Super Detective in the Fictional World

With the smell of the dead house group now, few people in Gotham dare to snatch them, for fear of getting black hands.

As a result, the group vomited and complained while feeling sorry for their wife, and finally managed to return to their own block.

But if you go home like this, the room will become a mess, and it will be stinky within a few days.

Therefore, the dead house group went directly to the usual activity room-an abandoned warehouse near the block.

Since everyone's home living environment is not rich, they remodeled this old warehouse, and made an unsightly, but rather sturdy room with reinforced iron in the corner.

Inside are all their wives and husbands who have accumulated over the years for many years, and only the latest favorite will be taken home to accompany them.

However, given their economic conditions, a large number of figures in the room in the past were either second-hand or even scrapped, or they were fake and shoddy.

The truly pure and flawless boutiques are the batch that went out tonight for zero yuan.

Therefore, even if they encounter the "life and death catastrophe" repeatedly tonight, they are not willing to give up the harvest and escape.

The abandoned factory buildings have water, electricity and beds, all of which were pieced together by the dead house group over the years and secretly received.

There are not many home appliances. Long-term life is definitely not enough, but simple eating, drinking, and sleeping are all right.

When informed, "Fat Puffer" Fisher's sister Xiu'er had come in advance, and she also brought a lot of cleaning supplies.

But when a few black and white figures came in, she backed away like an electric shock: "Wow, why did you go? Is this falling into a cesspit?"

Suddenly, she thought of a terrible possibility and screamed: "Is the toy store you said is open in a public toilet? I don't want it."

Fisher changed from shining to "flashing in the black", and he smiled bitterly: "Well, watching us being tossed by those super bad guys into this kind of sake, let's clean off these shi-like things first. Huh?"

Xiu'er suspiciously: "Are you sure you are really not shi? Uh, that's right, it's more smelly than shi."

Summer: "Xiu'er, we need a shower (shower)."

Looking at the stinking dead house group approaching, the only female group member who has always been strong in the group can only squirm around.

No way, the closer they get, the harder she feels to breathe. This is a proper biochemical weapon cluster!

Immediately, a noisy and chaotic voice sounded in the factory building: "Xiu'er, where's the shampoo? That's not enough for me to use it alone."

"Xiu'er, where's the shower gel? There are only two bottles, not enough."

"Where's washing powder? How come a bag?"

"Half a bottle of advanced detergent? Whose wife should use it first?"

"Why isn't the water hot? The water heater is broken?"

"Asshole, you stepped on my wife's foot. Wife, don't die, wife."

After tossing in the chaos for a long time, the dead houses scolded each other, played crazy games, compromised each other, and pieced together to complete the basic cleaning work.

The effect...Look at hiding more than ten meters away and finding a Xiu'er with a tongue mask for herself.

The dead house group also threw all the clothes they took off to the trash can outside the warehouse, and probably cleaned up the dirty places when they came in with water.

Otherwise, Xiu'er will not avoid more than ten meters, but will go straight home.

This is enough for the time being, because they still need to clean the hands they brought back.

No matter how clean it is, it must be stained again.

But for the sake of their wives and husbands, they can only bear it-Xiu'er said that she has completed the transportation of the goods, and the cleaning task is left to the big brothers.

The dead house group rolled their eyes, but they were not dissatisfied. Who made Xiu'er this sister paper a group favorite!

How difficult is it to find a normal woman to talk to a dead house without money, do you make it?There are Xiu'er, and I want to join them in this FFF group.

Several people work together, and Lowther is assigned to open the backpack pocket and throw it out.

Because he is the only one who has no need for cleaning, after all, he only brought back a pillow.

And Xiu'er just went up and looked at the black widow pillow, and issued an "amputation notice": "It's useless, this fabric is dyed so that you don't want to restore it. Hurry up and cut off the dyed piece to make a small pillow Well, if the sewage is soaked up late, your wife’s entire pig can't be kept."

Lowther was crying, but immediately followed suit.

Who makes Xiu'er a very professional tailor, who knows better about fabric materials than they do.

The whole body pillow was amputated and turned into a half body pillow, and Lauser felt a pain in his heart: The long legs are gone!

But he was also fortunate in his heart: Fortunately, he saved his wife's fierceness and big dolphin!

The length can still be hugged in his arms, this result is... barely acceptable, better than nothing left.

This is what I said to myself, but Lauser's face has always been mournful: Once, I didn't cherish the wife with a backpack on my back. I regretted it when I was snatched away.If God can give me another chance, I will definitely...choose a completely opaque backpack.

Except for Lauser, who regretted it, the others gathered at a long table and arranged the figurines they took out of their bags.

Everyone has several towels and detergents on hand to deal with different levels of dirt.

Xiu'er had the best luck. The "husbands" Fisher brought back to her were basically not "contaminated", and they were quickly sent to her who was hiding next to her.

Others are not envious.

The natural quantity that Fisher brought the brothers and sisters alone was half of them.

Even if the figures are completely soiled and cannot be rescued, they will gain a lot more than Xiu'er.

The unpleasant smell can't stop the dead houses who wished well.

They kept cheering and complimenting: "Oh my god, this is a collection that was released this year. It is said that it can assume 18 poses, and she has not been affected at all."

"The 30th anniversary commemorative model of my birth here is even rarer than yours."

"Hehe, you are all scumbags. Look at my 2000 millennium nostalgic model, the world's limited edition of 1,000."

Xiu'er happily fiddled with her own harvest, but saw Laucer standing aside with a lonely face after throwing out the garbage, staring at her half-pillow in a daze.

She still couldn't bear it, so she beckoned him to come over for coffee.

Well, she doesn't know how to drink, it's too smelly here.

But these guys who have been stinking all the way, should not feel the smell, they continue to add a little water and heat after a tired night.

"Tell me about your big adventure tonight." Xiu'er took the initiative to stir up a topic of interest.

Lowther took a sip of coffee and made himself cold and convulsed, warming his liver a little: "What can I say? We are really unlucky. We met three super villains in a row..."

Xiu'er was surprised: "This...should be good luck, how can you run back intact with this little combat power?"