Chapter 329

"Fang... Fang Hao..."

"What on earth is going on here?"

"That thing seems to be a..."

The scene.

Under the dim light of the basement.

Fang Hao, with his back to the light, had half his face hidden in shadow.

His expression was completely invisible.

This mystery made Officer Tan Qiao's scalp prickle.

"Don't misunderstand, it's like this."

"As everyone knows, I am a person who practices massage."

"And for a massage practitioner to improve their skills... what is needed?"

"In the absence of a human body, I could only choose to make a model."

"As a masseur."

"Having a model of a leg... is very reasonable, very logical, isn't it?"

Fang Hao looked at Tan Qiao in front of him with great seriousness.

As his face turned.

His face was finally exposed to the light.

Before the camera.

It was still the familiar sincere expression, with a trace of a smile.

Full of approachability.

But this is absurd!

Who the hell would disassemble massage props into individual limbs!?!

And you hid them on the ceiling of the basement...

Don't you think there is something fishy about this?

What the hell logic is that!

And behind the camera.

The cameraman, unaware of his impending doom, asked a question.

Making the audience shudder once again.

"Props... shouldn't they be made of plastic?"

"Why does your prop smell fishy, and if you look closely..."

"It seems flies are already swarming around it."