Liang Jun led Ye Tian and Zhuang Mengdie hurriedly towards the cell with wooden boxes.

As soon as he walked over, Liang Jun immediately saw that the wooden box was still placed in its original position in the cell as before. He hurriedly opened the door of the cell and walked in.

"Hey, Xie Baoer's body is in that wooden box."

Liang Jun walked into the cell first, and pointed to the old wooden box that looked like a few boards and nailed it together.

At this moment, the Siamese cat ran out from nowhere, jumped to the box, and called meowing.

Upon seeing this, Zhuang Mengdie hurriedly reprimanded, "Meow cat, come down to me, knowing that there is something wrong with that box. You little horse can do nothing."

The Siamese cat did not move its nest, but kept its two small ears on top of its head and kept turning, as if it was listening carefully.

Ye Tiandao, "Meow, what sound seems to be heard?"

The three of them calmed down and listened carefully to the surrounding movement, but they didn't hear anything.

Only the whistling wind was blowing the dirty air in the basement.

But the Siamese cat's small ears kept turning around on the top of its head, and it looked very disturbed.

"Meow, come down first, don't stand on the box in the way."

Zhuang Mengdie said, reaching out to lift the Siamese cat from the box.

At this moment, the Siamese cat suddenly widened his eyes, curled his beard, and made a warning sound in his mouth, retracted his body, arched his back, and looked alert. Zhuang Mengdie is very clear about its meaning, and the owner is not allowed to hold it.

Zhuang Mengdie's hand froze in the air, feeling very embarrassed.

"Meow, what are you doing? It's not good again, right? You come here."

Zhuang Mengdie walked over angrily, intending to hold it down.

After all, when everyone was about to open the box, Miao Miao suddenly jumped out and stood on the box, which is a very impolite behavior. As a well-behaved and cute kitten, Siamese cats rarely make such unwise actions.

Of course, as the owner, the Siamese cat's actions at the moment also made Zhuang Mengdie feel dull.

At this time, the Siamese cat suddenly meowed, jumped down from the wooden box, rushed into the corridor, and ran deep into the corridor.

"Oh, meow, come back."

Zhuang Mengdie chased out of the prison room and shouted.

The Siamese cat didn't look back, but twisted his ass, and the shadow that ran into the corridor disappeared.

The unbelievable behavior of the Siamese cat made Zhuang Mengdie very puzzled. She stood in the corridor, staring at the direction where it disappeared, feeling lost.

Ye Tian took Zhuang Mengdie and persuaded, "Writer Zhuang, forget it, Meow is like this, and it will come back by itself when it's time. Come, let's go see the corpse first."

Liang Jun smiled, "You two must be mentally prepared."

Ye Tian smiled disapprovingly, "It's just a corpse, who is a policeman who has never seen a corpse?"

"I believe you have never seen this corpse."

The strange and mysterious smile on Liang Jun's face actually aroused the great interest of Ye Tian and Zhuang Mengdie.

Ye Tian smiled bitterly, "What can be weird about a corpse?"

Liang Jun suddenly opened the lid of the box, and a strong smell of corpse immediately emitted.

A small and exquisite female corpse was lying quietly in the box, as quiet as if she had fallen asleep. The body is well preserved, neither deformed nor decayed.

Ye Tiandao, "It's nothing special, like all corpses, motionless, and didn't jump up to cheat the corpse."

Liang Jun coughed and coughed, "The weird thing about this corpse is not a corpse. Okay, no joke. You know, Xie Baoer has been dead for more than a year."

Ye Tian and Zhuang Mengdie's eyes widened immediately, "Huh? Xie Baoer has been dead for more than a year, how can the body be preserved so well?"

Liang Jun smiled, "That's because the big guy made Xie Bao'er's body embalmed. After Xie Bao'er died of breath, he immediately emptied his blood, and then repeatedly washed the blood vessels with formalin solution. Then he dug out. The eyes, brain and internal organs of the corpse are filled with desiccant in the cranial cavity and abdominal cavity of the cadaver. After all this is done, a thick ointment and rosin solution are applied to the surface of the cadaver. Then the cranial cavity and abdominal cavity are filled. Put rosin and desiccant on it. The dead body treated in this way will not rot easily."

Ye Tian was very surprised, "Liang Jun, how do you know so much detail?"

Liang Jun smiled, "This is what the big guy told me himself."

"Tell you in person? Have you ever talked before?"

"Yes, in this cell, the big guy told me personally that he was going to QJ Xie Bao'er, but was violently resisted, he strangled her in a fit of anger, and then made the corpse into what it is now."

Zhuang Mengdie frowned, "How do I feel that the way the big guy disposes of corpses is exactly the same as the method of making mummies? Don't you think that what he did was every process of making mummies?"

Liang Jun nodded, "It's a bit like, but after the embalming work was completed, he didn't wrap the corpse in a white cloth. Instead, he put the corpse in a box and looked at it. He held the corpse's small hand and chatted with the corpse every day."

"Hold the corpse's hand every day and talk to the corpse? Isn't there something wrong with this big brain?"

"Of course he has a problem. Do you know how he handles the eyes, brain and internal organs of the corpse?"

Zhuang Mengdie opened his mouth wide in surprise, "Didn't I eat it?"

Liang Jun nodded, "I ate it, and my eyes were still swallowed raw."

Zhuang Mengdie couldn't hold it anymore, ran outside the prison, grabbed the iron fence, wow, wow, vomit.

Meow--meow--

The Siamese cat suddenly emerged from the shadow of the corridor and quickly ran back to Zhuang Mengdie. It rubbed against Zhuang Mengdie's leg, looking very aggrieved.

Zhuang Mengdie squatted down, patted its little head lovingly, and comforted, "Meow, I told you not to run around, you are just disobedient."

When she was about to pick up the Siamese cat, she suddenly noticed something dark red on its small paws. She touched it with her hand, feeling damp.

What it is?

As the light in the corridor was very dim, she carried the Siamese cat into the cell, and under the light, she could see clearly.

The dark red thing on Siamese cat's paw is blood!

"Meow, why is there so much blood on your little paw? Where did you go?"

The Siamese cat was nervous, meowing, as if it was also anxious to convey something to everyone. It is a pity that humans do not understand the language of cats after all.

There are obstacles in communication between humans and cats.

Zhuang Mengdie ran to the corridor again, and she found a line of plum blossom-shaped blood footprints on the ground.

This line of blood footprints extends from the end of the corridor. Obviously, the Siamese cat must have stepped on a pool of blood and then ran back to leave such a line of blood footprints on the ground.