"Is he really dead?"

Tian Xinyuan's voice was trembling when he spoke.

"Dead ......"

I put my hands on the boy's chest, wrists, and throat.

Give the big boy a simple autopsy.

After a moment of diagnosis, my expression suddenly changed greatly, and I jumped up from the ground with a 'whoosh': "This person is not only dead......

Moreover, it has been dead, for many years......"

I studied anatomy and physiology for a while at the University of the Guard.

I have been in contact with a lot of general teachers, and I am no stranger to the dead.

This person's body is very cold.

and the temperature in the room, basically the same.

This shows that this person has been dead for at least half a month, and his skin and internal organs have completely lost their basic energy.

It's like a sieve, and it can't even hold the heat emitted when the internal organs of a corpse decay.

Corpses, like inanimate objects, change with the temperature of the environment.

But the time of the big boy's death is far more than half a month......

I speculate that he is dead, at least more than three years......

What made me judge was his hair......

The hair on his head is no longer thick.

With a slight touch of his hand, he touched a strand of hair.

The beard on the face, too, falls off at the touch of it.

With your hands, you can pick up a strand of hair, and when you pinch it gently, the hair will turn into pieces and fall off your hands......

These hairs show a very serious phenomenon of decay.

After death, hair generally falls out naturally after a month.

But for hair to decay, it takes a lot longer than skin and flesh.

When I was in the police station before, I worked with the forensic doctor and did a lot of work to open the coffin and perform autopsy.

Many corpses have turned into white bones, but near the head, you can still find a lot of hair that has fallen out.

It will take at least three years for the hair to become like a big boy, crumbling into powder at the touch of a big boy.

But what's even more strange is that in three years, the body of the big boy should have decomposed into dry bones a long time ago.

But his corpse did not decompose, shrunk or appear to be giants in the slightest.

I smelled a strange herbal scent on the big boy's body.

Obviously, someone, by some special means, transformed the person's body into a human specimen, which does not decay.

Donkey bold: "This corpse is really well handled." At first glance, it is the work of connoisseurs.

If it's sold to a lover-necrophilia, it will cost 6 figures.

Unexpectedly, the little girl named Yang Liu became a lover-necrophilia at a young age, and her method of collecting corpses was even more perfect.

Brother Donkey, I have the idea of worshipping her as a teacher. ”

The donkey was bold, and when he saw the big boy on the ground, he was so shocked that he typed a series of words.

There are thousands of roses in my heart: "The pervert upstairs, what are you talking about?"

You yourself are perverted, and you think that the whole world is a pervert just like you.

That little girl named Yang Liu is only in high school, how can it be a love-necrophilia?

Perhaps, she didn't even know that there was this corpse in the secret room. ”

Donkey's bold words instantly attracted a series of rebuttals.

After all, Poplar Leaf is a cute little Lori who is smart, and if you think about it, her sister is not far behind.

Naturally, sailors can't associate a young and beautiful beauty with a lewd and sick love-corpse fetish.

Donkey bold: "Brother Donkey, when did I say a lie?"

Let me ask you, why did Yang Liu clean the floor of her room so clean, so clean that she couldn't even see a trace of dust?

Because on the ground, hair often falls out.

But she didn't want to be discovered......

Why is there hair falling out on the ground?

Losing your hair doesn't seem to be a shady thing.

There is only one reason.

It wasn't her hair that fell from the ground......

This little girl named Yang Liu ......

Every night when I went to bed, I would move the body of the big boy from the secret room to her bed and share the bed with her......

At first, there may not be anything out of the ordinary.

But with the passage of time.

Willow, found a problem.

Many things can be done so that the corpse does not decay, but after death, the skin is saggy, the pores are dilated, and the hair is too easy to fall out.

If I'm not mistaken, every time she carries the body to the bed, it leaves a lot of hair on the floor and on the bed.

For fear of being discovered by her sister or other people she met during the day, she developed the habit of cleaning her room spotlessly every day.

The hair and beard between the slats are the best proof of this......

If you don't believe me, you can compare the length of your hair. ”

On the public screen, there was no sound in an instant......

This person's words are really too graphic and terrifying......

Donkey is bold, he is the mausoleum keeper of Leyinshan Cemetery, this person I usually pay attention to, and often sends some sick barrages that are out of place, and it seems that there is a love-corpse fetish tendency.

I often hi the corpse of a young woman in the mourning hall of the cemetery.

However, only perverts are often understood......

Donkey's bold statement, almost, without flaw, linked Tian Xinyuan's inference with the strangeness in the room......

I have to believe it......

I twisted a strand of hair from the boy's head.

About 15 cm......

For boys, it is considered long hair, and for girls, it is short hair......

Hetian Xinyuan, the hair found in the crack of the willow bed, the length is exactly the same......

The length of the beard is also matched.

Yang Liu, really carried this corpse to the bed......

Coldly, I remembered that there was a bear doll in my arms, a willow bear......

Compared to the bear doll, this corpse ......

It's more like a rag doll that sleeps with her......

Fear made me more and more suspicious.

It makes me wonder more and more, what is the identity of this corpse?

Will his death have something to do with Yang Liu......

When I performed an autopsy on the boy, I found a long knife mark on his abdomen.

The cause of the boy's death is most likely due to this.

If the big boy was killed by Yang Liu, then this girl who has never met is not an ordinary danger.

If Zhou Yan is with her, what will be the consequences, think about it, my scalp will be numb.

There is also a suspicious point, carved on the wall, used to cover up the 'barrier' of the secret room, is it also done by Yang Liu?

Where did she, an orphan, so young, learn this sorcery?

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that there were many problems.

"Huh?"

I was staring at the body of the big boy, in a daze, when I suddenly noticed that the boy's chest was bulging, and it seemed that he was carrying something.

I touched it with my hand.

It's a book full of words.。

Quietly turned on the flashlight and looked.

On the cover of the book, with a pen, two words 'diary' are written crookedly.

I flipped through it casually, and it was densely packed with things.

This diary, most likely, tells me a lot of useful information......

At this moment, Tian Xinyuan and the old driver are hiding far away.

I used my body to block their vision, and silently, tucked the diary into my sleeve.

I have a hunch that this diary will become an important breakthrough tonight.

"This man has been dead for a long time......

I speculate that he was made into a live-action rag doll by Yang Liu......

Yang Liu, every night, would carry him to bed and sleep together......

But because he will lose his hair, Yang Liu has the habit of cleaning the ground spotlessly every day......"

I briefly repeated the donkey's bold reasoning to them.

The old driver, Hetian Xinyuan, was all creepy, and his face became more and more pale.

"This one is called Willow...... Isn't it crazy?

She's going to ......

What did she want the boy's body for? ”

Tian Xinyuan grinned on the side, but his eyes were staring directly at the old driver.

After the old driver entered the room, he became less talkative.

His eyes, in the room, swept around, as if searching for something.

It's unusual, it's weird.

Now it seems that Tian Xinyuan is definitely not the only one who has the problem.

I don't have time to play Mission Impossible games with these two.

Secretly took the diary I got on the table, held it in my hand, and stared at the two people, while gently rubbing it on the diary with my fingertips.