Monk Xiao didn't understand what Fatty Sun meant: "Why can't you find it out? Go to the Justice Bureau to retrieve the files."

"It would be better if it was so easy," Fatty Sun sat in the chair weakly and continued, "All files related to Liu Cheng were seized together on the day he was locked up, and then they disappeared. The Judicial Bureau also came to ask him about himself, and he broke his brain when he was out of prison and pretended to have no memory."

At this time, Ximen Lian and Xiong Wanyi came over. The autopsy was the work of Lao Mo as a forensic doctor. With Lao Mo here, they couldn't get into it at all, so they just took a look. Lao Mo thought they blocked the light and drove the two brothers over. It just so happened to hear Fatty Sun clearly.

Xiong Wanyi said: "Now the most suspected person is dead, what should I do if I happen to the next thing?"

Fatty Sun looked up at Xiong Wani'er and said, "Let's finish the work tonight first. It's almost twelve o'clock, why is Yang Xiao still not moving?" The last sentence was said to Monk Xiao.

Yang Xiao did not show up, but Monk Xiao had no surprise. After looking at Fatty Sun's gaze, Master Xiao said, "What do you mean when you look at him like this? What are you worried about before twelve o'clock? As long as Yang Xiao comes before twelve o'clock, it will not be too late."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lao Mo had a result: "Come here, today's matter is a bit interesting."

When Lao Mo said in his tone, he seemed to have discovered something. After Fatty Sun and the others came over, they almost spit out the instant noodles they had eaten. In just over ten minutes, the burnt corpse lying on the ground had separated its flesh and blood, and collapsed on the floor layer by layer.

After seeing the big "thing" on the ground, Monk Xiao's face began to turn pale and his body kept shaking. His eyes turned to Lao Mo and tried not to look at the big "thing" on the floor. However, Ximen Lian and Xiong Wanyi and Lao Mo had been in contact for a long time and had some immunity to such a situation. In this way, he did not dare to look at Lao Mo's hands too carefully.

"Old Mo, it's not me that if I didn't know your background. With your skills, I would definitely put you in front of Liu Cheng. The first person I doubted was you. But next time you use your skills, can you notify us in advance to make us a little mentally prepared?" Fatty Sun had seen the scene of being dismembered not long ago. With that experience as a foundation, he would not be embarrassed in front of Monk Xiao.

Old Mo smiled slightly, wiped the scalpel (this is his own private equipment) and said to Fatty Sun, "Sun Ju, are you sure this person named Liu Cheng just died?"

After getting the affirmative answer from Fatty Sun, Old Mo looked down at the "thing" under his feet and smiled, then turned his eyes to Fatty Sun again and said, "That's interesting. Although the body was burned, there was no sign of corpse spots. However, from the degree of internal organs, Liu Cheng had been dead for at least five hours. His fatal wound was not on his neck, but on it."

While speaking, he used a chopstick he picked up in the kitchen to insert it on the separated heart. He picked up the heart and held it in front of Fatty Sun to let him see it clearly. He saw a wound the size of a cigarette butt on the heart. The edge of the wound had changed color, and it looked like five hours ago, the heart was inserted into it by a red iron strip.

After seeing the heart, Fatty Sun also forgot to feel disgusted. After being stunned for a moment, he suddenly said to Lao Mo: "You check this person's spine again to see if there are any old injuries."

Lao Mo replied directly: "I have seen this, but unfortunately that part was burned the most severely, and I can't tell the time of the injury. However, the signs of fractures and misalignment can still be seen in the spine. According to the principle, such injuries are absolutely impossible to get up from the bed, and he will not be able to feel it below his neck, even if he crawls, he will never crawl over."

There was a spinal injury... After hearing Lao Mo's answer, Fatty Sun was a little disappointed. At this time, Lao Mo continued: "The deceased's neck was instantly cut off by an extremely sharp tool, but it was because he had been dead for more than five hours that there was no muscle spasm after the tissue was cut off."

When he talked about this, Old Mor paused for a moment. He picked up a small metal piece with chopsticks, which were densely engraved with more than a hundred runes. After the carving, there were red cinnabar drawing: "This was found on the abdomen of the deceased. There were traces of sewing on that part. I guess it was Liu Cheng who was buried in this gadget when he was alive and then killed him. Liu Cheng's corpse gas after his death was attracted to his body, so when he came here at night, we didn't notice it."

"His grandma, this matter seems to be getting more and more messy," Fatty Sun cursed, then looked at Monk Xiao and said, "Old Master Xiao, what do you think about this?"

"If you look at it, you are all dead, and you can't survive," said Mr. Xiao: "Look at the living person first, the time is over, let's go back. Let's talk about how this person died after it's over."

Since he saw a large pool of "things" on the ground just now, Monk Xiao forced himself to grit his teeth and persevere. After the talisman metal piece in Liu Cheng's belly was taken out, the bloody smell of the room rushed to Monk Xiao's brain. He really couldn't hold on here anymore, but he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to spit it out in the next minute.

"Then let's take a living first." Seeing Monk Xiao's pale face, Fatty Sun was in a good mood. But he still refused to let this old guy go easily: "You haven't answered just now. When will Yang Xiao come back? Hey, don't pretend to vomit and run over with your mouth. You haven't explained this clearly. Can Yang Xiao come back before twelve o'clock..."

When he returned to the 36th prison number, Fatty Sun found that during the period when he left, the surrounding prison numbers had been empty again. After asking, he found out that it was Monk Xiao who found the warden and came here in the form of last night.

Moreover, the prison number has changed a lot. The ground and the wall are full of talisman formations with red cinnabar strokes, and talisman paper is pasted at the door and corners of the wall. These jobs are basically done by Yun Feiyang. When Fatty Sun and the others came in, Yun Feiyang was lying on the bed and gasping for breath.

No wonder I didn't see him just now. Fatty Sun looked at the time on his phone. It was still more than twenty minutes away and it was about twelve o'clock. I was looking for monk Xiao in the kitchen just now, but now time passed by minute by minute, and before I could see Yang Xiao appear, I felt a little confused.

Seeing the time getting closer at midnight, at this time, the expression on Monk Xiao's face began to become a little unnatural. This time, Fatty Sun didn't need to speak, he had already taken out his cell phone from the secret compartment, and dozens of calls were called, all of which showed: The user you called could not connect for the time being...

Fatty Sun looked at Monk Xiao with a smile and said, "Old Xiao, this is what you said by yourself. Yang Xiao went to Hong Kong to find Ma Xiaolin. With his ability, he can handle it in minutes. Come back with the remaining amount? Didn't I say, now? Don't tell me, did Yang Xiao run away with your remaining amount, or was Yang Xiao planning to come back from Hong Kong while walking?"

At this time, Monk Xiao no longer cared about Fatty Sun. He continued to make calls, but he could not make Yang Xiao's phone. Just as Monk Xiao's phone was about to be out of power, he stared at Ximen Lian at the door with a pistol and suddenly said, "It's twelve o'clock..."

After Ximen Lian said that, there was silence inside the Thirty-Sixth Cyber ​​Number, and everyone looked in the direction of the door. Monk Xiao threw the phone that was finally out of power on the ground and said, "It's okay, I won't believe it when we can deal with that fight at the beginning. Give Yang Xiao another hour, he should be back."

After he finished speaking, Ximen Lian and the others took a deep breath, clasped the pistol and looked at the door. Only Fatty Sun placed the pistol on the bed, took out a bright short sword, placed it next to the pistol, narrowed his eyes into a straight line, and looked at Monk Xiao like a smile.

In a blink of an eye, the first night-walking ghost demon appeared yesterday, and it and the second night-walking ghost demon were thrown into the sealed place underground by Monk Xiao. According to time, it should have appeared long ago, why hasn't there been any movement yet?

As time passed slowly, more than half an hour passed, there was still no movement inside and outside the door. I wondered what happened below, but the hearts of Monk Xiao and Ximen Lian were about to jump out. Even Fatty Sun saw sweat on his forehead at this time, and his eyes began to stare at the direction of the door.

Seeing that another hour passed, Fatty Sun finally couldn't help it and said to Monk Xiao: "Master Xiao, what else would you like to explode besides the gas pipeline at noon? Didn't I say that it wasn't the ground veins that exploded and exploded the seal into the ground veins?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a sound at the door. The sound was getting closer and closer. The ghost evil and zombie of the previous two days were silent when they appeared. Now that there was such a big movement, the night ghost outside must be quite in a hurry. Could it be that he bypassed the first few and just came up with an oss?

No one placed his hope on the talismans and formations. Everyone, including Fatty Sun, pointed their guns at the door, and heard louder and louder sounds. A young man in gray clothes and white-haired walked in. After looking at everyone, he smiled shyly and said, "You haven't sleep yet?"
Chapter completed!