Maoshan Ghostbusters

Where can a large pool of blood be stepped on by a Siamese cat?

"Oh? It's that big blood!"

The three of them immediately thought of the big guy in unison. Just now, Ye Tian shot the big guy with a stick, and Liang Jun fired three shots at the big guy's back.

The situation at that time was that the big man fell to the ground with a puff, bleeding a lot.

A large pool of red blood on the ground was shocking.

It's no wonder that the three of them immediately thought of being big.

The blood on the small paws of the Siamese cat is obviously large.

Zhuang Mengdie frowned, "Could it be that Meow ran to the side of the big corpse again, so that the small paws were covered with blood. But Meow usually likes to be clean, and will never go back and step in a pool of blood. Huh? This is absolutely abnormal."

At this time, they heard the faint voice of people talking in the corridor.

Ye Tiandao, "Huh? Why is someone talking?"

Liang Jun said, "We have one gun, and there is no need to be afraid of anyone."

Ye Tian smiled bitterly, "The two guns have only five bullets in total, and the situation is not optimistic."

Liang Jun laughed, "With our marksmanship, five rounds are enough to handle five. Let's knock down one shot, don't worry."

Ye Tiandao, "Liang Jun, why don't you adventurous guys notify the cattle team to come and support?"

Liang Jun happily said, "It's just such a suspect, we still can't clean it up? Also bring the Bulls here? It's not necessary, right.

Zhuang Mengdie hissed.

The voice in the corridor continued, but the voice was vague, and it was hard to hear who was talking.

Hearing the sound of people talking, the Siamese cat became even more restless. It rubbed its head against Zhuang Mengdie's legs, meowing non-stop.

Zhuang Mengdie stared at the Siamese cat, "Meow is trying to tell us something, but it's a pity that she can't speak."

Liang Jun suddenly said something very strange, "Could it be that Meow wants to tell us that the speaker is a big guy?"

Ye Tian smiled and said, "Big guy? What international jokes are you making? I hit him with a stick and you fired three shots. He can still live? If he can live, he will really be a Xiaoqiang who can't die."

Zhuang Mengdie said, "After the big guy fell down just now, did you check his pupils? Only dilated pupils are the sign of a person's true death."

Ye Tian and Liang Jun looked at each other and said in unison, "It seems that they forgot to check their pupils."

Zhuang Mengdie glared at them, and ran out holding the Siamese cat Sayazi.

Ye Tian chased it out and shouted anxiously, "Writer Zhuang, where are you going? It's horrible here, please be a girl, don't run around."

"Of course I went to see the big corpse."

Zhuang Mengdie replied without looking back.

Ye Tian patted Liang Jun on the shoulder, "Go, let's take a look together."

Ye Tian and Liang Jun followed closely behind Zhuang Mengdie, shouting, "Wait for me."

Zhuang Mengdie returned the same way with the Siamese cat in her arms. Outside the cell where she was previously closed, she saw a large pool of blood on the ground, but there was no dead body.

The big corpse was missing.

When they left just now, the big guy was obviously lying here.

Zhuang Mengdie was dumbfounded.

Ye Tian and Liang Jun who came later were also dumbfounded.

Liang Jun was shocked, "Grass! His body is really gone."

Zhuang Mengdie bent down and carefully checked the blood stains on the ground by the dim lights of the corridor.

In addition to the large pool of blood on the ground, there were **** handprints, and those **** handprints continued to extend forward to the end of the corridor.

Zhuang Mengdie pointed to the **** handprints on the ground and yelled, "What corpse? He is not dead at all! Look at these **** handprints, he crawled away."

Liang Jun said, "Ah? How could it be possible? Ordinary people would be almost done with a stick, not to mention three more shots."

Zhuang Mengdie said, "This big guy is so strong, you can tell by his physique that he is no ordinary person."

Ye Tian patted his forehead and said, "I now understand the strange behavior of Meow Meow just now. Meow Meow stood on the box just now and prevented us from opening the box because it heard the gasping sound of the big guy waking up, so it was anxious. Scream on the box. It wants us to go back and check."

Liang Jun frowned, "But we heard it just now, there was no sound at all."

Zhuang Mengdie said, "Cats have much more sensitive hearing than humans. They can capture very subtle sounds, and these subtle sounds may not be heard by humans. Hey, it’s all because we don’t understand the language of meows. , Miao Miao reminded us again and again that we still don’t understand what it means. As soon as he was in a hurry, he had to run to follow the suspect. That’s why it made blood all over his paws.

Ye Tian sighed, "I finally understand why the armed police have to check the pupils of the criminal after the execution of the executed criminal. If the pupils are not dilated, it means that the criminal is not dead yet and needs another shot. I was wrong just now. Now, there is no second inspection of the big pupils, but the reason is that when I inspected his pupils for the first time, he pointed a gun at his head, and now there is a shadow."

Zhuang Mengdie said, "Ye Tian, ​​okay, you have not checked your pupils anymore. It is your negligence that caused the suspect to crawl away again. Let's look forward with the **** handprints, he has suffered. Severely injured, so much blood has shed, it must not be far."

Zhuang Mengdie carefully looked at the **** handprints on the ground, and found that the distance between the **** handprints on the ground was getting shorter and shorter, and there was a line of plum-shaped blood footprints beside the **** handprints.

Meihua's footprints were obviously left by Meow.

Zhuang Mengdie said, "The distance between these **** handprints is getting shorter and shorter, which means that the strength of the suspect is getting smaller and smaller, because he lost too much blood and his body is very weak. Every time he climbs, his strength will decrease a little. , And his palm prints are getting blurred. This shows that his strength is getting weaker and he needs to rest every time he crawls. Those fuzzy palm prints are caused by him when he stops breathing."

Liang Jun said, "Writer Zhuang, according to your analysis, isn't the suspect about to die soon?"

Zhuang Mengdie nodded, "According to his current blood loss, he should be dead, but the suspect is very strong. With his physique, he should be able to last longer than ordinary people."

Ye Tian, ​​Zhuang Mengdie, and Liang Jun walked to the end of the corridor with their **** handprints. Looking back, this section of the road is twenty or thirty meters long, and one person crawled so far under the condition of a lot of blood loss. , Enough to see its strong physique and determination to survive.

He continued to walk forward with the blood handprint, and found that the blood handprint stopped at the door of a small room.

In front of the door, the blood on the ground increased, and it was another big puddle.