The master of metaphysics is a cat slave

Mu Liuyun pushed open the coffin in the middle of the room, revealing the female corpse lying inside.

The corpse has not yet begun to decompose, and the face is lifelike, but the lips are abnormally purple.

Mu Liuyun touched the corpse through the clothes to make sure that the corpse was intact, then took off the female corpse's clothes meticulously, shook the clothes, and groped the inside of the coffin by the way.

"Do you suspect that it was spent on her?"

"It's a bit strange that she appears here. You just saw that person likes to kill people with knives. Why is there no wound on her body?"

Bai Jian looked at the lips of the female corpse: "She was poisoned to death?"

"should be."

Bai Jian thought for a while, then slapped her thigh: "Remove his restraint and ask him directly!"

Mu Liuyun nodded, and untied the strange man. Just as he was about to ask a question, he smiled coldly and softly: "Are you ready to donate your blood?"

Bai Jian: ...Sure enough, the brain circuit of a pervert is different from that of a normal person.

Bai Jian tried to ask him questions, but he was still immersed in his own thoughts. Repeaters generally only wanted to kill people, so Mu Liuyun had no choice but to keep him in place.

"I don't think he would use the milder method of poisoning. So this body should have been sent."

Bai Jian was a little indifferent: "He doesn't sell coffins, so it's normal to send them here for preservation."

"Most people don't leave their family's dead body in a stranger's shop." Mu Liuyun sighed helplessly, suddenly realized something, and took a slight breath, "But it's also possible, this is his relative?"

"They don't look alike at all." Bai Jian stared at the face of the female corpse, pulled her long hair back to reveal her complete face, and asked, "Do you think she looks familiar?"

After he finished speaking, he shook his head: "But I can't say who she looks like...Forget it, find flowers first, and then think about other things."

He took pictures of both the wreath and the woman's body, searched the store again, and went back to the street looking for clues.

The night passed quickly.Bai Jian was more tired after sleeping than during the day, and when she woke up in the morning, she lay on the bed and refused to get up: "Do you know how long a cat normally sleeps?"

"Then, continue to rest."

Mu Liuyun seemed to be in much better spirits. He was about to go downstairs, but when he heard his words, he sat back on the bedside.

"You can go buy breakfast first." Bai Jian kept turning over on the bed, "I want to eat meat."

A faint smile flashed in Mu Liuyun's eyes: "Do you only want to eat meat?"

Bai Jian replied honestly: "I want them all."

Mu Liuyun went downstairs to a nearby breakfast stall to buy beef noodles with extra meat, and returned to the hotel.

The boss is still being ordered around by the proprietress, completely missing the heroic figure in the dream.The girl in the next room asked the boss about the nearby scenery in a soft voice, she was gentle and submissive, as if she dared not even trample ants to death.

When he heard the boss introduce the nearby tea mountain, he also stepped forward and asked, "What kind of tea is the specialty here?"

"There are all kinds of tea, but the most famous one is our unique assorted scented tea."

The boss sold it to him energetically, took out a box of scented tea, and opened it to show him the colorful flowers inside.

Mu Liuyun picked up the red flower and twirled it, and asked the boss: "What does this flower look like when it blooms? What does it look like when it decays?"

The boss was stunned for a moment: "You... I can't explain clearly at once. Why don't you go to the mountain to have a look? Or go to a serious tea shop and ask."

Mu Liuyun nodded and bought a box of scented tea.

In fact, there are photos of flowers printed on the box, which is not at all the same as Wei Qiuye's painting.

But just in case... What Wei Qiuye painted was not a tweed in full bloom.

Although Bai Jian was sleepy, she couldn't resist her hunger. She lay on the bed in a daze, and remembered to ask Wei Qiuye about it.He was just about to send the picture to Wei Qiuye, but found that the picture from last night was not saved at all.

Could it be that his hand slipped and didn't save it?Or was it deleted in a dream?

Even if there is no picture, he still asks: Are the flowers you mentioned real flowers?

Wei Qiuye's reply reveals contempt: Of course it is true.

Bai Jian confirmed again and again: Isn't it a fake flower dyed with blood?

Wei Qiuye is a little angry: I can't tell the difference between real flowers and fake flowers?The smell of blood is so strong that I can't smell it?

Bai Jian was timid.Wei Qiuye is indeed not that stupid.

In other words, they still have to look for it.

Mu Liuyun came with the beef noodles. As soon as he opened the door, he smelled the smell of meat and sat up from the bed.

Mu Liuyun met his piercing eyes, put the beef noodles on the table, and said: "Eat slowly."

Bai Jian wolfed down half of the food before remembering to tell him: "Wei Qiuye is definitely a real flower."

Mu Liuyun responded: "The fake flowers from last night are gone."

"The photos I took are gone, can't I bring them out?"

Mu Liuyun nodded faintly: "It may be taken away by someone."

Bai Jian's movements paused: "If someone took it away, it means that someone is following us. He knows our purpose and wants to stop us."

This feeling of being watched might not be friendly.Bai Jian has already decided to find that person and beat him up first.

Bai Jian stayed up all morning, regained her spirits, and followed Mu Liuyun to find the store that sold funeral supplies.The store owner is a gentle and honest person, and he introduces products to them with a smile.

"Has anyone died in town recently?"

The shop owner quickly waved his hand, not letting him ask about too unlucky things.

Such a small town is too small, any trivial matter can be passed on to everyone, and there is no need for the shopkeeper to lie.

Mu Liuyun asked: "Have any young women died of poisoning in recent years?"

The shopkeeper looked at them in a daze, thought for a while, and said in a low voice, "Yes. The daughter-in-law of the old Wang family in the east of the town committed suicide because her husband was outside by drinking pesticide. And the daughter-in-law of the old Zhao family in the west of the town brought a son with her because she couldn't pay the money. A woman commits suicide."

He was familiar with such cases.Bai Jian remembered it at first, but later on she didn't even want to listen.

This is too big to wash away the sand!He is not like Wei Qiuye who can ask people directly with a portrait.

"Then do you have a daughter?"

The shopkeeper said in amazement: "I only have one son, and now he is working outside."

The thread is basically broken again.After Mu Liuyun thanked him, he could only leave with Bai Jian.

Bai Jian also persistently looked at the photo of the owner's son, and decided to leave only after making sure he was unfamiliar.

"From this point of view, that corpse is indeed a bit strange. What would she correspond to in reality?" Bai Jian held her head in thought and murmured, "Could it be that she corresponds to a living person?"

Mu Liuyun calmly said, "I will know at night."

That means they're here to stay.

This time, in order to ensure sufficient time for exploration, Bai Jian went to bed early and closed her eyes.

He fell into a drowsy sleep, and suddenly felt someone reaching into his clothes and touching his chest, and opened his eyes with a curse.

Seeing Mu Liuyun with a playful and frivolous face.

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