"Captain, is this really Li Lepeng's corpse?"
Li Yang looked at the grotesque, twisted, smoke-blackened mummified corpse and felt a chill in his heart.
What was terrifying was not the corpse itself, but the strangeness implied by everything behind it.
If this really was Li Lepeng, then the Li Lepeng who had called Yang Jian yesterday and told them he was in Mingyue Residential Area could not have been alive.
Most critically, the phone hanging from the ruins of the building on their way here had also been left behind by Li Lepeng.
If Li Lepeng was dead, none of those things should have been possible. If they had happened, then what they meant was deeply suspicious and worth serious thought.
Yang Jian did not immediately answer Li Yang. After thinking for a moment, he spoke almost to himself. "A person in charge's uniform can't possibly be lent to someone else. Li Lepeng wouldn't be bored enough to take off his clothes and put them on someone else after encountering danger either. Ghosts don't recognize clothes without recognizing people."
"So the possibility of changing clothes is almost zero. Besides, this mummified corpse has been dead here for some time. I don't know exactly how long, but for it to have been smoked into this state, it definitely didn't happen in the last couple of days. It would take at least half a month to end up like this."
He carried the mummified corpse in his hand.
It was very light.
Having lost all its moisture, it was no different from a dried animal carcass.
With this evidence in hand.
Yang Jian had no choice but to conclude, "This mummified corpse is most likely Li Lepeng's body. After all, the Fierce Ghost Zone was sealed off long ago. Ordinary people wouldn't