After Yang Fan's repeated confirmation, the dried corpse in the coffin was indeed dead.
He was left a bit confused.
Did Sister Xie really kill it last night?
Or was there something else, just using this dried corpse as a shell?
"Last night, wait... I think I know how to determine it." Yang Fan was about to ask Sister Xie for details, to confirm the matter, when a flash of insight struck him. He thought of a way to confirm it.
Yang Fan quickly pieced together the scattered remains of the dried corpse.
Then he lay down beside that dried corpse.
The dried corpse was slightly shorter, as he was 1.85 meters tall, and this creature was a little shorter, roughly around 1.78 meters. But last night he saw that figure was very tall, definitely over 2 meters.
The case was solved!
There was indeed something using this dried corpse merely as a shell.
"When you caught up last night, was this dried corpse alive or dead?" Yang Fan asked in a deep voice.
"Alive!" Sister Xie replied.
