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Chapter 17 The Murderer

That's the smell that only slaughterhouses have.

Gu Yu hurriedly shone in with a flashlight in his back hand.

The main hall of the stone temple is in chaos.

On the ground, many clay pots were tilted and mostly broken, and the powder contained inside was scattered all over the ground.

And just at the edge of the main hall against the wall, a figure lies there in a twisted manner, and his hunched body looks like a fried shrimp.

Xiao Man'er was so scared that she covered her mouth. Guyu and Laota rushed over quickly. Before they could even get to the figure, they felt that their feet were sticky and slippery. When they shone the flashlight, they found that there was a large pool of blood stains under their feet, which had not dried up completely, and it seemed to be muddy.

Gu Yu listened with his ears and was sure that the figure was already out of breath and there were no poisonous insects around him. Then he squatted down and used his hands to pull the shoulders of the corpse, trying to turn him around, but he was dead, but he didn't pull it.

"Old Ta comes to help, let's turn him around."

Laota has been lying in the wilderness for many years, and has experienced deaths. He still has courage. He did not hesitate at the moment, and squatted down and worked hard with Guyu to turn the corpse around and reveal his appearance.

"Uncle Jiang!"

Gu Yu felt a little nervous and asked anxiously:

"That's what you said, the only temple guard who knows the path to the mountain?"

Lao Ta nodded and said:

"That's right, it's him. Two years ago, he went to my house to get something for my old man. I happened to be the driver of both of them, so remember, is this?"

Guyu said in a deep voice:

"The knife wounds, and the death is not long."

"murder?"

"It must be the killing of him. As for the reason, I can't guess."

As the two were talking, suddenly a few brighter lights shone at the door.

Then I heard screams outside:

"Oh my God, blood!"

"I'm killing someone, someone kills someone!"

"Call the police!"

"Stop her and can't call the police. Our time is precious, but we can't wait."

Gu Yu and his two eyes were so painful that they were stabbed by the light that they couldn't see who the person outside was. Gu Yu, relying on his infrasound hearing, knew that outside was the members of the expedition team who were rushing with them.

The person who screamed to call the police should be the sanitation team's health team, because Gu Yu heard that there were a lot of medicines and trauma treatment tools in her bag.

The one who stopped calling the police was the smiling middle-aged man who smoked the two of them today.

Guyu and Laota stood up and prepared to go to the door to meet these people.

However, as soon as the two of them stood up and walked back, they heard several people shouting at the door:

"Don't move, stand in place, otherwise we will shoot! No movement!"

Guyu heard that these people had crossbow arrows in their hands. Such controlled products should have been illegally forged on the lathe.

When Lao Ta heard this, he roared:

"Shoot a hammer, labor and capital are not murderers, what are you going to do?"

As he spoke, he was about to rush out with his arms shaking. Judging from his appearance, he probably wanted to hit someone.

Guyu quickly stopped him. It was not difficult for the small crossbows outside to penetrate the thick body of the old tower at this distance.

"Don't be impulsive, they have crossbows, and the heroes don't suffer any loss in front of them."

When he heard about crossbow arrows, his diving posture immediately stopped, and he was quite decisive.

Guyu shouted to the outside:

"Old Zhang, we have just come here. We didn't kill the person. You can see it clearly. This person has been dead for at least two days."

Lao Zhang is the smiling middle-aged man.

"Two brothers, it's not that I don't believe you, but mainly because I don't know how to do autopsy, right? There are still a few delicate girls in my team, so I dare not take risks. If you are waiting there, I will ask the people who understand me to come and see them. The two of them are waiting, and they will smoke a cigarette if they feel the smell is too great."

After saying that, Lao Zhang turned around and said loudly:

"Li Xiaohua, go and invite Mr. Ling over and you will tell me the big thing."

The girl with medicine in her bag quickly ran back and came back for a while, followed by a man in a black suit.

Gu Yu felt a little surprised because Mr. Ling looked very young and looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, but his eyes were deep like an old man who had lived for thousands of years, cold, indifferent, and ruthless.

What surprised Guyu even more was that he used infrasonic waves to sweep the expedition team, but now he has no impression of Mr. Ling at all, that is, he should be an ordinary person who is difficult to find in a crowd.

But at this moment, when Gu Yu noticed this person, he found that the center of this world seemed to be this man. It is difficult for you to be attracted by anything around you, only him in your eyes.

Obviously, not only Guyu, but everyone present had this feeling, but the eyes of everyone else were moving with Mr. Ling.

These eyes contain jealousy, admiration, guesswork, and stars~~~

Well, every woman who looks at Mr. Ling has stars in her eyes, especially Xiao Man'er. The stars in her eyes almost condense into a heart and pounce on her.

Mr. Ling is covered in black and his eyes are pure.

His black-soled shoes were stained with blood, making a very uncomfortable sound, but Mr. Ling didn't care at all, just like walking in the grass covered with flowers, leisurely and calm.

Mr. Ling squatted down and shone the corpse with a flashlight. Occasionally, he lifted the corner of the corpse with his left hand with his gloves. After a while, he said slowly:

"The corpse died for about 36 hours. Because the environment here is humid and warm and the bacteria are complex, the degree of corpse decay accelerates. The weapon is a sharp knife of the same length as the double-edged edge. The blade length is more than 20 cm and there is no blood groove, but there are bulging tendons on the back of the blade to replace the blood groove.

As far as I know, if you have such props that balance blade and convex rib shapes, now only the Russian Phoenix Saber, or rather, the Phoenix 2 Saber.

The deceased was stabbed diagonally from the bottom of the Danzhong point by this knife, diagonally penetrated the heart and the left lung lobes, immediately fatal, and the technique was clean and neat. He must be a person who understands the physiological structure of the human body very well.

Because the deceased died in an instant, the facial expressions solidified and the muscles were generally stretched and stretched. This can be judged that this person died suddenly by an acquaintance, and his facial expressions showed confusion and confusion.

The left palm print of the murderer has the characteristics of cross-cut lines, the left ring finger fingerprint is seriously worn and there is almost no missing piece of the left little finger. It is not caused by trauma, but because of deformity.”

Guyu was amazed:

"Damn, you can see so much in just a few glances? You can't see it even if you work and capital!"

He was surprised, but Lao Ta next to him looked frightened. He hurriedly squatted down and asked Mr. Ling:

"Are you sure the murderer's left hand is like this? How did you see it?"

Mr. Ling pointed to the neck of the corpse and said:

"Look here, look carefully, there are stained fingerprints. The murderer pinched the dead man's neck with his left hand, and the sludge and dust stained on his hands mixed with sweat, forming such a handprint, which is very shallow, but you can still see clearly when you look closely."

Lao Ta looked carefully and found that the palm lines gathered in this line were the clearest. There was an outer contour on the ring finger but no traces with finger belly. The little finger was very short but had fingerprints, which proved to be a deformity rather than a broken trauma.

Mr. Ling looked at Lao Ta and asked slowly until Lao Ta raised his neck:

"Who is the murderer? I know you know him!"
Chapter completed!
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