The Underworld Detective

Chapter 681: The Truth About Ghostly Crying

Leaving the tomb, Professor Sima asked with concern: "Any clues? ”

I don't want to reveal it, because I suspect the killer was among these people, so I let them seal the grave door again with a box in three words.

Just now, I dug my hand shovel and threw it on the ground. I couldn't take it up and tucked it under my clothes. Huang Xiaotao twisted: “Well, you've done the business of holding sheep by hand. Why are you stealing graves by yourself at night? ”

I said, "If there's a beautiful corpse like you lying in the grave, I'll definitely come. ”

“You piece of shit!” Huang Xiaotao reached out and pulled my ear.

I begged, “By the way, get me a bamboo barrel, or some kind of barrel object, I'll be useful at night. ”

Sun Bingxin asked: "I bought a couple of rolls of musical chips, okay? ”

I nodded: “Absolutely. This is a better quality than a bamboo barrel. Eat up and give me the empty barrel. ”

Sun Bingxin saluted the gift and said with a smile: “Promise to accomplish the task. ”

Song Xingshen and Officer Choi are here too. The archaeological team arranged two tents for us, one for three men and one for two girls.

The night of the archaeological team was rather boring. The team chatted around the fire and read the novel. I didn't find Roshu in it. I immediately asked a young and thankful team member, “What about Roshu? ”

Xie Ding man said to the tent: “He's writing a thesis in there, he's a schoolmaster!” Go ahead and read his book, "The Years I Touched Captain Kim."

Sun Bing sighed: “Scholar is always easily crowded, everywhere. ”

Huang Xiaotao said: "Looks like Miss Sun has everything she needs! ”

“Though I'm a bully, I'm so cute and popular at school. ”

“Then you play with us all the time and never see you hanging out with your classmates. ”

Huang Xiaotao revealed with a pinch of blood. Sun Bing's heart covered his chest like a heartache: “Sister Xiaotao, would you like to be so sharp? ”

I remember Sun Bingxin skipped grade two times when she went to elementary school. She was younger than her classmates, combined with studying hard and hard work, and Sun Tiger being strictly in charge, it was understandable that there were no friends in the school.

I asked Sun Bingxin if the test results were available. She replied: "The poison in the lungs of the deceased is calcium phosphide. This thing reacts violently when it comes to water, but there is another organic poison that I have not tested. ”

Calcium phosphorus alone can be fatal, and I asked, "Are you sure the second one is poisonous? ”

“I tested mice, and it was poison.” Sun Bingxin replied.

“What about the dirt on the victim? ”

Sun Bing's expression was exaggerated: “Speak up and don't freak out. I asked an uncle from the appraisal center to help me test it. He used the carbon 14 cut-off appraisal method. Those earthly years actually had more than a thousand years! ”

Huang Xiaotao was shocked: “Really? ”

“It's true!” Sun Bingxin is guaranteed.

I sincerely gave Sun Bingxin the earthen sample I had just taken and told her: “This was taken in the tomb, one containing poison, suspected to be the same as the poison in the victim's body; the other was found on the killer's footprint, and you also used the carbon 14 identification method to see if this guy was an old monster crawling out of his coffin. ”

Huang Xiaotao asked: "Footprints? Did you take a picture? ”

“I took one and it looked like an ancient pair of boots that I would recognize if I saw again.” Speaking of which, I remembered that Song Xingsheng knew more about ancient clothing, so I asked him to identify it.

Soon, Song Xingshen said: “There is an anti-sliding wire net at the bottom. This is what Tang Song Dynasty Wu wore, and it should go with armor. ”

Officer Choi opened his mouth in shock: “Is it really...”

“No, no, let's get down to business. Let's not rush to conclusions. The killer's skepticism is just to make us think about it, but I'm not going to eat it.” I laughed.

After discussing the case, Huang Xiaotao picked up a large bag of supplies that Sun Bingxin had bought and asked: "Sister Sun, why didn't you buy skin care products? ”

Sun Bing spit his tongue: “I thought you brought it. Don't you bring it every time? ”

Huang Xiaotao smiled bitterly: “I forgot this time. ”

Then the ponytail came over and said: "I have some Dabao sod honey here, why don't you use it first. ”

Huang Xiaotao's eyes lit up: “Thank you so much! ”

At around 9: 00, Professor Sima told everyone to go to sleep and leave a private worker for the night, with extra pay.

We went into the tent, and I said to Officer Choi, "I'm so sorry that you came to such a difficult place! ”

“No, no, no, no, no, no, no.” Officer Choi was somewhat flattered.

“By the way, take a break. I'm going to do a little 'little action'. I'll say hello first, and I'll try not to bother you.” My mysterious reminder.

“Do you want a light?” Officer Choi asked.

“No, the lights are off.” I said.

Officer Choi turned off the lights and went to bed. I told Song Xingsheng not to fall asleep. Then he shoveled a hole in the ground with his hand, inserted the chip cartridge and filled the area with dirt.

Song Xingshen recognized at a glance: "Listening to voice recognition? ”

I laughed, "Yes! ”

This method was not original to me. When the Qing army fought the Taiping kingdom, the Taiping kingdom dug the city, and the Qing army buried the tile tank on the ground, allowing the soldiers to sit there and listen to the noise. Although it is a dirt method, it can find the direction of the tunnel accurately.

Officer Choi said that strange movements come from the ground every night, so I want to know, where did this‘ strange movement ’come from?

After that, I lay on my bed and closed my eyes, while Song Xingsheng sat on another marching bed to rest. Around eleven o'clock, suddenly there was a shady movement coming. It sounded a little like wind. Gradually, a woman's grudging cry appeared inside. In this atmosphere, it was really creepy.

As soon as I turned around and put my ears on the chip holder, Song Xingsheng grabbed his knife and was ready to rush out.

I closed my eyes and listened for a while, screaming, "Seven o'clock! Hurry up!”

We rushed out immediately and ran in that direction. In the end, no one was seen. Song Xingsheng pointed to a place and said: "Young master, look! ”

A piece was raised on the ground, and I handed it to Song Xingsheng, who dug it twice and proposed a bag from the dirt containing a recorder that was playing a horrible sound at the highest volume.

Song Xingsheng turned it off. I looked around. There seemed to be some footprints on the ground. Without waiting for me to observe carefully, suddenly a scream came from behind me. It was Sun Bingxin's voice.

I was afraid something would happen to Sun Bingxin. I hurried to her tent and asked outside: “What's wrong? ”

Sun Bingxin's voice was distorted by fright: “Brother Song Yang, there is... something licking my face...”

Huang Xiaotao said: “When I just fell asleep, I felt something licking my hand. I thought it was a dream. ”

I said, "Can I come in? ”

“Come in!” Huang Xiaotao said.

I walked into the tent, turned on the lights, and saw Sun Bing Heart. I almost laughed. Huang Xiaotao was lying in a kimono, but Sun Bing Heart was wearing a pajama with a bear pattern.

I noticed an arched piece at the bottom of the tent. I picked up Yellow Peach's hand and looked at Sun Bing-hearted's cheek, leaving some slippery liquid on it.

I remember those two girls mentioning it. Is there really a pervert who puts his head in there and licks people? But the opening at the bottom of the tent is tiny, don't say a person, can't even get into his head unless he's a tongue monster.

I looked to the ground and saw a small row of footprints, and suddenly I understood...