The Underworld Detective

There were more than a dozen tomb thieves. Huang Xiaotao only wore handcuffs, and she asked: "Do you know each other? ”

“Meet each other. We're all from a village!” One of them hurried.

“I'll give you a tip, you're accomplices, you can hold them for a few days at most, depending on your own cooperative attitude. I'll leave you some face, I won't torture you, you keep an eye on each other, who dares to escape to the first degree, the first person to report merit, acquit!” Huang Xiaotao's wise way.

These people immediately became honest, stared at each other, and walked back with us.

This scene is kind of funny. We followed a dozen depressed Qing Dynasty zombies behind us, just like the Maoshan Taoist who chased the body. Officer Choi, when they saw it, said shockingly, “What the hell is going on? ”

“A bunch of tomb thieves, quite creative!” Huang Xiaotao laughed.

I said, "There's another dead one in the woods that we can't take care of for the time being. There's a poison fog over there that may not have cleared up. Wait an hour and a half for us to collect the bodies. ”

Huang Xiaotao said worryingly: "The funeral is still on the corpse, won't you lose it? ”

Officer Choi immediately said, "Well, I'll keep an eye on it and wait for you. ”

I quickly stopped: "No, no, no, no. The killer may still be wandering in the woods. He has a very powerful poison fog. Don't act alone. It's too dangerous. Those broken tile canisters are missing and can be recovered, but there can be no more homicides. ”

When the archaeologists came back, I swept and found a few people there. Asked in plaid, "Have you seen Professor Sima? ”

“Oh no, the old professor's lost again?” Huang Xiaotao revealed his suspicious gaze.

"'He was the first to rush out,' said Roshu. 'We thought he was in the woods, so we asked you. ”

I shook my head, "We came from that side, never met."

I suddenly flashed my mind that the ancient war would have been Professor Sima's, no, obviously not the same height. But I swept the crowd, and there was no fitting height in it. The Yin spirits had one meter and eight heads, and they were in great shape.

The teammates talked and discussed whether to go to the woods or not. I thought for a moment and suddenly said: “He's probably in the grave! He was the first to rush out, probably to see if the funeral was missing. ”

“Yeah, why didn't I think of that!” Thank you to the man for slapping his thigh.

I greeted everyone to hurry back and came to the grave door. I asked the others to stay outside and walked in with instructors Huang Xiaotao and Choi.

The burial objects on both sides of the tomb were definitely missing. Looking around, Professor Sima was not seen, Huang Xiaotao said: “Looks like he didn't come in. ”

“No!” I walked up to the steps and picked up a crowbar from the floor: “Open the sarcophagus. ”

“He didn't necessarily leave this crowbar, maybe the burglars left it.” Huang Xiaotao.

“If you come in, you might want to take a look. ”

So I walked over to the edge of the sarcophagus, and the sarcophagus cover was heavy, but I could also slowly pry through a gap with the use of leverage, and as the gap widened to a palm, I could clearly see a very familiar piece of clothing underneath.

“Help!” I say hello and work with Officer Choi to push the sarcophagus.

Only Professor Sima was seen lying there, his eyes staring round, the blood vessels on his throat drumming up like earthworms, and showing an ominous purple red color with a horrible death form.

His pupils had diffused, and I tried his veins with my fingers and sighed: "Dead! ”

“How could this happen? Could the murderer be separated?” Instructor Choi was scared.

“I'll go get some tools, and we'll get the body out of here first. ”

As we left the tomb, when we heard that the professor had died in the tomb, the team members were shocked and the two girls even covered their faces and cried. Civilian workers came together, and I asked one of them, "Didn't you see Professor Sima go into the tomb? ”

They said no, and I asked Roshuzhong, "You and the professor live in a tent. When did he get out? ”

Roshuzhong replied: “I don't know the exact time, it's early anyway. ”

I went on to say, "Between us, or after us. ”

Roshu yelled angrily: “I don't know, I was in the tent. I didn't know you were out there. You can ask Lou Xiaotian. ”

"'I slept so hard I didn't know anything,' said Xie Ding. 'It was Roshu who woke me up before I knew what had happened. ”

I asked the civilian workers for a tarp, and I was going to ask Song Xingsheng to help me move the body. After all, my right hand was wearing plaster. When I found him, I found him sitting on a box outside the tent, and Sun Bingxin was checking his eyes.

I was slightly surprised and asked, "What happened to your eyes? ”

Song Xingshen replied faintly: “It may have been poisonous smoke and his gaze was a little blurred. ”

I felt a pain for a moment: “Why didn't you just say it? ”

“I'm afraid it might affect you.” Song Xing Chen Dao.

It seems that the poisonous cigarette enters the blood vessels and functions through the mucous membrane in his eyes. My heart is very delicate, Sun Bingxin suggested: “I washed it with medical alcohol for Brother Star. ”

I said, "Go to the hospital, now! ”

Song Xingsheng waved: “No, I have taken the poison to understand it. Young Master, leave me alone at this juncture, the murder just happened, the murderer will probably take the opportunity to destroy some clues. ”

I understand that naturally. I said, "If anything happens to you, I can't be relieved of Sun Bingxin. If you go to the hospital with Song Xingxing, tell me that his eyes are all right. You can stay in the city for a while. There are a few things to test tomorrow. ”

Sun Bing nodded. “Okay, I'll call an ambulance now. ”

Song Xingshen is still a little worried about me: “I'm not being too careful with you. ”

Since Song Xingxing was injured, I could only ask a civilian worker to help move the body, but they all tabooed the matter. Xie Dingman said to himself at this time: “Let's go! ”

I said, "No, you're not allowed in the crime scene. ”

Roshu's neutral is on fire: “What do you mean, suspect us? ”

I looked around the people and said, "Although this is a bit ugly, that's what I mean, you have to avoid it now! ”

The others complained and walked away. Huang Xiaotao said: "I'll move with Officer Choi! ”

We went back to the graveyard, wrapped the body in a waterproof cloth and brought it out. I looked into the coffin, and there was a dead bone lying in it, because the bones had been taupe-brown for a long time, and the layers of clothing on the dead bones had already decayed like a broken cotton flock.

At this point, a drop of blood fell on the dead bone, and I leaned down towards the inside of the sarcophagus, only to see a scratch on it and a trace of blood, which appeared to have just been caught.

And then I found something on the dead bone, an empty inhaled vial. I took it out with a paper pad and sniffed it close to the mouth of the inhalation, which had a stinging garlic smell.

I looked around, and the footprints on the ground were messy, obviously left behind by the tomb thieves, so I couldn't tell if Professor Sima came in alone or with anyone else.

Huang Xiaotao called me outside: "Song Yang, what are you doing in there? ”

I came outside to show her the evidence I found: “This could be the means by which the killer poisoned him. ”

“The one who can poison the bottle must be the one next to Professor Sima.” Yellow peach's face sank.

“Don't rush the autopsy. Go to his tent!” I'll take the first step.