When his consciousness swept through every place in the range, Ling Zikai retreated with some disappointment. Within a radius of fifty kilometers, no trace was found.

I saw a lot of animals in the forest, such as wild boars, squirrels, mountain hares, roe deer, etc., but I didn't see rare Siberian tigers, Xing'an leopards, brown bears and other animals.

Ling Zikai glanced at Su Guoer, who was worshipping a thousand-year-old red pine, and asked:

"Which direction do you think we're going to look for first?"

Suguoer said: "There is a Bangmao Mountain in the east of the old forest, which is a place where wild ginseng grows more, and ordinary mountain visitors like to go there, and I don't know if Sister Cuckoo will go there." ”

Ling Zikai asked, "Do you know what animals those poachers like to poach?"

"The ones they hit the most are roe deer and millet deer, as for the Hung Yen leopard, black bear, Siberian tiger and the like, even if they find it, they generally don't dare to fight, after all, poaching the country's rare animals, caught to be sentenced to a very heavy crime. ”

Ling Zikai pondered for a moment and asked, "Do you know a place where roe deer often come out?"

"Generally speaking, roe deer prefer to live in groups, and they are more concentrated in the northern woods. What is this for, you ask?"

"If Sister Cuckoo really has a conflict with the poachers, then the conflict should be in an area frequented by wild beasts, so we might as well go to the north to find it first. ”

Su Guoer felt that Ling Zikai's words were reasonable, and nodded in agreement.

The two of them did not stay long, and walked to the north of the old forest. Sugor whistled and told the three hounds to disperse and burrow into the forest to reconnoitre.

After walking for nearly an hour, Ling Zikai suddenly shook his body and shouted at Su Guoer: "Follow me!"

Without waiting for Sugor to respond, he turned his horse's head and ran down a ridge on the left to the foot of the mountain, seeing what seemed to be found.

Sugol followed with some confusion. Seeing Ling Zikai leading the way in front, turning around and turning around, he often bypassed in advance before the cliff or thorn bushes appeared, and he seemed to be very familiar with the terrain of the mountain, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

Seeing that Ling Zikai's speed was very fast, and he would lose his figure if he was not careful, Su Guoer was afraid that he would lose it, so he didn't dare to slack off, so he raised his spirit and followed closely behind.

It didn't take long for them to reach the bottom of the mountain.

In front of it is a narrow valley with lush larches growing at the bottom and a stream running through it.

The water is so clear that the pebbles at the bottom of the stream can be clearly seen.

Ling Zikai rode his horse into the stream and walked along the stream to the outside of the valley. Sugol followed behind and shouted:

"Where are you going? This is the Dagan River, a tributary of the Xing'an River, and you can walk out of the Xing'an Mountains by following the stream. ”

Ling Zikai didn't answer, but his face was a little gloomy. Turning a col, a white object suddenly appeared by the stream.

When he came to him, it turned out to be the corpse of a white horse, lying on all fours by the stream.

Su Guoer exclaimed: "Ouch, this is Sister Cuckoo's hunting horse, why did you die here?"

Ling Zikai had found the body of the white horse in his consciousness before, and vaguely felt a little familiar, it seemed to be the white horse in Du Juan's house that he had seen before, but he was not sure, so he hurried over. At this time, he received confirmation from Sugol's mouth, and his heart sank. Obviously, the death of the white horse means that something must have happened to the cuckoo in the mountains.

The two rolled over and dismounted, carefully examining the carcass.

It looked like the white horse had been dead for days, and the body was beginning to decompose. There was blood on the horse's head, and there was a hole the size of an egg next to the ear, with black blood scabs, and it looked like he had been shot.

Su Guoer was furious, his eyes widened into fists, like an angry Xing'an leopard ready to pounce and bite at any time.

In the minds of the Durenk people, hunting horses and hunting dogs are just like their own relatives, and killing a white horse is equivalent to killing a relative, how can Sugor not be angry! He took the shotgun from his back, put it in his hand, and looked around at the surrounding woods.

Ling Zikai stood up and walked towards the forest on the left side of the stream. He knew that there were three other people in that forest, although it was difficult to be sure from the decoration of the other party whether they were murderers or not, but once they appeared nearby, they naturally had to ask.

The three hounds also seemed to sense that something was going on in the woods and were the first to go inside.

A moment later, there was a wild barking in the woods.

Hearing the barking of dogs, Su Guoer's face changed, and he ran quickly into the forest.

Although Ling Zikai had the consciousness and energy of the ancestral god, the speed of climbing the mountain on foot was obviously a big step behind Su Guoer, who had grown up in the mountains since he was a child, and he lost his trace before he followed far, so he could only lock the direction with his consciousness first.

When he approached his target, he only heard the barking of dogs coming from a birch forest in front of him, mixed with Sugol's angry howl.

Immediately, a cold cry came into his ears: "Stop, if you want to take a step forward, I'll shoot!"

"Raised by a son of a bitch, Lao Tzu is going to skin you and throw them into the wolf's den to feed the wolves!"

Hearing Su Guoer's frantic voice, Ling Zikai hurried and ran into the forest.

I saw Su Gol holding a shotgun in his hand, confronting the three people, and even the three hounds surrounded the three people on three sides, just waiting for Su Gol's order, they were going to rush up and bite each other.

The three on the other side were all young people in their twenties, wearing battlefield camouflage uniforms. One of them sat on the ground, holding his left foot with his hand, and there were blood stains on his foot, as if he had been injured, and his face was painful, and he gritted his teeth to prevent himself from making a sound.

The other two stood by and guarded their companions, both with pistols in their hands. One person kept on three hounds

dangle between them to prevent them from popping up. The other pointed his gun at Sugol.

When the three of them saw Ling Zikai coming over, their guards became even heavier.

"What's going on?" Ling Zikai asked Su Guoer.

"As soon as I entered the woods, they pointed guns at me, they must not be good people!"

Su Guoer spoke to Ling Zikai and signaled him not to panic with his eyes.

It looked like there were three people on the other side, but one was injured and had difficulty moving. And there are two people on his side, plus three fierce hounds, and if he really wants to fight, he will not necessarily lose.

Although Su Guoer didn't know what kind of combat power Ling Zikai had, with the power of those hands alone to throw boulders, it was enough to deal with the other party.

Perhaps seeing that Ling Zikai didn't have any weapons in his hands, the young man who pointed the gun at Su Guoer said:

"Fellow, you must have misunderstood! Just now this fellow rushed into the forest with a shotgun, and we thought we had encountered a poacher, so we took out our gun. ”

Su Guoer shouted: "Brother, don't believe him! Grandpa said that those who dare to point a gun at you are the enemy!"

The young man saw that Su Guoer was a dumbfounder, so he ignored him, and just said to Ling Zikai: "Fellow, we are border guards of the Northern Provincial Military Region, and we are on a mission! If you don't believe me, you can take a look at my documents." ”

As he spoke, the young man took out a small red notebook and was about to step forward and hand it to Ling Zikai.

Su Guoer, who was next to him, pulled the bolt of the gun and said, "Don't stand still, don't come." ”

The man smiled bitterly, and had no choice but to throw the document over and land at Ling Zikai's feet.

Ling Zikai took the document and opened it to look at it, which showed the number of the Special Service Brigade of the Frontier Detachment of the Xing'an Provincial Armed Police Corps of the Chinese Armed Police Force, and Zhang Jun was written in the name column, with the position of deputy captain of the Second Squadron and the rank of lieutenant.

Ling Zikai couldn't help but glance at him a few more times when he saw that Zhang Jun looked like he was in his early twenties, but he was already a lieutenant and deputy captain. I saw that he looked mediocre, but his black eyes were as bright and dazzling as obsidian, shining with an awe-inspiring heroic aura. Under the seemingly calm eye waves, there are sharp eyes hidden in them, and they are also looking at themselves.

Ling Zikai couldn't be sure of the authenticity of the documents, but he still chose to believe in the identity of the other party in his heart, and threw the documents back to the other party at the moment, saying:

"Since it's a misunderstanding, then both sides should put away their guns!"

Su Guoer was a little reluctant, but remembered that he had promised to obey Ling Zikai's arrangement after entering the mountain when he made a bet before, so he put away the shotgun, but did not call back the hounds, and still let them surround each other, just in case.

Zhang Jun also motioned to his comrades to take back their guns, and then asked, "Fellow, what are you doing in the old forest?"

Although Ling Zikai chose to believe that the other party was an armed police soldier, it did not mean that he completely trusted the other party. After all, there are counterfeit documents flying all over the world in today's society, not to mention a lieutenant's officer ID, and even the certificate with the rank of major general has someone who dares to fake it. Then he said casually:

"Now is the good season to release the mountains, and our brothers go into the old forest to try their luck. The carcass of a white horse was found outside by the stream, and when he heard the barking of the hounds, he went into the woods to see what was going on. ”

After a pause, Ling Zikai asked tentatively, "Is that white horse yours, and how was it shot?"

Su Guoer was a little confused when he heard Ling Zikai's words, and thought to himself, Didn't I tell you just now, it was Sister Cuckoo's hunting horse, why did you still ask if it was theirs?

Su Guoer, who was innocent by nature, naturally didn't understand the scheming in Ling Xiaokai's words, and just wanted to remind him a few words, but when he saw Ling Zikai, he glanced at himself, and hinted in his eyes that he should not interject.

Su Guoer muttered in his heart: As far as you southerners, you talk roundaboutly, and you are not happy at all!

Zhang Jun shook his head and said, "We have seen the body of the white horse, and it died there before we came. Judging by the wounds of the horse's corpse, it should have been killed from a distance with a Russian-style rifle. The man who fired the gun had a good marksmanship, and a shot hit the horse's head, and the bullet used was a modified flowering bullet, and from the outside, the hole of the gun was not large, but the inside of the horse's head should have been smashed to pieces by the bullet. ”

Ling Zikai nodded secretly: He is worthy of being a soldier, dealing with guns all day long, and he can analyze many things from the wound alone. If you can deduce from the other party's analysis who the murderer of Hakuba is, you can know who is plotting against the cuckoo! He asked:

"In your opinion, who should have shot him?"