"Boss, what's going on?"

As Cheng Fang walked, he observed what was going on in the dark area outside the radial range of the searchlight. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

She walked to Wu Min's side, still on alert, turned her back to Wu Min, and asked softly.

But Wu Min didn't speak, and Cheng Fang, who was a little worried, simply turned around, she wanted to see what Wu Min was doing.

As a result, as soon as Cheng Fang turned around, she saw that in front of her, five meters away under the illumination of searchlights, there was a wall, a dirty wall.

Cheng Fang looked at the strange marks and stains on the wall, and asked strangely, "What is this?"

"We're late......" Wu Min pointed to the wall in front of him and pointed slightly upward, his voice hoarse and low.

Cheng Fang's gaze followed the direction of his finger, and the searchlight in Wu Min's hand also moved up with her gaze.

When the light hit the wall and there was something, Cheng Fang's eyes widened at first, her pupils shrunk, and she tried her best to see what she was seeing, whether it was what she guessed......

When she finally felt that she could be sure, she felt a twitch and gasp, but the stench of her mouth and nose in an instant made her instinctively cover her mouth and want to vomit.

What's that, a man's foot?

Cheng Fang vaguely identified the two black and purple objects hanging in front of the wall.

The reason she guessed that it was a pair of human feet was because when she followed the pair of black and purple objects and quickly looked up, she saw something that looked like human legs.

The color is also purple and black, maybe red, and there are other colors of liquid flowing on it, but because Cheng Fang is still some distance away from this hanging thing, the sky is not yet bright, she can't see it completely.

Looking up again, it looks like a person's pelvis, as well as the waist, body, arms, above, and a face!

She could see that it was a face, even though one of the eyes on this face was gone, only a black one remained, and the other eyeball had flowed out of its socket.

Suffocated, Cheng Fang only felt her blood rushing into her head, and she was about to suffocate.

Hanging on the wall was a highly decomposed corpse.

The corpse appears to have been tied with rope to the base of the arms on either side, all the way to the beams of the roof.

The specific method is still waiting for them to come forward and carefully study it.

However, that's not all.

Wu Min's searchlight moved to the right again.

Another pair of dangling feet!

It's just that these feet are easier to identify.

However, even so, those feet were no longer the color of normal humans.

There should be green spots on it, or something else, that looks smudge-like.

Looking further up, I saw the man's face all the time, with two swollen eyeballs on his face, and a head of hair that had not fallen out!

Woman, this is a woman!

It was only at this time that Cheng Fang recognized the gender of the person hanging on the wall.

She turned her head to the left again, and looked at the dead body she saw for the first time, "Woman, this is also a woman." She muttered to herself.

At this time, Xiao Hai also walked to their side, "Boss, there is no one here." ”

After the report, he subconsciously covered his mouth, "Wow, what is this?"

He smelled a strong stench of corpses.

As he spoke, he looked towards the light, then froze, and then turned his head and walked somewhere else, trying to vomit.

On the other side, Xiaopang and Tianyou also rushed over.

The living rotting corpse was displayed in front of the two of them, and they both pinched their noses and endured their discomfort.

Wu Min didn't delay any longer, he picked up the phone and dialed into the bureau, he needed to find a forensic doctor who specialized in identifying the body, and other police officers who cooperated with the scene.

And just when Wu Min made a call, Cheng Fang took Wu Min's searchlight and shone it to the right of the second corpse he saw just now.

It's not over yet.

To the right of the two corpses, she saw another pair of feet!

There was also a corpse.

Cheng Fang looked at it carefully.

This corpse is more "fresh" than the previous two, that is, it looks far less rotten than the previous two.

This time, she could clearly identify a pair of human feet, human legs, and a female body, a human head with a bowed head, and long hair.

Cheng Fang looked at it, and unconsciously, a person walked towards the three corpses in front of him, step by step.

She took a few steps forward, and at this moment, she was closer to the second body, her searchlight shining upward.

Cheng Fang found that there was an obvious bullet hole in the stomach of the second body.

It should have been a shot from a gun.

Cheng Fang is not sure what kind of gun this is.

She looked closely around the bullet hole, and as a result, she soon found a similar wound.

In this way, the second corpse had two wounds on the stomach that looked like bullets.

Outside the wounds left by these two bullet holes, there were traces that went down to the corpse's feet.

It's like a stream of water, flowing down.

Blood, it should be blood.

The smudges on this corpse should be bloodstains.

Bloodstains, constantly flowing down until they dried up.

Is this how they all died?

Thinking of this, Cheng Fang looked to the right, the third latest corpse.

Sure enough, she found bullet holes in the stomach of the third deceased.

This time, she saw three wounds on this person's body that looked like bullet holes.

There were three, one more than the dead one in the middle.

Cheng Fang almost forgot to cover her mouth and nose, she took a few more steps forward, and now, she was closer to the three corpses.

She walked over to the third body.

There were three holes on this woman's stomach, and Cheng Fang felt that she seemed to be able to see that blood was still gurgling out of this wound.

She looked at the traces of blood coming out.

Cheng Fang suddenly found that the blood stains on this corpse were not only traces flowing from these three bullet holes.

There were also traces of leakage from other places, and, as her gaze moved, she saw different small wounds.

These small wounds, unlike the three obvious bullet holes in the stomach of the corpse, looked like they had been pierced one by one with a tiny awl.

Some are bigger, some are smaller, but they are all on the corpses, shedding small holes one by one.

In these small holes, tiny traces of blood flowed out.

Previously, at first glance from a distance, the corpse appeared stained, but not noticeable.

Now that I look closely, it looks like thousands of tiny black worms, crawling on the corpse, densely packed, as if wriggling. (To be continued.) )