Together, we pulled the flower messenger out of the water.

At this moment, the flower messenger's face was pale, and his whole body was trembling.

He covered his stomach with both hands, and a large stream of blood continued to pour out of it, staining all his clothes and pants with a layer of blood red, flowing down his thighs and into the sea, which was shocking.

I took away his hand that was covering the wound, and saw that a large hole had been torn in his abdomen, and his intestines were flowing out of the wound with blood, and in the blink of an eye, a large pool appeared, and the situation was so terrible that people did not dare to look at it directly.

It's a desert island, and we only have a simple first aid kit and bandages, which we still have in the camp.

Even if it was taken immediately, with such a serious injury as the Flower Protector, and after soaking in the sea water for so long, anyone could see that it was already lacking in skills.

The messenger trembled, his bloodstained hands grabbed my arm, and said with difficulty, "I...... I'm not a murderer...... No...... I am...... Police Detective ......"

I looked miserable, shook his hand hard, and said that we know that we are all wrong about you.

The Flower Messenger smiled weakly, and his eyes began to fog, as if they were covered with a layer of water vapor.

Seeing that his time was short, I hurriedly asked, "Is that pistol yours?" What mission did you come to the island? ”

"No...... It's not ......"

The flower messenger was angry, and his voice was intermittent.

He told us that although he was a police detective by profession, he was here to play on the island this time, and he planned to propose to the goddess.

The pistol was found by accident in the fish compartment of the fishing boat that brought us, and the sensitivity of his profession made him feel that there might be something wrong with it, so he did not alarm everyone, and found an opportunity to bury the pistol when he went to the island.

After the death of the goddess, because we didn't believe him, and it was unclear that we were blamed, we planned and began to secretly investigate from the large army to find the real culprit.

He also fired the gunshots from Yutou Beach yesterday afternoon, because he saw two black shadows attacking the Koreans, and he had to do so in a hurry to alert us in the front mountain.

"Vivi...... My Vivi ......"

After saying these words, the flower messenger muttered the name of the goddess, slowly closed his eyes, and died of serious injuries.

Watching the flower messenger die, everyone's hearts were indescribably heavy. When we landed on the island, there were eighteen of us, but now at least four lives have been lost, how can we not be sentimental......

Thinking back to what the flower messenger said, it is not difficult to see that the boatman who sent us to the island was obviously in league with the tour company and the descendants of the residents of this desert island.

I am afraid that the purpose of his gun was that he was afraid that we would regret it halfway and would not be willing to use it for persecution after landing on the island.

Now that things have basically come to light, the secrets hidden on the desert island, the disappearance of people, and the homicide cases have almost all been solved.

And the body of the goddess who disappeared should have been used by the evil spirit on the island or the psychic goddess and trained into a zombie. The black shadow that Da Xiong saw at that time should be the goddess who came back from the dead, which is why he had such a big reaction.

It's just that the underground altar and the secret passage have collapsed, and I don't know what happened to our companions who entered with us.

There is another point that I don't understand, and that is why the good underground altar suddenly collapsed, which is somewhat inexplicable.

The camp on the beach is our base camp, and if the people who entered the secret passage with us managed to escape, they would definitely run there to meet.

Thinking of this, we didn't have time to rest, so we took the corpse of the flower messenger and began to rush to the camp.

The Korean guy who could speak sporadic Chinese, although he escaped from the altar, lost his companion, and the expression on his face was sad.

Even so, he took off his T-shirt, tied up the wounds of the flower messenger to prevent the intestines from flowing out, and then took the initiative to lift the body back and forth with the fat man, and followed us to the camp.

From the way he looked at me, I read a hint of respect.

Respect is never by words, but by deeds!

Before I could reach the camp, I saw three people sitting by the campfire, and there seemed to be one lying on the ground.

Just by looking at the figures of these three people, I could easily tell that two of them were orange cats and Maruko, and one person surprised me, he turned out to be a suicidal man.

When they saw us return to the camp, they all stood up and gathered around. Seeing that the flower messenger was dead, and the missing photo maniac had returned with the Korean guy, the faces of the three of them changed greatly, and they looked at us with doubts.

It was only then that I realized that the man lying by the campfire was a corpse.

The corpse had apparently been soaked in the sea for a long time, the skin around it was swollen and white, its legs and one arm were strangely broken, and the wounds were covered with fragments of bones and rotten flesh.

Looking closer, I couldn't help but be stunned. This corpse was none other than the boatman who drove the boat to take us to the island!

Not only me, but also the fat man and the photo maniac and the Korean guy were all surprised.

The suicidal man's face was terrified, and he shuddered that the boatman's body had been washed up on the beach by the waves and found by him.

Looking closely at this corpse, it is obvious that it has not just died, and at least it has been floating on the sea for a few days, and even the blood in the body has flowed!

You know, today is the fifth day of our landing on the island, and according to the plan, the boatman should come to pick everyone up the day after tomorrow, but at this moment he died inexplicably.

Although I have learned from the confession of the mysterious man and the last words of the flower messenger, I already know that the boatman and the travel company that organized the event are traps for the descendants of the desert island residents, and he even carries a pistol.

But why did he die? Or is the death so tragic? And who is the murderer of him?!

The corpses drifted from the sea, obviously it couldn't have been done by our group, the descendants of those desert island dwellers? But they were originally in a gang, so why should they kill their own companions? This obviously doesn't make sense.

As the so-called "wave after wave of unevenness", I thought that the dark clouds had dissipated when many mysteries were just revealed, but the strange death of this boatman made things more and more confusing, just like the gloomy sky above my head at this moment.

What's more, the boatman died, so will the boat that picked us up from the island still come?

We sat down by the campfire with a heavy heart, told the three of us what happened to us in the underground altar, and explained how the big bear was the murderer, the goddess turned into a zombie, and the flower messenger died.

I also told you about the goddess, the old lady who stole the Dragon Balls, and my analysis of the evil spirit of Mazu on the island.

"I really didn't expect that the big bear turned out to be a murderer, and the flower messenger is still a police ......"

Maruko sighed a little sadly.

"Alas...... are all trapped by love words! ”

"We are all cultivators, what evil spirit can influence the time of several generations? It's incredible! ”

The orange cat's emotional lines are thicker, but he is full of suspicions about the curse on the desert island.

"And the resurrection of the dead, the three souls and seven spirits of a person are scattered, at most they can become zombies and come back to life? Never die? Isn't this a fairy?! ”