The first thing that caught my eye was something with unusual colors, and it took me a long time to realize that it was a mural on the ceiling, but the color of the mural was falling off and forming a piece of color, which looked a little strange.

The scene I saw next was actually not much shocked in my heart. Shocking, this feeling has basically been used up in the past forty hours. Ever since I saw that mountain of corpses, there shouldn't have been anything that could have left me in shock. It's the same this time, the only feeling I have is that it's finally here.

On the third level of the dome, in addition to the curved ceiling, there are also ceiling beams distributed on the sides, which are supported by upright stone pillars, a total of six stone pillars, supporting six sections of heavenly beams.

Above these beams, almost as high as the dome, there hung strange things one by one, which gave me some familiar feeling.

On the shelves used for the growth of gourds, this is the feeling of falling from the vines one by one.

The light finally settled on top of one of the suspensions, and as soon as the suspensions were completely clear, I knew how stupid that conjecture was.

Hanging from the beams were several people in outdoor clothing. You don't have to guess who they are, they must be members of the expedition team, and the approximate number is basically right.

At this time, I didn't feel any sadness or unease, only depression, and now I had no interest in guessing the cause of those things. Even at the time, the biggest question of why these people were hanging from the beams was not noticed at all.

The only thing in my heart is, is Lu Chuan, a bastard, really dead? This is not a distrust of the facts, nor is it unacceptable. It's a feeling that I can't explain and I don't understand.

It seemed like only a few seconds, and it seemed like more than ten minutes had passed. In short, the fat man broke the silence that had been maintained for a long time.

"Looks like it's all here." The fat man counted the corpses hanging from the sky beam with his hand before he came up with such a sentence.

Suddenly, he said, "That's not right, aren't there ten people in the file?" Why are there only nine now? Confused, he continued to count a few more times, but the final number was still above nine.

I moved forward a little like a snail, and I also looked at the corpse hanging from the top. Now in this situation, there is no need to look at their life and death.

It was as if they had been hanged, and it was impossible to see what was hanging from them, but only to see that it was wrapped around their necks and hanging them from the beam.

I deliberately didn't look closely at their faces, because I probably knew what kind of expression people would look like when they were hanged, and the gravity of their bodies would make their tongues stick out, and their faces would twist and become very weird.

The fat man gasped, "It's really one missing, who are these people hung up by?" His face looked uneasy, and it didn't make sense that he would have such an expression.

I think this again, not because I think the fat man is a cold-blooded and heartless person, but because these days of getting along with me have taught me that he doesn't show sadness and similar emotions on his face.

But I really wasn't in the mood to think about it anymore, and I couldn't breathe because of an invisible sense of oppression. What to do next, my mind went blank.

"It's a little bad to hang like this, so we still have to get them down first." The fat man knocked on the stone pillar on the side. When he saw that I didn't react for a long time, he repeated it again.

"Ah...... Yes, it has to be taken down. "I was stunned, and after a long time, the fat man was already trying to climb the pillar. His fat body looks very funny.

While crawling hard, he turned his head to me and said, "I have said that your mind is often wandering, it is a disease, and it must be cured." ”

I interrupted his taunt with a casual recall.

At this time, I went to observe the scene under the beam, and when I saw the fat man climbing the stone pillar, I was already a little puzzled, wondering why the fat man had to climb up.

When I walked up to me, I found that the fat man was also helpless. The entire six huge stone pillars that supported the sky beam were completely empty and there was nothing around them.

This question comes very directly, and there is no possibility of climbing up with the help of external forces. I looked overhead and saw that the beams and pillars were not connected to the dome, as if the Stonehenge-like structure was entirely decorative.

So how did they get hung up? I was puzzled.

"This grandma's pillar seems to be anointed with oil, and she can't even catch it." After several unsuccessful attempts, the fat man stood aside and looked at the top of the pillar.

"Is it strange that your fat can climb up?"

"Hey, don't say it, if it was when I was still slim, let alone such a short pillar, I could rub it on twice as high."

"Haha, don't you blow the cowhide out, just when you're still slim?" I taunted him twice, and then walked over and beckoned him to drag me.

Just when I look at the pillars, I always have a feeling that it is easy to climb up. This is probably a misjudgment of my own abilities after climbing the city wall at that time, and now that I think about it, the skill required between the two is quite huge.

The most fatal thing is that I can't even wrap around the pillar, this stone pillar is so thick, I struggle to hold it, and it is still half the length of my arm.

Even if he barely clamped the pillar like this, it slipped down in less than half a meter, but this pillar was at least ten meters up, and even if it was supported by a fat man, it was far away.

The fat man scratched his crotch, a little helpless. At this time, I saw his eyes gradually notice my lower body, and I felt furious when I saw it.

"You take your pants off." The fat man said suddenly.

I was even more surprised, and I said what the fuck do you want to do. Then he scolded: "Fuck your uncle." ”

The fat man sighed: "You fat grandfather, I don't like this." I wanted to make a climbing tool out of your pants. ”

I just calmed down, but I still didn't want to take it off. Now that's all I have left, I don't want to be like a fat man, with just a pair of panties left.

Immediately, a new method appeared in front of my eyes, and after the fat man asked me to no avail, both of our eyes were simultaneously focused on Raba, who was still unconscious on one side of the ground.

"Isn't this a little too inhumane for the wounded?" I looked embarrassed, in fact, it is not absolutely impossible to do it, but I just take advantage of the fire to rob, will I be despised?

"Hmph, humane, then you should be humane and take off yours."

I smiled slyly and nodded at the fat man. Eventually, Raba's shirt and pants were stripped off by both of us. With these two things, the fat man tied up his clothes in a few clicks and made a loop-shaped belt.

Technicians who repair and maintain poles and wires for telecommunications or power lines are equipped with one or more protective belts made of high-strength nylon belts. The straps are generally worn around the waist of the worker and are wrapped around the cement poles. It's just that there will be a relatively large space between the person and the pole, so that the workers only need to lean back and climb the cement pole very stably, but they will generally be equipped with an arc-shaped mechanical climbing equipment on their feet.

But we can't make the climbing device on our feet with our current ability, so we have to use the strap on our waist. Needless to say, this work still fell on me, and for the weight of a fat man, I don't think this kind of improvised handmade tool could hold up to him.

Theoretically, this climbing method is relatively labor-saving, but in practice, it almost cost me half my life. During this period, it took a lot of effort and encountered some dangers, so there is no need to say much here. Anyway, half an hour later, I climbed to the top of the beam.

Due to the curvature of the dome, the height between the ceiling beam and the dome was not enough for me to stand up. I had to hunch over to move forward.

Not far away was what seemed to be a rope wrapped around the beam, and by the light shining from the fat man, and by my touch, I knew at once what it was.

Hanging the corpse was a vine that had been common in the rainforest before, and there is no doubt that it must have been man-made. Murder? This has changed from a fantasy story to a criminal investigation story.

And it just so happens that there is no one missing, and all kinds of clues have pointed to the only possibility. The one who wasn't here, he had to be able to fight one against nine. And also committed such an unbelievable behavior.

The knots tied by the vines are easy to untie, but it is extremely laborious to disassemble because of the corpses hanging underneath and the weight of the vines. I looked at their faces before each of them untied a vine knot, but their heads drooped and I couldn't see it at all.

When he descended to the ground, the fat man had already placed all the corpses in order one by one. I immediately went to check, and judging by the length of my hair, I found that there were three women and six men.

Their faces were completely blue and purple, and their entire face was swollen and almost out of shape. It's just barely recognizable.

Naturally, I am very familiar with that bastard, but after I searched twice, there was no shadow of him among these nine people, and an ominous premonition appeared in my mind.

But in the end, it was reason that immediately sobered me up, I still know him very well, and he won't kill people for no reason, and hang their corpses so weirdly.

I turned my gaze to the fat man, for I had already guessed the reason for the strangeness on his face. And now his silence is proof of that.

"When you found out that there was one person missing, you already knew that the one who was missing was Lu Chuan." I moved a little away from the corpses and questioned the fat man.