The town of Ha Long has clearly experienced a great war. Feng Yuan's keen sense of smell guided him quickly through the streets and alleys, and he came to a dark corner, which was a mess, and the bricks and tiles on the streets, and the garbage cans on the side of the road, were scattered in all directions.

Feng Yuan squatted down and groped all the way along the bullet holes, some bullet marks had become blurred, and more were caused by continuous firing, judging from the caliber and depth, most of them were heavy weapons.

Ah Qi was obviously frightened, she had never seen such a terrifying scene in Xialong Town. At this time, it was still early in the morning, and the town was surprisingly quiet, they held their breath, walked through the streets and alleys, followed behind Feng Yuan, and the surrounding houses were also quiet, and there was no movement.

The third brother and Jin Shuo followed behind Feng Yuan, and their faces were generally ugly.

They turned a corner, and Aki exclaimed.

In a small alleyway, huge marks were torn out on the walls on all sides, and a behemoth appeared in front of them like this, if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, probably no one would have thought that such a big guy would appear in such a narrow alleyway.

"This is an armored vehicle of the Armed Police Force." The third brother swallowed, he recognized the behemoth at a glance.

The armored car rolled sideways, and the tires on one side were suspended in the air. Feng Yuan got into the car, the lock of the door was obviously broken, and the body was also covered with bullet marks, Feng Yuan's fingers ran along the bullet holes one by one, he frowned and didn't say a word.

"Third brother." Feng Yuan pointed to the car door. "Can you get out of the way?"

The third brother nodded, got into the car in a few steps, the muscles in his hands bulged, he held the iron door, his whole body exerted, the car door made a painful twisting sound, and after a while, the bolt of the steel city was deformed, and the third brother exhaled from his nostrils, turned his toes, and opened the door.

Feng Yuan nodded in thanks, and took Ah Qi and the two into the car, and an obviously impressive corpse appeared in front of them.

Ah Qi screamed in fright, but Feng Yuan was surprised and covered her eyes.

"If you can't see it, don't look at it, you go down and wait." Feng Yuan pushed Ah Qi away and called Jin Shuo.

The two of them approached the side-opening car door, and there was a corpse in the driver's seat, blood crusted, the head was badly deformed, and the body was hit by bullet holes everywhere, apparently killed in the fierce battle.

"The immediate cause of death was brain damage." Jin Shuo said with just one look. "Before the other wounds could bleed heavily, the car had an accident."

Feng Yuan listened and nodded. He slipped into the carriage with all his might, his face almost sticking to the corpse. The smell of corpses was unacceptable in the warm and humid climate, and Feng Yuan had to cover his mouth and nose, he squinted, and his fingers ran through the bullet holes on the corpse, which was generally neat.

"When did you get shot?" Feng Yuan asked.

Jin Shuo glanced at it, pulled on his mask, put on gloves, and smashed his fingers directly into the inside of the corpse like chopsticks.

"Is there still a temperature in the bullet hole?" Jin Shuo asked, his voice coming from the thick mask, the urn sounded like an urn.

Feng Yuan shook his head, he came all the way, almost all the bullet traces had been touched, and there was not a single one that still had residual warmth. Indeed, the heaviest battle should have taken place the night before.

"Bad luck." Feng Yuan sighed. "It was supposed to be the perfect moment to find a clue, but I actually had a fever."

Feng Yuan's wound had not yet healed completely, and he pounded a fist like garlic into his chest.

"Don't be, if you break the wound, this crime scene will become an operation scene." Jin Shuo stopped Feng Yuan. "Aren't you fighting fiercely?"

"Fierce battles?" Feng Yuan was puzzled.

"Fight the disease." Jin Shuo blinked.

Feng Yuan was been

Jin Shuo's witty remark made tears fly out, he shook his head and continued to look for evidence. The space in the compartment is very airtight, and the anti-collision performance of the armored car should also be qualified, Feng Yuan does not think that this is a simple traffic accident.

"It probably wouldn't be a crime scene." He sighed, his fingers running over the dead's seat belt, still firmly tied around the corpse's waist at this moment.

"What is not a crime scene? The scene of a car accident? Jin Shuo didn't understand.

Feng Yuan shook his head again, but did not answer directly, he turned his head and asked the third brother.

"It's a big deal, how many people came yesterday? Even the armed police were dispatched? Feng Yuan clapped his hands.

The third brother offered to ask the nearby residents. Considering that the third brother, who has been dormant in Southeast Asia all the year round, probably knows more about the situation here, Feng Yuan also feels that this is the most appropriate.

The third brother went around the corner and disappeared. Feng Yuan frowned, and he began to investigate the armored body.

The size of the armored car is indeed large enough, it does not look smaller than a large truck of dozens of tons, and the structure of the body is made of steel alloy, Feng Yuan predicted that the weight should not be large, but it is strong enough. Feng Yuan knocked on the body, and a dull sound ran through the entire armored truck.

But beyond that, he couldn't find any clues.

At this time, Jin Shuo made a discovery.

"The bullet hole wound is weird, you see." Jin Shuo beckoned Feng Yuan over, and they squatted together, bent over their waists, huddled together, and their eyes focused on the wound of the corpse.

"Look." Jin Shuo stretched out his finger and pierced it into the bullet hole of the corpse, digging his finger open. "Empty."

Empty? Feng Yuan narrowed his eyes and got closer, as Jin Shuo said, this bullet hole is particularly strange, the bullet penetrates the body, the first thing to destroy should be the blood vessels, and the amount of bleeding in the body is not small, but now on a bullet hole in this corpse, it looks like an empty shell dug out of the blood vessels, and there is no blood at all.

"Could it be drained?" Feng Yuan asked.

Jin Shuo shook his head. "The traces of blood flow will not disappear in a short time, even if it is washed with clean water, there should be traces, not only with Bruno reagent can be detected, but also with fingers."

As he spoke, Jin Shuo rubbed another wound that was far away, and the blood scab was especially obvious.

"A fresh corpse for a day, such bullet holes, there must be blood stains." Jin Shuo said affirmatively.

Feng Yuan tilted his head.

"Could it be so?" Feng Yuan speculated. "After the body died, it was shot again, and the blood had already come out at that time, so the blood marks of the bullet itself could not be reflected."

Jin Shuo thought for a while and said, "If this is the case, first of all, there needs to be a sharp wound to bleed, but I checked his wound, and this gap is not a sharp weapon, just a simple bullet spiral force tearing out." Secondly, there are no traces of flies in this area. ”

Saying this, Feng Yuan suddenly realized, he noticed that the corpse was crawling with flies on all sides, but there was nothing near this bullet hole.

"That's weird." The second monk Feng Yuanzhang was puzzled.

Jin Shuo smiled and said. "There's something weirder."

He stretched out a finger and asked Feng Yuan to follow him, and the two of them pulled the wound open with one finger at a time, and there was a gap about ten centimeters long, and it was like an empty bag inside, there was no blood, and the blood vessels were white.

"What's going on?" Feng Yuan has seen not a hundred, but eighty, let alone eighty-five. But when he saw such a scene, he was also horrified.

"I initially thought it was a blood disease that caused bleeding in the body and could ulcerate. The disease is extremely contagious and terminal. "Jin Shuo

Forget Feng Yuan's glance and say indifferently.

Hearing this, Feng Yuan's face darkened, and he immediately withdrew his hand and rubbed it vigorously on Jin Shuo's back.

"You killed me!" He howled.

"Don't worry, don't worry." Jin Shuo shook his head helplessly. "If that's the case, I won't be able to run. I did a diagnosis of exclusion, most likely not. So the second one is more likely. ”

Feng Yuan was still not at ease, thinking that he would have to find Jin Shuo to ask for a poke of disinfectant later.

"This corpse, I suspect that it was at least three days before his death, had undergone partial bloodletting, and consciously controlled the flow of blood, and almost all the muscles and blood vessels in this area died." Jin Shuo said.

Listening to Jin Shuo's verbal description, Feng Yuan looked at the corpse again, glanced at it carefully, and felt even more disgusted, he shook his head and said. "Is this man sick, masochistic?"

"Not necessarily." Jin Shuo said. "What I only say from what I think is that it should be an organ transplant."

"Transplant?" Feng Yuan was a little sensitive to this word, because the shark organization they were hunting down was what the old business was doing, so they had to pay more attention to it.

"This piece is a kidney, and the necrotic muscle is cut out, and in order to prevent local congestion or even internal bleeding from inflow, it has to be treated like this, but I can't figure out why so much blood is released." Jin Shuo muttered.

"Did you bleed a lot? How can this be seen? Feng Yuan didn't notice it.

"Not a few." Jin Shuo nodded, he waved his hands, his fingers clamped a fly flying in the air, and neatly stuffed it into the wound. "I don't have the equipment, I'm going to use you. See. ”

Jin Shuo's fly crawled on the flesh of the wound, its front legs extended, and it jumped from side to side for a while, as if it had no interest in this place, and immediately flew into the air.

However, Feng Yuan's attention was attracted by Jin Shuo's skills just now.

"Awesome!" He exclaimed. "Doctor Jin, I didn't expect you to have this kind of kung fu!"

Feng Yuan tried it as it was, but he couldn't do it. Jin Shuo shook his head helplessly.

"It's nothing, your hands should be steady and fast, and when you have done more surgery, you will naturally understand." Jin Shuo's words are the proverbs he often gives to his juniors, and he subconsciously said it.

Feng Yuan only muttered, "Can I still have surgery?" And then there was no more squeaking.

"The movement of the flies tells me that this piece, and even the nearby blood, is quite small. Look at this man's face, pale, right? Jin Shuo pointed to the corpse's face.

"Face? Isn't it the same thing that the dead have any face? Feng Yuan couldn't cry or laugh.

"No, he's extraordinarily pale, which is typical of excessive blood loss. However, the bullet hole probably appeared after the death of the deceased, and the car accident was also instantaneous, so it is impossible to cause such a complexion. Therefore, there is only one possibility of excessive blood loss. ”

Jin Shuo said. "That is, this person has been drawn a lot of blood before he was born."

"What's the point?" Feng Yuan was stunned. "You're not going to sell blood, are you?"

Jin Shuo hesitated for a moment and shook his head.

"I don't know, it's not impossible to sell blood, but the profit is too low. The rest is up to you. Jin Shuo took off his gloves and patted Feng Yuan's shoulder.

Feng Yuan was still confused, he glanced at the corpse and sighed helplessly.

He pulled the corpse's arm, with a watch tied to his wrist, Feng Yuan pulled his hand, the watch hand was still moving, the time was right, half past eight in the morning.

Wristwatch? Feng Yuan suddenly had a thrill, turned over and jumped out of the car.

"I see." He said.