Almost instantly, the humming sound of a motor suddenly stopped, and my heart fell into a state of clarity. My soul seemed to suddenly burrow back into my body, and in an instant I could hear and see everything, my temples beat suddenly, and my ears were filled with my own heartbeat and Zhang Siyuan's eager cry.

I gasped low, didn't have time to touch my soaked forehead, and tried to calm my voice: "I'm fine." ”

He scolded worriedly and angrily, and said indignantly, "I almost thought you died on a tree." Motionless and silent, if it weren't for the warmth of your legs, Lao Tzu would have dragged you down and grabbed your neck to force you to answer my words. There's nothing dangerous in the canopy, right? Whose body does it belong to? ”

I still didn't dare to look directly at that face, hugged the giant tree tightly and tilted my head and palpitated: "That face is clearly Uncle Lu's face, but the temperature here is so low, whether it is from the degree of decay or the degree of dust accumulation, it will not be him." And the clothes worn by the corpses were also very old-fashioned, like the camouflage cloth cotton jackets worn in the army twenty or thirty years ago......"

He sighed in great surprise, and after a while, he said to himself: "Impossible, this will definitely not be Uncle Lu." Can you climb up and take a closer look? ”

Now my heart is full of doubts and horrors, and I have long forgotten my nausea and disgust. Even if he doesn't say so, I'll take the initiative to ask for it. Without hesitation, I pulled out my sharp knife and said, "You keep an eye on me below, and if there is something wrong, shoot immediately." ”

I held my breath, ignoring my buzzing ears, and climbed slowly and cautiously up. When I clearly saw the festering wounds on the neck, the yellow and black wounds, and the maggot corpses in the frozen pus, I was surprised not to feel nauseous and nauseous, but only to feel my legs spinning and my body fluttering.

The side branches and leaves that blocked my view could not match my bullets, and they jumped to the ground. I looked at the thigh-thick branches and the branches that could barely accommodate two people, took a deep breath, pinched the corpse's coat and gently pushed him deeper into the nest, pinched his coat with one hand to prevent the tree from shaking and causing him to fall, and with the other hand grasped the other branch, both arms used force to drive the body, and then lifted my legs—my sore legs finally got a temporary rest.

He raised his head, frowning involuntarily and glaring at him, looking terrified. I looked tired, leaning on the branch like a rag, but I didn't forget to stretch out a hand to grab the corpse's clothes, and snorted coldly: "You know why I looked stupid when I saw him, right?" ”

He wrinkled his face, shrunk his nose and complained angrily: "Good guy, why is it so stinky - Zhang Xuan, you hold on to him, I'm going to climb to the branch, you said you don't sit well, you have to pick up this branch so close to him, my nose is protesting strongly." ”

I watched him clumsily climb up, sit down next to me, and said, "How can you observe if you don't get closer?" I haven't let you and him sit in that nest yet, it's more comfortable than that, and you don't have to hold on to the branches, so I suggest you go and enjoy it. ”

He shook his head in horror and pinched his nose to approach the corpse, the expression on his face very distorted. I didn't want to look closely, I closed my eyes and forced myself to rest, but I couldn't calm down at all, for fear of seeing the last thing I wanted.

But I was so impatient that it didn't take more than a minute to close my eyes before I suddenly opened them, and I leaned over to find that his expression was very strange.

He turned his head faintly and said with a gloomy face: "I can be sure that this guy's death time is earlier than the time when Uncle Lu set off, but there is no mask on the corpse's face. Think about it, does your uncle have an unknown brother? ”

I thought about it, shook my head again and again, and said resolutely: "Impossible, impossible, my grandfather gave birth to four children, two girls and two boys." I never thought he would have such a glamorous history. ”

He wrinkled his brows and made a thought: "No, no, this face is almost entirely Uncle Lu's......"

I gritted my teeth and gently pushed him away: "Impossible! Let me see again. ”

I held my breath and examined the rotten, gray-black face inch by inch. The eyebrows, mouth, and nose are almost identical...... Wrong! Uncle Lu has a large sunken scar on his nose, and there are also a few slightly raised scars at the corner of his right eye, this guy doesn't seem to have it!

In an instant, a storm broke in my heart, my chest rose and fell violently, and my eyes widened. Ignoring the stench of the corpse, he reached out to brush the snow and dust off his face, and looked at it almost face to face.

Although his face was a little rotten and discolored, and there were many wounds on his face, it did not prevent me from discovering the clues. I gradually calmed down, and with my memories and extreme familiarity with that face, one suspicion after another was unearthed.

I turned to Zhang Siyuan, who was staring and opened his mouth, and said, "He's not Uncle Lu." Uncle Lu has a scar on his nose, which was crushed by acne when he was a teenager, and it has not gone away for so many years. The shape of his eyes is not quite right, the corners of Uncle Lu's eyes are drooping, and he is upturned. But this person does look very similar to Uncle Lu, and if you don't look carefully, you can even deceive me. ”

He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I don't think it's possible for Uncle Lu to die here." But are you really sure that Uncle Lu doesn't have a long-lost brother? How can there be someone who looks so similar......"

I was also quite puzzled, and after thinking about my grandfather's life style carefully, I still felt that he would never have done such a thing. But to say that this guy is Uncle Lu's son, I kind of believe it. I explained far-fetchedly: "Maybe this person didn't look like Uncle Lu in his life, but his facial features were deformed after he died." ”

He tilted his head and glared at me suspiciously, and said angrily, "Be careful that I tell Uncle Lu this." ”

I myself felt that this explanation was too unreasonable, and I couldn't help but squeeze out a wry smile: "But his facial features are indeed very different from Uncle Lu in subtleties, and he seems to be smaller than Uncle Lu." If nothing else, this suit and the dust can't be said to have accumulated recently. ”

He looked at the corpse in a daze, and then sighed for a long time and said, "I can't figure out what this is all about. Otherwise, let's rummage through his pockets and see if we can find anything of value inside. ”

I nodded, stretched out my hand and made a please, "You come." ”

He furrowed his eyebrows, stared at me with a look of surprise and surprise. I slapped him impatiently: "Hurry up, I've been holding his hand for a long time just now, and now it's your turn." ”

I grabbed him by the waist, and he leaned forward, baring his neck and grinning as he unfolded the curled corpse, his hands reaching into his dusty side pockets. A small flashlight, a pen, a row of bullets, these were all he had in his pocket. The small flashlight was very bulky and thick, made of steel, and it looked like it belonged to its time, but alas, no matter how much I slapped and tortured it, it wouldn't bother me.

The ink in the pen had been frozen, and holding it was like holding a piece of ice. I closed the lid haphazardly, and when I couldn't dig anything, I put it in my pocket. The only thing that worked was that row of bullets. Although it is somewhat rusty, it can be wiped off after repeated rubbing. When I loaded it into the chamber of the gun and heard the crisp sound of the bolt, my heart finally dropped a little.

He wiped his hand on the trunk of the tree, and said with a disgusted wrinkled face: "If I knew that I wouldn't search my body if I had just this little thing, it would really ruin my gloves." ”

I looked at the corpse fixedly, a flash of lightning flashed through my head, and I patted my head and smacked my lips: "Oh no, we are so busy identifying his identity that we forgot a very important question!" How did he die? ”

He said, "There are many wounds on the body, but they are all flesh wounds and will not be fatal. I didn't see any signs of poisoning either, and there was no large blood on the branches...... It's weird. ”

I scratched my head and wondered, "It's not like he froze to death - something is wrong, you can rip off his clothes and see if there's anything wrong inside." ”

He was stunned, bent down slightly towards the corpse and said, "I'm sorry, we didn't mean to pick your clothes in this cold winter, we wanted to find out the cause of your death and give you justice." Adults don't remember villains, so don't take this matter to heart. ”

He muttered as he reached for the corpse's padded jacket, unbuttoned the outside, revealing a tightly zippered dark green cotton garment. He frowned, touched the cotton coat with a reluctant expression, and then unzipped it, revealing a shirt half stained red with blood in front of us.

My heart jumped suddenly, Zhang Siyuan raised his eyebrows and said, "It turns out that this guy is wearing too thick, and the blood has not seeped into the padded jacket...... Hey, what is it? ”

The black lining of the padded jacket was crookedly sewn with a pocket half the size of a palm from a white coarse cloth. Luckily, the bag was sewn into the bloodless side, and I could even see the fibers of the white cloth. The pockets were bulging, and it looked like a small notepad.