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The various drugs in the water body can synthesize new drugs on their own under natural conditions, and this effect may not even be understood by chemists, and then the plankton ingests the poison in the water, the herbivores eat the plankton, the small carnivores eat the herbivores, the large carnivores eat the small carnivores, and the drugs continue to amplify in the food chain and finally kill people.

It seems that Quinton is a person who is quite concerned about environmental protection, just now Xia Chenghao saw the canvas bag full of small bottles of water, no wonder he was so angry, if such a beautiful landscape is ruined by pesticides and the chemical industry, then anyone will be angry.

Quinton continued: "Maybe our drinking water is contaminated, and it's too late for a whole bunch of people to say they have cancer, and I'm going to tell the bureaucrats that these things are not isolated." ”

"Maybe arsenic." Quinton suddenly said to himself again, "This happened twice. ”

Xia Chenghao nodded, Brilina's original mining industry was developed, and perhaps after digging out the mines in the mountains, he left a slag containing a lot of arsenic, and arsenic entering the human body would indeed cause poisoning and cancer.

But looking at this mud-covered Quinton, Xia Chenghao sighed in his heart, maybe he is the most polluted now.

Xia Chenghao said: "You can go there and wash it, it's safe over there." ”

He pointed to the road he had just walked underfoot, and then to the place where he had just washed his hands.

Quinton hesitantly looked at Xia Chenghao and then at the quicksand he had fallen into just now, and reached out to touch the mud that had begun to harden and fall on his body. Gritting his teeth, he carefully followed the young man's footsteps towards the water's edge.

probably thought that Xia Chenghao could save him once. I must have been able to save him a second time.

It doesn't matter if there is quicksand on the shore or not. It was safe to bathe in such a mountain stream that was no more than three meters wide, so three minutes later, Xia Chenghao had already heard the Quinton fluttering in the water.

Xia Chenghao shook his head and slowly walked around in this col, squatting down lightly from time to time to look at a plant that he had never seen before, and then the next one.

There was a plant with rice-shaped blue fruits that caught Xia Chenghao's attention, and there was no such thing in the brain database.

Time passed quickly, for in the col Moral was about to descend just after four o'clock, and the clouds were gilded in mid-air. The tungsten gold blood color fell like a song, the orange-red sunset swept over the opposite hill and sprinkled in the green woods, drawing a long shadow on the ground, the mountain wind blew through the treetops, and a few red and yellow residual leaves finally fell after struggling on the branches for a few times, and then were carried far away by the wind to the other side of the stream, and swayed in the air swirling, this is a unique scenery in the col.

Xia Chenghao stood up, stroked a red maple leaf with his left hand, and quietly watched the fiery sunset slowly fall down the mountain over there. For a moment, although the sunset was not yet complete, the light moon had already appeared on the horizon, and the breeze puffed up the clothes and blew lightly. Such as the beautiful scenery, Xia Chenghao is like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world.

"This is the red maple that is unique to Mount Bertard." Quinton stood behind Xia Chenghao and said, wearing only a big pants, and he had been deliberately standing in a windy place just now, so as to dry the cloth on his body.

Xia Chenghao didn't speak, and he didn't look back until the sun completely set.

"You can come to my house and have dinner together." Quinton coughed twice and said cautiously, "It's not far from here." ”

"No, I have to go in the evening." Xia Chenghao said slowly, "Let's go!" ”

He didn't look back, and his tone was very cold.

Quinton felt hurt, stood quietly for a moment, opened his mouth and finally didn't say anything, just walked back to the car, put on his dry clothes, picked up his watery canvas bag and quietly left.

But in less than ten minutes he walked back again, holding two forked dry branches in his hands and sticking them in the ground, taking off his shirt and putting them on the branches, and then took out a thick signature pen in the shape of water from his bag, and wrote the words "Beware of quicksand" on the rags.

Looking up at Xia Chenghao's unmoving back more than ten meters away, he was a little disappointed, and then left again.

The wonderful night can finally be enjoyed alone, Xia Chenghao showed a smile, slowly walked back to the big bluestone and sat down, occasionally heard the clear sound of autumn insects in his ears, smelled the fragrance of unknown flowers and plants in his nose, only felt refreshed, walked back to the waterfall and sat on the bluestone.

The cool breeze in the mountains occasionally blows in his face, and the fragrance of grass leaves blows people intoxicated, but the water vapor blows on his face but makes him gradually sober up, stepping on the shallow mountain stream, watching the shadows of the white clouds and trees blend into one in the water.

His thoughts have been changeable since he was a child, and seeing this scene in his eyes evokes his nostalgia again.

In this half-dream, half-awake, thinking of his hometown tens of thousands of kilometers away and his sister who has no news, I don't know when I will be able to meet, I suddenly bred full of melancholy, sullen and unable to distract, I couldn't help sighing, looking up at the sky, the sky on 10,000 meters, the white clouds like fish scales have been blown away by the wind to the north, revealing a whole dark blue sky.

But seeing that the night sky was blue and clear, the moon was exceptionally bright, and the ridge had been sprinkled with silver by the moonlight, it was indeed an incomparably bright sea of stars tonight.

As far as the eye can see, under the leaves of the bushes, only a firefly is dancing in the night breeze with a small yellow-green lantern, the small body is bathed in a hazy halo, the tall maple tree is like a layer of lightly drooping snow-white leno, faintly revealing a trace of hazy blood, the shadow of the tree is swaying, quietly standing, the valley is very quiet, and the scene in front of you is not very real.

I don't know how long it took, his sleepy eyes became more and more sleepy, his body slowly fell down, and he actually fell down on this big rock, and fell into a deep sleep again.

It was eight o'clock in the evening, and it was time for him to restart his functions.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, the morgue in Yarman City looked exactly like the mortuaries in other cities, except that someone hung a wind chime on the door.

Vincent waited impatiently in the hallway, three hours without smoke and back and forth, sometimes thinking about the corpse, sometimes thinking about the case at hand, until the autopsy was complete.

In the room, Coroner Simpson beckoned to him, and he stepped out of the white autopsy room to scrub his hands vigorously by the sink.

"Just finished an autopsy, waited a long time, right?" Simpson said apologetically, Vincent waved his hand, no one should be sorry, who let so many people die inexplicably every day in this city.

"How did it turn out?" Vincent asked eagerly.

Simpson pointed to the corpse and told him his guesses, and Vincent listened intently, taking notes.

After saying that, he yawned and went home, and Vincent spent a few minutes in the autopsy room, pondering and pondering what he had just learned, and then closed the door and left.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better! (To be continued.) )