On the night of January 1, 2006, at 8 o'clock sharp.

The team led by the White Tiger was trapped in the Sumeru environment for a full twelve hours, and even though it was a special team with a strong mind, they also felt a trace of fatigue and were in a poor mental state.

Under the solemn atmosphere, the nerves that have been tense for a long time, they become extremely sensitive, and the wind and grass in the forest will cause violent emotional ups and downs.

The monkey poked the weasel in front of him, "Do you feel like something is following us?" ”

The surrounding night was a little eerie and peaceful, and the sky had completely darkened in the hot and humid rainforest with occasional swaying of grass and trees. Only the searchlight ahead glowed blindly.

"What's the matter, aren't you behind me?" Hyena said.

"No, I seem to see a black shadow, just like my shadow, sticking to the ground, and when I turn around, there is nothing."

The monkey noticed that his shadow was not quite right, the reflection in the dim environment was not very clear, and the general outline was the same as his own, but he always thought that the shadow should not be his own.

"Where there is a shadow, in this low-light environment, there will be no projection at all."

The hyena's appearance was hidden in the darkness, and the monkey could not see it very clearly, and when he looked back, it was impossible to see anything on the ground, as he said.

The civet cat and the white tiger were in front, searching for their way with searchlights, and the bright light reached several tents.

"High-density polyester yarn military tent, this size should be used for scientific research, let's go in and have a look." The civet cat was able to determine the material of the tents at a glance, and they were abruptly in the rainforest, and the people inside were empty.

Click, click!

"What are you stepping on?" The weasel asked.

The origin of the student comes from the soles of the feet of the pangolin, and he holds the confused nine-tails, and his steps are a little heavy.

"A leg bone, such a thin size, should be a woman's." The pangolin picked up an object in the dark and accurately judged that it was a leg bone based on its feel.

The white tiger's searchlight came in time.

Neatly piled up bones on the ground, retaining the woman's four-thousand-dignified posture. When she died, she was supposed to be in a chest position close to the ground, her fingers stuck in the dirt, and the surrounding soil layer showed signs of being turned.

"She was murdered and struggled before she died." Said the civet.

The corpse was wearing the same Sachiko shirt.

Hyenas, raccoons, and firefoxes enter several tents, searching for the objects left behind by the previous group, hoping to find the bits and pieces of information about this secret place.

"As far as some daily trivial items are concerned, there is nothing valuable to discover." Moments later, the group emerged from their tents, reporting disappointed.

Divided into camps, stationed, the men and women in the ranks looked exhausted.

The pangolin packed up a tent, stretched out his sleeping bag, and put the body of the Nine-Tails into the sleeping bag.

The Nine-Tails had been making a fuss for a day, and his body was a little tired, and he was allowed to fiddle with the pangolin, but his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and his arms were stiff.

"Head... The situation of the head and the nine tails doesn't seem to be quite right. ”

His shouting alarmed everyone. A crowd of people gathered around.

"What's wrong?" White tiger.

Nine-Tails' body began to fade, his limbs gradually stiffened, and his snort and heartbeat were completely absent.

"When did you start like this, haven't you been taking care of her, a big living person's heartbeat is gone, and you only find out now?" The white tiger has a hard time suppressing emotions.

When everyone first arrived here, the Nine-Tails was still talking nonsense next to him, who would have thought that this was just a young man's kung fu, and people would just go.

"It was only after a short period of time that when I put her down, I found that her limbs were already stiff." Pangolin.

"Are you telling the truth?" The white tiger looked skeptical.

After the death of the organism, the functional activities of various tissues and organs gradually cease, and a series of changes that occur in the corpse under the action of internal and external factors are called postmortem changes, and the phenomenon presented by these changes is the corpse phenomenon.

Cadaver stiffness is one of the important early signs of cadaveric life, although only a portion of the muscles stiffen, which can be used to determine the posture of the deceased body that sometimes suggests the deceased is dying, and to infer the time of death based on the degree of progression.

"Judging by the stiffness of the corpse, it's been six hours since it was dead." The raccoon examined the Nine-Tails' body and said regretfully.

The raccoon's identification of carcass-level signs is the authority in the family.

According to the Nine-Tails' physical signs, the time of her death should have been a few minutes after watching the shadow footage, and her death had nothing to do with the pangolin. But there is no way to explain why a dead man can talk nonsense all the way until now, and she has behaved like a living person before, so that no one realizes that they are dragging a dead man all the way.

"We are all people who pin our heads to our belts every day, I know what you are suspecting about me, and you all know about the autopsy, it is definitely not my hand, not to mention that I am no match for her at all." The pangolin looked at everyone with an unnatural look in his eyes, and he casually made his words clear, so as not to be suspicious of each other, and people like them sometimes killed people without any reason at all.

"Dig a pit and bury the Nine-Tails." The civet said lightly.

Nine-Tails died inexplicably, and it was impossible to do an in-depth autopsy here to probe the cause of death deep under the surface of the body, but it was irrational to let her go in the wilderness.

For a period of time after brain death, nerve centers and nerve cells throughout the body will still survive for a few minutes, and the impact of strong magnetic fields will enhance the survival time of nerves.

Maybe the body of the Nine-Tails will change within a few hours of death, and they can't afford to take that risk, so the best thing to do is to bury the Nine-Tails in time.

The soil was soft, and several people found a few shovels in the tent to dig up the surface.

The Nine-Tails were luckier than the black python, and the pit where she was buried was two meters deep, so that the corpse would not be in the wilderness.

The pangolin and hyena put down the shovel in their hands and came over to lift the nine-tails and bury them.

"Wait!" The civet took out a dagger and walked over.

"What do you want to do?" White tiger.

The civet stabbed the dagger into the corpse of the nine tails, the tip of the knife pierced from the abdomen, and the thick black blood flowed out along the broken ****.

"Be on guard, drain the blood, the phenomenon of strong magnetism is something we can't understand, and no one knows what will become of people after they die here."

Nine-Tails' blood should have coagulated at this time, but it was abnormally absent.

The civet cat's approach was almost cruel, but for the sake of the whole team, the white tiger had to nod silently in approval.

The men threw the Nine-Tails into the pit along with their sleeping bags, and then sprinkled them with loess.

They were in a heavy mood, and the second team member left.

(I have a headache after work, and I will pass it on after the third chapter, and try to be worthy of the trust and support of readers.) Thank you to the readers who left comments for their support, I can see them all in the background. It's cold, so pay attention to your body and get some rest. ）