Chapter 4: The Fierce Killer

In a short period of time, I tried several methods, but I was stuck in a snow pit and made no real progress.

The shaking caused by the rolling of the boulder is getting stronger and stronger, and even the snow around me is moving rhythmically, I was forced to do nothing, and as soon as I gritted my teeth, the whole person squatted down.

I tried to keep my body as low as I could, completely hiding myself in the snow pit. I bet that when the boulder rolls over it, it will be carried by the snow pit and I will get away with it.

At this moment, I was nervous, and I didn't have to wait too long before a lot of pressure came from above.

I felt like I couldn't breathe, but it didn't last long, and then the pressure was gone, and I was relieved again. I was secretly happy in my heart, and my heart said that my life was not bad.

I was anxious to get up and get some fresh air, and when I tried it, I chuckled.

The boulder didn't hit me, but it weighed down the snow so hard that I couldn't move at all. I suddenly had the urge to cry, and said Leng Shijie, let's be smart, and in the end I will become an ice sculpture when I die!

I was not convinced, and at the moment of life and death, I came up with a fighting spirit, struggled hard, and roared in my heart.

My efforts were not in vain, and finally with a thud, I stood up. At this time, not to mention the face, the whole body is full of compressed small snowboards.

I shook my head vigorously, fluttered a few times, and walked up.

The crushed snow was about the same as hard soil, and I was in the pit in a few strokes. Iron Donkey and Yin Yin had been keeping an eye on my side of the movement, and they hurried over.

Yin Yin reached out to pluck the remaining snow from my hair, and the iron donkey kept his face calm.

After a while, the black man also came over. This time it wasn't just me, we all looked at the black man with anger, and the iron donkey was the first to say, "Hey, black buddy, you're not fucking authentic, there is a boulder rolling down this snow slope, why didn't you say it in advance?" ”

The black man took out an aggrieved and helpless expression, and replied that he didn't know either, and today's evil sect, which is a snow pit and a boulder, why did it come out for no reason?

I didn't see that he was lying, so I analyzed it deeply, and said that it was not for nothing, and it was obvious that someone was doing evil.

I exchanged glances with Iron Donkey and Yin Yin, and we thought of going together. This time, of course, we brought shotguns and pistols.

The shotgun was carried by the iron donkey, and he quickly took it down and held it vigilantly. Yin Yin and I both pulled out our revolvers.

Our actions were seen by the black man, and he was frightened and asked what we were going to do?

We didn't have the heart to rob the black man, so I pointed to the top of the slope and said, "Let's hurry up and see what happened." ”

Iron Donkey and Yin Yin nodded, and the black man seemed to understand something.

We continued on our way, and this time we tried to speed as fast as we could. After about a quarter of an hour, we were fully up to the top of the slope.

It's a bit desolate, there are no boulders, but when you shine a flashlight into the distance, there is a large yard with an old pine tree outside the yard.

The tree was quite tall, and about ten meters above the ground, there was a black shadow hanging from the thick branches, which I could vaguely recognize, a man under his head and feet.

The black man looked very nervous and said to us, "Nima who lives in this yard is the one who rents the dog." ”

I am more sensitive to the word Nima, and I said that there are people who are so strange and have this name, but Tibetan culture is different from the outside culture, and it is normal for the nouns to be strange.

Yin Yin also explained that Nima means sunshine and sun in Tibetan.

We nodded our heads in agreement, and that the discussion wasn't the main thing. We swooped and ran to the old pine. The black man is the most anxious and the fastest.

When we came to the tree, we could see very clearly that this man had a red complexion, which is a typical feature of Tibetans, and his head was flattened.

The black men were a little choked, and Nima and Nima shouted. We can't just listen to him, it's useless.

The iron donkey looked at the trunk of the tree and told us to wait, and he swooped up.

In fact, Jiang Shaoyan and the old cat have very strong tree-climbing skills, and the iron donkey is an ordinary product, but the problem is that among the people present, the iron donkey is the strongest.

He didn't climb that fast, and because of his weight, he didn't dare to climb onto the branches.

He clung to the trunk of the tree, and with one more free hand took the dagger, and slashed the root of the branch where Nima was hanging several times.

His dagger was sharp, and the branch finally broke, falling with Nima's corpse.

We hurried to vacate the place, for fear of being smashed. When Nima hit the ground, there was a thud, and it stirred up a stream of snow foam on the ground.

The black man didn't care whether he was buried or not, and pounced on Nima's corpse, this is also a real man, he couldn't hold it back anymore, and cried loudly.

I wanted to give him some personal space, but as a forensic doctor, I took the initiative to come over out of professional sensitivity.

I don't care how the black man cries, he will check mine when he should check. I first looked at the head of the corpse and found that the reason why the head was flat had a lot to do with the abnormal skull.

I reached out and touched it, and Nima's skull was broken into several pieces, or in other words, shattered.

My heart shook, the human skull is very hard, and it is not easy to break it. I took the flashlight again to observe, and his cheeks were a little red on both sides, and there was a spot of yin blood the size of a grape grain in the place of his cheekbones.

I thought of a possibility and pulled out a knife to shave Nima's head. The black man didn't know what I was thinking, and was enraged by this move.

He muttered at me, forgetting for a moment that I didn't understand Tibetan, but I guess it must have been hard to hear.

Iron Donkey and Yin Yin understood my intentions, and they persuaded the black man, on the one hand, to let him understand that I would perform an autopsy and autopsy, and on the other hand, to let him know that I had no malicious intentions.

The black man was not so unreasonable, and finally gritted his teeth and nodded. I didn't go too far, shaving my hair that I thought was suspicious in a few places.

Without the cover of hair, we can all see that there are not big or small spots of yin and blood.

I was able to come to a conclusion with certainty, and I held out my hand and gestured, saying, "Nima was killed by someone holding his head with the palm of his hand and crushing his skull." ”

As soon as I finished speaking, the iron donkey and the black man said that it was impossible.

In fact, I also think that my conclusion is crazy, think about it, how can anyone have this kind of strength to crush people's heads? But facts speak louder than words, and that's exactly what happened.

During this time, I noticed that the corpse's chest was also a little deflated. I ripped off his clothes, and there were also Yin Blood palm prints spread out on his chest and back of his heart.

I touched it again and came to another conclusion: Nima's organs were also showing signs of crumbling.

I also unabashedly said this result, after such a short period of thought, the iron donkey and the black man have been a little relieved, and they can also deal with this conclusion rationally.

The iron donkey shook his head and cursed. The black man didn't say a word.

Yin Yin asked me, "Can you find any more clues?" "I observed the palm prints, the size of a person's palm is proportional to the body, it can't be said that the old man has a little girl's hand, nor can it be said that a tall man of 1.9 meters has a child's hand.

I came to the conclusion that the murderer was about 1.8 meters tall, neither fat nor thin, and weighed between 16 and 180 pounds. As for age, it should be in the prime of life.

The last conclusion I can't bite accurately, the reference is that the old man is weak, even if he has a lot of strength, he loves to use his palms, and this corpse gives people a phenomenon that the fingers are stronger.

After I finished speaking, the iron donkey pointed to the courtyard and said that everyone should go inside and have a look.

The black man didn't move, we kicked the courtyard door directly, and the moment we just entered, the scene was simply miserable.

There were more than a dozen big dogs in the courtyard, but all of them died. They either had their necks broken, or they were carried by their tails, spun around hard and then fell to the ground.

I believe that the killer of the dog and the murderer of Nima are the same murderer, and with his means of killing the dog, I was once again frightened by his ferocious strength.

We got together to discuss, mainly to analyze the murderer, but there was no real result, and someone outside the hospital muttered.

There were only black men outside the courtyard, and there was no one else, so we were curious about what this guy was doing, and we went out one after another.

The black man knelt beside Nima and took out a look of worshipping and praying to the sky. And they turned a blind eye to our presence.

We don't want him to go crazy at this time. The iron donkey was even more unceremonious, and leaned over and dragged him up. He was very dissatisfied with the iron donkey's rough behavior, and he was originally angry, so he purred and cursed at the iron donkey in a hurry.

The iron donkey waved his hand, signaled him to stop scolding, and asked him, "What the hell did you just do?" ”