In the firelight, the rabbit's fur shimmered orange-red, and its body disappeared from the waist down, leaving only half of it.

It doesn't look any different from other rabbits, except that it looks a little stiff and shriveled after the blood drains, and for the simple reason that Bossen has air-dried it.

It's July now, if you don't dry it in the sun, it's easy to attract flies, and it is possible to leave eggs in less than half a day, and you will start to stink maggots in less than a day, so how can you eat it.

As a hunter, the easiest way to prevent this from happening is to remove the water.

The water content of food directly affects the survival of microorganisms, the lower the moisture content, the more difficult it is for microorganisms to grow and reproduce, and without water, it is not easy to spoil.

Air-drying and sun-drying, well handled, can extend the shelf life to more than a month.

"Is it true or false?"

The bonfire fire snakes piled up in the shape of a spire tent entwined, illuminating a radius of about a meter.

Bi Fang soaked the rabbit in water to soften it, then peeled off the skin, and carefully searched under the firelight, but found nothing abnormal, but he did not breathe a sigh of relief, but continued to check.

The development of modern technology is far beyond many people's imagination, if you know about animal protection, you may know about an implantable animal chip called avid.

The chip is shockingly small and can be placed in a small, smooth, non-repulsive vitreous body in a hypodermic syringe needle.

After injecting into the animal, it can carry out some in-depth understanding without affecting the animal, which is of great help to monitor and grasp the state of the animal.

This is still an invention of the last century, and a patent was applied for in the early nineties.

In the back, there is a more common RFID technology, radio frequency identification, which can be directly used on pets to help track and retrieve.

Animal husbandry uses microchips to record animal information, and zoologists implant microchips in wild animals such as fish and birds for scientific research, and implanting it in pets can prevent pets from getting lost.

Attenburg is often used, as long as a special gun is used to inject a wild animal, without anesthesia, it can grasp all the information, powered by biocurrent, and does not need additional batteries, it can master the heart rate, positioning, and body temperature.

And it penetrates deep into the cortex and is not easily excreted from the body.

"Generally, we use them most on lions or tigers, and people like to see them the most, but due to bioelectricity, the signal is not always there, it can be sent every hour, and if the distance is too far, this time will be extended."

These are Attenborough's exact words.

This is what Bi Fang has to guard against, and if he is now aware of his movements and knows what he is doing every night, the anxious government may directly expel him.

But Bi Fang searched for a long time and didn't find it, he put the rabbit down, still puzzled: "I really think too much?" Just hostility between competitors? ”

has experienced a lot, which makes Bi Fang very concerned about some intuitive things.

Although the ultra-micro chip is extremely small, it is close to the size of a grain of rice, so if it really exists, the other party will not worry about eating it suddenly when they eat it?

Flipping around, it seems to be a very ordinary rabbit.

Because it was a suspicion and there was no substantive evidence, Bi Fang did not tell others, lest it be a misunderstanding, otherwise others would ask why they felt that there was a problem and how to answer?

Do you just feel like there's something wrong with yourself?

To find out, he didn't throw the rabbit away.

Otherwise, you can throw it away directly, whether it is a fan or someone else, you can say that you have eaten it when asked, anyway, if the other party doesn't use your hands and feet, you won't know, and if you move your hands and feet, you will expose yourself.

After touching it for a long time, it seems to be an ordinary rabbit all the time.

After being stunned for a long time, Bi Fang threw the rabbit and the belt meat into the fire pit, and gradually, a burnt smell spread out.

When it completely turned into a pile of coke, Bi Fang patted his buttocks, extinguished the bonfire, and shifted his position.

Half an hour later.

A footprint stomped on the place where Bi Fang had sit, and his boots crushed the dry, granular dirt into powder.

The torch shone sideways on Berson's old face, light and dark intertwined, and the high bridge of his nose cast a shadow, one of his eyes hidden in the shadows, the other cold and expressionless.

Bear Sen carried the crossbow, dug up the filled soil, skillfully glued a pinch of wet charcoal ash, wanted to judge the time of the other party's departure, suddenly realized that something was wrong, put the clay on his hand close and sniffed it, his face changed instantly: "Shit, it's urine!" ”

In order to prevent forest fires, the Bi direction is always to extinguish the fire first, then water, or water to extinguish the fire, and finally fill in the soil.

Lowering the temperature, isolating oxygen, blocking flammable materials, and restoring the environment are his regular processes.

Before leaving, Bi Fang happened to come to urinate, so he simply did it together, which was definitely not intentional.

As a professional hunter, it is common to say hello to and pee, and Bosson shook his hand and cursed secretly.

He washed his hands with a kettle of water and turned over the scorched earth with a small shovel to find the rabbit that had turned charred.

It was very crispy, and it was already stuck with the surrounding firewood.

"Didn't you eat? So cautious? Or are you already suspicious? Burson asked three questions, and then began to doubt himself, "No......

Who would doubt a weak, pitiful and helpless old man?

The two sides have never met, and they have not been exposed at all.

Burnson fumbled with the gray stubble, feeling a little tricky.

The meeting between the two sides was a complete accident, and he didn't expect to meet Bi Fang in order to make some extra money.

Thinking about the damage this guy had caused to the company, Bosson felt that he needed to fix some trouble.

Unexpectedly, the other party was so wary of himself, and he put on a posture of staying away as soon as they met, so that Bossen could only send half a rabbit to relieve the embarrassment.

I thought it was the hunter's natural vigilance, but looking at this half of the burnt rabbit, Bossen was not calm.

He rarely shows up, Bi Fang should have no image of himself, how can this be?

Burson pulled out his phone, and the flashing signal on it overlapped with his own location.

This is the positioning that came half an hour ago, and there is still half an hour before the next reality.

At the moment, Bertson is already struggling with whether to continue, if the other party has realized his existence, then he must take all precautions and the success rate of the move......

As an old hunter in his fifties, Burson did not feel that he was great, but was cautious everywhere, he had passed the age of blind arrogance, and it already said that he could live so long in this business and continue to do it.

In everything he does, he has to maximize the success rate as much as possible.

For this purpose, the first three days of the competition can be spent making the right parts and rapiers.

"Well, let's talk about it and see if there is a chance next."

Burson stood up from the ground with his legs propped up, torch in hand, and returned the way he came.

As the grade got older and older, he already felt physically exhausted, and many times he didn't want to lead the team very much.

There is a lot of business in the company, there are furs, pets, medicinal herbs, meat, etc., but there is another one that is equally rewarding.

That's to help people hunt.

There are always some rich people who like to play something different, they have a lot of money in their hands, women, drugs, and products are tired of playing, and they want to be more exciting.

For example, killing a lion with a crossbow arrow.

Racing through the African savannah in an off-road vehicle, he shoots crossbow arrows with the power of bullets at fleeing lions, piercing them with a single blow.

The sense of accomplishment of hunting is unparalleled.

But these rich people are not interested in learning how to hunt, all they want is the blow they want to take a blow and enjoy the creature at the top of the food chain fleeing in disarray before their eyes.

They need a seasoned guide, a competent bodyguard, an outlaw who doesn't care about the law.

Such a hunt can often bring hundreds of thousands of ugly knives.

Bertson knows this.

No one is more experienced than him, polar bears, jaguars, Siberian tigers, Barbary lions, oh, Barbary lions are extinct.

Burnson tapped his head, sneered, and disappeared into the forest.

In fact, Bi Fang guessed completely wrong, there is no problem with the rabbit, there is no poisoning, and there is no chip tracking, it is just half an ordinary rabbit.

The real problem is the drones given by the government.

But it's not collusion, each player's drone has a number, and it's not a big problem at all to do something on it.

Burnson would never have thought that there would be such a talent in the world as Beast Instinct, and it only took one face to face to make people suspicious.

What's even more unexpected is ......

"So, what's wrong with this guy?"

On the screen, which no one can see, Berson sneakily does everything until he finally leaves, and someone is in full view.

Bi Fang was holding a small basket made of rattan, which was piled with hanging hooks, big and sweet, and he was watching with interest as Bossen digging a pit on the screen.

The only question is, who the hell is this guy?

Sent by this government? Have they discovered their anomaly?

"Not really." Bi Fang swallowed a hanging hook and felt incredible.

If the government really wants to find itself, it only needs to come hard, completely occupy the initiative, and secretly do this.

Deliberately looking for an old man to keep an eye on him, or an old man abroad?

Bi Fang was secretly worried.

On the other side, Mugallen is also worried.

It is a country that loves to have festivals, and most festivals are held once a year to celebrate the deity, season, or historical event that is worshipped.

Some festivals even last for a few days, the most famous being the Kanda Matsuri in Tokyo, the Tenjin Matsuri in Osaka, and the Gion Matsuri in Kyoto.

The dolphin festival is a small local event, but it is held every day.

This year's dolphin season has begun, and a huge bonfire burns on the beach of Dolphin Bay, where people gather to sing and dance to celebrate a good harvest this year.

"I can't shoot it, it's too far." Mugallen lowered his eyebrows in frustration, and there was only a large cluster of orange fires in the camera, as if he was closer, and the surroundings were full of plainclothes policemen who were eyeing tigers.

These people looked around, Mu Garun could see at a glance that something was wrong, and he didn't dare to approach at all, plus he was a foreigner, and his face was very different, so it was even more obvious that he went.

If you change the party, you may be able to blend in directly.

It's a pity that Bi Fang also has his own difficulties, Taiji Town is already known to everyone about a black bear hunter near him, walking on the street, not to mention that everyone knows it, but seven out of ten have seen it.

Mugallen sighed again and looked at the two mountains around him, wondering if he could go there and find a better angle.

"Hey! Who's over there! Eh, stop! Don't run! ”

A flashlight slammed into Mugallen's back, leaving a long figure.

When Mu Gallen heard the voice behind him, he shook his spirit, and fled with a smile, and in the dense jungle, the flashlight flickered, and after a while, he ran away.

Several patrolmen gasped, holding their knees, still shouting not to run.

"No, he's running so fast."

"Is the other party alone?"

"It seems to be a person, did you see him?"

"No, I don't see it, he's too flexible."

"Wait, I think I just got a picture."

A patrolman took out his mobile phone and handed it to everyone with great interest.

Under the heavily blurred back, a creature barely able to make out of the human form was hiding among the trees, the light hitting him, the light and shadow blurred, the exposure was bad, and the limbs were twisted.

If you post it on the Internet, you will definitely be able to go toe-to-toe with the ugly country mothman and the Scottish Loch Ness Monster and become the legend of the forest monster in Taiji Town...... What a ghost!

The rest of the colleagues all pulled down their faces, and there was a faint anger in them.

"Find, keep looking, they really have a helper, and they will catch him tonight!"

Somewhere in the forest.

The silver sword light is dazzling.

Sato looked at the mountain, and after less than half a day, the turtle hunters all chose to enter the forest again, looking for the traces that Suo had tracked during the day.

The huge black bear footprints were extraordinary, and Sato took a deep breath.

"Strive to be number one tonight."

In the volcanic mountains of Honshu, fleeing photographers, police officers tracking, hunters staying up late, and elderly people with unknown targets.

Everyone has a different goal, but they are closely connected, and they are rushing towards the final direction.

……

Early in the morning of July 15th.

Bi Fang stands on the top of the highest mountain nearby, where you can't see Dolphin Bay, but you can see the Buddhist temple and the sea.

The wind chimes on the five-storied pagoda seem to echo the whistle on the sea.

Standing here, you can directly feel the damp, salty sea breeze.

Today's weather is clear, the sea is sparkling, and flocks of seagulls are hovering on the surface, swooping down at the right time to swallow fresh prey.

Inside the hotel, rows of computers are placed in front of them, and on top of them are one camera after another.

The crowd felt restless.

Richard hadn't slept since last night's festival, and every time he closed his eyes, he could hear the wails of dolphins ringing around his ears.

Sharp, piercing.

Dozens of fishing boats have all left the port, and a bloody massacre is about to begin.

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