"According to thermal imaging, those people should be in those tents, what are they doing out there with some scarecrows? Do they think this will keep the beast at bay? ”

Massa was startled by the blood-colored scarecrows that were rippling in the wind.

If you look at it from afar.

It's a lot like a row of blood shadows beckoning spirits this way.

Dean has good eyesight, and after squinting and looking at it, he exhaled a breath of white cold air and tightened the clothes on his body: "Massa, that's human skin!" ”

"Human skin?"

Massa tried to see clearly, but his eyesight was not as good as Dean's, so he shook the rifle in his hand: "Let's go, whether it's human skin or not, at least we may find useful traces." ”

The two of them came down the hillside on the back, and disturbed the group of wild deer drinking water, and frightened them to flee to the other side, and the ripples of the lake startled a flock of birds that had not yet migrated.

"I'd love to give these fat fawns a shot."

Massa licked his lips and quickened his gaze to scan his surroundings.

He was wary of some traps, early warning devices, which might be inconspicuous.

It's about to get closer.

Massa jerked Dean down: "Stop, there's something wrong with the bush ahead!" ”

He pulled Dean to squat down and pointed to the brown rock layer next to the bush: "Do you see the loose dirt under the stones, this U-shaped terrain, the mountain wind is very strong in the position of the halfway up the mountain, and the dirt on the edge can't be left, it was stuck behind in order to cover up." ”

Dean approached cautiously, and sure enough, in the inconspicuous mud, he found a straw rope that was not too thin, but the color of the ground was close to the ground.

Stretch along the grass rope.

With the shrubs as the center, the grass rope connects seven or eight scattered rocks in front and back, resembling a rudimentary spider web structure.

"What kind of mechanism is this?"

Dean wondered.

The shrub is half a man tall, sparse inside, and there is nothing unusual about it.

"It should look like a steel ball!" Massa took a deep breath and pulled Dean back: "Pay attention to the angle of those rocks in the middle of the hill!" Whenever someone steps on those ropes, they will move the mud that holds the rocks in place, causing the rocks to roll down, triggering the traps inside the bushes! ”

After speaking.

He dragged Dean behind a large rock, picked it up, and smashed it into the bush with precision.

The next moment.

Syllable~

Subtle and soft sounds.

Seven or eight straw ropes tensed for a moment, bounced off the rocks, and pulled a sparkling, bicycle-like ball disc to a height of about a meter.

There was a small thud.

Dense black balls shot out in all directions.

Dean looked at something that had cracked right into the rock in front of them, and laughed, "Massa, this seems to be a mud ball." ”

When Ma Sa Dingqing took a look, he found that these black balls were really inferior air-dried mud pills, and some of them even turned into scattered pieces in the air, scattered with the wind.

This trap is aimed at the area from the human leg to the abdomen, but it is filled with mud balls, which is full of a mischievous taste.

"This looks like a greeting between friends, can you tell when the mechanism is set?"

"I can't see it specifically, it's between the early morning and the present anyway, because as long as tonight falls, the grass rope will automatically trigger the mechanism under the heat expansion and cold contraction, which is actually very sensitive."

Massa exhaled a breath of cold air: "Man, believe me, this is not some prank, but a way to say hello, guess why the hillside is so wide, why would the other party set up a trap here?" ”

"Because this place is relatively flat and has a wide field of vision, as long as people want to go from the position where we came down to the camp in front, they will subconsciously choose this route, which is very simple 'subconscious autosuggestion'."

Dean replied.

Subconscious autosuggestion refers to the instinctive choice of behavioral consciousness.

Just like most men like bear-sized women, when they see this kind of woman, their eyes will subconsciously look over.

Because this kind of woman, which is conducive to the growth of offspring, is to follow the genetic selection and attraction, not because men are lustful.

"Looks like you're pretty good at psychology too." , Massa stretched out his thumb and praised without hesitation: "The third key point of trace tracking is psychological derivation!" ”

He got up, walked to the defunct mechanism with Dean, and explained: "This mechanism seems to be just a non-lethal prank, but it is actually a psychological pressure method, if it is some ordinary police officers who go into the mountains to track down the skinning brothers, guess what kind of psychological state they will be next after they are hit by the mechanism?" ”

"It's like a frightened rabbit, it will be suspicious, suspect that every bush and grass has hidden mechanisms, if there are some small deterrent means on the way behind, the pursuer will have a psychological breakdown before he encounters the skinning brothers."

"Yes!"

"But these methods are useless for professionals like me, and they will be exposed to wandering around and not going deep into the mountains at all!"

Massa dropped the very light disc and sniffed the residual smell of gunpowder on it: "According to the degree of dampness and burning of the gunpowder, this mechanism should have been put down this morning, calculate the time, maybe when we get to that camp, we can see the fool who entered the mountain a little earlier than us." ”

The fool he said was Hanhan, who entered the mountain a few hours earlier than the two, left a lot of marks in front, fired at least seven or eight shots, and did not harvest a single prey.

The two paused to discuss and approached more cautiously towards the lakeside camp.

It may be limited by the material.

It wasn't until Dean and the others walked five or six meters outside the makeshift camp that they didn't find any more mechanisms.

this distance.

They finally saw what the 'scarecrows' really were.

On the rough wooden frame, four blood-smeared human skins were stuffed with weeds, and the heads were wrapped in rags and hung in a row, rippling in the wind, like four large blood-red sunny dolls.

The blood on the human skin has dried up.

Blood was spilled back and forth on the ground, which meant that after the human skin was peeled off, the people who did it couldn't wait to make them into straw dolls and hang them here.

Massa was interested in these skins.

After making sure that there were no traps around, he stepped forward to look at him and exclaimed:

"It's definitely the Skinning Brothers' trick!

These skins are cut from the back, along the fat layer, with that kind of thin, thin knife, completely peeled off without any mistakes, which requires not only great skill, but also patience. ”

Human skin is very thin, and it is extremely difficult to dispose of it without damage.

Massa continued to tear off the cloth cover that was tied to the head of the 'scarecrow', which was a propped up head, but the face was vacant, only the straw stuffed with it.

The visual impact of this scene is very strong!

A sense of incompleteness.

It is very strange to give these 'scarecrows' an indescribable, evil and crazy artistic atmosphere.

"I finally know why those two brothers like to take those faces with them every time they peel them." "They feel like they're creating art." ”

"That's good news, perverts who pursue an artistic sense tend to be paranoid, and I bet they're nearby!"

Dean is not interested in the art of perverted play.

He glanced around and found nothing out of the ordinary, then walked to the four tents scattered together in a circle.

When Massa used the thermal imaging camera, he said that there were several living people in it.

But there were several stripped human skins hanging outside.

Dean wondered why the people in the tent weren't dead.

It's closer.

A faint smell of blood and another indescribable smell poured into his nose, and at the same time there was a very subtle sizzling sound that reached Dean's keen ears.

The sound and smell come from the tent on the left!

The sound, in particular, is very weird, a bit like the feeling of barbecuing sausages and then the oil bursting out of the meat.

Dean walked to the left, and was about to unzip the tent, when he suddenly thought of the mechanism in front of him, so he stepped aside and patted Massa, who was still observing the 'artistic scarecrow'.

"What's wrong?"

"Let's see if everyone is in the first tent on the left."

Massa had an embarrassed look on his face: "I'm sorry, but I rarely see this kind of thing mixed with evil and terrifying beauty, so I'm a little distracted." ”

Dean nodded, not saying more.

In fact, he knew that Massa was wondering how much these 'human skin scarecrows' could be sold for.

Yes.

This thing can be sold for money.

And it's not cheap.

In the black market in Los Angeles, there are people who specialize in auctioning and selling such items, which are the murder weapons, personal belongings, and beloved items of some perverted murderers.

Some 'collectors' have a very fanatical collecting habit for these things.

As long as you give these things a special meaning, there will be no shortage of buyers.

Massa took out his bulky infrared thermal imager and looked at the surrounding mountains to make sure that there were no 'animals' nearby, and then he was relieved to check the tent in front of him.

"Dean, four humanoids, 'sitting' in the four corners of the tent, in a circle, motionless, quite strange, they are showing too much heat, even through the tent is obvious, I suspect there is a surprise waiting for us."

"Don't worry about any surprises, just burn this tent!" Dean has always liked to be simple and brutal.

It doesn't matter if you have a mechanism or not!

Burn down your tent!

Just do it!

The two of them shouted a few words first, and when they saw the 'person' inside, they didn't react, so they took two lighted logs and threw them on the side of the tent.

Not much.

Two small openings, exposed.

Together, there is a hellish scene and a rich smell of meat

See the horror inside.

Massa, a well-informed old FBI agent, was stunned for a few seconds before he scolded in a low voice: "FK, I don't think I will touch barbecue in the future!" ”

I saw a large tent of about ten square meters.

Four humanoids, unwrapped in skin, with their fat melted and oily, stood on the ground with their feet on the ground, their hands raised together, in a "1" posture, suspended by ropes, revealing a charcoal fire that had been hollowed out and filled with still roasting flesh.

There was a constant splash of grease coming from within them.

The floor of the tent was already dripping with a thick layer of yellow-white grease that had solidified, filling the surrounding air with a strange smell of half-meaty and half-greasy mixture.

This is also the reason why Massa feels that the four 'people' inside are too hot.

The body is full of coals, can it not be vigorous?

It's like purgatory.

Massa really didn't have the courage to go in.

After making sure that there were no mechanisms in the tent, Dean gave him a disdainful look, stepped on the corpse ointment all over the floor, strode over to the corpses, and reported to Massa the details of what he had seen:

"The layer near the outside of the corpse is coal, and the inside is charcoal, and the fire is well controlled, and the skinning brothers must have put a lot of thought into it.

The internal organs of the four people were hollowed out, the sternum was also completely removed, and the limbs did not move, presumably because they were worried that the coal would burn through the hands and feet of the corpse, destroying the current coordination. ”

"How many layers of coal are there?"

"Two layers, already burned to the outermost layer, red, the side that sticks to the flesh, has not yet been completely burned."

"Bring one and show it to me!"

Dean scanned the tent and found a small tongs on the edge of a small oven, grabbed the outermost coal, and brought it outside.

Massa looked at it for a moment and affirmed: "This is natural coal from the west, it is very resistant to burning, and it takes about three hours for a unit to be completely red, so the skinning brother, six hours ago, was still here!" ”

"Let's go, go to the rest of the tents."

The two men inspected the remaining three tents in turn in the same way that they had burned the tents, and found the lost internal organs of the four people and blood stains all over the ground.

These four people should be ready to camp here for a while, not only bringing a lot of daily necessities, but also an assembled barbecue grill and a few bags of coal and wine.

It is estimated that after preparing to hit the prey, go directly to a barbecue party.

As a result, the four were attacked by the Skinning Brothers.

They have become the main ingredient of the barbecue, and the carefully prepared coals have also accompanied them in another way.

"There are no traces of gunfire.

The Skinning Brothers should have taken advantage of the unpreparedness of the four people and killed them with cold weapons.

The supplies were turned over, and no firearms and ammunition were found.

The Skinning Brothers used these hunters who entered the mountains as prey to replenish supplies. ”

After some investigation, Dean came to a conclusion.

The other side.

Massa also found an important clue: "Dean, come here." ”

Dean walked over with a foul smell and found Massa lying in front of a very shallow bloody footprint, as if he had seen a peerless beauty.

"What message does this footprint give you?"

"A lot!" Massa pointed to the outline of the shoe print: "It's a little far from the camp, and under normal circumstances, the blood stains on the soles of the shoes have dried up.

But there is still a shoe print that is deep in the center and shallow around the periphery.

This means that the owner of the shoe print, at that time carried a lot of weight.

The edges of the shoe prints were irregular and blurred, meaning that the weight was making his center of gravity unstable.

Generally, only a person who struggles violently can cause such a situation. ”

"You mean, the skinning brothers left behind their backs?"

"Yes, and it should be the unlucky guy who just entered the mountain this morning, he was caught by the skinning brothers, and luckily did not become a member of the scarecrow, but was taken away as a small snack."

Dean whistled, "Tsk, little dessert after dinner, it seems that we are in luck, they should be preparing for the entertainment after nightfall by now." ”

"It's really good news for us, I've already guessed where they're hiding!"

Massa dropped his backpack, double-checked his rifle to make sure he was in good shape, and then took Dean and quickened his pace towards a pine needle forest.

Half an hour later.

The two of them came out of the leeward of the mountain and saw the faint rising green smoke.

Massa pursed his lips: "These two bastards are really confident, not only staying on the outskirts of the mountain range, hunting those hunters to replenish supplies, but also lighting fires so openly." ”

Dean was puzzled.

The other party is really so arrogant, can he easily escape from the police?

The next moment.

Dean felt an itch in his back, and subconsciously shrank his body.

Bang~A gunshot echoed in the wilderness.

Dean felt that his back and shoulders were numb without a bulletproof vest, and his clothes were torn, and the pain of flesh tearing came

!

Hide!

Dodging bullets turned into catching bullets!!

Fortunately, he just rubbed his arm and tore a piece of flesh!

"Dean!"

Massa reacted and tried to knock Dean down, but felt a huge force use it, knocking him aside.

When he came back to his senses.

Dean was already like an angry wolf, jumping and rushing in the direction of the shot, approaching at great speed, leaving only a distant back for Massa.

Massa looked at the blood spilled on the ground, and was a little skeptical: this Nima can still run so fast after being shot, is it an animal!!

Sorry for waking up late.

I tried my best to update two more chapters today.

In addition, I brazenly begged for a monthly pass.

1,900 sheets, one step away from two thousand.

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