The Underworld Detective

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Leaving the tomb, Professor Sima asked with concern: "Are there any clues?"

I don't want to disclose, because I suspected that the killer was in the midst of this group of people, and then blocked the words with a few words and asked them to seal the door of the tomb again.

My hand shovel I just dig was still thrown on the ground. I picked it up when I was not ready, and drew it under my clothes. Tomb? "

I said, "If a female corpse like you lies in the tomb, I will definitely come."

"You dead!" Huang Xiaotao reached out and pinched my ear.

I beg again and again: "By the way, help me make a bamboo tube, or some tube-shaped object, I will be useful at night."

Sun Bingxin asked: "I bought some fun potato chips, can I?"

I nodded: "It's okay, this quality is better than a bamboo tube. You quickly eat up a tube and give me the empty tube."

Sun Bing respected him and said with a smile, "Guarantee the task."

Song Xingchen and Officer Cui also came. The archeological team arranged two tents for us. Three men lived in one and two girls lived in one.

The archeological team was relatively boring at night. The team members were chatting and reading novels around the fire. I didn't find Luo Shuzhong. Immediately asked a team member who declined at the young age and said, "Where is Luo Shuzhong?"

Xie Dingnan shouted toward the tent: "Where to write a dissertation, people are a hegemony!" Say nothing, continue to read his "The Years When I Was Touching Captain Jin".

Sun Bingxin sighed: "Xue Ba is always easy to be crowded out, everywhere."

Huang Xiaotao said: "It seems that Miss Sun has personal experience!"

"Although I am a Xueba, I am so cute and welcome in school."

"Then you always play with us, you have never seen you and your classmates."

Huang Xiaotao exposed it with a pinpoint, Sun Bingxin covered his chest pretending to be heartache: "Sister Xiaotao, do you want to be so sharp?"

I remember that Sun Bingxin skipped two grades when she was in elementary school. She was younger than her classmates. With hard work and hard work, and Sun Tiger's strict control, it was understandable that there were no friends in the school.

I asked Sun Bingxin if the test results came out. She replied: "The poison in the lungs of the deceased is really calcium phosphide. This thing will react violently when exposed to water, but there is still an organic poison that I did not detect."

Photophosphine can be deadly, and I asked, "Are you sure the second one is also a poison?"

"I tested it with mice, and it was indeed poison." Sun Bingxin replied.

"What about the soil on the dead?"

Sun Bingxin exaggeratedly said, "Do n’t be surprised. I asked an uncle of the appraisal center to help with the test. He used the carbon 14 dating appraisal method. The age of those soils is more than a thousand years old!"

Huang Xiaotao was astonished: "Really?"

"It's true!" Sun Bingxin promised.

I groaned for a while and gave the soil sample just taken to Sun Bingxin, telling her: "This is taken from the tomb. One contains poison, suspected to be the same as the poison in the deceased's body; the other is found on the murderer's footprints. You I also used the carbon 14 identification method to see if this guy was an old monster crawling out of the coffin. "

Huang Xiaotao asked, "Footprints? Have you taken a picture?"

"I took a picture and it looks like a pair of ancient boots. If I see him again, I will definitely recognize it." Speaking of this, I remember Song Xingchen's understanding of ancient costumes, so I made him recognize it.

Song Xingchen quickly said: "There is a non-slip iron net on the bottom. This was worn by the generals in the Tang and Song dynasties and should be matched with the armor."

Officer Cui opened his mouth in shock: "Is it really ..."

"No, no, let's just talk about it. Don't rush to conclusions. The murderer's reasoning is to make us think about it, but I don't want to eat it." I laughed.

After talking about the case, Huang Xiaotao picked up a large bag of supplies bought by Sun Bingxin and looked at and asked: "Miss Sun, why didn't you buy skin care products?"

Sun Bingxin put out his tongue: "I thought you took it, don't you take it every time?"

Huang Xiaotao smiled bitterly: "I forgot this time."

Then the ponytail came over and said, "I still have some big treasure SOD honey here, or you should use it first."

Huang Xiaotao's eyes lit up: "Thank you so much!"

At more than nine o'clock, Professor Sima asked everyone to go to bed and leave a migrant worker on duty.

We entered the tent, and I said to Officer Cui: "It's a pity to make you come to such a difficult place!"

"No, no, where, what's inside." Officer Cui was a little flattered.

"By the way, let's take a break first. I'm going to do some‘ little moves ’. Say hello to you first, and I will try not to make you noisy.” My mysterious reminder.

"Should you leave a lamp?" Officer Cui asked.

"No, the lights are off," I said.

Officer Cui turned off the light suspiciously and went to bed. I called Song Xingchen to stay asleep first, and then dug a hole in the ground with a shovel, inserted a potato chip tube into it, and filled the surrounding area with soil.

Song Xingchen recognized at a glance: "Listen to the sound?"

I laughed: "Yes!"

This method was not my original creation. When the Qing Army and Taiping Heavenly Kingdom fought, the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom dug an underground siege, and the Qing Army buried the earthen jar on the ground and let the soldiers sit inside and listen to the movement. Although it was a soil method, it could be found accurately Authentic direction.

Officer Cui said that every night here, weird news comes from the ground, so I want to hear, where did this 'weird news' come from?

After finishing, I closed my eyes and rested in bed, while Song Xingchen sat cross-legged on another camp bed to adjust his breath. At about eleven o'clock, there was a sudden murmur of noise coming, listening to it a bit like the sound of a wind, and a woman's weeping cry appeared gradually, which really made people creepy in this atmosphere.

As soon as I got out of bed and put my ear on the potato chip tube, Song Xingchen took his knife and was ready to rush out.

I closed my eyes and listened for a while, and shouted, "Seven o'clock! Hurry!"

We rushed out and ran in that direction, but no figure was seen. Song Xingchen pointed to a place and said, "Little Master, look!"

There was a bulge on the ground. I handed the shovel to Song Xingchen. He dug it out and raised a bag from the soil. It contained a tape recorder and was playing a terrifying sound at the maximum volume.

Song Xingchen turned it off. I looked around. There seemed to be some footprints on the ground. Before I looked closely, a scream came from behind me, which was the voice of Sun Bingxin.

I was afraid that Sun Bingxin would encounter unexpected circumstances, so I hurried to her tent and asked, "What's wrong?"

Sun Bingxin was so scared that his voice was distorted: "Brother Song Yang, there is ... something licking my face ..."

Huang Xiaotao said, "When I was just asleep, I seemed to feel something was licking my hand. I thought it was a dream."

I asked, "Can I come in?"

"Come in!" Huang Xiaotao said.

I walked into the tent, turned on the lights, and almost smiled when I saw Sun Bingxin's appearance. Huang Xiaotao was lying in a kimono, but Sun Bingxin was wearing a pajamas with a bear pattern.

I noticed that the bottom of the tent was arched. I took Huang Xiaotao's hand and looked at it, and looked at Sun Bingxin's cheek. Some wet liquid remained on it.

I remember that the two girls also mentioned this kind of thing. Is there really a pervert who drilled his head to lick someone? But the opening at the bottom of the tent is very small, let alone a person who can't even get his head in, unless he is a long tongue monster.

I looked at the ground, saw a row of tiny footprints, and suddenly understood ...