ghost market

Everyone has habits.What kind of food to eat, what kind of beverage to drink, what kind of posture to use when sleeping, etc., these are all habits.And for a person with fighting skills, he also has habits in things like body shape, movement, and attack angle, especially when using cold weapons.What I found on the wound of the old man in front of me was a habit, a habit that belonged to the old man.

Most of my fighting skills come from Lao Ding's professors. During the ten-year study process, I can say that I know every fighting move of him very well.Lao Ding has a habit of using knives - turning and dragging.It means that after the knife is pierced into the enemy's body, there is a movement of turning the blade, and then the knife is pulled out.

In fact, this action is a habitual action of many veterans who have been on the battlefield, because turning and dragging after piercing can cause more damage to the enemy and facilitate the quick resolution of the battle.However, the movement of most people is to turn clockwise, and then drag the knife out.In the case of holding the dagger forehand, this method is more convenient.But Lao Ding's movements are different. First, he is used to holding the knife with his backhand, so the movement of turning the knife after piercing is counterclockwise.Second, when he pulled the knife out, he would subconsciously press down on the handle of the knife, so that the body of the knife would pick up, and when he pulled it out, he would leave an upward-sloping wound on the skin.

The traces left by these actions are very subtle. Even if a forensic doctor conducts an autopsy, he can only record the characteristics of the wound and determine the murder weapon. It is impossible to directly locate the murderer.But I am different, I am too familiar with Lao Ding.The wound formed by this unique technique is almost the same as a label in my eyes.What's more, I always thought that Mu Qisheng was an important clue to investigate Lao Ding's disappearance, and after I followed his whereabouts to this tavern, I saw such a wound again.I will definitely think of Lao Ding directly in my heart.Although I cannot be [-]% sure that Lao Ding was the one who assassinated this old man, I am at least [-]% sure.

The greater the certainty, the more confused I am.Lao Ding is a soldier with a strong sense of justice and integrity. He is the top leader of the action team and a man who protects the people.Thus, the warrior who has been walking on the edge of life and death for decades.Why would such a person kill an old man?An old man in a backwoods tavern?

Is it him?Is it Lao Ding?

I stared at the wound, and couldn't help hesitating, and even wondered if I was wrong.I slowly stretched out my hand, just about to open the old man's clothes and look at the wound, but suddenly I heard a very subtle scream in my ears.

It was the sound that Lan Ling blew with a special whistle, it was a signal between us, it meant that Lan Ling had discovered the situation, and I had to leave immediately.

Without further ado, I could only grit my teeth angrily.Giving up on continuing to observe the wound, he opened the side window as fast as he could and flipped out.As soon as my feet landed, I hurriedly walked towards the side of the road, and at the same time turned my head to look at the alley leading directly to the tavern.

It was Mu Qi who gave birth to them.

Oops!been discovered!

After taking a quick look, I found that Mu Qisheng and the others suddenly started running and rushed towards this side.I don't know how they found out that something was wrong, but the current situation clearly treats me as a suspect.I quickly turned into the alley and left quickly, and it didn't take long.I heard hurried footsteps behind me, and I knew they were chasing me.I know something is wrong.I hurriedly speeded up and ran in the alley.Fortunately, after making the plan last night, I firmly imprinted the topographic map drawn by Lan Ling and the others in my mind, which will come in handy right now.Relying on my familiarity with the terrain, I turned left for a while and turned right for a while.After jumping up and down for a long time, he finally got rid of the person chasing behind him.

After getting rid of the pursuers, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.However, I still dare not be careless.In order not to cause problems, I didn't go to meet Lan Ling immediately.Instead, he went back to the hotel after a long circle, and then sent Huang Feng, who was guarding the hotel, to look for Lan Ling.It wasn't until Lan Ling came back that I realized that the old man killed in the tavern was Slam Turhun, the person written on that note.

This time, I have more doubts.My mind is full of messy guesses, but none of them can be sorted out.However, I am very sure of one thing, that is, as long as you keep an eye on Mu Qisheng, you will definitely find Lao Ding.As long as he is found, all mysteries will be answered.

Two days later, Mu Qisheng and others set off on the road again.Led by a short and strong Uighur youth, they drove straight to the desert.I know that Uyghur youth is Arslan, the son of Slamu, and I saw him arrange funeral affairs for Slamu.However, I don't know where he is going to take Mu Qisheng and the others, nor what their purpose is.

Lan Ling has performed many desert missions, and Lop Nur has also been here many times.She made a guess based on the direction of Arslan's journey, thinking that they should be heading along an abandoned trade route.I thought about it, and decided to go ahead of Mu Qisheng and the others according to Lan Ling's prediction, in case they found out.Deserts are not like dense forests in mountains, where there is little occlusion and a wide field of vision. If we don't change our way, our tracking will be easily spotted.I asked Huang Feng to follow Mu Qisheng and the others for a while, so as to confirm whether Lan Ling's prediction was correct.As for myself and Lan Ling, we set off ahead of schedule and headed towards Mu Qisheng's direction by going around another road.

Facts have proved that Lan Ling's prediction is very accurate.We followed them for a few days in this alternate way, and we kept them in the field of vision all the time, which can be said to be very successful.However, that afternoon, we encountered a sudden change.

Because the yellow wind has always been behind, we are ahead.So, according to the plan, we should have a swap with him that day.The meeting and exchange location was set in a rock group on the way forward, and the information had already been left at the last resting point, and Huang Feng would rush over as soon as he saw it.

When Lan Ling and I were waiting for Huang Feng in the rock group, she suddenly felt uneasy and told me that she had a very bad premonition that something might happen.I still trust her intuition very much, so I hurriedly asked her which direction she felt from, is it a person?Still something?But she said she didn't know, she felt like it was everywhere, so she couldn't tell.

At this time, the yellow wind that caught up from behind reached the rock group. We had just met, but the originally clear sky suddenly darkened, and then a terrible storm blew up.Lan Ling changed his face when he saw the storm, and hurriedly dragged us to hide deeper in the rock group.For us, this kind of storm is the "black storm" in the sand people's mouth. It is very terrifying. As long as it touches the edge, there is basically no way out.

I glanced back at the dark cave, deeply convinced by Lan Ling's words.I think her ominous premonition just now is because of this storm.Unfortunately, it wasn't long before I learned that this terrifying sandstorm was only part of it.

Huang Feng is dead.

Died in an inexplicable raid.

At that time, we were heading towards the depths of the cave, planning to find a place to pitch camp and wait out the storm.I couldn't help worrying about Mu Qisheng, wondering if they could escape this terrifying sandstorm, if they died in the storm, the clues at hand would be completely cut off.Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard Huang Feng yelling not far behind me. Lan Ling and I immediately took out our weapons and turned around, only to see Huang Feng stabbed in the heart by a burly man , Seeing that he couldn't survive.

The surprise attack came suddenly at that moment.A few men in desert camouflage uniforms suddenly rushed out from the dark, armed with knives and guns, and attacked us without saying a word, in a desperate posture.Lan Ling and I immediately fought back, but the incident happened suddenly, and the opponent's manpower was much larger than ours, so we quickly lost the wind.

We fought while running, and ran around in the cave in a panic.Not long after, Lan Ling was also sacrificed in the struggle.I was alone and could only continue to flee until I accidentally fell into a cave and passed out.When I woke up, it had been a long time since that inexplicable surprise attack.I didn't dare to move indiscriminately, and I didn't dare to turn on the flashlight, so I could only treat the injury hastily in the dark.The sacrifice of Huang Feng and Lan Ling made me extremely sad, and along with the grief, there was also a doubt that almost suffocated me to the point of suffocation.

Those wearing desert camouflage uniforms attacked mercilessly when they came up, obviously wanting to kill us.After thinking about it, I think the only reason they did it was that we were unintentionally standing in their way.As the saying goes, "The mantis catches the cicada, the oriole follows".We were apparently unknowingly mistaken for "mantises" and thus targeted by "sorrels."Then, the "cicadas" can only be Mu Qisheng and the others.

who are they?Why do you want to do this?Why was Mu Qisheng targeted by them?

I tried my best to turn my brain, but I couldn't figure it out until I was dizzy, and finally I could only fall into a lethargic sleep under the torture of exhaustion.Half asleep and half awake, my ears suddenly caught a sound.I woke up immediately, but I didn't dare to move, I just lurked in place and listened silently.

It's Mu Qisheng!

They are here too.I just don't know when they arrived. Did you meet the group of people wearing desert camouflage uniforms?

The voices of Mu Qisheng and the others disappeared quickly. I waited for a while, and after feeling nothing unusual, I crawled out of the hole and cautiously walked towards the direction where the voice disappeared. (To be continued..)