ghost craftsman

Chapter 335 Four Gates (4)

"26 people?" Captain Peng's expression froze, "Is this the real number?"

"I assure you, this is definitely the real number. There are 26 people in total, and everyone is registered, and their death looks exactly the same as those of the chefs, with three scratch marks on both cheeks." Mr. Wang said as he spoke. , while fiddling under the coffee table for a while.

Soon, Mr. Wang took out more than [-] photos and put them on the coffee table, and said in a deep voice, "This is their dead face."

I looked down, and the top photo was a man in his forties, with a rather ragged blue shirt on his upper body, a pair of cotton trousers on his lower body, and six deep marks on his face. It was three, and even the bright white bones could be seen.

What I can't understand is that this mark doesn't look like it was cut out with any sharp tool, but more like it was cut out with some kind of wood. What's even more weird is that the flesh on both sides of the mark is faintly blackened, a bit like It was burnt.

As soon as I saw this, I didn't care so much, I quickly picked up all the photos, and compared the wounds one by one, without exception, the wounds of every deceased were like this.

"Dongchuan, did you find anything?" Captain Peng asked me.

I glanced at him and said in a deep voice, "It seems artificial."

"Man-made?" Captain Peng frowned.

I hummed, passed the photo in my hand to him, and explained: "Captain Peng, look at this wound, if it is a fox's claw, or some sharp weapon, the wound must be as smooth as jade, absolutely not When this kind of uneven wound appears, look at the flesh near the wound, the flesh is black, as if burnt, there is only one way to create this effect."

Having said that, I didn't speak any more, but looked up at the two of them.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Captain Peng quickly asked, "What can I do?"

"Yes, little brother, what is the solution?" Old Master Wang also asked from the side.

I swallowed my saliva, and tremblingly said: "Thousands of years... elm."

"Elm?" Captain Peng seemed a little unconvinced, and asked in confusion, "Using elm can produce this effect."

I hummed and said: "Elm wood is tough and has clear texture. It only needs to be sharpened, then ignited, and scratched across the face of a person to create this effect. Look at the marks on the face of the deceased, you guys As a layman, you may not understand the truth here, but if you look carefully, you will find that the traces are very small, like the grain of elm wood."

After all, I raised my hand towards the trace on the first photo, pointed to it, and continued: "Look here, is there a very fine texture in the trace?"

Captain Peng took the photo and looked at it carefully, frowned and said, "It seems to be true."

After finishing speaking, he handed the photo to Mr. Wang and said, "Mr. Wang, take a look too."

Mr. Wang took the photo, fiddled with a pair of presbyopic glasses on his body, put it on, stared at the photo for a full minute, and said in a deep voice, "It seems to be true, it's just..."

While speaking, he glanced up at me and said doubtfully: "Little brother, at your age, your eyes should not be so tricky, you can spot such small things."

I smiled wryly. It's not that my eyes are tricky, but it's related to my profession. After all, as a ghost craftsman, I have a different intuition about wood than ordinary people.

Just as I was in a daze for a while, Captain Peng said to Mr. Wang, "Mr. Wang, you don't know something. Dongchuan is a ghost craftsman, and when it comes to wood..."

Before he finished speaking, Captain Peng and I were completely stunned by Mr. Wang's reaction. We stared at Mr. Wang incredulously, with only one thought in mind, what is he doing? As for this?

(End of this chapter)