Concubine

Chapter 1 "A Tale of Concubines" - "Da Ming Mentions the Criminal Officer" Snow Demon Black Hole
In Ngari, Tibet, in the precipitous mountains of the Himalayas, the heavy snow all over the sky is like torn cotton wool, floating down in random groups.On the snow-covered mountain road, a truck is like a slowly wriggling snail, crawling alone in the heavy snow.

In the truck, Yang Qiuchi was sitting on the co-pilot seat, holding the door handle tightly with one hand, looking at the steep snow-covered mountain road, feeling a little nervous, looking out the side window to the sky beyond the cliff, the gloomy sky Messy snowflakes floated from the depths, rolled and fell to the cliff outside the road, and forced a smile: "Didn't the TV forecast last night say that today's weather will be sunny? Why did it snow so well, and it will take a long time to return."

The driver is a Tibetan youth who is fluent in Chinese: "You don't know that, the sky on the grassland is like a child's face, it changes as soon as it changes. Can you count what the girl on TV said?" Turning his head , with a look of excitement: "Hey! Tell me two more jokes you just said."

Yang Qiuchi is a forensic doctor in the criminal police team of a certain city. He has just graduated and worked for a few years.Forensic doctors deal with all kinds of strange corpses all day long.It really made Yang Qiuchi bored.The most depressing thing is talking about girlfriends. When people hear about his occupation, most of them will smile like they see a monster and say, "You are so brave, I admire you... But, I don't think we are suitable..." So Until now, he is still a bachelor.Several times I applied to the leader to change jobs, but they were not approved because there was no successor.

When I was admitted to the major of medical major, I don’t know where my brain was short-circuited, so I chose to major in forensic science. Look at my other classmates who entered the medical university together, and now many of them have become well-known clinicians. Only myself, still rolling in the pile of dead people every day.After thinking about it, I regret it.

This time, the unit has a task of aiding Tibet, helping the Public Security Department of Ngari Prefecture in Tibet to establish a standard forensic room and responsible for training local forensic doctors.Others were afraid of altitude sickness and didn't want to go. Yang Qiuchi wanted to go out to get some fresh air and see the blue sky and white clouds in the mysterious Tibet, so he volunteered and was immediately approved.So he took a full set of forensic equipment to aid Tibet and flew to Gonggar Airport in Lhasa, Tibet.A large truck dispatched by the Ngari District Public Security Department had long been waiting at Lhasa Airport. After loading the equipment, the truck drove westward into the vast Ngari Grassland.

The car has been driving on the vast grassland for two days, and there are hardly any cars along the way, it is really boring. The Tibetan driver sent by the Ali Public Security Department told a few dirty jokes, and Yang Qiuchi also made a few funny jokes, The driver laughed out loud and kept asking Yang Qiuchi to say more.To Yang Qiuchi, this kind of joke is a child's play. He usually goes to adult websites when he has nothing to do. He has seen many such pornographic jokes. It is full of pornographic pictures and novels that Yang Qiuchi downloaded from the Internet on weekdays. If the master driver saw it, it might be so novel.

However, now Yang Qiuchi is not in the mood to tell dirty jokes, the road conditions are so complicated, the sky is getting gloomy, and the snow is getting heavier and heavier, so why is he in the mood to say such things.

Seeing that Yang Qiuchi was very nervous, the driver, although a little funny, did not dare to be careless. He concentrated on driving for a while, and felt his stomach was very uncomfortable, so he held the steering wheel with one hand, covered his stomach with the other, and muttered indistinctly. In a few sentences, he slowly parked the car on the side of the road, frowned and said with a wry smile: "My stomach hurts badly, damn it, it must be because the shredded pork noodles I ate in that little hotel in the morning were not clean." The armed belt with the pistol hanging from his lower waist was thrown on the seat, he tore a few pieces of toilet paper, opened the door and got out of the car, and ran to the back of the truck for convenience.

Yang Qiuchi looked at the pistol on the armed belt beside him, and he knew from the exposed part of the holster that it was a domestically produced Type [-] pistol. This type of pistol could be loaded with one hand, and you only needed to tighten the trigger with your fingers to load it. The active retainer snaps off, which is useful in case of a hand injury.There is also an exquisite small Tibetan knife hanging on the armed belt, which seems to be used by the Tibetan master when he usually eats beef and mutton.

Although the air conditioner was turned on in the car, Yang Qiuchi still felt a little cold. He took out a miniature digital camera the size of a cigarette box from his pocket, and prepared to take some pictures of the snow scene, although the gloomy sky and the messy snowflakes were not really the same. What beauty.

Suddenly, Yang Qiuchi heard a piercing whistling sound like tearing cloth, looked outside, only to see that the wind outside suddenly increased several times, wrapped in gray snow, like strange long snakes, piercing through Over the mountain pass in the distance, screaming and rushing towards the truck.

The whole truck shook like a boat in a torrent.

Yang Qiuchi threw down the digital camera, rushed towards the car door nervously, opened it with difficulty, and poked his head out: "Hey! Get in the car, it's dangerous!"

The Tibetan driver had already stood up, holding his trousers in one hand and stretching out the other hand, walking towards the truck step by step in the strong wind.Just when he was about to touch the rear of the truck, the howling wind suddenly intensified, blowing the front of the truck upwards, neighing like a war horse, and then slid backwards.The wind was so violent that the car door seemed to be slammed by an invisible giant hand and slammed shut, almost pinching Yang Qiuchi's head.

The moment Yang Qiuchi retracted his head, he saw that the Tibetan pilot had already flown into the air, like soot scattered on the table being blown up, waving his hands wildly, and quickly turned into a small black spot, falling far away to the sky. Went down the cliff.

He was swept away by the wind!Such a high cliff must be smashed into meat sauce!Yang Qiuchi thought frantically, he was joking just now, but now he is dead under the cliff!Will I die?The wind howled, the truck creaked and continued to slide towards the edge of the outer cliff, and the bottom of the dark cliff could not be seen.Yang Qiuchi felt unprecedented fear, and stretched out his hand to hold the steering wheel tightly: "It's over, this is over, I'm going to die before I get married!"

Suddenly, the truck stopped and slid, the gust of wind disappeared, and it was surprisingly quiet outside.But this kind of quiet made Yang Qiuchi even more terrified. He graduated from a medical university with a clinical major. During his internship, he had seen many patients before they died. A moment of clarity is often a sign of death.

A flash of light flashed by, illuminating the driver's cab brightly. In the distance, a colorful vortex appeared on the gray-white mountain pass. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge funnel again, like the mouth of a giant black hole. Suck everything on the ground into your mouth.

The gust of wind picked up again, and the huge truck flew up as if nothing had happened, circled a few times in mid-air, and rushed towards the huge black mouth.

Strands of black, gray, and white eddies coiled around Yang Qiuchi, and snowflakes and stones swirled.Yang Qiuchi felt that at some point, he had left the truck and was spinning and floating beside the truck.He saw strangely that there was a person in the cab, his head was bumping around in the cab, and blood was spattering.

The man turned his head, and Yang Qiuchi saw clearly now that the person in the cab was Yang Qiuchi himself!

Has your soul left your body?Could it be that he is already dead?Death is so simple, there is no pain, if I knew that death was so easy, I don't need to be afraid.

The vortex turned faster and faster, and Yang Qiuchi saw himself in the cab, smashing the window glass, flying out, quickly ascending, and disappearing into the depths of the funnel.

Yang Qiuchi was still floating around the truck, as light as a feather.At this time, the funnel suddenly turned around and spit out everything in his stomach.Yang Qiuchi and the truck were originally flying upwards, but now they fell downwards.He scratched his hands and gradually lost consciousness.

Just when Yang Qiuchi slowly lost consciousness, he saw a person lying between a shiny jade belt, with bright red blood around his body.Yang Qiuchi felt himself pounce on that person lightly, and then everything was plunged into darkness.

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(End of this chapter)