Game of Destiny: This player is different

Two days passed in a blink of an eye.

After several days of jungle exploration, Qin Nuo and his party finally arrived at Manshaluo.

Due to the rainy and humid climate in Linshui,

the houses in the village adopted a two-story "stilt house" structure.

The upper living area is ventilated, cool and dry.

Not only can it effectively prevent harassment from reptiles and beasts, but the inclined roof is also conducive to rainwater pouring.

The suspended area supported by several wooden piles below,

has no walls and is used to store farm tools, raise livestock, etc.,

which is a special architectural style formed according to the environment.

I thought I would be warmly welcomed by the ethnic minority villagers,

but when the mammoth entered the village,

I found that there were only ruins to greet me.

The load-bearing wooden piles were violently cut down, and the upper houses collapsed.

The rain washed away the traces,

but it could not wash away the bloody smell left in the air.

The house with the largest area in the village and located in the central position was completely burned down by the fire.

The wedge-shaped charcoal piles formed a small hill, silently telling everything that had happened.

"Impossible, I came to Manshaluo a year ago, and it was not like this then..."

Wu Changkong muttered to himself, with an unbelievable look in his eyes.

"Destruction is always easier than creation.

It may take several months to build a village, but it only takes a few hours to destroy a village."

Qin Nuo jumped down from the saddle pit and looked around.

"Everyone go and look for survivors.

Although the hope is slim, it is better to find some clues than nothing."

After that, everyone dispersed and began to search around the village.

He took a step,

Walked to the house that was burned down by the fire and searched for clues.

"There are signs of kerosene residue, and judging from the degree of burning, the fire occurred no more than ten hours ago. That is to say, the arsonist arrived at the village one day before us and committed the atrocities." Qin Nuo casually pulled apart a few pieces of charred charcoal, and his face darkened. "What's wrong, Lei Biaotou?" Ning Wushuang, who had just wandered around, came closer curiously. When he saw the scene clearly, he was immediately stunned and speechless. He saw the charcoal shaped like a human body hidden under the dirty ashes, curled up with his back facing up, and his arms were in a hugging position, as if he was desperately protecting something before dying. He carefully straightened it, and a small, charred corpse in his arms was revealed. The delicate limbs were tightly shrunken, and the head was deeply buried in his knees. The despair before death made the facial expression forever frozen. "Judging from the shape of the bones, the victims are an adult woman and a girl between five and six years old. It is possible that they were direct relatives." Qin Nuo wanted to separate the bodies, but they were hugging each other too tightly, and their skin was stuck to each other, so he could only gently move them to the side and lay them flat. Ning Wushuang didn't say anything, but quietly reached out to help. The two of them worked together to push away the burned beams and wooden boards, and then successively moved out the bodies of the elderly, weak women and children. The rain was dripping, dripping on these people who had long been silent, and a solemn atmosphere quietly enveloped the surroundings. Soon, other people were attracted and silently stared at the many charred bodies lying flat on the ground, not knowing what to say. "All the victims are old people, children, and women.

No adult males were found."

Qin Nuo bent down and roughly examined all the bodies, and said calmly:

"Wu Changkong, you came here a year ago. Do you see anyone familiar inside?"

"..."

The latter had no expression on his face and said in a deep voice: "Lei Biaotou, do you think I can recognize him after he was burned like this?"

"No?

I want to confirm whether the victim is a local villager.

If the identity cannot be confirmed, it will be difficult to make the next speculation."

Qin Nuo adjusted his mood, He rubbed his chin and said seriously:

"When I was young, I encountered a bizarre murder in Yinyi Village.

The murderer disassembled six mummies and pieced them together into seven, which greatly misled my judgment.

Fortunately, I found the key clues in time and solved the mystery, so that the murderer did not get away with it.

Of course, the final arrest process was more difficult.

The opponent came from the Tang Sect in Shuzhong, and his rain of pear blossom needles was unpredictable.

If I hadn't used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to fight him, the outcome would have been unpredictable."

Mummies in Yinyi Village, Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Tang Sect in Shuzhong?

Do you know what you are talking about?

Everyone was stunned, obviously not keeping up with Qin's jumping thoughts,

The heavy mood also fluctuated and became less depressed.

The scene was quiet for a few seconds,

Wu Changkong then replied lightly: "Lei Biaotou, do you mean that you are good at coroner's methods?""It's okay,

Although it has been a long time since I used it, I should be able to find some clues."

Qin Nuo waved his hand and answered casually, half squatting down to carefully look through each corpse.

Sometimes he bent the ankles, sometimes he touched the back,

or he held the dead person's head and scratched his eye sockets.

After a while, he brushed off the ashes on his hands, stood up and said calmly:

"The tibia is thick, the forehead bone is prominent,

the spine is curved, and the distance between the heel bone and the posterior ankle is small.

It can be preliminarily determined that the deceased is a local resident.

By the way, did you find the bodies of other victims?"

"No."

"I looked around and didn't find anything."

"Me too."

Hearing the answer,

Qin Nuo pondered: "So... the murderer only killed the elderly, women and children in the village, and abducted all the young and strong men.

This behavior is not in line with the behavior of bandits,

they have a high demand for women."

"Perhaps the murderer is in urgent need of labor, so he took the men away as coolies."

Wu Changkong rolled his eyes and put forward a hypothesis.

"It is very likely that outsiders were responsible for the murder of local residents.

And we know that the outsiders who are capable of attacking villages are the imperial court and the Crescent Moon Sect.

They will not absorb ordinary people at will."

Qin Nuo suddenly thought of a rumor.

The Crescent Moon Sect had attacked Hongluo Town in the south in order to capture able-bodied men for drug testing.

"No way, I only dare to use small animals for experiments.

They are so bold that they test drugs on living people?

If this hypothesis is true, the Crescent Moon Sect is really fast."

He muttered to himself,

No conclusion was drawn before solid evidence was obtained.

The crowd stood there for a while, and seeing that they could not analyze the situation,

they dug a pit on the spot and buried the bodies in batches.

Death is the greatest thing, and it is best to be buried in peace.

A group of innocent people who were killed cannot be abandoned no matter what.

"What's written on the tombstone?"

Horeger patted the mound of earth tightly and turned to ask.

"The tomb of Manshaluo Village, right?"

Wu Changkong sighed and inserted the simple tombstone made of wood on the grave:

"A year ago, I promised Xiao that I would come back to see them, but I didn't expect it. Alas..."

"Nine out of ten things are not as expected, but you can only tell people that there are only two or three things.

If you are willing, wait until you catch the murderer and avenge the villagers."

Qin Nuo consoled him and tilted his head to look at Shen Jinshan.