Hearing Jiang Baimian's answer, Shang Jianyao looked back regretfully.
Fortunately, fortunately, he didn't go his own way this time... Seeing this, Long Yuehong breathed a sigh of relief.
In fact, he also knew that most of the time Shang Jianyao still listened to people's words and obeyed the arrangement.
At this time, Wang Fugui saw that Jiang Baimian was still looking at the rotting corpses that were blurred or fragmented, and he couldn't help raising his hand to touch his nose and said:
"Are there clues to them?"
"Not sure." Jiang Baimian replied casually, "The main reason is that I don't have a camera right now, so I can't take pictures. I have to write down various details and do further analysis later."
At this moment, there is no time or condition for her to do an in-depth autopsy.
Jiang Baimian immediately put on gloves, and together with Bai Chen, quickly checked the situation of the corpse and the items they were carrying to see if they could find some valuable information.
Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong stared at Wang Fugui and others, while the other guarded the surroundings in case they were attacked.
During this process, Long Yuehong sniffed the disgusting corpse odor, and somehow felt that she had entered a ghost story:
The few ruin hunters were "charmed" by the white wolf, and after they were led into the ruins of the city at the other end of the cave, they jumped off the building one by one and died!
It's eerie, mysterious, and terrifying at the same time.
And this is just some of the people who were brought here by the white wolf... What about the others? How are they now? Long Yuehong looked around vigilantly, only to feel that the desolate and quiet city square with green plants seemed to be brewing unknown things.
The unknown often represents terror.
Jiang Baimian did not delay too much time, and quickly completed the preliminary autopsy.
As she took off the gloves and put them in a special plastic bag, she said:
"At present, it seems that they fell to their death, but before they jumped off the building, it is unknown what happened to their mind or body. Hey, we can't do detailed autopsy here."
She even knew how to perform autopsy... Wang Fugui was stunned for a while.
For him, even the word "autopsy" was learned through some Old World books he found while exploring other ruins.
Of course, as relic hunters, they will also touch corpses in their daily adventures, check traces, and determine the cause of death, but these are very superficial, and they have not formed a systematic science. They are supported purely by experience, so they can only confirm that the target died Guns, sharps, or beasts, died in fierce battles, or were attacked from behind by someone.
As for the items found in the corpse, Jiang Baimian collected them, and prepared to go back and study them carefully.
Waite and the others did not stop or try to get a piece of the pie. After all, most of the missing relic hunters and wilderness wanderers lived miserably. Except for weapons, organs were the most valuable things on their bodies.
"Their guns are gone." Wang Fugui said the obvious.
"Before entering the ruins of the city, was disarmed by the white wolf, or, before jumping off the building to commit suicide, left the weapon somewhere?" Jiang Baimian looked up at the majestic black building.
She exhaled slowly and said:
"Let's not go in, just walk around to see if there are any clues."
"Okay." Waite was the first to respond.
Just wanting to take the opportunity to make a fortune, he was quicker to echo Jiang Baimian than the three "old tune group" members, Shang Jianyao, Long Yuehong, and Bai Chen.
This made Long Yuehong feel sympathetic to each other.
Gray and Fars didn't necessarily want to find the secrets of the old world, and they expressed their support after a little thought.
For them, the purpose of finding the secrets of the old world is to make money and exchange for the needed materials, and since there are other ways and other ways to harvest valuable items, there is no need to take risks.
Except for a very few, the vast majority of human beings choose what is easy and what is safe. Of course, the premise is that the wealth seized by those options is not much different in current cognition.
"Okay." Wang Fugui took his eyes back from the black building.
The two teams immediately bypassed here and walked to the side.
"Wow! Wow! Wow!"
A crow flew by in the air, causing many bird calls.
"It doesn't look like there are no creatures here." Shang Jianyao looked disappointed.
But in this environment, the crow's cry is more terrifying than any sound... Long Yuehong retorted in his heart.
While walking, Jiang Baimian suddenly stopped.
Following her gaze, Bai Chen saw a leather shoe with rough workmanship and rough style.
It has a lot of mud on the upper, and the surface is the traces of rain after drying.
It looked very "new" compared to the shoes on the feet of some nearby corpses.
Long Yuehong slowly raised her eyes and looked at the mid-air corresponding to the leather shoes.
Then, on the sidewalk tree, he saw a highly decomposed corpse with its tongue sticking out, swaying slightly in the breeze.
The corpse had one foot bare and the other was wearing leather shoes.
The shoes were the same as the ones on the ground.
Wang Fugui's expression was slightly condensed, and he said in a deep voice:
"The leather used for this shoe is of an aberrant creature, which must have been absent before the destruction of the old world."
What he meant was that the corpse hanging from a tree on the sidewalk belonged to a relic hunter or wanderer who had disappeared before.
Over there is suicide by jumping off a building, here is suicide by hanging? Long Yuehong only felt a chill pour out of her heart.
Jiang Baimian nodded slowly, saying that it seemed so right.
Shang Jianyao asked curiously:
"What kind of aberrant creature?"
"I don't know what the major forces call it, but it is a distorted electric eel. Its skin is closer to that of a snake, and it is also like a giant python. At the same time, it retains the ability to release high-voltage current, and the environment of lakes and rivers They are very suitable and are called 'Dragon Kings' by many homeless people of ash blood, and some people even sacrifice them and give them tribute." Wang Fugui briefly introduced, "The smaller ones among them are not so difficult to kill."
When he said this, he didn't associate this distorted creature with Jiang Baimian's special ability.
In his mind, it should be a hidden special discharge device.
After Shang Jianyao got the answer, he looked up at the street tree:
"Are you going to let it go?"
"You can give it a try." Jiang Baimian nodded lightly.
Shang Jianyao put on gloves and volunteered. The four hunters in Wang Fugui's team plus Long Yuehong were vigilant, as if they were afraid of corpse transformation or other terrifying things.
Soon, the body was put on the ground, and Jiang Baimian started a simple inspection.
Waite and others took the opportunity to search the surrounding vehicles and bones, looking for valuable items.
"It was hanged." After a while, Jiang Baimian stood up.
Seeing this, Shang Jianyao dragged the old world plastic canopy that had fallen on the street and covered it over the corpse.
"You're still, quite..." Wang Fugui didn't know how to describe it for a while.
"Normal?" Shang Jianyao evaluated himself.
"..." Wang Fugui couldn't answer.
After collecting some supplies, the two teams turned into a nearby residential area.
This is the closest settlement to the black building.
"I don't know if anyone who works in that building lives here..." Jiang Baimian whispered to the group members.
Shang Jianyao shook his head with a heavy face:
"According to the situation presented by various entertainment materials in the old world, the housing prices in the core areas of the city are unaffordable for ordinary employees."
"All you can afford are high-rise buildings, which is more valuable." Jiang Baimian nodded. "There is also the possibility of renting. It is very convenient to live near the workplace."
While speaking, they carried their weapons and cautiously entered the residential area.
Although they haven't encountered any danger yet, the strangeness here has made the air tense.
Just after passing the entrance, the eyes of the eight people turned to the landscape pond in front at the same time.
There was a corpse floating there, swollen, rotting, and white with blisters.
"One of those people who were brought here by the white wolf?" With the previous experience, Long Yuehong made a direct guess.
This man drowned himself in a landscape pond
Those people that the White Wolf brought into the ruins of Wasteland No. 13 committed suicide in various places in the ruins of the city
Hiss... Long Yuehong heard Waite's breathless voice.
Frankly, he almost did that too, just a little slower.
The strangeness of this matter is almost beyond his psychological capacity.
Wang Fugui stared for a moment and said:
"I'm really afraid that if I stay here for a long time, like them, I will kill myself inexplicably and without warning..."
"This possibility is not ruled out." Jiang Baimian answered seriously.
Waite's pupils were slightly enlarged, and he said anxiously:
"Would you like to go back
"Gather some supplies and books on the way."
He has got quite a lot of items now, and he has no motivation to keep going.
Jiang Baimian glanced at Shang Jianyao, Long Yuehong, and Bai Chen, and said after deliberation:
"it is good."
The strangeness of things was beyond her imagination, and she thought it was better to be cautious.
In addition to Shang Jianyao's regret, both Long Yuehong and Bai Chen agreed.
Gray and Fars were obviously relieved when they saw this.
In this situation, normal humans are unwilling to stay longer, let alone experienced ones.
As a saying of the gray people said: the older the rivers and lakes, the less courageous.
At this moment, a few hundred meters or more away from them, a voice came:
"Ow!"
This is a standard wolf howl, not as scary as the monster roar of the Swamp 1 Ruins.
"That white wolf?" Shang Jianyao said excitedly.
Wang Fugui pondered for a few seconds:
"Would you like to catch it by the way?"
This is a very lucrative task, and it is also the purpose of Wang Fugui and the others who are solitary hunters and the "old tune group" coming to the mountains on the north bank.
Jiang Baimian has not responded yet, Shang Jianyao said with an embarrassed expression:
"I'm afraid its owner will get angry."
Master... Yes, the white giant wolf brought so many people here, if it wasn't for himself, it should be to serve a certain existence... Long Yuehong's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately thought of it.
In the ruins of this wasteland No. 13, there is only one known person who can be the owner of the white wolf:
Wu Meng.