Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder’s Record of Counterattacks

Chapter 756: Who is the murderer 4

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There was a scream of horror outside the house, and several people in the house hurried out. This time, the place where the dead person was killed was in a simple toilet in the backyard.

In places like rural villages, toilets are made casually in the backyard.

A girl was pale and terrified, vomiting.

Ning Shu walked over and glanced into the pit, and saw a corpse floating in the pit, face up, his face and head covered with filth.

Her expression was twisted, her mouth was slightly open, and there was sewage in her mouth.

Ning Shu just felt like vomiting in her stomach.

Died in the pit.

The uncle said that Ning Shu said, "Tell me the situation later." Turning around and leaving, Lu Shanshan also covered her mouth and left.

The other members who rushed over saw that they all vomited together, and one person led a bunch of people to vomit.

People died when they got up in the morning, and they didn't eat a bite for breakfast. They would die again. It was still the same way of death, and there was nothing left in the stomach.

"How could this happen?" Fan Junyang couldn't help but scratch his head with both hands, his eyes red.

Fan Junyang is under great pressure now. These people are all brought by him. Now two people have died. Then there will be deaths. Is it the beginning or the end

The death of two people in a row makes everyone feel very disturbed and scared.

An impetuous and tense mood surged in everyone's heart, and a little more movement would lose control.

Ning Shu blocked his nostrils with paper, touched the corpse with a branch, and measured the depth of the latrine with the branch, which was not high.

If you fall, you can stand up completely without suffocating to death.

Did someone drown her in the pit by pressing her body, or did she kill her first and then throw her into the pit

There is no way for an autopsy in this way, and ordinary people can't stand it, let alone an uncle who is serious about cleanliness.

Mei Ziqing frowned, "There is no soul."

If there is no soul, or people are not dead, this is all dead, then the soul has disappeared, and it has disappeared so quickly

Zhang Jiasen squatted next to Ning Shu, staring at the corpse in the pit, and said, "I always feel that this is not purely human action."

Unnatural forces.

Ning Shu picked up the corpse, what clues were there in this person's body.

"We drag him up." Ning Shu said.

Mei Ziqing looked disgusted, "Don't."

Ning Shu moved the corpse in front of him, and cruelly grabbed the clothes of the corpse, and suddenly felt that his hands were sticky, and Ning Shu was simply disgusting.

Pull the corpse up hard.

Suddenly, a puddle of foul-smelling dung water poured into the snow.

Zhang Jiasen and Mei Ziqing immediately moved away from Ning Shu. Ning Shu rubbed his hands on the snow, picked up the branch and moved the corpse's clothes.

The deceased's chest and arms were bitten by something, deep scratches, completely unrecognizable.

There was a big hole in the heart of the chest, and the heart inside was gone.

Ning Shu:! ! ! ! !

Mei Ziqing hurriedly approached, "Is my heart missing?"

"What kind of animal bite and scratch this?" Ning Shu looked at these bite marks and scratches

"Dog, large dog." Zhang Jiasen guessed.

Ning Shu frowned and was bitten like this, digging a big hole in his heart, and then digging out the heart. This was most of the pain, but they didn't hear anything.

Moreover, the grandparents and grandchildren did not have a dog. Where did the murderer get the time to commit the crime

Ning Shu couldn't help but breathe mosquito coils, and was so dizzy.

Ning Shu buried the corpse with snow, which was so disgusting that he didn't want to open a second glance.

The hall was full of people. As soon as Ning Shu walked in, there was a smell of dung water. The uncle pointed to Ning Shu: "Just stand at the door."

Ning Shu:...

"I have something to say." Ning Shu said, to be honest, his cleanliness is really annoying.

"She has scratches and bites on her body, which may have been killed by an animal," Ning Shu said.

"Where is the fatal wound."

"The heart is gone."

"Carnivorous and cruel animals attack vulnerable and vital places." The uncle's slender fingers pointed at his neck, "This is the most critical place."

"The heart also protects the chest cavity. This place can't let people kill you."

Ning Shu's eyes rolled, which meant that the deceased might not be bitten to death by the animal, and the wound was artificially created.

What if you take your claws and make scars on the deceased's body

"Tutor, what should we do." President Fan Junyang asked Uncle Fan. "Let's get out of here."

The uncle said indifferently: "You said how to get there, do you have a plane?"

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and it doesn't stop, so there is no way to drive at all.

Fan Junyang's face was gray, and he became hunched and decadent when he was tall and straight.

Many girls started to cry, and some even pointed at Fan Junyang aloud, "Why did you bring us to such a ghost place? You just wanted to kill us."

As soon as this was said, the girls cried even more sadly. Although the boys did not cry, they had no masters, their expressions were terrified, and their faces were pale.

She was so timid that she trembled all over.

Fan Junyang looked even more ugly, and couldn't help but said, "Pan Chen recommended me to come to this place."

"I..." Everyone looked at Pan Chen, "I read the news from the Internet, saying that the scenery here is good, especially the snowy scenery in winter."

"You must be the murderer, your name is on the brush, and you found the place." A girl pointed to Pan Chen.

Pan Chen is a handsome and weak boy. He was accused by so many people and watched by so many people. His fair skin turned red, and he waved his hands in a hurry, and said in a hurry, "I didn't kill, I really didn't kill."

There was an atmosphere of suffocation and panic in the hall. No one knew if anyone would die. The people around him died, or he

"Guru..." Ning Shu's stomach yelled. She hasn't eaten since she got up in the morning, and she has been doing physical work all the time.

Many people's stomachs also screamed.

Fan Junyang went out of the hall and went to the kitchen to find his ancestors and grandchildren to get breakfast.

Soon the old lady made black noodle buns, some kimchi and polenta, each person had one gruel and one bun, and the others were gone.

Food in the country is inherently bad, plus it’s winter and there are no vegetables.

Moreover, the dishes and chopsticks are not enough. You have to wait until others have finished eating, and then wash the dishes and drink the porridge.

Because Ning Shu went to the manure tank to fish for the corpse, there was a smell no matter how he washed it. Ning Shu planned to go to the kitchen to get ash and rub his hands.

In this case, one should take a bath, but in this cold weather, the bathroom is ventilated, and it is almost freezing to death.

Ning Shu walked into the kitchen and saw the blind child sitting in front of the stove. Her eyes were straight, and her small pupils looked strange.

She touched the firewood next to her with her hand, and then stuffed it into the stove hole.

Ning Shu pursed her lips, walked over and said, "I will wash my hands with some dust."

"Oh, good." Xiao Lan said in a daze, "There is dust in a stove hole next to it."

(End of this chapter)