"Fuck me!"

"Fuck! What's going on?"

Both Lao Chi and Mao Ning'an were startled by the sudden attack of the crow and took several steps back.

Qi Yi closed the door and retreated three meters away, looking at the birds outside with lingering fear.

Several crows rushed over and hit the balcony glass door. They fell to the ground and twitched and struggled, unable to survive.

Lao Chi cursed: "What a sinister thing. Why did these black-feathered birds suddenly go crazy? Did they commit suicide?"

Mao Ning'an was terrified: "What exactly is going on?"

"ah!"

Just as the three of them fell silent facing the balcony, a scream came from the master bedroom.

The expressions of the three of them changed, and Lao Chi was the first to react: "Oops, I forgot about the little brother inside." With that, he rushed to the master bedroom.

Qi Yi and Mao Ning'an also reacted and ran over quickly.

The window of the master bedroom opened two palm-wide gaps, and five or six crows flew in, pecking around Lao Mao's apprentice. There were more crows circling outside, and they might fly in at any time.

The young apprentice ignored the crows in the room and rushed over to close the window. In just a moment, several bloody holes were pecked on his head and the back of his hands.

Lao Chi shouted: "I'm coming!"

As he spoke, he picked up the book next to him, rolled it into a stick and fought against the crows. After a while, several crows were beaten to death on the ground.

Qi Yi silently put away the screwdriver in his hand.

A few crows didn't pose a threat to them, but if they were pecked, they would make a hole, and they might not get a piece of meat. Not to mention there were hundreds of crows outside. If they all pounced down and attacked, they would probably be pecked to death, and they would die.

It was very miserable, no less miserable than Ling Chi.

Several people looked at each other, Qi Yi squatted down, moved several crow carcasses to the coffee table in the living room, and lined them up.

Others also followed out, and Lao Chi checked around again and locked all the doors and windows of the house.

The few crows that bumped into the door had long been unable to pounce and collapsed on the ground like dead birds. Qi Yi's eyes moved away from the dead birds and returned to the flock of birds.

They were already minding their own business, circling silently, flying up and down, seemingly not paying attention to this place, and having no interest in it. The previous few crows were more like "thornheads" who broke away from the large group and acted without permission.

Qi Yi calmed down and while briefly treating his apprentice's wounds, he said, "Why did the crow suddenly attack us for no reason?"

Lao Chi said hesitantly: "Is there a possibility that these crows are not actually attacking us, but they just simply pounced on us?"

While sucking in the air-conditioning, the little apprentice looked up at the light: "Are they just coming in to eat bugs?"

"It's possible." Mao Ning'an was quite rational: "Most birds have very good eyesight, and there are a lot of flying insects here. They probably just saw flying ants and wanted to come in to prey." This was very unconfident, but

I can't think of a better explanation at this time.

Qi Yi poured cold water on them: "Contrary to most people's impressions, crows are actually diurnal birds that rise during the day and lie down at night. They come out to look for food during the day and usually spend the night lurking in branches, caves and other places, rarely moving."

Lao Chi's heart skipped a beat: "Then these black-feathered birds..."

"So I told you when I saw a crow for the first time. It was very strange. This is not in line with the biological habits of crows. And as a diurnal bird, the visual cells of crows are biased towards ultraviolet light, and they are basically blind in the infrared part. Night blindness is very serious.

serious."

Mao Anning felt her throat was a little dry: "After all, the light is on in the room, they should be able to see it, right?"

"I don't know, but there are no bugs in the master bedroom." Qi Yi shook his head. His research on crows was not that in-depth. Before, he only knew that they were diurnal birds, omnivorous and addicted to carrion. Most of the other knowledge he had acquired in the past few days.

The three of them were silent.

After treating the injuries on his young apprentice, Qi Yi looked out the window again. Compared with the crows that swooped down, Qi Yi was more concerned about the large flock of black-feathered birds circling outside.

"Someone must be driving them, is it a fake?" Qi Yi thought to himself: "These are obviously wild crows, how did he do it?"

Mao Ning'an said: "By the way, I found a few thick, black hairs in the master bedroom, about seven or eight centimeters. I thought they didn't belong to Wang Zangfeng, so I collected them all."

Lao Chi continued: "We also found hair like this, it is probably left by a counterfeit."

Lao Chi asked again: "Have you found any other clues?"

"Not yet, what about you?"

"I found a small pool of vomit." Lao Chi continued to "take credit".

After chatting for a while and exchanging results and opinions, they decided to continue working. Mao Ning'an took his apprentice back to the master bedroom, while Qi Yi inspected the crow corpse on the coffee table.

There was more or less a small amount of dust and catkins attached to the feathers, indicating that they were the same crows we encountered before.

After a rough inspection, Qi Yi walked to the balcony: "I'll open the door, and you can help me keep an eye on it."

Lao Chi hurriedly shouted: "Hey, hey, hey! What do you want to do?"

Qi Yi ignored him, opened a gap in the glass door, fished out the five crow carcasses on the ground, and then quickly closed the door and locked it.

After playing with the crow carcass he had picked up, he said:

"My neck was broken."

Lao Chi was also pecked on his hand and became angry when he saw these black-feathered birds: "Are these crows crazy? If they didn't eat bugs, they would be considered death squads. Are you saying that anyone in the world can tame crows?"

"

"have no idea."

Qi Yi picked up a bird's head with two fingers. The crow had just died, and its body was lying softly, swaying left and right in the air.

The familiar scene reminded Qi Yi of the crow fished out of the stomach of Gaohuicheng. It was also so limp and had just died when it was found. However, the crow died of respiratory acidosis, and

Not breaking the neck.

There was a flash of lightning in his head, but unfortunately the inspiration was fleeting and he still failed to catch it. Unwilling to give up, he put the crow in the palm of his hand, brought it close to his eyes and looked at it carefully, hoping to find more commonalities.

It's not that simple. Apart from basically confirming that these crows should come from the same habitat, he found nothing more.

Being led by the nose all the time, Lao Chi became more and more anxious: "Let's go, get down to business, and see if there are any other clues. Don't worry about the crows for now. We'll take these idiots back later for you to dissect."

Although Qi Yi was unwilling to give up, he could only pack up the crow's body first and then go back to the air for inspection. At the moment, Wang Zangfeng's home was more important.

The counterfeiters have done a lot of tricks here, which just shows that they have found the right direction and must conduct an in-depth investigation.

After refocusing his attention, Qi Yi carefully checked the TV cabinet, storage racks, dining table and chairs, etc., but unfortunately found nothing.

Looking outside the balcony again, I don't know when the group of crows disappeared without a trace, leaving no trace except for five bird carcasses and a few white marks on the glass window.

Everything is the same as the detachment, the birds appear quietly and strangely, appear briefly and then disappear strangely.

The crow is more like a signal, so will something weird happen next?
Chapter completed!