Section Chief Feng was used to seeing the corpse, but he obviously had never seen someone who had just died. His face was pale, his lips were trembling, and he held a flashlight in his hand, constantly illuminating the victim up and down, and he was still whispering in his mouth, not knowing what he was saying.

Lin Ying hung the night vision device around her neck, and she frowned and walked towards the stranger step by step.

The iron nail was nailed to the position of his diaphragm, and the blood that oozed out had dyed his clothes.

This iron nail did not penetrate the vital points, and it seemed not to be fatal, it was just painful. Because judging from the blood-soaked situation, he should not have died when he nailed the iron nails.

Lin Ying seemed to be able to imagine the severe pain of watching the iron nails penetrate into his stomach, and the growth of objects penetrated into his stomach inch by inch, and the fear of death step by step, he could even faint directly?

But who would do such a tragic thing?

Her professional habits made her unable to help but approach this person, trying to carefully investigate the cause of his death, but as soon as she put her head in front of him, she heard the creaking sound coming from the man's neck.

Lin Ying was stunned for a moment. As soon as she stepped back, she saw the "dead man" suddenly raised his head slowly. His eyes suddenly opened, and the blood-covered eyeballs immediately raised!

The key point is that the man actually grinned at her...

He had plasma in his teeth, and he looked red and white, which made people feel goosebumps all over his body.

Before Lin Ying could move, he heard Section Chief Feng rushing over with a "scream". He swung his crowbar and hit the man on the head. The man was hit hard, screamed, his head tilted, and then hung back on his chest.

"Old Feng, what are you doing? He is not dead yet!" Lin Ying shouted to Section Chief Feng with amusement.

"Ah?! I thought it was a zombie..." Section Chief Feng put down the crowbar in his hand. He thought for a while and asked uneasy, "I won't beat him to death just now, right? I won't finish the attack and become a murderer, right?"

Lin Ying stepped forward to grab the man's hands, touched his pulse, then turned on his eyelids, and used a flashlight to light up, then he breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, he was just knocked unconscious by you. However, he was already very weak and could no longer be fooled by a slap."

Section Chief Feng muttered dissatisfiedly: "Isn't it just to save you..."

The first aid kit of the tomb exploration team was carried on Xiao Zhang, so there was no way to heal the person. Lin Ying had to carefully loosen his ties first, and then cooperated with Lao Feng, holding him one by one, while the other was groping through the gap between his back and the stone pillar, wanting to help remove the nails.

The nail was rusty and I thought the wound had been infected. If it was accidentally treated, if it caused secondary damage, then the person's life would be really unsustainable.

However, while exploring the nails, Lin Ying noticed an unusual place.

This man was not tied up very tightly, so when he stood, his body's focus was concentrated on the iron nails. In this way, due to gravity, his weight would be "picked" on the iron nails, and the iron nails were thin and long, so the wound would fall into a tear-shaped "triangle-shaped" shape.

But this is not the case with the wound on this man's iron nail.

His wound was also fell into a triangle, but the angle above was slanted, and it was tilted towards the right at two o'clock. Most people would not pay attention to the angle of the wound, but when Lin Ying first joined the police force, she had interned in the forensic room for a while. The master who took her was an old forensic doctor, the surname was Xue.

"Our profession is actually a bit like the game you young people play, which is to 'find different' what corpses should look for and why they are not that kind of thing. You need observation, imagination and judgment."

So Lin Ying is particularly sensitive to the wounds of the corpse, but she has also met a woman who has not studied forensics but can always find subtle abnormalities in the corpse.

That woman is Chen Yu.

Chen Yu is a strange woman. Her knowledge is not as wide as Yan Zhuang, and her professional quality in investigation is not as strong as Lin Ying, but she has the magic of "finding out the difference" at a glance.

No matter how complicated the case is, how chaotic the scene, or how evil the body is, as long as she walks to her feet and turns around, she can point out the illogical aspects of the scene to the point.

However, after the car accident, Chen Yu's "magic power" seemed to weaken a lot. She returned to the "right path" and began to peel off the cocoon and analyze it in detail.

But her "degeneration" was made up for by Yan Zhuan's "evolution".

Now when Lin Ying faced this injured person, she also found the strangeness of his wound.

Old Feng, who was dragging the man, shouted.

"Kolin, hurry up, I can't help it anymore, this man is dead!"

Lin Ying finally recovered. At this time, her hand had already penetrated into the gap and touched the iron nail behind the man. She opened the tiger's mouth and measured the distance, thinking that a crowbar should be able to reach here.

She bent down, picked up the crowbar, then gently stuffed it in, slowly prying the nails little by little.

"No, don't bother..." The man suddenly started talking.

Section Chief Feng was startled and almost made a big splash. The man's body fell down and shouted out with a chubby voice.

However, this gave Lin Ying the opportunity. She took the opportunity to lift her knees, use them as support to hold the crowbar as a lever, and then put a little force on it.

In the karst landform, the stone pillars are all carbonate rocks, so the material is relatively soft. Lin Ying finally "cut out" the nail from the stone pillar. She hurriedly supported the man and put him sideways to the ground with Section Chief Feng.

The position of lying on his side instantly relieved the pressure of the wound. The man moaned for a while, and his breathing gradually stabilized. Seeing that he was in good condition, Lin Ying quickly knelt on the ground and asked, "Who are you? Why did you come here? Who made you like this?"

The man owled for a while, then opened his mouth and said in a weak voice like a mosquito: "My name is Xue Zhiguo, I am from Gao Guo..."

"Xue Zhiguo, I have never heard of this name." Section Chief Feng said with a frown.

"Are you the captain of the Niangniang Temple's contract team?" Lin Ying immediately remembered.

"Yes..." The popular Ruoyusu, "Save me..."

"Don't worry, you lie down here first, we will definitely save you!" Lin Ying comforted him and said that even she was unsure of it. The tomb was so weird that she not only suspected that she could not get out, but even suspected that even if a whole team of people came down from above to search and rescue, she would still not be able to find them.

"Someone of us brought the medical bags down. I'll go find them now so that I can bandage you." She continued to comfort Xue Zhiguo.

"Thank you, thank you." Xue Zhiguo muttered repeatedly.

"Who made you like this?" Lin Ying asked him.

"Self, self, self..." Xue Zhiguo started to cough as he said, and every time he coughed, it would involve his wound, and he let out a wave of wailing again.
Chapter completed!