After death, the neuromuscles will relax, and the bladder sphincter and anorectal sphincter will lose function, which also leads to extremely foul smell in Bourne's lower body.

Even if the biting cold wind keeps blowing, you can still smell it.

No one noticed that this stench seemed to have added "material", and no one noticed that there was a little burnt powder scattered around.

Charles had a cloth wrapped around his face as a mask, and half of them were responsible for the alert, and half were responsible for the lighting with flashlights. He came to Bourne to observe carefully.

"Apart from the puncture wound on the neck, there are no other obvious injuries on the body. The belt is halfway untied and is still hung on the pants..."

Based on the clues he saw, he guessed: "Born should have been untiing his belt at that time, and then being attracted by some sound, he subconsciously looked up and his exposed throat was nailed to the tree by a short arrow shot from the shot."

"If this is not luck, it is the murderer who has extremely high archery skills."

"From the style of the short arrow, the murderer should be using a crossbow, and the distance should not exceed 50 meters when committing the crime."

"There are few preys in the wilderness that reach the height of normal people's throats. It can be inferred that the murderer should have deliberately wanted to kill Bourne and was very decisive."

"Six detectors were arranged around this, and the murderer did not trigger one. If it were either lucky or prepared in advance, it might even see our arrangement process."

"To sum up, the murderer should be alone, and not a temporary intention, but a journey to us."

Charles's face was a little gloomy. He didn't expect that this hunting mission would be completed in just a few days, but this kind of accident occurred.

When he heard that the murderer was targeting the team owner, someone immediately said, "Boss, I admit that the murderer shot very accurately, but the reason why he could kill Born was mainly because of a sneak attack. Now we are alert and he dares to come. He is afraid that he doesn't know how to write the word "death".

"Yes, and the crossbow is so troublesome. How can our gun be used as a hornet's nest with just a strafing shot!"

Someone next to him echoed.

Charles snorted coldly and asked, "How do you know that the murderer can't use a gun? He doesn't have a gun on his body?"

The few people who spoke just now were silent.

After thinking about it carefully, Bourne's murder by a crossbow can only prove that the murderer's archery skills are powerful, and it does not mean that the murderer does not know how to use a gun, nor does it mean that the murderer does not have a gun.

As for the question of why you need to use a bow if you have a gun, it is naturally to avoid attracting the attention of yourself and others.

However, it can be seen from this that there should be only one murderer.

Dennis asked a little lost, "Boss, what should we do?"

Regardless of whether the murderer was their entire team, since this incident happened, they were destined to be unable to fall asleep peacefully again today.

After all, who can sleep heartlessly when you know there may be a poisonous snake around you?

"Borne's death is about fifteen minutes, and the murderer is likely to have gone away, but not necessarily."

Charles thought for a while and issued an order: "Three people are in a group, searching around separately. If you find an abnormality, call for support immediately. If there is no result for half an hour, go back here to gather."

Eleven people are divided into four groups.

Three of them were in groups of three, one of them, Charles and the remaining ones.

Many of them had experienced cruel wars and successfully survived the rain of bullets. They had great skills.

Although they have been poachers in recent years, they are much more relaxed than on the battlefield, but now that the crisis is coming, they are re-entering the alert state.

No one turned on the flashlight due to concerns that the light source would expose its location.

The sight of objects is entirely dependent on night vision devices. With the back-to-back tactics of three people, each guards one direction and slowly moves forward and searches.

"Don't look for me! Don't look for me!"

Dennis murmured in his heart.

Now he is holding a rifle, and his back is almost stuck with his teammates, but even so, he doesn't feel any security.

The forest under night vision is like those supernatural movies, horrifying, cunning, and uncomfortable.

Especially after knowing that it is possible to hide from an excellent assassin in secret, the discomfort becomes even stronger.

"Wait a minute, I'll tie my shoelaces."

At this time, Dennis found that his shoelaces were loose at some point. While taking half a step to the side, he squatted down to prepare to tie his shoelaces.

But in an instant, he felt something was wrong.

His foot that was strapped out was blocked by something, and it seemed to be a thread.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Several sounds of breaking through the air sounded.

A teammate next to him trembled and fell directly to the ground.

Dennis looked back and saw several short arrows inserted into his teammate, most of which were stuck in his clothes from his abdomen to his neck. Only the short arrow in his throat penetrated deeply, leaving only half of his tail feather that was less than half a finger.

Cold sweat came out from his head. If he hadn't squatted down just now, he would probably be the one who died now.

Da da da da da!

Almost at the same time, another teammate pulled the trigger in the direction where the arrow was shot.

The dazzling tongue of flame hit the tree, making a dull sound.

"Bastard! Die for me!"

This teammate did not finish the bullets in impulse, but walked slowly towards the other side after a wave of continuous shots.

"Wait, there should be no one over there..."

Dennis raised his hand and was about to call this impulsive teammate. He saw several fixed crossbows on the tree that was destroyed by bullets. Obviously, the reason why they fired was crucial to the line he had just encountered.

But before he finished speaking, he saw his teammate stepping into the air and disappearing in front of him.

After a scream, there was no more noise.

"Isn't it another trap?"

Dennis swallowed unconsciously, got up and approached slowly, very slowly, fearing that he would encounter any traps again, and only after ten seconds did he reach the place where his teammates disappeared.

Squat down and look forward.

It was a two-meter-square pit with several rows of sharpened branches on the top. The teammate's body was pierced by four branches.

Judging from the scattered branches and leaves around, I probably had some disguise before.

There is no doubt that this trap and the trap just now are not very clever, or even simple.

If it is normal, even if they are not vigilant enough, they will not be able to fall into this trap.

But now, I can only use a bad night vision device to see things, and I focus all my attention on finding people, so I don’t notice these dead traps.

“What should I do now?”

Dennis was a little overwhelmed.

But soon, he realized that his situation was dangerous.

There was such a big noise just now. If the murderer was nearby, he would definitely be attracted. Now he has only one person, which is an excellent target.

"By the way, call the boss!"

Dennis was about to pick up the communicator when he felt a strange sound coming from behind his head.

It seemed as if some creature was standing behind him, breathing towards the back of his head.

Dennis held his breath and quietly touched the gun bag on his legs with one hand, and his head turned behind him at an extremely slow speed.

A strong black hound appeared in his eyes, very close to him.

Near Dennis could see the sharp teeth of the black hound and the shredded flesh in the gaps in the teeth, and even smelled a stinky tone.

At the end of his life, he saw the black hound opening his mouth wide.
Chapter completed!