Intuition again?

Needless to say, most of them are.

As more cases were handled, Zhou Nan felt that some thoughts arose out of thin air for no reason, but they were often more accurate than logical reasoning, and they didn't know whether it was good or bad, because the accuracy of this thing was really impossible to judge. Of course, if you can stick to your original intention and start from facts, you can use it as an auxiliary means.

For example, at this moment, he headed straight to a tree beside the forest on the hillside outside the gate.

"Boss?"

Zhang Yaobin shouted, but he had no choice but to keep up.

The remaining few people looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other's eyes.

"Song's translation?" Jian Zidan used a question.

Song History, "...". Sorry, he can't translate this time! It turns out that this nickname is not that easy to bear!

If you can't understand, then follow up.

The Song Dynasty took the lead, and the rest of the people followed one after another.

When Zhou Nan walked around the tree, everyone was about five meters away from him. Duan Xinli suddenly moved his nose and suddenly accelerated his pace.

The transcended history of the Song Dynasty, "?"

"I've discovered it," he arrived a few meters away, but Jian Zidan looked left and right and didn't realize that there was anything wrong with the tree, but Zhou Nan and Duan Xinli's performance told her that it was not the case.

Let’s not discuss how Zhou Nan discovered the abnormality. Duan Xinli, who was close to him, had a clear goal. He stopped in the southwest direction under the tree, squatted down and began to dig up with his hands.

Is this...buried something?

It is very likely that the color of the soil around this tree is obviously different from that in the distance, but the tree does not seem to be newly transplanted. It is difficult to transport if it is not improved. It is just from this wilderness. Isn’t it a serious disease to transplant such a non-economic forest? So it can only be someone who buried something and is afraid it is too eye-catching, so he renovated the surrounding soil as a disguise. But his luck is not good, and he encounters a pervert and is exposed directly.

"Old Zhou, your eyes are getting more and more poisonous, and you have an eight-fold mirror?" Jian Zidan roughly estimated the distance. The straight-line distance from the gate of Wan Guangfu Old House to the place is 100 meters away, which is ridiculous!

Zhou Nan was not joking, because this time it was really not seen, or it was not purely seen. Looking from afar, this tree independent of the trees gave him a sudden feeling, so he couldn't help but take a few more glances and then discovered that different earth color...

"Old Duan, you have to dig until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse?"

He waved to the surveyors under the hillside and asked for two shovels.

Zhang Yaobin took it and waved his arm and started to fuck him.

Duan Xinli turned his eyes and said, "The thing is not big."

The meaning is, take it easy, and you may kneel if you go down with this shovel.

The familiar people didn't realize anything. Song Shi was simply shocked, "Can you smell this?"

But when Zhang Yaobin saw that he immediately stopped the action, he showed that he had no doubt about Duan Xinli's words.

Zhou Nan was about to touch the shovel, but Jian Zidan intercepted him halfway, "You always take a break, I'll do it!"

hiss.

Although he has won several major competitions for many years, he doesn't know why, but his impression of being "weak and sick" is so deep that it is so heart-wrenching. But seeing that Sister Dan's shovel-waving posture is awkward and her strength is as magnificent as a strong man, Zhou Nan silently withdrew his hand.

Because it was renovated not long ago, the soil is relatively loose and easy to dig, otherwise the two men and women who have never done farm work must be exhausted.

Just as they dug down to about half a meter deep, everyone heard a crisp "clang".

Sure enough, there is something!

I believe it is one thing, but seeing it with my own eyes is another. The newly unearthed iron box made Song Shi feel a serious sense of crisis. It would be fine if Zhou Nan was "old god". Here comes Duan Xinli! He underestimated the heroes of the world. Mr. Xing, he hides the dragon and crouches the tiger!

In contrast to the Song Shi, who was ill in the middle of the second period, Zhang Yaobin and others ignored Duan Xinli's dog nose, but looked at Zhou Nan like a great immortal, especially Yu Su, who had only heard of him, with a look of not knowing how to describe it.

Jian Zidan’s expression was particularly simple and straightforward, “You won’t go to study theology on your back, right? Or do your ancestors also have any unique Feng Shui fortune-telling skills?”

"Yes, I thought the performance was quite obvious, but I didn't expect you to find out after so many years?"

He is also a unique skill. Zhou Nanxin said, why don’t you just talk about the secret technique of the sixteen-character Feng Shui? Oh, I’m sorry, this world doesn’t seem to have this novel, and he doesn’t have the time to carry it. But there is absolutely no shortage of tomb robbery films and TV series, and it is not inferior to those in memory, such as "The Tomb Robber Letter". Each world has its own crystallization of wisdom, which is not uncommon.

Jian Zidan rolled his eyes wide, and when combined with his cool and beautiful appearance, it would be so inconsistent.

Unfortunately, no one noticed it, everyone's attention was on the iron box.

Forty centimeters square, it is most suitable for the head... It's not that Zhou Nan's brain circuit is clear, but the moment he saw this box, I believe that more than one person thinks so.

"Can it be Wu Jinming's mother's skull?"

Sure enough, someone immediately said that it was the history of the Song Dynasty. Anyway, there was no way to speculate on the behavior of Boss Zhou and others, so I could only guess the blind box.

Jian Zidan Liangshuosuo, "It may also be waste paper."

Waste paper is too much. If it can be buried so deeply, it will generally have some value.

Zhang Yaobin, sweating profusely, patted the box on hand, "You'll know if you open it and look!"

The box found by "theology" cannot be unboxed. Although it is not known whether it is related to the case, the process that should be followed must be missing.

After some trouble, it finally came an exciting time.

The simple lock cannot block the police's actions. The cover is quickly lifted, and a pair of black eye sockets enter the field of view first.

It's a skull!

It's really a human skull!

Isn’t the human skull excavated near Wan Guangfu’s old house enough to explain the problem?

The previous series of reasoning seemed to have solid evidence immediately.

Even the Song Shi rekindled his fighting spirit from being attacked. "It seems that even if the previous reasoning is incomplete, it is not far away. If Wu Jinming suddenly realized that it was Wan Guangfu's work after calling the police, and came to ask about the whereabouts of his mother's skull... Maybe the latter's death was not a sudden illness?"

Zhang Yaobin couldn't wait to ask, "Zhou Zhi, is there any cause of respiratory poisoning?"

"Of course", Zhou Nan nodded, "Respiratory alkaline poisoning, the primary factor is excessive ventilation, the discharge rate of carbon dioxide exceeds the generation rate, resulting in a decrease in partial pressure..."

Jian Zidan interrupted directly, "Please speak human words."

Zhou Nan congratulated the whole family, "The possibility of drug poisoning is not ruled out, such as salicylate, paraaldehyde, etc. I believe that the subsequent poison test will give an accurate answer, but now there is a question..."

Without waiting for everyone to be excited about solving the case, Zhou Nan suddenly changed his mind and pointed to the skull in the box, "This is not Wu Jinming's mother, because it once belonged to an adult male."
Chapter completed!