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Chapter 867 Bugs

After their men sent the little beggar away, Yang Huang and Qin Qi sat in the yard for a while to get some air before Zuo Zuo arrived.

"Mr. Yang, this is the uncle you are looking for, Uncle Zhao." Behind the servant was a middle-aged uncle who looked very honest and held a toolbox in his hand.

Yang Huang smiled and nodded, and said to Uncle Zhao: "Then I'll help you."

"You're welcome." A simple and honest smile appeared on Uncle Zhao's face.

Yang Huang looked at Qin Qi's brother and sister again and said to them: "Then this time I will go in with Zuo to check the body. You two will wait for me here."

As he spoke, he put the white gauze on his face.

"Then Brother Yang, I can only rely on you." A bitter smile appeared on Qin Qi's face. Now that he recalled the smell in the ruined temple, his stomach was still a little churning.

"Brother Qin, you are too polite." After saying that, Yang Huang followed Wu Zuo and walked into the ruined temple together.

Xiaoshi led the two of them to the place where the corpse was. Yang Huang used his eyes to signal to his men that they could lift the mat covering the corpse.

So, the men opened the mat again. The smell that hit their faces was still very strong and nauseating.

However, at this time, Yang Huang discovered that Uncle Zhao did not even wear a veil. Instead, he calmly put the toolbox in his hand on the ground and opened it. There were various props inside, which dazzled Yang Huang.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Uncle Zhao is indeed a man who has seen the world! He silently gave Uncle Zhao a thumbs up in his heart and admired him very much.

Uncle Zhao picked up a small knife from the tool box and drew a line along the chin of the corpse very skillfully.

"I advise you not to read it." Uncle Zhao's tone was very normal, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing.

Yang Huang was stunned for a moment. He was so busy praising Uncle Zhao's professional ethics in his heart that he actually forgot about serious matters.

So, he quickly said to Uncle Zhao: "Uncle Zhao, I mainly want to ask you to examine the fingers of the deceased's left hand."

With that said, Yang Huang stretched out his hand and pointed at the little finger part that he was very concerned about before.

Uncle Zhao followed Yang Huang's line of sight, with a hint of doubt in his eyes. Sure enough, he also felt that something was wrong.

"There is indeed something wrong with this place. Let me take a look."

Uncle Zhao took out a pair of gloves from the tool box, put them on his hands, then pinched the deceased's little finger with one hand, and with the other hand took a knife and made a cut on the exposed red flesh of the little finger.

Then he squeezed hard, and a very disgusting scene happened!

Several small black bugs actually flowed out from the little finger! Although the bugs were all dead, their bodies seemed to be bulging.

When Xiaoshi and the two men saw this scene and the smell in the air, they couldn't help it anymore and ran out quickly.

Qin Qi and Qin Li were sitting on the rocks in the yard when they suddenly saw Xiao Shi and two other men running out, squatting in the corner and starting to vomit.

Therefore, Qin Qi and Qin Li looked at each other with fear in their eyes. At this time, it was self-evident in their hearts that they knew that the process of conducting an autopsy on these two people must be something that ordinary people cannot bear.

At this time, Yang Huang's eyes fell on those little insects. Although he was a little nauseous at this time, his reason still calmed him down.

"Uncle Zhao, there seems to be something wrong with these insects." Yang Huang frowned slightly and said seriously.

Uncle Zhao looked at the bugs and nodded with complicated eyes. Then, Uncle Zhao gently poked the bugs with a knife and found that blood flowed from the bugs' bodies, and the blood was actually bright red.

Yang Huang looked at this scene in great surprise. He felt that these insects looked familiar, but he couldn't remember them for a while.

"Uncle Zhao, why is this blood bright red?" Yang Huang asked.

Uncle Zhao's eyes darkened, he looked at Yang Huang and said to him: "This means that these insects entered the body of the deceased and sucked his blood when he was dead."

"According to my judgment, the deceased should have been sucked by these bugs first. Then his body burned again, but this time the fire should not have started, or it might have been interrupted, so a small section of strange fingers remained.

"Uncle Zhao said to Yang Huang seriously.

"This time?" Yang Huang noticed what Uncle Zhao said just now. It seemed that the deceased before were somewhat different from the ones today.

Uncle Zhao nodded and said to Yang Huang: "I also examined the corpses before. Most of those corpses were burned with only bones left, and they were burned very thoroughly. Unlike today's corpse, it was relatively burnt.

Complete.”

Yang Huang was a little surprised and asked quickly: "What about the deceased yesterday?"

"The woman who lost last night was almost the same as the previous deceased. She was burned until only the bones were left." Uncle Zhao's eyes fell on the charred corpse and asked Yang Huang: "I personally feel that there is

It is necessary to fully examine the body."

Yang Huang's expression was a little complicated. He felt that what Uncle Zhao said was very reasonable, so he said to him: "Then I will do as you said."

"By the way, please help me preserve these bugs. This may be a very important clue." He said seriously.

"Mr. Yang, don't worry, I understand." A simple smile appeared on Uncle Zhao's face.

Yang Huang once again lamented that in such an environment, Uncle Zhao could still talk and laugh. He was really a man. Even though Uncle Zhao looked so honest on the outside, his autopsy skills were definitely top-notch.

Seeing Uncle Zhao holding a knife, he was about to thrust it into the deceased's chest. Yang Huang felt that his endurance limit had reached the end, so he quickly stepped back and said to Uncle Zhao: "Uncle Zhao, I won't visit now.

Yes. If you have any clues, just give them to me later."

"Okay! Mr. Yang, I can't do anything with you here." Uncle Zhao smiled at Yang Huang, not forgetting to tell him very thoughtfully, "Go outside and drink tea with Master Qin and wait for a stick of incense.

With just a little effort, I can finish the job."

"Then... then I'm sorry to trouble you!" After Yang Huang finished speaking, he quickly left here and ran out.

As soon as he arrived in the yard, he quickly took off his veil and breathed in the fresh air.

"Brother Yang, are you okay?" Qin Qi looked at Yang Huang with concern. At this time, there was a trace of admiration in her eyes. She did not expect that Yang Huang could not only fight monsters, but also do things that normal people could not accept.

, can actually handle it with ease.


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