Chapter 139 - scale

At this time, the main room suddenly became dark. We looked at each other, and the big head went over and looked out along the crack in the door. He came back and whispered: "You have to move quickly. It's cloudy. It looks like it's going to rain. Let's The cellar of the inn was not closed when I left. If it really starts raining, I might not be able to go back from there."

As soon as I finished speaking, the hall was illuminated by a sudden bolt of lightning. My pupils shrank subconsciously, and then everyone heard a deafening muffled thunder. They shrank their heads and muttered: "If it doesn't blow, it will rain. This will happen." The shower is coming from a bad time."

I was not in the mood to care about the outside world, because I seemed to see something strange on the corpse at the moment of the flash, so I said to the boss: "Take a look, there is something on the arm of the corpse."

"Huh?" They looked at it strangely, and I said, "What I saw when I was dodging just now looked like writing. Maybe someone left it on purpose."

"Hansheng?" Xiao He was eager to go up, looking around for something to put his feet on. I said, "Leave me alone, and I'll go up and take a look." He and Da Tou crossed their hands and built a personal bridge. I stepped on it, and the two of them held it up while I held it up.

The beam in front of the door was very high and hollow. Even if they dragged me, my head would only reach the forearm of the corpse. I looked up, right in front of the man's drooped face. Judging from the color of the body's skin, this man had been dead for at least a day. Judging from the time, something happened not long after Han Sheng and the others came in.

I looked back and forth, but strangely I couldn't find any obvious injuries. I couldn't help but wonder, could he have been poisoned?

I hesitated for a moment and carefully opened his cuffs. A string of dark red prints snaked up his wrist. This is what I saw just now, which made me mistakenly think it was some words.

I turned sideways and took a closer look. This mark seemed to be caused by intracutaneous congestion caused by the pressure of some heavy object.

This kind of indentation will slowly disappear as the blood flows. The fact that it is still so clear at this time proves that it was caused shortly before death. After the death of the person, the blood stops flowing, and the indentation will disappear a little slower.

I looked around and found nothing heavy. It seemed that the body had indeed been moved after death.

This kind of indentation looked familiar to me, but I couldn't remember where I'd seen it before. Just when I was deep in thought, I suddenly caught a glimpse of something strange out of the corner of my eye. I turned around and saw, at some point, a corpse. The tongue in the mouth quietly drooped out and stuck out of the mouth.

A layer of white hairy sweat suddenly appeared on my back. I thought it was a fake corpse. However, I was relieved when I saw that the corpse did not move. At the same time, I also discovered something fishy.

When we watch movies and TV shows, there is a saying that people who hang themselves will definitely stick out their tongues. In fact, this statement is not rigorous, and it depends on the specific part of the neck where the pressure is applied.

If someone hangs himself, and the rope is above the Adam's apple, the tip of the tongue will only press against the teeth and will not stick out at all. Only when the pressure on the neck is below the thyroid cartilage will the base of the tongue happen to be pushed upward, causing the tip of the tongue to stick out from the teeth. It's outside, but it's also very short, only a few centimeters. Besides, the person in front of me didn't hang to death at all, so how could his tongue stick out.

I immediately realized that this man had something in his mouth.

However, the corpse looked so hideous, and the hanging tongue was terrifying, so I hesitated for a while.

Due to the blockage of my body, Big Tou and the others couldn't see my movements. When I didn't move for a long time, they urged: "You are fucking in love with him, right? What's wrong?"

I told him not to rush, calmed down, took a deep breath, and bravely stretched out my left hand to pinch the corpse's chin. The skin of the corpse felt very cold and surprisingly stiff. The moment my left hand touched it, my whole body began to tremble unconsciously.

Anyway, I pinched the mouth open, put two fingers of my right hand into the corpse's mouth, and rummaged around randomly, and I finally touched something hard. I didn't care about anything else, so I quickly took it out.

Big Tou and the others put me down, looked at the thing in my hand strangely, and asked, "What's on my body?" They took it curiously, took a look at it, and even put it under their noses to smell it.

I smiled and said, "It was taken out of the corpse's mouth."

"Damn, why didn't you tell me earlier?" Datou returned the thing to me with a look of disgust, and wiped his hands vigorously on Zhao Gu.

I took the thing and looked at it with the flashlight shining through my clothes. The texture of this thing was very much like a stone. To be precise, it was a stone. It was only as big as two thumbs.

"Is this some kind of mechanism component?" Zhao Gu completely ignored the boss.

I frowned and said, "It's hard to say. The shape is indeed not natural, but the fine ridges on it are very problematic. This thing is not like metal. It can be beaten repeatedly. On stone, the craftsmanship is very simple. Yes, it can only be carved. From this point of view, it doesn't look like it's man-made."

After feeling disgusted, Datou glanced at it with disgust and said, "Isn't it just a scale?"

I wondered: "Scales?"

He reluctantly turned the stone piece at an angle and said, "Look at it this way."

I looked at it from his angle, and I thought aloud. This time I really let him say it. Looking at it from a different angle, this stone piece did look like some kind of scale, very similar.

"On a certain stone statue?" I looked like him, but he shook his head and squinted his eyes and said, "I have been doing underground business for so many years, but I have never seen this kind of craftsmanship. Do you think it is possible?" I After thinking about it, he shook his head.

Zhao Gu looked at the two of us in surprise: "Do you think this is what grows on the body? Stone scales?"

Datou asked back: "Actually, you have all seen this thing before, don't you have any impression?" As he said that, he clasped his hands on top of his head and twisted his body like an Indian girl.

Zhao Gu guessed: "KTV?"

Big head rolled his eyes: "I really want to kill you. It's a dragon. Think about it, does this thing look like the dragon scales we usually see on murals?"

I compared it in my mind and found that judging from the laminated patterns and shape, this thing does indeed look like a piece of dragon scale, and it is a dragon scale that cannot be made with human skills.

Zhao Gulie grinned and said: "Master, you are awesome, but this kid is too big. Take a step back and say, even if it has dragon scales, why is it still a stone dragon?"

Datou shrugged: "Leave this kind of brain-consuming work to your second master."

Zhao Gu looked at me, and I had no idea for a moment, so I had to change the topic and said, "It doesn't matter what kind of scales they are. The question at hand is why this thing appears in the mouth of this corpse, and what message does someone want to convey?" come out?"

"Is it Han Sheng?" Zhao Gu looked at me and I nodded, "It's very possible that the murderer is unlikely to do this. I think Han Sheng discovered something and didn't have time to explain it, so he could only inform us in this way."

The boss also looked at me: "So maybe Han Sheng wasn't trapped? Did he discover something and take the initiative to go deeper?"

"It's possible." Thinking of Han Sheng's always suppressed side, Datou's guess was not impossible.

 "but."

I knew what his doubts were, so I interrupted him and said: "There is a secret passage. You want to say that the people in the hall didn't see Han Sheng and the others come out, right? If it wasn't the hall who joined forces with the other party to deceive us, then it means Han Sheng I discovered the secret passage, and there is a high probability that he is no longer here." I lowered my head and looked at the stone dragon scales in my hand. This might be the only clue he left.

Although this discovery is uncertain, it is relatively good news. Hansheng disappears again, which is better than having him trapped. It finally makes me feel a little relieved.

I was thinking wildly when Big Tou interrupted my thinking.

He was wrapping the flashlight in his clothes and quietly moved towards a wall painting next to the book shelf. The wall painting was large and the scroll was a little yellow. In the inner room was a very rare hunting picture with a horse riding on it. People were hunting around, and there were animals scattered on the field. Although it was rare, it was not surprising. I was very confused about what he was doing there, so I asked Zhao Gu in a low voice what was wrong with that guy.

He said that Da Tou thought there was something strange in the painting, and that there was a person in it who kept looking at him. I thought to myself, what did he mean by always looking at him, but I didn't pay much attention to it. Da Tou would always be distracted by all kinds of messy things.

But what I care about is the red seal in the lower right corner of the painting. If it were an ancient painting, it would not have been preserved for so long. Even if it had been preserved, it would have been stolen long ago, so the red seal must have been left today. Generally Literati like to leave seals on their calligraphy. I thought that seal might be related to the identity of the owner of the house, so I went over to have a look.

As I got closer to the mural, a very strange feeling came to my mind. This feeling is difficult to describe in words. It was very sudden and made me feel uncomfortable. Just as Datou said, it seemed like I was being watched in secret.