I saw that large sections of trees were broken, and some trees were covered with black burn marks. It was because of this that sunlight could shine through the dense trees. The source of all this was naturally the wreckage of the plane remaining on the ground at this moment, and the "dripping" sound was the sound of dewdrops on the tall trees dripping onto the wreckage of the plane.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Tonghua could imagine how bad the weather was that the plane had experienced, and then it disintegrated in the storm, leaving fragments everywhere nearby. Seeing that he might find something, Tonghua was half happy and half sad. Although the corners of his mouth were raised high, tears in his eyes kept flowing out.

If someone saw her like this, she would probably be thought of as a lunatic.

But fairy tales don’t care about that.

Fairy Tale was happy that she had finally found something related to him, but she was also worried that she might find something she didn't want to face, like her husband's body...

Before she had time to think about it, Tonghua suddenly saw a bloodstain on the fuselage of the plane. The expression on her face shrank, and she seemed to smell a hint of blood in the air.

She suppressed her emotions and rushed to the bloodstain location impatiently. The closer she got to there, the stronger the smell of blood became, so strong that Tonghua couldn't ignore it even if she wanted to.

Because of the overgrown weeds around, Tonghua had to use the stick in her hand to clear them away. When she walked to the side of the wreckage of the plane, she touched the bloodstains remaining on the fuselage with trembling hands.

She looked at the huge pool of blood on the fuselage in front of her, and her heart felt like it was being squeezed, and she felt like she couldn't breathe.

a long time......

Tonghua finally regained some of her composure and turned to the plane's door. The plane had crashed and the fuselage was badly damaged. Metal and glass fragments were scattered everywhere. Tonghua climbed onto the fuselage and tried her best to open the door that was only half broken.

Tonghua took a deep breath and looked inside the dark fuselage.

Fortunately, no bodies were seen.

Tonghua breathed a sigh of relief, but then she couldn't help but worry. This place was deserted and surrounded by dense jungle. There might be some large wild beasts lurking around. Tonghua was a little worried. What if the plane crashed and those beasts smelled the blood and came here...

Even fairy tales could not imagine such a horrific scene. She tried hard to comfort herself and wanted to find any trace of Qin Zun, even a trace. Even if he was extremely unfortunate and fell into the mouth of a tiger, she would definitely bring back the personal belongings he left behind and bury him properly.

But when Tonghua searched the cabin carefully for a long time, he didn't find any items left by Qin Zun.

Tonghua couldn't help but feel very confused.

She remembered that this helicopter did not belong to the Qin family, but was her husband's private property. Due to work needs, Qin Zun often used this plane to travel. Therefore, over time, some daily necessities belonging to Qin Zun would naturally be left here.

But now, there is nothing in the wreckage of the plane, not even a piece of paper, let alone other things. It is as clean as if it was the first time.

Fairy Tale was full of questions.

She took the trouble to come to the place where the blood was. Tonghua looked around and according to the proportion of the fuselage, the blood was located on the side of the helicopter, a little in front of the cabin door.

Apart from that, Tonghua carefully checked the fuselage and found no bloodstains anywhere else.

So where did this pool of blood come from?

"Maybe he was still alive when the plane crashed, but just suffered some injuries?"

Thinking of this, Tonghua decided to carefully check the surrounding grass, maybe he could find traces of blood.

Tonghua jumped out of the cabin, lowered his head, and carefully searched for clues in the surrounding grass.

Sure enough, she found an unusual place.

The grass and trees in the southeast direction showed signs of being trampled upon.

Tonghua decided to go forward in this direction, looking at the deep and bottomless road ahead in the southeast. In order to be prepared for any emergency, she returned to the plane and took out a sharp piece of metal from the fuselage of the plane to strengthen the tip of the wooden stick she had just brought.

Now this sharp wooden stick is so sharp that it can almost stab people.

Just like that, Tonghua held the wooden stick tightly and walked towards the depths of the dense forest in the southeast direction.

As they walked, Fairy Tale gradually discovered the changes in the surrounding grasses and plants. Before, there were densely packed and closely connected grasses and plants, so lush that they almost reached people's knees. Tall trees grew straight up, one after another, almost forming a scene that covered the sky.

But now, the bushes that were once clustered together are gradually becoming sparse, turning into clusters of tall trees. The branches and leaves are not as lush as before, and more and more rays of sunlight are shining through the branches and onto the ground, making the entire space appear brighter.

At the beginning, Fairy Tale could still move forward along the dense trampled grass, but as time went on, the grass became increasingly sparse, and the clues left behind became fewer and fewer.

Until the clues are completely cut off...

Tonghua looked around carefully but didn't see any trace of Qin Zun.

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