Chapter 318 The Suspect's Prediction Just then, Boss Crow flapped his wings and flew back, landing somewhat unsteadily.

It shook its head, its voice unusually puzzled: [Strange...so strange!]

I flew about five miles in each of the four directions (east, west, south, and north), but I didn't see a single living creature!

There wasn't even a woodpecker!

Winter is the best season to observe woodpeckers because the trees are bare.

It tapped its little head with the tip of its wing in frustration: [And the longer I stay outside, the more my head buzzes, like a swarm of bees having a meeting inside.]

[My mind is completely blank; all I want to do is turn around and go back to the police station...]

"Let's retreat! Something's wrong with this area!"

Xia Zhining acted decisively, tearing off her scarf and quickly wrapping it tightly around Boss Ya's little head.

According to Boss Ya's description of symptoms such as "a buzzing in his head" and "wanting to turn around and go back to the police station,"...

She immediately determined that the birds' nerves had been disturbed by infrasound of a specific frequency.

Many large agricultural bases use these inaudible sound waves to drive away flocks of birds.

"I'm going to find Xue Tuan!" Gu Huaiye hadn't finished speaking when he turned and disappeared into the snowstorm.

The snowball should be not far to the northeast. Gu Huaiye has excellent eyesight and saw the little thing jumping around in the snow just a quarter of an hour ago.

Ji Shuyun immediately took the listless Crow Boss from Xia Zhining's arms and shielded it with the front of his coat: "I'll take it back. You guys keep in touch and be careful!"

After saying that, he turned around without hesitation and ran swiftly through the snow towards the police station, his figure quickly swallowed up by the swirling snowflakes.

Only Xia Zhining and Officer Xie remained in the same spot.

The cold wind howled, and every second seemed to drag on endlessly.

The walkie-talkie finally crackled with static, followed by Gu Huaiye's tense voice:

"I searched every possible hiding place nearby—"

He paused, his tone turning somber:

No snowballs were found.

These four words made Xia Zhining's heart sink.

To ensure safety, Snowball usually stays close to itself, and its short legs prevent it from running far.

More importantly, even the Crow Boss, who is sensitive to sound waves, was affected. How could Snowball, a "native" of the snowfield, just disappear into thin air?

Xia Zhining immediately took out her phone and opened the tracking software that was linked to the police equipment.

Fortunately, for safety reasons, Xue Tuan was wearing a police-issued miniature GPS tracker the whole time.

The dots on the screen showed that the snowball hadn't gone far, but was circling around the same spot repeatedly, refusing to move forward.

"It's trapped!"

Xia Zhining's heart tightened, and she immediately ran towards the signal source.

The location eventually led them to a rocky slope half-covered by snow.

The signal source was right here, but all I could see was a vast expanse of white snow and jagged rocks.

Is it underground?

Officer Xie crouched down, brushed away a patch of snow, and revealed an inconspicuous cave entrance partially covered by withered grass.

Deep and narrow, with no end in sight.

The positioning signal is coming from below.

"Snowball—!" Xia Zhining lay down at the cave entrance and called out into the cave.