New findings
After Yan Touer said this, there was a very long silence in the recording, and a long period of white noise with only the occasional sound of wind.
The extremely depressing atmosphere even made us sweat on our backs as we listened to the recording.
With the manual and registration form, and seeing the vague count of "positive", it is not too difficult to speculate on their situation at the time with the benefit of hindsight.
They probably lost a lot of people in the past few days, and tried many methods. At this time, they finally concluded that they needed the protection of "family" relationships, and were trying to distribute people and save as many people as possible.
However, judging from the changes in the recording, I am afraid that this "family" relationship only exists in the corresponding links between the two people.
Therefore, as Yan Tou'er said, the number of people they have left that night is probably an odd number, which means that there is "one less" in terms of demand.
If there is one less family member to be assigned, it means someone will inevitably be left alone.
The part they are recording at this time is the vote count to choose who to abandon after the referendum.
Although I have almost never met this group of people from eight years ago, when I heard this, I still felt a sense of desolation and powerlessness.
Then, in the recording, a voice staggered out, and whispered, "Take care."
The man walked out about a hundred meters away without stopping or looking back, and his footsteps sounded heavy and desperate.
Just when we were all feeling a little sympathetic, suddenly, there was a commotion in the recording, and another sound of footsteps followed, getting faster and faster, followed by a huge muffled sound.
There was another sound, and a heavy object fell to the ground with a dull thud, followed by a deathly silence.
The first long recording came to an abrupt end.
My head was buzzing from the noise, but I had never heard anything like it before, so I asked for help: "What is that?"
Seeing that the guys around me all had strange expressions, I had no choice but to ask again, and then someone answered me hoarsely that it was a gun.
"Generally, homemade bird guns can only shoot rabbits at best." The wild cat's three white eyes were a little red and cold, "but if you get close enough and shoot at the head or back, it can also blow a bloody hole, and the person will definitely not survive."
I subconsciously looked at Shopkeeper Yan Er again, and after five seconds of slow digestion, a picture appeared in my mind:
The guy who was chosen by the vote was left alone away from the camp to die. Then, a figure suddenly stood up, ignored the reluctance of his other companions, and walked up behind him without hesitation.
The iron sand of the bird gun exploded instantly, and the man was caught off guard and fell to the ground dead on the spot.
I immediately understood that the footsteps behind were probably from Yan Tou'er. He didn't trust his abandoned companions and was worried that he would return and hide somewhere in the camp, causing the "family" relationship that had been assigned to the pair to be robbed and destroyed.
So after being exiled, after only a moment's thought, he chose to kill his former teammates and subordinates.
Then, I immediately understood the emotions behind the eyes looking at me.
This night of decision will also come to our team.
I had not yet forgotten the hidden dangers in the team, and my heart tightened. I glanced over at the guys around me and saw that they still looked normal, as if the alienation of the "mud monster" was just my temporary worry.
The calmer it is, the more uneasy I feel.
At this moment, the communication was interrupted, and Gao Liu's voice rang out:
"Advisor, we found something here."
I asked how to say it.
Fang Ao hesitated for a moment and took over the conversation: "Four bodies, the condition is... very strange. It's hard for us to describe, but it must have been a long time. Just like the ones in the convoy, the front lungs are full of mud."
In most cases he said he was unsure and it would be best for us to go and see it in person.
It was obviously unwise to leave some people behind at the moment. I also subconsciously hoped that our group would be as far away from the camp as possible, so I decided to pack up and go together.
Soon, Fang Ao came with a servant to pick us up. While leading the way in front, he turned around and handed over a small bag of wet things in his hand.
It would only take a few minutes to get back to the reservoir, so I lowered my head and followed the back of Fang Ao in front of me.
The bag was covered in mud, and when I opened it, I found strands of things that looked like dead tree roots or shed skin. Holding it in my hand made my hand itch. When I opened it, I found a pile of metal fragments.
I recognized it at first glance and it was similar to the ones found in the tunnel at that time, but it was more broken. Some were only the size of a thumb and it was impossible to tell where they came from.
He passed the small bag around for everyone to see. Before I could ask, Fang Ao stopped and said softly, "Advisor, look."
Where the reservoir originally stood, a simple scaffolding lay on the side, and the ground had been dug up, revealing the soil underneath and some abandoned reserved pipes.
This is not important. What is important is that in the gap between the pipes, as I just said, four bodies with different causes of death were lying there, wrapped in mud and sand.
About thirty or forty meters from here, they dug another row of digs. Gao Liu was half-crouching inside, still looking for something.
I'll let Fang Ao explain everything here to me first, so that I don't have to cause trouble.
"Aren't you looking for the tunnel above your head? Why are you digging it?"
A guy nearby complained first, saying that after they came back, they wanted to find the entrance to the tunnel, but it was already completely dark. When they shone the flashlight, the light upwards was swallowed up and could not reach far.
As far as they remembered, the tunnel entrance was only about ten meters from the ground, so after discussing it, they built a simple scaffolding, hoping to create a small platform for observation.
As a result, when the scaffolding was being fixed to the ground, the guy who was hammering nails noticed something wrong and said that the hardness and echo of the ground were weird.
Fang Ao didn't take it seriously at first, but when Gao Liu came over to ask him a question, he just picked up the engineer shovel and started digging. The deputy captain had already started, so Fang Ao couldn't bear it anymore, so he quickly took over the job and started digging.
"——Speak to the point!" Fang Ao was speechless and pushed the chatterbox away. "Advisor, look at the equipment these corpses are carrying. This was used by our team seven or eight years ago, and we have long since eliminated it."
The discussion about the manual and the previous group of people was only made after Gao Liufangao and the others had left. They are still not aware of it and do not know about the recording.
I just nodded and said, "I know these, let's talk about the rest."
Fang Ao was stunned and a little confused. The chatterbox came over again and told him to touch it and then he would know.
This guy was relatively young in the team. I saw that his expression was terrified but also a little bit of curiosity and excitement, so I felt something was wrong and reluctantly reached out my hand.
The touch under my hand was not the cold elasticity I had imagined, but a strange state between rubber and plastic. It was like a thick book with countless soaked wet papers overlapping each other, and I was trying to cut it open with a blunt knife.
I feel a little strange about the description that came to my mind.
Although the body was buried under the reservoir, it was stuck in the soil above the abandoned pipe, and the environment was very dry. Why was my first reaction that it was soaked and rotten multi-layer paper?
Then the question came, why are these bodies here? If they were buried by the survivors eight years ago, they shouldn't be in such a cramped environment.
Wildcat touched my arm gently. "Are those the missing ones?"
I was startled and asked the people around to help me turn over the bodies, but unfortunately, none of them had signs of damage by iron sand on their backs.
Fang Ao continued to talk to me as he put on gloves and turned over the body's cut lungs, digging out the sand that was almost full inside.
It looked like these four were indeed like the ones in the convoy, as if they had been drowned in the mud.
I thought again of the horrible state we were in, and I almost had the urge to open my chest and lungs to take a look.
As I was thinking hard, my sleeve was pulled again. Then I saw the second shopkeeper Yan, who had been standing far away in the corner, came over with his head held high and gave me a subtle look.
I was not very surprised. I thought that another accident had happened, and looked in the direction he hinted.
As a result, Manager Yan Er showed me clearly that it was Gao Liu who was squatting and doing his homework not far away.
My heart sank, and I glanced at the wild cat that was still staring at the corpse. I thought to myself that nothing must happen, so I made up my mind, grabbed the shopkeeper Yan Er, walked over, and called Gao Liu.
She didn't look back, still half-squatting there motionless, with half of her back in the pit, so her exact posture could not be seen clearly.
"High six?"
I shouted again, and because I was worried something might happen, I pulled her shoulder.
But the weight of my hand was surprisingly heavy. I tried to pull it but it didn't move. When I tried harder, I felt an entire cold body falling down on me. An extremely rotten woman's face was pressed in front of me like cotton wool, with two completely solidified and swollen eyeballs hanging from it.
This is a dead person!
My hands and feet were cold, my throat suddenly tightened, and my head was buzzing.
The hideous face fell down very quickly and came directly to the tip of my nose. In an instant, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side and held the face steadily.
"consultant!"
Someone rushed over and dragged me up. I was still in shock and wanted to call for help when I looked up, but I was immediately stunned.
Gao Liu stood quietly by the side, holding up the head of the female corpse, and looked at me with some confusion.
I was a little dazed and wondered why there was a shadow clone. After I finished saying this incomprehensible nonsense, I felt my hands and feet regain some temperature. I discovered that Gao Liu was only wearing a vest. It turned out that he had taken off his coat and put it on the sitting female corpse.
I finally recovered and looked at the wild cat that had also rushed over. I saw that he was even more frightened than I was, and his face was pale.
I wiped the sweat off my forehead and asked what was going on.
Gao Liu straightened the horrifying female corpse and, not caring much, simply let it lean against his calf for easy display.
Knowing that this thing wouldn't explode, I became more accustomed to it. When I looked carefully, I found that the female corpse was abnormally wet, as if it had been soaked in water for a long time.
Because it had been soaked for so long, the clothes of the female corpse were basically rotten, and some of them were naked. Gao Liu's coat basically covered it, leaving only the abdomen exposed, which he pointed out to us.
Gao Liu had used a knife to make a deep and long incision in her abdomen. She reached in and took out another wet little bag and handed it to me.
Damn, that was the thing Fang Ao handed over to me just now, and I just took it directly.
I couldn't tell whether I was scared or something else for a moment, or maybe I just wanted to throw away something, but I took it and opened it, and found that it was still a pile of metal fragments, but there was also a small oil paper bag wrapped in a layer of cowhide to keep it waterproof.
This job was more delicate. I was afraid that the things in the oil paper would melt and break into pieces when I opened it, so I forcibly dragged the craftsman, Manager Yan Er, over to let him handle it.
Manager Yan Er was startled by his sudden move, so he didn't dare to say a word to resist. He just looked at the corner of his clothes that was torn by my dirty hands, and his face turned into an unbearable liver color.
I ignored him and discussed the issue with the two siblings first.
There were already so many metal fragments, and I was wondering if I could piece them together to see if there were any clues or what happened to the female corpse.
The three people here have all handled the manual and know the situation, so there is no need for additional information.
Seeing Wildcat's happy face, I thought we could put aside the suspicion and grudges about who was the real Gao Liu, so I asked directly:
"Why is Xu You's manual in Zhou Tingmao's place? Is there anything else besides the manual? What's going on with this female corpse? What did you say when you asked us if we had seen it before?"
There have been too many problems of this kind since I came to the earth. Even if I am going to die in the next second, my obsessive-compulsive disorder and curiosity cannot bear it if I don't solve one or two of them first.
Gao Liu thought about it and answered a question first:
"Today, when I was in the camp, I occasionally had delirium, and I saw the scene where you and my brother were drowned, and it seemed that they drowned right in front of me."
"I'm not sure if it was just an illusion or if I lost a memory of something I've already experienced, so I came to confirm with you separately."
My expression became serious, and I asked her carefully: "What drowned him? Water or mud?"
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