The night in the jungle can be beautiful, but it can also be full of murderous plots.

Jian Jing occupied the lazy sofa, resting her bare feet on the dog's back - as the saying goes, you raise a dog for a thousand days, but you use it in one hour - and yawned as she watched "Anaconda".

Kang Mucheng sat next to her, replying to emails while watching the movie with her.

"Go back if you're sleepy, I'm fine here." Kang Mucheng knew it very well, knowing that she was worried about something happening, so she had to stay with him.

But the Paris incident was a long time ago, and how many similar incidents can a person encounter in his lifetime? He didn't think anything unexpected would happen.

Although they mostly took a boat today, they also walked for a while. His mother couldn't hold on any longer and went to sleep. Jian Jing planned to wait until the others came back, which was too tiring.

Kang Mucheng hurried: "I'm going to sleep too, you go back."

Jian Jing thought about it and asked: "Let the knight accompany you."

"If there is any movement, won't it find you faster?" He asked back.

This makes sense, she accepted it, grabbed the German Shepherd's big ears: "Then let's go back to sleep."

The knight: "Ying." The big ears are not pulled by the owner.

"So good." Jian Jing rubbed the dog's head and took it back to the house.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening. It had been more than two hours since Professor Lao and his group left at seven o'clock. She lowered the curtains and saw that the lights were still on in the rooms of reporter Li and doctor Cha.

I must have thought too much.

That unknown animal might have lost the fight and was injured, so they rushed over to treat it.

Jian Jing yawned and went to bed.

The Knight: "Wow~"

She asked reluctantly: "Where's the bath towel?"

The Knight brought his own Superman-style bath towel.

Jian Jing spread it beside the bed and allowed the dog to come up and sleep for a night.

Half an hour later, he kicked the dog off.

The Knight: "Oh~" Jian

Jing turned over and pretended not to hear it - there is a big difference between sleeping next to a person and sleeping next to a dog.

At eleven o'clock, she was drowsy and a little sleepy, but the Knight suddenly sat up, lay down beside her bed, and nudged her hand with his nose.

Jian Jing woke

up suddenly. The Knight never dared to disturb her sleep for no reason. When he was hungry, he would just lie down outside the door and wait. Now he woke her up suddenly, something must have happened.

She tilted her ear to listen.

There were hurried footsteps in the distance, and soon after, Fina ran over crying and shouting, "Dr. Charlie!"

Over there, Dr. Charlie rushed out with his coat draped over his face, "What happened?"

"My dad..." Fina's tears burst out, "Look at my dad."

Jian Jing also followed over, only to see a bloody corpse on Chen's back, sweating profusely, "Save him."

Charlie hurried to check the situation, but he judged the result in almost an instant: "Sorry." He spoke with difficulty, "The professor is dead."

"Oh My God." Fina fell to her knees, covering her face and crying.

[System: New mission has been released]

[Mission name: Murder in the Jungle]

[Description: In the primeval jungle hundreds of millions of years ago, humans and wild animals and plants shared the same land. The scorching sun, lakes, forests, hunting, and bloody murderous intentions quietly emerged. Please find out the truth and defend the dignity of life.]

[Mission rewards: Determined by the completion of the mission]

It's been a long time since I saw a new mission.

Jian Jing cheered herself up and asked, "What happened? How did the person die?" Without waiting for their answer, the blood on the body explained everything, so the third question became, "Who fired the gun?"

Fina shook her head and said in tears, "I don't know, God, I thought it was Dad who shot someone else, why was it him?"

She was emotionally broken and couldn't calm down to answer, so Jian Jing had to look at Mrs. Lao.

"I don't know either." Her face was also very pale. "We didn't find the person who fired the gun. He ran away."

Jian Jing frowned: "Who is it? Should we call the police?"

Chen shook his head: "I don't know if it's a thief or a smuggler. I'll call and ask." "

Send him back to the room first." Jian Jing said, "Let me check it."

Mrs. Lao asked in surprise: "Check what?"

"I want to find out the cause of his death. This will help us understand how many people there are on the other side and what kind of gun they took."

The reason is reasonable, but Mrs. Lao knows that Jian Jing is just a writer, so she can't help but say euphemistically: "Dr. Cha is more suitable for this job."

"We can do it together." Jian Jing turned to Dr. Cha and asked, "What do you think?"

Dr. Cha had no objection.

The body was temporarily sent to the infirmary and placed on the only bed.

The infirmary was not well equipped, but it had all the basics, so Jian Jing didn't have to look through her makeup bag. She put on rubber gloves, turned on the voice input, and began the autopsy. She

cut open the clothes of the body and observed the injuries.

"There are three wounds in total, two on the left arm and one on the chest. There are annular bands on the edge of the skin, annular contusions around the wounds, some subcutaneous bleeding, no smoke haze and particle burns..." She muttered to herself, "This was shot from a long distance."

The distance of the shot can be judged by the wound marks.

If the muzzle of the gun is close to the body when firing, the smoke, gunpowder and metal debris ejected from the barrel will enter the subcutaneous part of the wound, causing blackening and scorching around the wound.

This is called close contact shooting, and the distance is 0.

If the muzzle is half in contact with the skin and generally away from it, this is called relative contact shooting, and the distribution of smoke and gunpowder particles on the skin is not star-shaped, but elliptical, generally 1-6cm.

Another is close-range shooting, where the muzzle does not contact the body surface, but the distance is very close, and the gas and gunpowder particles from the muzzle can adhere to the surface of the skin.

In this case, the bullet compresses and peels the skin, causing it to be pressed inward into a funnel shape and the skin edges to curl inward. Then, the bullet enters the skin tissue, carrying dirt that adheres to the edge of the wound, which is the wiping wheel, and forms a contusion, which is the contusion wheel.

This situation can be divided into close-range shooting of 6-30cm and medium-range shooting of 30-60cm. The specific type can be judged according to the diameter and color of the soot, so I won’t go into details for now.

But looking at Professor Lao’s wound, there is no smoke halo or particle burns, so the shooting distance is more than 60cm. It is called long-range shooting.

Jian Jing carefully distinguished the three wounds on the body.

The two wounds on the left arm, one inward and one outward, are almost straight, which should be penetrating bullet wounds, that is, the bullet directly penetrated the arm.

The fatal wound on the chest was a blind-tube gunshot wound. After the bullet entered the human tissue, it gradually slowed down and finally remained in the body.

Jian Jing dug out the bullet stuck in the body.

She measured it and it was 7.62×39mm.

"What kind of gun is this standard bullet usually from?" Jian Jing humbly asked for advice.

Doctor Cha took the lead from the beginning to the cooperation later, and now he is lying down: "I am a doctor, how do I know?"

"Uh, okay, I'll check."

As long as there is an Internet connection, this is not a problem.

Jian Jing quickly found out that 7.62×39mm bullets are usually QQ bullets, and the most common one is the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle.

She confirmed this with Chen.

He assured Jian Jing that the most commonly used pistols here are the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle and the Type 97 assault rifle. The Type 97 uses 5.56mm bullets, so if nothing unexpected happens, it will be the Type 56.

The Type 56 semi-automatic rifle is made in China and flowed into Southeast Asia in large quantities at the end of the last century. The gun is 1025mm long, with an effective range of 400 meters and a magazine capacity of 10 rounds.

Jian Jing asked again: "You said you wanted to make a phone call before. Did you make the call? How is the situation?"

Chen answered stiffly: "I have asked the border station and the police station, and they all said that no suspicious people have been found recently. Only two people escaped in the last operation. One was arrested half a month ago, and the other may still be hiding somewhere. I don't know if it is him."

Jian Jing pondered and said nothing.

Slowly, her eyes moved to the cabinet next to her, where Chen had placed a pistol,

a Type 56.

She said, "If you don't mind, could you tell me what happened tonight from the beginning again?"

Chen agreed and narrated simply in English: "We entered the forest and followed the GPS navigation. Halfway, the signal was cut off, but we split up to look for it nearby. After a while, I heard gunshots and went to check. The professor was dead."

Jian Jing: "...Can you be more specific?"

"Let me tell it." Fina walked into the house, her eyes as red as a rabbit, "During dinner, my father suddenly said that there was a problem with number 21..."

Jian Jing interrupted her: "What is number 21?"

"It's a number." Fina hesitated, probably feeling that there was nothing to hide, and told her, "Pseudoryx nghetinhensis, um, let me think about the Chinese translation, yes, Saotoidea."

Jian Jing started searching immediately.

The South Oryx, also known as the Wuguang Niu and the Asian Unicorn, is a critically endangered species, precious and rare. From its discovery in 1992 to now, it has only appeared a few times.

No wonder they were so nervous at the time.

Fina said: "No. 21 is very precious. Three years ago, my father cooperated with the local government and hired professional hunters to find it. He caught No. 21 and put a positioning device on it. We have never publicized this matter to the outside world, for fear that people would know and come to steal it.

"At around seven o'clock today, my father found that the GPS of No. 21 had been fixed for a long time. He was afraid that it would fall into a trap or be trapped somewhere, so he was anxious to find it."

"I see. And then? "

"At first, we followed the GPS. We were familiar with the route and had no problems. But halfway through (Jian Jing: What time was it?), nine o'clock? Sorry, I didn't check the time. The signal disappeared. It was a very bad situation. We didn't know what happened and we lost our way."

At this point, Fina's tone suddenly dropped.

"We were all very nervous, but my father said that the signal ring might have been accidentally damaged, and insisted on going to the original location. But when we got there, we only found this."

She handed Jian Jing a silver signal ring with a dent on it: "I'm not sure how it got damaged, but it's definitely unusable."

Jian Jing didn't know much about electronic equipment, so she checked it and put it aside.

"What's next? "

"Father suggested that we split up and search and meet at Point 3 in an hour." Fina said, "Point 3 is one of the observation points we set up in the forest. Sometimes we observe animals there."

"Where was the body found?"

Fina nodded, looking sad: "I heard gunshots and thought that Dad had found them. Who knew that when I rushed over, he had already..."

"How long did it take from the time you separated to the time the body was found?"

Fina hesitated: "40-50 minutes, but definitely less than an hour."

Jian Jing nodded, as if trying casually: "Come to think of it, you all brought guns, right? What guns? "

Fina was still immersed in grief and didn't pay attention to the deeper meaning of her words. She answered her casually: she carried a revolver, Professor Lao and Chen carried Type 56, and Mrs. Lao used a pistol.

Jian Jing said, "I saw a Type 56 hanging outside."

"Type 56 is the most common. Dad and Chen both use it. Sometimes we also prepare a spare at the observation point."

"Is there one at Point 3?"

Fina thought about it and was not sure: "Maybe."

Jian Jing wanted to go to the crime scene even more.