Chapter 308

"Are you there?" Douyazai turned his head and looked at it, pointing to a downhill belt in the distance.

There are three or four hundred meters away from the national highway. Since it is downhill, people cannot see the situation on the slope.

I said let's go and have a look.

I hurriedly ran there, and I looked down the slope and was stunned.

I saw reporter Gan and Xiaoxuan both here. Xiaoxuan was pulling reporter Gan, and the two were quarreling with red faces.

"What are you doing!"

"What's the noise?" Douyazai shouted and ran down the slope, and I hurriedly followed.

Seeing that I was coming, Xiaoxuan nervously called Yunfeng, please persuade her quickly, she insisted on calling the police!

Douyazai was startled and asked what police to call.

My face also became ugly, thinking that reporter Gan would not have discovered our identity, right?

This shouldn't be... We didn't bring those tools in the car, and we deliberately avoided her when we spoke jargon on the road.

"No! We can't handle this matter!" reporter Gan broke free from Xiaoxuan and said he wanted to call the police again.

"Don't panic first, if something happens, you'll talk about it first!" I said hurriedly.

Reporter Gan's face looked a little bad. She pointed to the front right and trembled and said, "Die...! I saw the dead! I don't know how long it has been dead!"

"Diet! True or fake!"

Douyazai ran to the place with a few big strides.

"Grass!" Douyazai turned around and cursed, saying, "Look at Fengzi, come and see, there are really dead people!"

I hurried over to observe the situation.

Not far from her, reporter Gan found a corpse. The person had not died for a long time. The body had not completely rotted. He lay flat on his back, buried in the sand, and exposed the upper part of his body on the ground. The air here was dry and strong, and the wind was blowing on the sun. The face of the corpse was already dehydrated. You could smell the stench when you got closer. I looked at it for a few times and didn't dare to look at it.

I guess if reporter Gan and Xiaoxuan hadn happened to come here to get rid of their hands, the place where birds and cars kept stopping under the slope of the Alxashan National Highway would not have been discovered for several years.

"Does this person have a wallet?" Douyazai was brave and she took out a wallet from the body.

Xiaoxuan could no longer hold it back at this time, so she ran to the side and held her waist and started vomiting.

"Yellow...cucumber?" Douyazai glared and said, "Why is there someone named Cucumber? This person is called Cucumber?"

"Take it and see it," I didn't believe what he said, took the ID card and took a look.

I wiped the stains on my ID card with my hand. Hi, this is not a cucumber. This person is called Huang Gu. The radical "Zi" was covered by stains. After rubbing hard, he revealed his original name.

According to the address, this person is not a native of Yinchuan, but from Zhaotong, Yunnan. In addition to more than 100 yuan in change, he also has two folded notes on his wallet. I opened the notes and looked at them, and my brows frowned.

"What...what is it written?"

"On September 27, there are 50 kilograms of meat with hind legs, 30 kilograms of sheep waist, and 10 kilograms of crisp bones. It is estimated that 2,500 kilograms of small strings will be worn, and the net profit will be about 400."

Douyazai and I looked at the notes and looked at each other. Why did a mutton skewers in Zhaotong, Yunnan die in the wasteland next to Alxa? It seems that the person selling Zhaotong skewers is still selling?

The more I thought about it, the more I felt the more I was scared and I was shocked.

Throwed away the note.
Chapter completed!