Chapter 282 Razor Boar

In the early morning of July 5th, the weather on Wild Boar Island was a bit gloomy.

Brother Joan, Thomas and Tyndale had breakfast and continued on the road to start a new day of hunting.

After walking through the fir forest and along the mountain stream for about two miles, the hound suddenly barked.

Joan stopped and looked down at the area where the hounds gathered. Messy footprints and a large pool of dark red blood were faintly visible on the muddy river beach.

"Another hoofprint from a wild boar?" Thomas asked, coming up.

Joan shook his head and replied softly, "It looks more like human shoe prints."

"That's the trace left by other hunting teams passing by here," Thomas recalled the unpleasant encounter yesterday afternoon, and further speculated, "It's probably Ted Carter's group."

"When I think about the possibility of meeting those bastards next time, I feel really upset!" Dick said angrily.

Without making a sound, Joan took off his backpack, took out a hard card with colored stripes, and took out a piece of off-white test paper. He touched the blood on the ground with the test paper and waited for a few seconds. The test paper turned pink.

"Is there something wrong with the blood?" Roger realized that something was wrong.

Joan compared the test strip in his hand with the chromatogram card. Thomas looked over and took a deep breath.

"Color number 0001!"

"What does the color number 0001 mean? Isn't this the blood of a wild boar?" Dick asked inexplicably.

"Blood sample No. 0001 refers to human blood in 'Alchemy'." Thomas' face was gloomy. "Someone was attacked here before. Judging from the footprints and bloodstains, the conflict will not be earlier than last night."

Joan stuffed the chromatographic control card and test strips back into his backpack, stood up and looked in the direction of the footprints, his eyes were deep and thoughtful.

After a long silence, he finally said, "Let's go and see what happened ahead."

The four of them led the hounds and followed the trail, turning around a bend in the river, and the wind blowing in front of them carried a strong smell of blood.

Joan exchanged glances with his companions, showed his weapon, prepared the materials for the spell, and searched along the river beach with light steps, and soon found a pile of burnt campfires.

Joan reached out to touch the ashes, but they were still warm, which could be seen that they had just been extinguished.

At this time, there was a sudden exclamation from behind!

Joan looked back and saw Thomas standing by the bushes, pale and retching.

"What's the matter, Thomas?"

"Look for yourselves! It's too miserable..."

Brothers Joan and Tyndale looked at the bushes curiously, and were immediately shocked by the bloody scene before them.

Three mutilated corpses fell under the bushes, with traces of beasts gnawing all over their bodies, revealing thick bones, and the broken clothes were soaked in the purple blood that had not yet dried up, which was shocking.

Qiao An covered his mouth and nose, suppressed his nausea, walked to a prostrate corpse, and squatted down to observe carefully.

First of all, it can be confirmed that the deceased had been attacked by a wild boar before his death. As for what kind of wild boar it is, it remains to be further verified.

Joan was more interested in the identity of the deceased than the cause of death.

Although the cloak that wrapped the corpse was torn and stained with blood, the true color of crimson could still be seen, which made Joan feel a little familiar.

In order to confirm his guess, Joan cast the "Hand of a Mage" and turned the corpse over, only to see the abdominal cavity that had been torn apart and had its internal organs emptied out at first sight.

This terrifying scene made his scalp tingle.

At the same time, Thomas and Tyndall brothers behind him also gasped and turned their heads away, unable to bear to look any further.

Joan calmed down, and forced himself to move his gaze from the abdomen of the corpse to the face, carefully studying the distorted face that was frozen in horror.

"It's Ted Carter. It seems that he was attacked by a wild boar while camping last night and unfortunately died." Joan turned back and told Thomas.

"This guy is not a good guy, but... his death is a bit too miserable." Thomas sighed.

"There are four people in Ted Carter's hunting team. There are only three corpses here. Where is the ranger named Henry?"

Joan stood up suspiciously and looked around. He couldn't find the fourth body nearby, so he turned around and searched along the same path as the footprints, and he found a prone body in the dense forest not far from the pool of blood he found first. corpse.

Joan turned the body over, and what he saw made him stunned for a moment, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes showed confusion.

This is exactly Henry’s body.

The face was distorted and deformed by extreme fear, and the mouth was wide open, as if trying to call for help or beg for mercy before dying.

However, compared with Ted and others, his body was too complete, apparently not attacked by wild boars.

The huge wounds on the neck and abdomen made Qiao An even more ominous.

"Joan, did you find anything new?" Thomas came over and asked.

Joan nodded, pointed at the corpse and said softly:

"The man's fatal wounds were located on the neck and abdomen. The cross-section of the wound was quite smooth, like a sharp knife cut, and wild boars obviously don't use sharp knives."

"In other words, the neck of this unlucky ghost was first cut off, and then his belly was cut open?" Thomas shrugged, "Judging from the domineering style of their group, it seems that they are not to be offended. He is a ruthless character who clashed with each other, and was slaughtered in the end."

"If it was a conflict with other hunting teams, there are two things that cannot be explained."

Joan squatted in front of Henry's body, resting his chin on one hand, and slowly expressed the doubts he found.

"First of all, it is impossible to explain why only Henry was killed by the sharp knife, while his three companions were killed by the wild boar attack."

"It may be that all four of them were killed by a powerful hunting team. Afterwards, the bloody smell from the corpses attracted wild boars, and the corpses of three of them were damaged twice, so that the original fatal wounds could not be seen. "

Thomas offered a guess that sounded reasonable.

Joan didn't refute immediately, and didn't relax her tightly locked brows. She pondered for a long time before opening her mouth.

"Even if the facts are as you said, the second doubt cannot be explained."

He raised his hand suddenly, and the invisible palm condensed with magic power lifted Henry's chest that had been cut open by the sharp blade.

"Look, there's something missing here."

Thomas took a look, and immediately turned his head and retched!

Under Joan's urging, he was forced to turn his head around. Suppressing his fear and nausea, he looked at the chest cavity of the corpse that Joan had shown him, and soon realized that a very important organ was indeed missing.

"It's really... the heart was taken away?!"

"Yeah, the heart is gone."

Joan's eyes wandered and he muttered to himself.

"If Henry died in an accidental conflict, it's fine for the other party to kill him. What do you want to do with his heart taken away... It's not possible, take it to roast and eat?"

"Don't...don't talk nonsense! This joke is not funny at all!" Thomas was so frightened that his head broke out in cold sweat that he interrupted him hastily.

At this moment, a fierce barking suddenly came from behind the two of them!

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