Mage Joan

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

Joan, Thomas and Dindal brothers have breakfast and continue on the road to start a new day of hunting.

Walking through the cedar forest and walking about two miles along the mountain stream, the hound suddenly barked.

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

"Another hoof mark left by the wild boar?" Thomas came over and asked.

Joan shook his head and replied softly: "It looks more like a human shoe print."

"That is the trace left by other hunting teams passing by here," Thomas recalled the unpleasant encounter yesterday afternoon, and further speculated, "Most of them are Ted Carter."

"I was really upset when I thought of the possibility of meeting those **** next!" Dick said angrily.

Joan didn't make a sound, took off his backpack, took out a cardboard card with colorful stripes, and took out an off-white test paper, touched the blood stain on the ground with the test paper, and waited for a few seconds, the test paper showed a pink color.

"Is there any problem with the blood stains?" Roger realized that the situation seemed a bit bad.

Joan contrasted the dipstick in his hand with the chromatogram card, and the Thomas probe glanced over, unable to take a deep breath.

"Color number 0001!"

"What does the color number 0001 mean, is this not the blood of the wild boar?" Dick asked puzzlingly.

"The blood sample No. 0001 refers to human blood in "Alchemy"." Thomas's face was gloomy. "Someone was attacked here. From the perspective of footprints and blood stains, the conflict will not be earlier than last night."

Joan stuffed the chromatographic control card and test strips back into the backpack and stood up looking towards 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 in front of me."

The four led the hounds along the track and turned around a river bay, with a strong **** smell in the oncoming wind.

Joan exchanged glances with his companions, showed his weapons, prepared the casting materials, took a light step forward to search along the river beach, and soon found a pile of burnt campfires.

Joan reached out to touch the ashes, it was still warm, and it was visible that it had just gone out.

At this time, there was a sudden exclaimation behind him!

Joan looked back and saw Thomas standing next to the bushes, his face pale and retching.

"What's wrong, Thomas?"

"Look for yourself! It's terrible..."

Joan and the Dindal brothers looked at the bushes curiously, and were immediately deeply shocked by the **** scene in front of them.

Three incomplete corpses fell under the trees, all traces of beasts gnawed on them, bare bones were exposed, and the broken clothes were soaked in the fuchsia plasma that had not dried up.

Joan covered her mouth and nose and walked to a creeping corpse, squatting down and watching carefully.

The first thing that can be confirmed is that the deceased was attacked by wild boars during his lifetime. As for which wild boars have yet to be further verified.

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

The cloak wrapped around the corpse, although it was broken and stained with blood, could still see the blush character, making Joan feel familiar.

In order to confirm his speculation, Joan cast the "Mage's Hand" and turned the body over. As a result, at first glance, he saw the torn and hollowed-out abdominal cavity.

This horrible scene made him unable to numb his scalp.

At the same time, the Thomas and Dindal brothers behind him all inhaled coldly, turning their heads and looking back.

Qiao An calmed his emotions and forced himself to move his eyes from the corpse's abdomen to his face, carefully looking at the twisted face that was solidified with horror.

"It's Ted Carter. It looks like he was killed in a wild boar attack when he camped last night." Joan turned back and told Thomas.

"This guy is not a good thing, but... it's a bit terrible to die." Thomas sighed.

"There are four people in Ted Carter's hunting team. There are only three bodies here, and where is a ranger named Henry?"

Joan stood up with doubt and looked around. There was no fourth corpse nearby. He turned back along the original path of the footprints and returned to search. Sure enough, he found a prone in the jungle that was not far from the beach where the blood was originally found. Body.

Joan turned the body over, and the scene he saw made him stunned for a moment, his eyebrows clenched, and his eyes were confused.

This is Henry's body.

The face was distorted by extreme fear, and his mouth was wide open, as if he was still trying to call for help or beg for mercy before he died.

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

The huge wounds on the neck and abdomen made Joan have an ominous association.

"Joan, is there anything new?" Thomas came over and asked.

Joan nodded and pointed at the body and said softly:

"This man's fatal wound is located on the neck and abdomen. The wound is quite smooth, like a sharp blade cut, and the wild boar obviously does not use a sharp blade."

"That is to say, this unlucky ghost was cut with a knife, and then his belly was cut again?" Thomas shrugged. "From the domineering style of their gang, it is not a blame for the talent, it seems that it was encountered. A ruthless character, a conflict of words, and the result is slaughtered."

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

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

"First of all, it is impossible to explain why only Henry was killed by the blade, and his three companions died from the wild boar attack."

"It may be that all four of them were killed by a powerful hunting team. After that, the **** smell of the corpses attracted the wild boar, and the corpses of three of them were destroyed twice, so that the original fatal wound could not be seen. "

Thomas made a guess that sounded reasonable.

Joan didn't refute it for the first time, and his tight brows didn't stretch, and he pondered for a long time before speaking.

"Even if the facts are as you said, they cannot explain the second doubt."

He suddenly raised his hand, and the invisible palm formed by the magic lifted Henry's chest that was cut by the blade.

"Look, there is something missing here."

Thomas glanced at it and immediately turned his head to puke!

Under Joan's urging, he was forced to turn his head around, tolerate fear and nausea, and looked to Joan to show him the chest of the body, and soon realized that it was indeed missing a very important organ.

"Really...the heart was removed?!"

"Yeah, my heart is gone."

Joan's eyes flickered and muttered to himself.

"If Henry died in an accidental conflict, it would be ok for the other party to kill the killer. What would he do if he took his heart...not to mention it, just take it and bake it?"

"Don't... don't talk nonsense! This joke isn't funny at all!" Thomas was so frightened that he was cold and sweating and interrupted him quickly.

At this moment, a fierce dog bark suddenly came behind them!

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