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Chapter [71]: Inevitably Accidental(2/2)

He didn't know if it was because he hung someone up, so he was panicking now.

I comforted him: "The priest was forced to suck in **, which is a highly anesthesia gas. The priest suddenly lost consciousness."

"What do you mean is someone attacking him?"

The flight attendant rubbed his numb hands and asked me.

I said, "If it weren't for the two of you who attacked him, there must be a murderer hidden in the woods. He was allowed to inhale this gas when you were not paying attention."

"But ** is just an anesthetic gas, and it is impossible to die in an instant."

Another woman expressed her own opinion.

But the leader said: "No matter what the reason, no one can leave here. I want to organize a large-scale search and must arrest this person."

I took a deep breath.

Seeing people put down the priest's body, a puzzled heart arose: Who is going to attack the priest?

The body was laid flat on the sand.

I squatted down next to the priest's body.

I stared at the face of the corpse and found that the face of the corpse was relatively normal and there was no sign of poisoning.

But I know very well that without using poisoning, it is difficult to easily make a person lose his life so quickly.

Is the surface of the corpse just an illusion?

But even if I had some doubts in my heart, he could not have dissected the priest's body in this place.

The leader asked me: "Can you guess the cause of the priest's death?"

I shook my head.

He turned around and said to the leader, "Is there any way to save the body in your place?"

The leader took a deep breath after hearing the question I asked.

Say to me: "The only way to preserve the corpse is to make the corpse into mummies."

If you turn a corpse into a mummy, you will lose the value of preservation.

Because there is a lot of tissue on the body, once it becomes dehydrated, many factors will disappear.

But I shook my head: "Murder is not allowed. If there is no way to save it freshly, we can only find out the reason as soon as possible."

The leader sighed: "Then let's do it as soon as possible, because a person suddenly died, my entire tribe felt panic. I hope you can find out the reason and calm their emotions down."

The area of ​​this tribe is not large.

If the murderer killed the priest, he would definitely choose to leave, but in such a short time, he would not have gone too far.

Actually, there is another problem.

I always feel that the murderer has been by my side, as if he is always monitoring me.

Because every dead person seems to be very accidental, but when you think about it carefully, there is some inevitable connection between this accident.

The murderer seems to be pursuing something.

But this kind of thing may be in the body of the deceased or controlled by the deceased.

The murderer killed the dead just to show a purpose.

He didn't want the deceased to control such things, so he wanted to make the deceased pay the price of his life.

This analysis seems a bit illusory.

But I know very well in my heart that the murderer killed the dead around me might be warning me.

Is this targeting myself?

I suddenly remembered the words that the priest said before his death, which made me a little puzzled.

The priest seemed to know that he would die soon, and said something he shouldn't have said, and it felt like he was explaining his funeral.

Of course, this is not the power of God.

But the deceased may have known some secret, which is related to his life and death.

But even if he knew this secret, he could not save his life.

The woman walked behind me: "You have been staring at this dead man. Do you think the dead man will tell you something?"

This woman actually took the initiative to talk to me.

Although I was a little curious, I still didn't react much, and I didn't even raise my head.

I was still staring at the priest's face.

There was no answer to this woman's words.

But the woman did not give up, but squatted down beside the priest.

The woman stretched out her hand and stretched her way to the priest's chest, as if she was going to take something out of the priest.

I said to this woman, "All people are dead, just let him go."

"Do you know what I'm going to do?"

The woman's hands remained in the air.
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