The moon tonight is particularly round, the cold moonlight shines on the thick snow, and the sky and the earth are covered with white space.

It was almost midnight, and most Mongolians were asleep at this time, and the huge grassland was quiet.

Naya knelt on one knee, half-squatted in front of the yurt, staring at Daiqin's tent in the distance with her big eyes.

A trace of light faintly emerged from Daiqin's tent. Tonight, A Chong was on duty alone, and only four cold corpses were accompanying him.

The white dog slowly walked to Naya and put her head intimately.

This snow-white Samoyed dog was exchanged for Surile and Ke from the indigenous people of Siberia two years ago. When he brought it back, it was just a small white pom. Naya fell in love with it at first sight and "snatched" it from Surile and Ke. Each person and dog were together day and night. After two years of careful training, this Samoyed dog has grown tall and strong and has become the leader of Naya's shepherd dog.

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The white dog whimpered in her arms, and Naya gently stroked the fluff on its neck, soothing its emotions.

This Samoyed is spiritual and can feel the joy, anger, sorrow and happiness of his master. I don’t know what happened to it tonight, but it is particularly clingy, following Naya tightly, and her eyes are always looking around from time to time.

The dog group tonight was also a little strange. They were well-trained and usually quiet. They seemed a little panicked tonight, walking around Naya, looking anxious.

"Naya! It's so late, why are you not sleeping?" Daiqin asked with a tent lifted up and opened it.

"You don't have to worry about it!" Naya said without looking back.

Daiqin looked at the tent in the distance, swallowed his saliva and crawled back to the tent.

Naya stared at the tent in the distance, her mind full of doubts, "What is A Chong doing inside alone? Why don't he let us go? Wouldn't he be afraid of being inside alone?"

After thinking for a long time, Naya finally decided to get up and slowly walked towards A Chong's tent.

The white dog followed, suddenly grabbed the corner of her clothes and pulled it back hard, making a "whimper" sound from her mouth.

"Asar, what's wrong with you?" Naya squatted down and asked softly in Samoyah's ear.

Assal shook his head, holding her clothes in her mouth and tugged backwards.

"Asar! Don't make trouble, stay here and don't move!" Naya patted her head and ordered in a low voice.

Seeing that Naya was angry, Asar did not dare to disobey her orders, and lay on the ground and looked at her pitifully.

Naya raised her fingers and made a "shhh" gesture on her lips, turned around and walked slowly towards the tent.

...

A Chong carefully inspected the four corpses in the tent. All the clothes on the corpses had been taken off and he was lying on the wooden board. A Chong tossed and turned and found no wounds on them for a long time.

He swept every inch of his skin with a magnet, but no trace of metal was found in their bodies.

A Chong touched the body with his fingers, and felt that the muscles of the four people were as stiff as iron. Although this white disaster caused the temperature on the grassland to drop to minus ten degrees, the tent was still above zero. After several hours of "thawing", the body should not be so stiff.

The four corpses still maintained strange smiles, as if this expression had been permanently condensed on their faces.

Judging from the situation of the corpse, A Chong is 90% sure that this is a symptom of poisoning. However, he checked the mouth and throat of four people, and there was no residue of poison. It seemed that the toxin should enter the blood directly, but there were no wounds on the body. So how did the toxin enter the human body?

A Chong sat in front of the four corpses and thought for a long time, and suddenly the light flashed. A Chong looked a little strange when he saw a corpse.

A Chong stood up and stood in front of the corpse, carefully observing the eyes and expressions of "it" and suddenly found that it was a little different from the other three corpses. Although there was also a strange smile on his face, there seemed to be something strange in the eyes of "it".

A Chong put the light close to "it"'s face and looked carefully. Finally, he found a small hole in his neck under "it"'s ears. If he didn't press it with his fingers, he would not notice the pinhole-like wound.

A Chong frowned. This was too strange.

The location of the wound is a big fatal point in the human body - the carotid sinus. There are special sensory nerve endings in the carotid sinus, which control the blood pressure and heart rate of the brain. If external forces are used to press the neck, it will instantly cause cerebral ischemia, hypoxia, and cause a short-term loss of consciousness. A master can faint or even die by just a light hit here.

This pinhole-like wound pierces the artery under the skin. If a normal person is pierced here, blood will definitely flow! But strangely, there is no blood around the wound and no blood seeps out of the skin.

A Chong examined the other three bodies and did not find any wounds at the same location, but under the back of their heads, wounds of the same size were found.

A Chong walked back and forth in the tent a few times, stood in front of the first corpse, and murmured:

"I got it, all three of them were stabbed in the artery from behind without any warning - only you, you turned your face and saw the person who killed you.

Your eyes tell me that this person is someone you know, so you are so surprised."

Four cold corpses lay there quietly, the air in the tent seemed to condense, and even the tip of the needle fell to the ground could be heard.

A Chong said to himself to the corpse: "It's a pity that you are dead, you can't speak."

"However, I have a way to ask you to help me identify the murderer."

A Chong slowly took off his upper body's clothes, and the tattoo like "green dragon" winded from his wrist to his chest. Compared to the last time he met Zi Yang and the others, this "green dragon" seemed to double and its shape became even more ferocious.

A Chong sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, and placed his hands on his dantian. After a while, the dragon pattern on his arms faintly emitted a purple fluorescence. A white frost gradually floated on A Chong's face. The temperature in the tent seemed to drop by more than ten degrees suddenly, and a layer of white frost appeared on the four corpses.

"Swish" a light sound suddenly came outside the tent.

A Chong, who was sitting on the ground, opened his eyes and rushed out of the tent like a flash of lightning, raised his Yin-Yang hand and grabbed the shadows lying on the tent.

The shadow was so scared that it fell to the ground, with a trace of fear flashing in its eyes.

"Brother Chong!"

"Naya?"

A Chong's Yin and Yang hands hovered over Naya's head, only a few centimeters away from her forehead.

"What are you doing here? Didn't I say no one should get close to here!"

"I, I'm worried about what's wrong with you, so come and have a look..."

Naya fell to the ground, staring at Achong's Yin and Yang hands in horror, and as soon as she spoke, she exhaled a strong white air from her mouth.

So cold!

"Stay away from her, or I'll shoot!" A low voice came from a distance. Daiqin slowly walked over from the shadow with a hunting rifle in his hand, aiming at A Chong's forehead with a black muzzle.

A Chong stood up straight and looked at him silently.

Naya hurriedly got up and ran over to grab Daiqin's gun: "Don't shoot! It's a misunderstanding, Brother Chong didn't mean to scare me on purpose."

Daiqin hesitated and put down his gun, looked at Naya in confusion and asked, "You, what are you doing here?"

Turning his head to look at A Chong and asked again, "You, what are you doing?"

At this time, A Chong was pressing his upper body. Although he was thin, his body was full of strong muscles. The winding dragon patterns from his arms to his chest were shocking. Dai Qin couldn't help but take a few more glances.

"You go and inform the nearby tribe members to come over. I'll find the murderer." A Chong said coldly, and got into the tent.

Naya and Daiqin looked at each other.

"Is this man crazy?" Daiqin looked down at Naya and said, "He, he didn't hurt you, did he?"

Naya shook her head and said, "I'm fine. Go and call me brother and others. I'll go find my dad. Let's take action separately and tell everyone that Ah Chong has found the murderer."

Naya turned her head and ran towards the yurt. Daiqin was stunned for a moment, looked at her tent, turned around and walked reluctantly in the other direction, muttering to herself: "It's okay, it's okay, you know that Brother Chong, who is protecting you, has his paws stretched to your face, it's okay!"

After a while, all the people sleeping in the nearby yurt were awakened. When they heard that A Chong had found the murderer, everyone rushed over. The huge tent was filled with people.

A Chong had already put on his clothes and stood there looking around everyone.

Timur, Surile and Ke, Daiqin, Naya... Even the old white-bearded man who was about to drive him away during the day came, and there were some other people he had never seen before.

Four corpses were placed in a row in front of A Chong. A Chong covered their bodies with a blanket, revealing only his neck and head.

Seeing that there were more and more people in the tent and they were almost unable to squeeze out, Timur turned to Achong and said, "It's almost done, do you know how they died?"

A Chong nodded: "I not only know how they died, but also who killed them!"

Naya translated Achong's words to everyone, and there was a commotion in the crowd, and everyone whispered to each other.

A Chong carefully observed the expressions of the people and said slowly: "The murderer attacked from behind without any defense and stabbed the back of their cerebral artery with a hidden weapon. The weapon used by the murderer was coated with a very powerful neurotoxin, causing them to die immediately. The toxin entered the blood of the artery, so the person who was stabbed would spasm the limbs and the expression on his face was distorted. The large corpse spots we saw before were caused by the precipitation of neurotoxin in the blood vessels."

Surile and Ke shook their heads and said, "No, we checked them several times, and there were no wounds on them."

A Chong nodded and said, "The murderer stabbed in was very hidden, and the wound was extremely small, so we didn't notice it at the beginning. The murder weapon he used was a slender ice needle. This deadly weapon was made of ice containing toxins. It was extremely sharp. After piercing into the artery, the toxins in the ice needle immediately melted into the blood, causing the blood to quickly condense. Because the ice sealed the wound, there was no blood on the skin. Over time, the ice needle slowly dissolved, so we could not find the murder weapon at all."

After Naya finished translating, everyone was in an uproar. Timur, Surile and Ke also looked at each other.

After A Chong and others were upset for a while, he raised his voice and said, "The murderer stabbed three people to death in this way, but one of them suddenly turned around when he took action. The murderer chose to stab the ice needle into his carotid artery. Although this place can be fatal with one blow, the wound is not so hidden."

A Chong walked to Surile and Ke and used his fingers to demonstrate the murderer's movements on the back of his head and neck. A Chong's technique was very fast, and Surile and Ke had no time to react at all. Before he could see his gestures clearly, he felt a chill in his head and neck. He must have been pointed at by his fingers - if A Chong was holding a dagger or ice thorn in his hand, he had now fallen to the ground.

A Chong turned around and signaled to everyone that the four corpses were as thin as pinholes on their heads and necks. Everyone was in a state of turmoil again, with a look of suspicion on their faces, as if they didn't believe that such a small wound could kill a strong young man in an instant.

A young man shouted a few words in the crowd.

Naya looked at A Chong and translated with some embarrassment: "He, he said you are making up stories, but you didn't see them with your own eyes. How do you know how they died?"

Naya turned around and said a few more words to the man, as if she was defending Achong.

A Chong smiled coldly:

"I not only saw how the murderer took action, but also knew that he was here now!"
Chapter completed!