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Text 018. Past Chapter - Murder on the Brahmaputra River

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    "Mr. Silang?" After entering the hotel, Ram asked the front desk a few questions, but the hotel owner at the front desk said he had not seen an old Tibetan man coming or going.  There was no other way, Ram and Qiao Feng had to walk to Si Lang's room together.  ¡°Dong dong dong¡ª¡ª¡± The knock on the door echoed in the empty corridor.  After a long time, there was no voice speaking or answering from inside.  Ram glanced at Qiao Feng, and Qiao Feng nodded.  In this case, Ram knocked on the door and took out the spare key he took from the front desk.  "Mr. Slang! Are you there? We're coming in. Sorry!" The key turned and the two opened the door.  After that, what appeared in front of them was a clean room, showing the living habits of a very well-educated person.  The quilts on the bed were neatly folded, and the luggage next to them was placed quietly.  Everything seemed stable and orderly.  "Really, where did Mr. Slang go?" Ram complained, looking a little unhappy.  In any case, she is in charge of this tour group, and any problems with the people among them will be her responsibility.  "Hey, have you found anyone?" The voice rang from the corridor. The two turned around and saw Xia Shuidao holding the SLR in her hand, looking around the door.  After seeing the two people looking at him, the guy smiled and said, "I saw that none of you were coming over, so I wanted to come over and have a look. What? Didn't you find the old man?" Qiao Feng shook his head, while Ram  It was a sigh.  Seeing this, Xia Shuidao turned the SLR camera in his hand and said: "That's it By the way, he said before that he would leave the team midway. Did he leave first? Isn't he going to worship that person?  Ancestor?" Ram frowned.  Biting his lip slightly, he seemed hesitant.  Qiao Feng was watching from the side, waiting to see what happened.  "Hey, are you ready? How long should we wait in the car?" Just when Ram was hesitating, Luo Tian also got out of the car.  Come and shout at everyone.  Seeing Luo Tian's face, Ram finally exhaled and said, "Okay, let's get in the car. I will try to call Mr. Silang. If I contact him, I will ask him to try his best."  Wait for us to come back in this hotel." "Then. Let's go!" Since Ram, as a tour guide, has made such a decision, Qiao Feng can't say anything else.  He got into the car with a few others, closed the door, and watched as the car started to start, and the hotel gradually disappeared behind him.  However, he couldn't help but pinch the hidden knife on his waist and cover his heart.  He frowned.  "What's wrong?" Lin Huiyang next to him smiled and asked - "Why this expression?" Qiao Feng shook his head and said: "I don't know why, I always have a very bad premonition.  Very uncomfortable" Lin Huiyang nodded: "(softly) I think so too. Si Lang ran away, which proves that he is most likely an arms dealer. He put the dirty bomb, or the place where the dirty bomb was placed.  After telling the terrorist inside, he disappeared, and that terrorist will probably disappear soon in the next day, so what we have to do now is to keep an eye on him.  Anyone who wants to leave, then keep an eye on them" "No, that's not the case." Qiao Feng raised the Tibetan knife in his hand, looked at the Tibetan text on the handle, and said a little nervously: "I always have it.  Some very bad premonitions. Maybe, I am a little superstitiousbut, I always feel that something very bad is about to happenthis hidden knifemaybe, it wants to tell me something.  Somethingmaybe veryimportant to my life" Although Qiao Feng knew that as a killer, he should not have such belief in the existence of gods and Buddhas.  Idealism can easily make a killer give up thinking about the predicament at hand and instead seek religious spiritual salvation.  ¡°Buthe still feels that there is somethingsomething very important, once missed.  Something that I might regret for the rest of my life is about to happen This thought continued, even when the bus drove to the higher source of the Brahmaputra River and looked at the beautiful and magnificent scenery.  The majesty and beauty of the Brahmaputra River are really exciting. Although it is not as good as the thousands of horses galloping downstream, the constant interlacing in front of you and the continuous extension to the tributaries that seem to be the end of the sky really give people a shock from the bottom of their hearts.  Feelings?? And Ram was also kind enough to let Tashi stop the vehicle in a rest area filled with snow after driving for two hours, so that everyone could get out of the car and enjoy the beautiful river.  ¡°Perhaps it¡¯s because there is no one here today. There are only 15 people in this car in the vast world.  These 15 people can enjoy this sky, this water and this world to themselves!  In the afternoon, as we continue to go up, the ice and snow accumulate thicker and thicker, but the pure sky is as if it has been wiped with these fine snows, and it is as beautiful as the vast universe.  Everyone got out of the car and walked up the snowy slope, shouting at the string of rivers in front of them that were still not frozen despite the sub-zero temperature.  Screaming at the vast and distant grassland that seems like the end of the world.  This is a real wilderness, a real wilderness without a single person.  In this world, human beings actually feel that they are so insignificant.  Too small to be seen at all, you can truly get peace of mind!  Yes it's so beautiful here It's the kind of pure natural beauty, rough but with a unique and delicate taste Such beauty makes people linger and forget about time.  Even when the sun sets and the other side of the sky is dyed orange in large areas, it can still make people linger.  However, Qiao Feng, who was also immersed in these beautiful scenery, was far from expecting it.  When they were on the bus preparing to return, driving down the wide grassland road "Hey, wait a minute! What is that?" Where the headlights shined, under the red sky in the distance,  Behind a snowdrift, a man was sitting there, leaning against the snowdrift.  Are they the victims?  Tashi slowly stopped the car. Lamu, Xu Zhongyuan, Zhao Guorong and Qiao Feng got out of the car, ready to see what was going on with the man sitting leaning against the snowdrift.  But "Hey, man, it's getting late, you'll die if you sit here." Xu Zhongyuan called out twice.  However, this person did not respond.  Zhao Guorong, who was next to him, simply walked up, stretched out his hand, put it on the man's shoulder, and said, "Brother, you" The man he was leaning against slowly fell to the side.  With a snap, his whole body fell onto the snow next to him.  At the same time, the hat covering his head fell off and fell to the side.  Then, what is the feeling that awaits everyone?  Is it horror?  Or is it the kind of fear that spreads from the bottom of your heart?  ¡°Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh that the tour guide that the tour guide screamed in despair.  Her eyes were full of panic and confusion.  Because of her scream, everyone in the car quickly got out of the car and ran over.  "What's going on? What's going on?!" "Why are you shouting? What's going on!" "Who is this person? What's wrong with him?!" Everyone is asking questions one by one.  In their sight, Qiao Feng was already squatting beside this man, reaching out to check his breathing "He is dead." Slowly, he exhaled.  Qiao Feng stretched out his hand again, gently opened the man's clothes at the collar, and took a look.  "Strangled to death." On his neck, a stretch mark that had turned blue and purple surrounded his neck.  The cause of death is obvious, right?  Seeing this circle of marks, Zhao Guorong, after hesitating for a moment, reached out his hand and turned the dead man over.  Finally, everyone saw his face.  It was none other than the old Tibetan man who everyone thought had left in the morning - Silang Jiangcuo.  He half-opened his mouth and closed his eyes.  Just here, almost two hours' drive from the hotel, I stopped breathing forever (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest  Motivation. 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