The sky was full of wind and snow, and the sky was completely dark. Qiao Feng looked at the body on the roadside, raised his head, and glanced at the people behind him. Lin Huiyang also covered his lips, showing an expression of inexplicable horror, as if he was seeing a corpse for the first time. Chen Sibo behind him gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. The burly Zhao Guorong seemed very cautious, his eyes constantly scanning everyone. The college student Li Shuyang¡¯s lips were a little white, and his eyes were secretly looking at the others, as if he was confirming something. The surprised expression on white-collar Xu Zhongyuan's face disappeared quickly. He breathed out gently, raised his head, and looked at the completely dark sky. Bai Muqing, a white-collar woman, folded her arms and trembled. There was not much surprise and fear on her face. After the photographer Xia Shuidao was surprised, he raised the camera in his hand and kept taking pictures of the corpse. Wang Haoyue over there looked like a very grown-up man. He was leaning next to Lin Huiyang, as if he was ready to stretch out his hands to protect this cute little girl at any time. Professional trader Luo Tian seemed relatively normal. He glanced at the corpse with disgust and stopped looking at it. The driver Tashi Tsering took a deep breath. In the snowstorm, he quietly took out a cigarette and started smoking. After the tour guide Miss Yesilam who came down next saw the corpse, her whole body immediately turned blue and she collapsed to the side. And Dorje Nyima, a young Tibetan man, stretched out his hand and hugged her gently to prevent her from collapsing on the ground. Liu Na, a middle-aged woman, pursed her lips and frowned, seeming to be thinking about something. The young female student Xue Xiaoyu grabbed each other¡¯s hands. It seemed like his whole body was shaking. "He was murdered." Qiao Feng spoke, gently pinched the Tibetan knife at his waist, stretched out his hand, and pointed at Silang Jiangcuo's body. The body was in a sitting position leaning on the snowdrift, wearing thick clothes. There is a wine bottle bag with Tibetan and Mongolian characteristics on his waist. His right hand is spread out on the snow with the palm of his hand facing up, and a Tibetan knife is placed next to it. There were some frozen blood stains on the blade. There was also a shallow stab wound on his right leg. Next to his body was the Tibetan old man's travel bag. All the contents had been poured out. After careful search no valuables were found. No cash, credit cards or wallets were found. "The bruises on his neck show that he was strangled." Qiao Feng pointed to the circle of strangulation marks on the Tibetan old man's neck and said very seriously: "After dinner last night, we have found out now During this time, someone killed him and then threw him here." At this point, the driver Tashi suddenly gritted his teeth and punched each other with his fists! Seeing him gnashing his teeth, Qiao Feng naturally asked: "What's wrong? Master Tashi." Tashi shook his head, waved his fist hard in the air, and said loudly: "It must be those bandits! It must be them. They did it!" Lin Huiyang breathed into his hands timidly, and said in a soft voice: "Robber Robber Robber? Is there such a scary person?" Wang Haoyue next to him? Lin Huiyang was afraid. He quickly reached out and put his arms around his petite shoulders. The moment his palms came up, he saw that this cute girl had no intention of rejecting him, and he couldn't help but reveal a winner's smile on his face: "Don't be afraid, I will protect you!" Lin Huiyang turned to Qiao Venture Capital He asked for help, but Qiao Feng deliberately pretended not to see it and turned his head. And this Jiaoyin continued to maintain the posture of "not daring to break away", letting Wang Haoyue hold her shoulders. "Bandits refer to a group of bandits who have been running around on our Qinghai-Tibet Plateau without any control." Duoji, who had been silent all this time, opened his mouth and explained: "Those bandits dare not approach cities and villages. But they are very good at getting around. They also often robbed lone vehicles in the wild and hijacked tourist buses. Because Tibet is so big and they travel so quickly, they would probably have to wait for several hours before calling the police. They have already run away. Therefore, the Tibetan armed police are also worried about these bandits." Xue Xiaoyu's face turned blue. He took a step back and said tremblingly: "So Tibet is so scary?! I I shouldn't have signed up for a trip to Tibet It's too scary" I heard that my guests were a little scared about the trip. , Ramlian as a tour guide?Welcome with a smile and said: "No, no, no! Our trip has always been very safe!" "It's so safe!" Luo Tian suddenly exploded! He shouted loudly: "Someone died in front of us now! How can this be called safety? Fart safety!" Ram still wanted to laugh, but maybe she realized that it was inappropriate to laugh now, so she made her expression look serious. At one point, he said: "But, Mr. Silang encountered this kind of thing because he acted alone, right? If he acted with us, maybe he wouldn't have encountered such a thing, right? Therefore, our travel agency's itinerary is still absolutely It's safe! Our tour bus will definitely guarantee the safety of life and property of any guest who doesn't leave the team without permission!" Qiao Feng looked at the quarrel here, and then turned his head and looked at Chen Sibo who was making a call next to him. His expression looked very confused. At this point, he also knew what the result of his phone call was. "The signal is too poor. It's all because of this damn snowstorm!" Zhao Guorong took out another phone from his backpack and said, "This is a satellite phone. Let me try it." After that, he dialed the phone. It wasn't long before he started talking. After briefly explaining the situation here, he shook his head helplessly. "Due to yesterday's blizzard, the passage from Lhasa to our place is now blocked by snow. Moreover, the wind and snow are so bad now that it is very dangerous to drive through the mountain road, so it is estimated that we will have to wait until the blizzard stops before plowing Go to the snow before you can come over." Bai Muqing shook his head and said angrily: "So, what should we do now? Just wait here?" Zhao Guorong frowned and looked at Ram next to him. The tour guide bit her lip and said, "Let's take Mr. Slang's body to the rest stop in front of us first. It's not far anyway, about thirty meters. Let's all help carry it. "Okay." Chen Sibo nodded, but he suddenly stretched out his hand and said loudly: "Wait a minute! Mr. Xia Shuidao, are you taking pictures?" Xia Shuidao was stunned, and the camera in his hand suddenly stopped. Confused and uneasy, he turned his head and looked at Chen Sibo. "Don't be so nervous. I just want you to take a few more pictures and try to be as comprehensive as possible. If there is a camera mode, it is best to take some videos and provide some on-site records for future police investigations." This travel friend clicked He sighed in relief and started patting more heartily. After the photo was taken, several men removed a blanket from the car, placed Silang Jiangcuo¡¯s body on it, and carried it together to the middle station in front. Those ladies seemed to have some taboos about putting corpses on the bus, so they had no choice but to make Qiao Feng and others move the corpse. After putting the body at the transfer station, we waited for almost an hour before a police car drove over with difficulty. There was only one policeman who looked a little older. After recording everyone's confessions, the border policeman could only shake his head. While expressing his helplessness about the case here, he also condemned the bandits who were wandering around. Afterwards, he left with Xia Shuidao's camera film, and he didn't know how likely it would be to find the murderer if he relied purely on the investigation of this old policeman. It is already too late. If we continue, the storm will probably become more severe. There was no choice but to carry the body into the car and prepare to continue driving back. "Huh?!" After getting in the car, Qiao Feng, who was walking in the front, was stunned again. On the floor walkway, six numbers were written in chalk - 25, 43, 72 - and then on the rear window of the entire car, an arrow pointing to the right was drawn. Looking at the arrow, Qiao Feng looked to the right Outside the window, there was white snow and darkness. "What are you doing in front? Why are you standing there?" Hearing the urging from behind, the people carrying the body also moved forward. Everyone saw these numbers, but now is no longer the time to be weird about these numbers. Put the body on the On the floor, the tourist bus finally started moving again. Along the way, there was no sound in the entire car. The noise and excitement when they arrived seemed to be unusually cold because of the corpse placed on the ground. The air is frozen, just as the oxygen that provides everyone with breathing has already frozen into clouds of ice mist, invading everyone's lungs and depriving them of their temperature. Finally, the small hotel we left in the morning appeared in front of us. Everyone got out of the car as if fleeing, carryingHe picked up his backpack and hurriedly entered his room. No one even came to take a bite of the dinner that Ram called for. Silang¡¯s body was placed in his own room. Qiao Feng took one last look at the body in the room and slowly closed the door. Beside him, Lin Huiyang had already cast a very ambiguous look at him. "Do you believe it?" In Lin Huiyang's room, he had already taken off his thick winter clothes, and was sitting on the edge of the bed wearing a cute little winter coat, lifting up his white stockings. With his feet tilted and his head tilted, he asked Qiao Feng. "What do you believe?" Qiao Feng slowly closed the door. The warmth inside this room made him feel better. There was a slight blush on Lin Huiyang's little face, perhaps because of the temperature here. (To be continued. 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