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Chapter 39 is out

I haven't been to Daxinganling before and I don't know how heavy the snow is. Especially the snow in the mountains, several heavy snowfalls throughout the winter are stacked layer by layer, and no one can fall off in the pile of places where the snow is deep. In general, it can reach the base of the thigh or half of the waist.

In this case, chasing is not so much a run, but rather a "waiting" or "climbing" in the snow, rather than "striking" in the snow

It is also the time to test your physical fitness and physical fitness the most.

Looking at the agile figure in front of him, his shoes and gloves were frozen hard, and his father Yao, who was covered in snow, rolled and crawled, and he couldn't run after more than ten minutes.

He never hated himself as much as he is now.

He was crying incompetence, and he, a big man, even wanted to cry.

If I had been working on my career for years and had been practicing, I would not have such a big belly, and my body would not be so weak and so unbearable. I didn't catch up with me, but I was so tired that I was panting. Even though I knew the weather was cold and the air pressure was low, I still opened my mouth and breathed with my nose. How could I train in the army? I sucked a stomach full of cold air, and my stomach didn't hurt?

If you have a better memory, you won't...

Alas, fuck, I don’t know when the handcuffs will be thrown away.

The gun was gone. The handcuffs were lost. The handcuffs were lost. I couldn't catch up with someone, so I was led by a little kid in the nose.

What a fucking fucking catch!

The physical strength was consumed sharply. Dad Yao, who was extremely physically and mentally exhausted, had his legs weak and his butt slumped in the snow. The hat, the fur collar of the cotton coat, the eyebrows, eyelashes, and the green beards on his cheeks and chin were all covered with white frost. He sat there, gasping for breath, and grabbed the snow beside him and rubbed the white and numb nose and cheekbones. He was breathless and shouted intermittently: "Tang... Tang Ning... don't... don't... run... rest for a while... huh... huh..."

After a while, Tang Ning's shouting sound came from another direction, probably about thirty meters away.

"Uncle Yao, come here and show you two good things. Hurry up."

This damn kid, his thin body has been running in the snow with halfway through the snow for more than ten minutes. He is still so physically strong!

"Wait, wait a moment, let me take a break..."

"Don't rest. It's almost noon this day. If you don't hurry up, we won't be able to get out of the forest in the morning."

"No, no, I'm so tired. What's there?" Although my fingers were so cold that I felt a little cold, fortunately, I rubbed my nose, face and cold snow to make some sense. Dad Yao slowly stood up from the snow pile that was lying deep down.

"Wasting away what I suspect..." Tang Ning just finished speaking.

Dad Yao raised his head and pointed his finger up the brim of the hat. The wonderful and exaggerated look on his face, and the sudden burst of feeling was like a warrior with blood bars, instantly resurrected in full blood. Hoho, he strides away, and the snow in front of him flew, creaking half a waist deep snow towards Tang Ning's location. A long groove was left behind.

Nothing can make the old policeman in his forties more excited than clearing Tang Ning's suspicion of murder.

Bypassing the old pine trees that blocked their sight, when they were five or six meters away from Tang Ning's location, Yao's father suddenly stopped.

He saw two people, most of the dead buried in the snow.

The new products on the body, grass-green military coats, military caps, gloves, masks, and even the pair of cotton glue buried in the snow (Northeast slang, cotton rubber shoes). They are all new.

It seemed that they died last night or this morning, because the snow and corpses covering them were similar in color to those four Russians.

One lay on his back, and the other was buried deep in the snow and lay there. The distance between the two was not far.

Swish, twisted his waist, shook his butts, and shook his arms. Dad Yao, who struggled to move his legs, struggled to "trek" to the two dead. He pulled off the floating snow on their bodies, pulled out his hands that had just been warmed up from his gloves, and inspected them one by one.

A few minutes passed, and when he lifted the corpse coat that was lying there with his back facing up, his eyes widened instantly, and his face was filled with surprise.

He saw a knife, a short knife inserted into a black cowhide scabbard. It was only three inches wide and one and a half feet long. The words engraved on the hilt made him, a veteran who had been in the army for many years, recognize this tiger-toothed short knife that was active on the battlefield of Laoshan at a glance.

Squatting there, pointing at them with trembling fingers, muttering, as if trying to say something. Finally, he suddenly stood up, turned to face Tang Ning, and said fiercely. "Cao, who are the two of them?"

This old policeman was excited and didn't care about his seniority in his words. Even though he had confirmed the identities of the two deceased in his heart, he still had to ask, as if Tang Ning could completely clear his suspicion by answering it.

"I said, Yao Shu'er, have you seen the weapon? Who are they? Do you still have to ask me?" Tang Ning acted strangely and said angrily. "By the way, I'll send two free messages. First, they should be professional killers, one is called Zhu San and the other is called Han Liu. I think it's not difficult to confirm what I said with the government's intelligence power."

"Second. The reason why the two of them killed the four Russians was because the identity of the Russians was exposed. It seemed that the police found some clues. So they came to the end at the order of the boss."

"It is probably because the Russians are doing business or transactions with the mysterious boss above them. The reason for appearing here needs to be investigated."

Tang Ning's tone slowed down and said, "Uncle Yao, you report this matter. Maybe you can involve a major transnational case. When the case is solved, you will definitely not make a small contribution as a police officer who provides important clues as soon as possible. Maybe you can still... Hehe, you understand!"

Dad Yao didn't ask why Tang Ning knew about this. What's important is that he found the real murderer.

Although he was dead, there were no external injuries. The specific cause of death had to be carried out for dissection before it could be determined. However, the suspect Tangning's hat could be taken off temporarily. The relevant case seemed to be more complicated than expected. We must hurry up and report it. We can no longer delay it.

"Let's go, Xiao Ningzi, let's go out right away."

"Okay." Tang Ning did not hesitate this time and agreed very readily.

Walking in front, he secretly took out the compass. With the guidance of the compass, he walked for nearly two hours before he could get out of the prehistoric forest that was out of sight. He walked through a riverbed that was dozens of meters wide and frozen, and walked for nearly forty minutes. The two stood on the road leading to the area.
Chapter completed!
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