Chapter 270

After getting off the plane, we rented two cars and went straight to the crime site. Shopkeeper Qian obtained all the case information from the police station as a government agent. There are surveillance videos, photos taken by mobile phones on the scene, memories of survivors, weapons used by robbers, ballistic test reports, escape routes, final disappearance places, etc.

We began to analyze item by item. From the surveillance video of the museum, it can be seen that these robbers have received strict military training. With a class size of 6 to 10 people, without saying a word after entering the museum, they directly put down the security guards with silencing pistols. Two people took AK warning, and the rest smashed the table glass and began to install all kinds of bones.

From the video, the leader of the robber first picked a few pieces and put them in his backpack. The others didn't care. Everyone started to put them in the big travel bag. They didn't even let go of two complete mummies. In order to save space, they folded the mummies in half and directly broke a lot of bones with little water. These people turned around and withdrew with their hands on their shoulders. The whole process took less than 5 minutes. If a patrol police didn't happen to pass by the door, it is estimated that the police would arrive when they ran away at this speed.

Seeing that they don't care about the mummies at all, we can be more sure that these people don't rob things for money, because the more complete the mummies and mummies are, the more valuable they are. After they are rolled up and stuffed like sleeping bags, they can only be treated as defective products.

According to the police feedback, these people are also good at shooting. Their weapons are military grade, just when we analyze the combat effectiveness of each other. Brother donkey stared at a picture in the material and his thoughtful appearance attracted my attention. In the past, it was a picture of a skeleton.

"What's good about this?" I asked strangely.

"There are two strange places in this picture," brother donkey said to me in a coquettish tone, indicating whether I can find it.

Although I really want to scold him, I know his character is just like this. To meet his sense of achievement, I just want to be thirsty for knowledge: "I really don't know. Tell me."

Brother donkey pointed to some hair scattered beside the skull and said, "look at the color."

I looked carefully, they were all light red, and then asked, "what about the second place?"

He pointed to the skeleton's mandible and said, "look at the length of this bone, and then measure your own."

After I did, I understood what he meant. My own jaw bone was only about 3cm. In the photo, from the ruler scale next to it, it was at least 10cm.

"What does that mean?" I asked.

"This bone was placed in the middle counter. According to the video, the robber leader first picked it out and put it in his backpack. It's the same bone. Why is this treatment different? I found out the photo of the skeleton and took a closer look. As shopkeeper Qian said, it's not an ordinary human bone, it's a special race. Up to now, the archaeological community is right This race is very controversial... "

Old black directly interrupted brother donkey and said, "don't talk about academic things. Just tell me what's going on."

Donkey Gordon said, "this bone belongs to a species called 'red haired giant'. According to the data, it was first found in the cave by a group of ranchers in Lovelock, Nevada, in 1912."

"Is it too late for us to go to that cave now?" Ivan asked.

"It's no use. I've participated in this kind of archaeological collection. It's so thorough that I won't let go of a tooth." brother donkey shook his head and said.

"Then what do you say?" old black began to lose control of his mood intermittently and roared at brother donkey.

"You call a fart. My idea is whether those who first found these bones will leave some as souvenirs. After all, this thing is very strange." brother donkey's words sound very reasonable.

"I agree with him, and what I want to add is that the robbers can think of the problems we can think of..." Sanmei said to everyone.

Immediately everyone drove to the city called flack. After arriving at the place, shopkeeper Qian immediately contacted the local police station and found a man who operated a ranch here. According to some old records of the police station, it should be the descendants of the ranchers who participated in the development of this land, but they changed several places to live.

After it was determined that it was this one, we drove for more than 30 minutes and crossed a large desolate and spectacular desert. Finally, we arrived at the ranch shown in the data. It is really rare that it has been operating for more than 100 years, but only this one is left. The rest have moved away and lived in the city.

Here is a pasture established by an oasis in a large desert. It seems that life is very leisurely. There are blue sky, white clouds, desert, oasis and a group of slow-moving cattle. In the middle of several large fences, there are houses for people to live, including modern brick and stone structures and old-fashioned wooden houses.

We just got out of the car. A white man rode around the fence and asked us what we did. Shopkeeper Qian showed his ID and said he wanted to talk to the rancher.

The man nodded and said that the rancher had gone out and took him to a place to wait for him to come back. Then he jumped off his horse and led the way in front. After a few steps, the man jumped out of the corner and a dog barked at him.

"Go away, you disgusting fellow, and tell me not to beat you." the guide waved and scolded.

"The little guy is very fierce. What's his name?" three Mei asked with a smile.

The man paused and said, "his name is lucky.".

"Good, lucky, stop barking, come on, let your sister touch her head." then Sanmei went over and motioned to the dog to be quiet. I don't know whether San Mei smiled too sweet, or she also used hypnosis to the dog. In short, the dog really calmed down, and San Mei patted its head and came back.

While the guide couldn't see it, Sanmei made a gesture to everyone to get ready for battle. Although we don't understand why, we all believe that Sanmei won't joke about this kind of thing. They are vigilant. They quietly reach into their pockets and open the gun insurance. Once they take it out, they can fire.

"Walk through this open space and the room where the SUV is parked at the door. You go in and wait a minute. I'll call the boss." the man was about to leave.

When he passed us, Sanmei suddenly knocked him down with an inch of fist like lightning, then dragged him to the corner of the wall, took out a gun, put it on his head and said, "who the hell are you, come on"

Brother donkey seemed to be startled. He wanted to go up and pull Sanmei. He said, "why do you just pull out the gun? This is not fun."

Sanmei replied, "if he was really a worker here and knew the dog well, how could he shout at him like a stranger?" then she threw an oval metal piece to me. Then I saw it was a dog tag with the quarantine date and the dog's name. "Bacon (bacon)" should have been taken off the dog's neck by Sanmei just now.

Seeing Sanmei's movements and my expression, the worker realized that he had been seen through, struggled fiercely, and was kicked to the ground by Sanmei. But in this way, his head was exposed outside the corner. Shopkeeper Qian just wanted to hold his feet and drag him back. I heard a gunshot in a room in the distance. The bullet hit the guy's temple from the ground and directly burst his head into rotten watermelon.

The first shot was like a password. Immediately, there was a dense shooting from several rooms, and bullets flew towards us one by one. If we had just crossed that open space, we would be covered by the enemy's cross fire in several directions. Fortunately, Sanmei found the flaw in time, otherwise we would have to suffer a great loss.

We are now at the corner between the garage and the stables. Although the terrain is not very good, it is better than crossing the open space as a live target of the enemy. The companions immediately drew out their weapons to fight back. I said to brother donkey, "lie down in the corner, hold your head in your hands, and don't run around."

After making two gestures, shopkeeper Qian and Lao Hei continued to fire to attract each other's fire. Sanmei and Jinlihua were in a group, and Ivan and I touched each other from the left and right sides to prepare to solve the enemy. Ivan and I chose a stable on one side. Although we don't have a horse now, the hay and horse dung on the ground are still very troublesome. In addition, the stables were nailed with thin boards and easily penetrated in front of bullets like paper. Ivan and I didn't dare to look up, lay on the ground and climb forward with hands and feet. From time to time, we had to stop to avoid the enemy's fire.

"You can really pick a place," Ivan complained to me, spitting out the grass foam in his mouth.

"Do you think I want to?" I replied, pointing to the horse dung jumped on my head by the bullet, climbing forward desperately, and finally moving to a position parallel to the left wing of the enemy.

Looking through the gap between the boards in my position, there was a room for farm tools, in which a group of enemies were hiding and firing at Ivan and me. One of the guys with MP5 may be too anxious to kill us. He leaned out of his upper body and kept sweeping. He was easily shot by Ivan.

Another guy shrank himself in the corner. He threw a grenade at us, and jumped up and grabbed a shovel beside the cleaning stump. He blocked it out like a baseball, and then flew to the other side and broke a support column of the stables and collapsed half of the stables. Although the guy thought he was smart and didn't show his hand grenade, he underestimated Ivan's shooting level. At such a close distance, Yi magnum used bullets to kill flies, not to mention his thick arm. With a gunshot and scream, when the man's arm was taken back, there was only a little skin on his wrist, and the whole bone was interrupted by 7n31 armor piercing bullet.

There was no time to boast Ivan's shooting. I said to him, "you have to rush over, or you'll be buried here."