Facing this series of emerging information, even Reef's expression turned grave.

Everyone knew what this information represented.

A group of Velociraptors would only be delivering themselves to their deaths in front of Fang Senyan and the others.

But a Tyrannosaurus Rex plus a group of Velociraptors possessed enough strength that Fang Senyan and the others would suffer casualties if they failed to dodge in time!

In particular, the corpse in front of them, with its terrifying death, doubly emphasized the cruelty of this world!

After confirming that there was nothing of value to be found nearby, Mogansha and Reef prepared to leave. At this moment, Fang Senyan suddenly said, "No, look at the dead man's hand."

As he spoke, Fang Senyan walked over and picked up the dead man's hand... This action immediately startled a large number of buzzing green bottle flies... Instantly, everyone saw that the dead man's hands, which were hanging down beside him and had been covered by his sleeves, were clenched into fists.

"If he committed suicide, then where is the gun he used to kill himself?" This question immediately stumped everyone.

Mogansha asked doubtfully, "Perhaps someone passed by before us and felt that this was a dangerous area infested with dinosaurs, so in this situation, it would be better to have a weapon for self-defense and took the gun?"

Fang Senyan said, "If it's suicide, the brain is destroyed instantly, then the person loses consciousness very quickly, and the pain is very short, so his fingers will loosen, not clench. There are two possibilities for clenching so tightly: poisoning leading to tendon stretching, or restricted movement before death resulting in extreme pain, forcing him to clench his fists and struggle. There are about two to three hours before dark, and then swarms of small scavenging dinosaurs will eat the flesh of this corpse clean, so these details will be difficult to detect."

As he spoke, Fang Senyan pulled open the dead man's coat and indeed saw clear signs of binding and beating. Fang Senyan then said faintly, "Obviously, the killer disguised the fact that this guy committed suicide to cover up something... From the perspective that the deceased was silenced, the murderer has probably already obtained what he wanted. Speaking of which, the mission that the Skull and Bones received is also self-evident: to obtain this information that the murderer obtained... It's a real pity. If I weren't in a hurry to save Zi, then I would really like to know the content of this information."

"Is this information important?" Mogansha asked curiously.

Fang Senyan said lightly, "Look at the dead man's coat, a Dauideci Xianchi shirt, low-key and luxurious. The watch he's wearing on his wrist is a Patek Philippe, he has diamond earrings on his ears, and the ruby ring on his finger is quite eye-catching. Judging from the dead man's age, he's no more than twenty years old, so it can be inferred that the forces behind him... or rather, his parents' forces are very powerful... This is why the murderer wants to disguise the murder scene. Think about it, the information that someone would risk such a huge risk to threaten, even kill, to extract, is like in the real world, someone kidnaps and kills the children of billionaires like Bill Gates and extracts information, can it not be important?"

"But the murderer is really hard to track down," Reef shook his head. "There are too few clues left. If it was the mission that the Skull and Bones received, then there would be relevant hints here, but we are completely clueless."

Fang Senyan slowly squatted down, "If there isn't a single clue, then that's not entirely true, look here."

As soon as he said this, Reef and the black brother both stood over.

"The murderer wants to disguise this person as committing suicide, so naturally, he has to ensure that the corpse moves as little as possible, otherwise, the flaws will be too obvious. So, we can be sure that the deceased was sitting in this reclining chair before he died, and in front of him was the desk."

"So, if the murderer wants to disguise the scene of him swallowing a gun to commit suicide, he couldn't have pulled the trigger standing in certain spots, such as behind the deceased, or in front of the deceased where the writing desk blocked him. So, the points where he could stand are easy to determine. You can see from the dust on the ground, it's right here." At this time, the setting sun shone obliquely, and the fiery sunlight shone into the air from the side, so that even the faint dust floating in the air was visible. Fang Senyan spoke while his fingers were already sliding on the ground, finally stopping at a point. Before the murder occurred, probably no one had lived here for at least seven or eight days, and there was a thin layer of dust on the ground, so the murderer left a faint and clear footprint in the place where he stepped, but if you didn't get close to the ground and look at it from this angle of light, it would be difficult to find the existence of this footprint.

"The length of the murderer's footprint is already presented before our eyes, and I once learned that scientists have measured the height and footprint length of many people and obtained a formula for calculating height from footprint length: height (centimeters) = footprint length (centimeters) * 7 + (22.13 ± 1.27), so it is not difficult to calculate this guy's height."

Speaking here, Fang Senyan paused, and then his fingers stopped again on several other footprints, pointing at them one by one, "Have you noticed the common points left by these murderer's footprints? Large footprints, large strides, uniform distance between footprints, walking in a straight line! The heel indentations of the footprints are very deep, and the forefoot is shallow, indicating that the person walking has a habit of sticking out his chest and tucking in his abdomen, and his body is relatively straight... In addition, the murderer shot and killed someone to disguise the scene, and he could still erase most of the traces in this situation. So, the true identity of the murderer is already self-evident."

"A soldier, or at least a guy who has received long-term military training, is the only explanation." "Of course, based on these things alone, our information is still quite insufficient, but a thing that the murderer left behind that should have appeared but didn't, has instead given me more clues."

"What is something that should have appeared but didn't?" Reef felt that this sentence was quite awkward, but Mogansha, who played with guns, seemed thoughtful.

Fang Senyan stood up, walked to the side of the rich second generation, raised his index finger and middle finger to simulate a gun muzzle, and then aimed it at the unfortunate corpse's mouth, stuffed it in, and simulated the sound of a gunshot in his mouth, "Bang."

"Tell me, is there something missing that should have appeared but didn't?"

"It's the bullet! The bullet that blew off the back of this dead man's head and the ejected shell!" Mogansha immediately exclaimed.

Fang Senyan retracted his hand and squinted his eyes, looking into the terrifying open mouth of the deceased. His gaze penetrated the huge and terrifying dent in the back of his head and looked at the concrete floor behind. Fang Senyan directly ignored the bloody and tragic scene, as well as the pungent and disgusting smell, carefully observed for a while, and then said seriously: "After that fatal bullet was fired, it first blew up this unfortunate kid's head, and then hit there." As he spoke, Fang Senyan walked over, bent down and pointed to an unclear, shattered depression.

"Because the bullet came in at an oblique angle, it caused a ricochet, the second ricochet point is on the ceiling... well, refraction continued to occur, so the third impact point should be here." Fang Senyan continued to walk towards the table next to him, "Ah oh, don't look at me, I'm a human, not a god, the reason why I can discover the true trajectory of this bullet is because I discovered that the murderer's footprints also came over here, that's all."

As he spoke, Fang Senyan trotted and jumped onto a table, and then his finger pointed to the window frame next to him. A clear hole appeared in the wooden window frame, and the wooden fibers were flying around the hole, looking as if they had been forcibly dug.

"It's here. The final bullet refracted into the window frame, and the murderer quickly dug out the bullet and took it away. The only explanation for him doing this is: the bullet characteristics of this weapon are very obvious. If it is discovered, it will bring him a huge amount of trouble and even trace it back to his true identity." Fang Senyan summarized: "Although in the real world, such examples of directly tracing the source through bullet bullets are quite rare, but, this world is somewhat different from the real world, and the biggest difference is: dinosaurs are beginning to flood. Therefore, it can almost be boldly affirmed that the purpose of developing this new weapon is specifically to deal with dinosaurs, in order to collect the precious crystals in their bodies." "So, the scope of the murderer seems to be narrowed. He is a soldier, about 1.8 meters tall, with meticulous thinking and good qualities. The weapon he uses should be a light special weapon in terms of volume, and uses bullets with obvious characteristics after use. We know that the management of the army is very strict. Such a person should have made outstanding contributions in the process of hunting dinosaurs and have a certain status before he has the ability to abduct a wealthy second generation with a very powerful family background to the dinosaur disaster area, interrogate him, and then silence him."

"What I want to add is that this person should be in good economic condition, otherwise he would not be unmoved by the brand-name watches and diamond earrings on the wealthy second generation... The only cost to occupy these things is to disguise the scene of a robbery and murder. Finally, a irresponsible conclusion, I always feel that this matter is related to a love affair, oh, I haven't found any evidence to support this conclusion."

"Maybe you can sell your ship, boss," the black brother lit a cigar and said boldly, "And then open a private detective agency at 221B Baker Street in London.

(221B Baker Street is Sherlock Holmes's residence)"

Fang Senyan squinted his eyes and murmured, "Well, speaking of which, if this person, if he is important enough, then he can become a fuse... Let's go, my friends, our next goal is to go to the nearest city and get more clues, hopefully, Zi can hold on until I find her!"