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Chapter 256 Infinite Disaster Survival 18

A crack appeared on the snow-covered hillside, and the overwhelming snow slammed over with a huge force.

Zhou Jie shouted loudly: "Throw away the backpack on your body and climb up to the left"

The menacing snow that collapsed from the high mountain was unstoppable. Yan Ying raised her hand and threw away not only her backpack, but also her stiff army coat. There was only one thought in her mind, climb, climb fast.

It is safe to climb to the top of the mountain.

In the face of life and death, all you have to do is speed.

Yan Ying's eyes were determined, her five fingers were tightly grasping all the raised stones that could be grasped at hand, and she continued to climb up with all her strength, and her speed was nearly five times faster than before.

Originally, Yan Ying was at the back of the tour group, but now as she speeded up, she surpassed the people around her a little bit, and soon reached the front of the group.

Zhou Jie's shouts came from her ear, Yan Ying's speed didn't stop, bloodstains had been wiped out by stones and ice on her palms, the blood congealed into black and red, and her flesh was flying. Just as she took a step, The rock she was stepping on rolled down, Yan Ying stepped on the ground, her whole body half tilted, and she was about to fall.

At the critical moment, Zhou Jie raised his hand to touch Yan Ying's left foot, and pushed her upwards: "Climb quickly, every one alive is one."

After Yan Ying stepped on the ground, she didn't stop, but continued to climb up the mountain, but this time she was more careful when speeding up.

Regardless of the pain in her hands and body, Yan Ying reached the top of the mountain with the fastest speed, and the echo from the avalanche below was deafening.

In addition to Yan Ying, there are 6 other people in the tour group who are about to climb to the top, but the rest of them had exhausted their energy in the snow and were not used to climbing. Now there is an avalanche, and they are under tremendous psychological and physical pressure. The more anxious the heart is, the slower the movements of the hands will be.

Seeing that Xue Beng had reached the foot of the mountain, Zhou Jie looked at the team next to him and fell into a struggle.

At this moment, three or four climbing ropes fell from the top of the mountain all at once, and they were still falling. Hope surged in Zhou Jie's heart: "Everyone, tie the rope around your waist and climb up along the rope."

Standing on the top of the mountain, Yan Ying put down 29 climbing ropes. After a while, a young man climbed up the top of the mountain. In the next hour, all 30 members of the tour group climbed to the top of the mountain.

The top of the snow-capped mountain standing in the sky is like a lonely pyramid, surrounded by clouds and mist, crystal clear, a round of red sun rises from the east, and the avalanche below is still continuing, and the swift clouds are like raging waves, beating the surrounding mountain walls.

Seeing this magnificent scene with their own eyes, everyone couldn't hide their excitement.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, I never thought I could conquer the snow-capped mountains in my life, I'm so excited"

"Brother Zhou, Sister Yan, you are my heroes and idols"

Here, 30 members of the tour group took out their own flags and planted them on the snow mountain together.

Thirty people disappeared in place together, and Yan Ying heard that the Antarctic mountaineering mission had been completed.

In the third-tier cities, magnolia flowers are planted along the street, and the large white petals are drenched in the rain. A pair of canvas shoes stepped on a magnolia flower on the ground, and red spots ooze from the petals, which are washed clean by the rain.

In a rental house in the old city, the girl leaning on the door suddenly opened her eyes. Yan Yinghuan took a look at the environment inside the house. It was clean and tidy, and she should be a girl living alone.

But when Yan Ying stood up, she realized that something was wrong. She walked to the full-length mirror and saw that the girl in the mirror was thin, her eyes were red and swollen, and most importantly, her forehead was bruised.

Yan Ying took off the clothes on her body, her elbow was bruised, the oozing blood had solidified, and there was a large bruise on her waist, as if she was hit by something.

Moreover, on the clothes she took off, Yan Ying could smell a faint smell of blood on the chest of her jacket, and there was also a pool of blood stains on the canvas shoes under her feet.

Yan Ying is very sure that this is not animal blood, and it should not be the blood stains caused by her aunt or her wounds on her body. So, what did the original body do?

There was a black plastic bag near the door. When Yan Ying opened it, her heart beat a little faster. It contained a pair of gloves, a black mask, and a bloody fruit knife.

The task this time is: Escape?

There is no memory, no cause and effect, just two words: escape!

Yan Ying looked at the things in the black plastic bag, and after a while, rolled it up and stuffed it into the shoe cabinet, and then began to search for the original owner's information in the room.

I found the account book, personal information, and a diary in the drawer next to the bed. The original owner was also named Yan Ying, a rural girl who did not graduate from high school and worked in the city. She seemed to be suffering from severe depression and bipolar disorder. , and split personality, currently taking medicine.

The diary records that she worked as a waiter, hotel front desk, and flower shop worker, working and living in every corner of the city.

Now this house was rented in November last year, and it has been more than three months now.

Yan Ying used her fingerprint phone, and WeChat showed that she was a waiter in a supermarket. Just three days ago, she suddenly resigned to her boss and settled her salary.

Yan Ying looked at the WeChat list of friends who could be counted with ten fingers, and fell silent. Three of them were waiters who worked together, another was the owner of the supermarket, and the other was the contact information of the doctor. Parents, but open the chat history, blank, nothing.

I checked the rental house, and there was no other information except for the things in the black plastic bag.

Yan Ying closed the door and went to the noodle restaurant downstairs to eat noodles.

Before the noodles were on the table, I heard two middle-aged uncles on the opposite table say: "Have you heard? There was a homicide in the Chongyang community last night, and someone died."

"It was reported by the neighbor. It is said that the man was dishonest and was messing around outside behind his wife's back... Maybe it's a love murder."

Just when Yan Ying was listening to the gossip and turned on her mobile phone to search the nearby area, her eyes suddenly froze. The latest route on the mobile phone search record was Chongyang Community.