Whistle Xiangzhi is Born Wrong [Interstellar]

The black eel's body was indeed quite tattered, and the effect of spreading it on the ground was extremely horrifying, but Caesar still recognized him.

"It's him. The features of the arms and neck are consistent. I glanced at the face at the time, and it matched."

Caesar was still a little brooding about the mistake on the cliff at that time, but now he saw the black eel, a bird that probably wouldn't stick together again, and all anger disappeared.He took off his gloves and stood up. Seeing the medical robot standing next to him, he asked, "What about the preliminary examination results?"

"Here." Lina didn't remember that Caesar was not in the investigation team this time, and handed over the results habitually, "There are no signs of struggle, and there are no other wounds caused by external forces. Overall, it is in line with the high-altitude fall injury." feature."

"The overall fit." Caesar flipped through the report in his hand, looking thoughtfully at the data in the mental test column.

Lina reacted very quickly: "Oh, yes, yes, it's strange here. The medical robot test showed that he died within 12 hours, but no mental fluctuations can be detected around the corpse."

Because of the existence of mental power, the mental fluctuations of people in this era will still exist for a period of time after death, and it will completely decay and disappear after about 30 hours of death.

"It completely decayed in less than 12 hours, and died so cleanly." Caesar felt a little interesting, and looked up at the towering tall building: "Did you find where he fell from?"

"I found it. He was pulling the corner of the tablecloth in his hand. The building next to it is a hotel. We have had people check it. Only one corner of the tablecloth was pulled off in one room."

Caesar nodded: "Go, go up and have a look."

Lina agreed, and followed Caesar for two steps before suddenly remembering: "Huh, isn't that right? Boss, didn't you just come to help identify someone and then leave? I remember you were on a hot holiday, right?" While talking, he turned his eyes to Oswald, who was silent from the beginning to the end, and glanced at this and that as if seeking proof.

Combined with the word "hot holiday" blowing against the wind, Caesar stopped abruptly, turned his head and looked at her fixedly, his eyes were strict: "I'm happy to come and watch you work during the holidays, can't I?"

Lena: "..."

After Caesar finished speaking, he walked away like a gust of wind. Lina saw that Oswald, who was the leader of the investigation team, had no intention of stopping him, and followed Caesar's step by step, so she had to follow along.

Caesar strode into the room they checked out. As soon as he entered the door, he felt a gust of wind blowing in his face. It seemed that there was an afterimage mixed in the wind, and broke into his mind with a desperate and distorted cry.

Seeing him stop suddenly, Lina looked in suspiciously: "Is there something wrong?"

Caesar calmed down to distinguish, and felt that there was nothing strange around him, not to mention the wind.

At that moment just now, it was like an illusion. I really saw a ghost.

"It's nothing." He shook his head and continued to walk in, walked to the tablecloth that had been pulled off a corner, looked around, and looked around again.

Lina did not forget to explain: "I checked the hotel's records, and no one booked this room. There was a surveillance camera that caught him sneaking in, and I didn't see anyone else."

Caesar nodded, his eyes fell on the carpet, some camouflaged clothes were randomly dropped on the floor, a few gray and black footprints spread all the way to the French window, and there was no sign of returning.

Lina followed his gaze: "This guy should have taken off his disguise first, wandered around the room, and finally wandered to the window. Boss, you said that he accidentally slipped when he was bored looking at the scenery." How likely is it to go down?"

Caesar casually pressed the central control on the wall while she was speaking, and the French windows retreated to the two sides in response, and the wind was blowing at a height of several hundred meters. He looked down the outer wall of the hotel and saw those raised windows. Cameo shook his head and stepped back.

"Have you forgotten? He climbed up the cliff of the Interstellar Academy with his bare hands without any assistance. If he really stumbles and struggles, there will be a hurdle a few meters below, and there is no reason why he can't catch it."

He pointed to the few footprints in front of the window: "He should have walked around the room. The other footprints were scattered and random, and they kept walking and stopping. Only these few walked very straight. When they stopped in front of the window No movement, no extra wrong step."

Lina understood: "He jumped down without any hesitation."

Caesar: "You can even boldly guess that he may have no ability to resist when he fell."

Lina blinked, her eyes glowing brightly: "Then what? If there is no resistance, does that mean there were other people in the room at that time?"

"And then what?" Caesar felt that he had mentioned something to her, and looked back at her with a half-smile, and said coolly under the seriously waiting eyes of the other party, "I'm just on holiday People, I just came to identify the corpse, why do you ask me so much?"

Lina was waiting for him to reason, and was dumbfounded when she heard this: "Didn't you say that you came to watch me work during the holiday?"

The other party waved his hands and paced out: "I've confirmed it. If the analysis is not careful and the work is not enough, I feel that staring at it like this is a bit of a waste of my vacation."

Lena: "..."

She turned to look at Oswald, who nodded at her and said with a blank expression, "Talk to everyone later, and investigate carefully again. Don't leave any details behind. I will accompany him on vacation."

After speaking, he went out to follow Caesar.

Lena: "What the hell?"

After getting down from the hotel, the two quickly merged into the crowd.

Amber G is a planet at the center of the tourism industry. When they walked through the passengers and came to a huge light curtain, Caesar was attracted and stopped.

The news was being broadcast on the light curtain, which happened to be the latest developments in the theft of the spiritual capsule—the suspect's body was found early this morning.

Caesar took a few glances, and he knew that Oswald stopped half a step behind him, so he said: "This guy has already stolen a lot of real spirit capsules, why did their people take the risk of taking the principal Steal the ones that were left out? There are so many spiritual capsules in the world, why do you have to steal those few?"

After he finished speaking, he already had a guess in his heart: "There must be something special about the stolen spiritual capsule."

Oswald's voice came from behind: "I asked them to count the sources and information of all the spiritual capsules."

Caesar said hello, and was about to turn around and leave, when suddenly the news bulletin on the light curtain had finished playing, and it was replaced by a program to predict the strength of the players in the Nebula Cup Competition, the one with bets.

The qualifying contestants in the capital star competition area appeared on the light curtain one by one. Everyone else was a bust, but he and Oswald were full-body projections. Obviously, they have become more popular recently, and the treatment of the news is better. .

But the odds marked next to the two of them are not very consistent.

Caesar: "My odds are 1 to 3.5??"

Oswald's odds are only 1 to 2!

The guests on the light curtain began to talk eloquently: "I feel that in this official competition, Captain Hill should be ranked in the top three."

Another bald guest laughed and said, "Is it because he just got married?"

"That's right, after the official combination, Sentinel's abilities will improve. I think according to his own strength, at least his rating can be raised to A."

"Then Captain Dawson's odds are so high, it can't be because of the combination, right? He is also very strong, right?"

"In the past, his strength was really strong, but now he is not sure. I heard that the wizard attribute he awakened before was only E-level, and he has dual attributes at the same time. Relatively speaking, his uncertainty is too much, so the odds are higher Think about it, the combination of him and Captain Hill should be due to the matching of the guide attribute with the other party. According to the example of normal combination, the probability of the guide attribute improvement is relatively high, but he is only an E-level guide, and the increase is estimated to be limited."

Caesar listened to the nonsense of the man on the light screen, narrowed his eyes, and felt that the other party was questioning his strength, but in this analysis, Oswald was very optimistic.

He glanced back and waved.

Oswald: "?"

Caesar: "Come on, let's go fight."

Oswald: "..."

Talking about a fight is really a fight, and it is useless when combined with a hot holiday.

The two returned to Star Amber B and found a confrontation practice center in the resident. Instead of opening the virtual scene mode, they directly opened a combat scoring, took off their coats and started fighting.

Nishizawa is fast, and he likes to kill people without leaving a trace.

Oswald was good at waiting for the opportunity, and often he didn't make a move, and he was sure to hit it.

After hitting him a few times, Caesar faintly felt that the opponent did not use all his strength, so a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he kicked Oswald to the ground neatly in a close-up attack.

"Get up, don't give me water." He said loudly, "Don't really think that I haven't improved?"

Oswald touched his sore left rib, took a deep look at him, and really didn't stay strong when he shot again.

At this moment, Caesar felt that Oswald was stronger than before. No matter where he hit, the opponent reacted very quickly. Sometimes he shot later than him, but arrived earlier than him.

Caesar was concentrating on it, and didn't let go of any slight flaws. He finally knocked down the opponent several times in the cracks, and Oswald's arm and back were scratched a few red marks by him.

However, he himself was injured a lot, his collarbone was scratched with blood streaks, and his right leg was also a little dragged.

I don't know how long the fight lasted. He looked at Oswald's waist, clamped his arms around the opponent's neck, and twisted him to the ground with a clever force. With a bang, he panted and raised his eyes to look not far away. Fight scorer.

Tsk, barely tied.

The door of the training room was pushed open at this moment, and Caesar turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw Leon, Oswald's deputy, appear at the door with a report.

The other party didn't seem to expect to see such a scene when he opened the door, and he stayed there with an embarrassing blush on his face.

"Captain...you guys are really taking a break... Cough!" Halfway through his speech, he couldn't help but close the door a little bit, and retreated outside, trying to breathe.

Caesar clearly heard the other party's rapid breathing, and asked inexplicably, "What's wrong?"

Leon outside covered his nose and buzzed: "It's okay, it's just that the pheromones of both of you are too strong, and the impact is too great, let me take it easy."

Caesar: "..."

He looked down and found that after he brought down Oswald, he was still half on top of him.

The two of them had their chests attached to their backs, and his arms were still stuck on Oswald's neck. Because of the long-term exhaustion of physical strength in close combat, the two of them were covered with a layer of sweat, and the pheromones had already run away because of the confrontation. It came out, but he played it so seriously that he didn't notice it.

Only then did I realize that the entire training room was filled with pheromone so thick that it made people's noses itch, and it smelled like the two of them just finished having sex.

It's so hot that it makes your heart beat faster.

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Nishizawa: We really just fight...