Chapter 3839: frame the blame

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About two minutes later, Jesse nearly spit out the hot dog he just ate.

Everyone was in the bedroom of the robot head at this time, looking at the corpse on the bed and the death information left by the other party.

The head of the machine head is gone. Judging from the carbonized meat stubble at the neck fracture, it may have been caused by an external force hitting the head, but this also means that Death Knell's method of using strangulation to read the memory will not work.

"This is not a robot head, and he is not committing suicide in fear of crime, Furu~~~"

Quickly inspecting the body, Bobo gave his own judgment. The black-haired detective was pacing the room with a pipe. As the smoke spit out of his mouth, his professional temperament was gushing out. :

"Someone found a corpse with a height and weight similar to Nito, and after putting him in a steel suit, he deliberately caused the suit's energy to leak out, trying to destroy the body to prevent the identification."

"Wait, how did you see that?"

Rabbit was pretty sure the man wasn't killed by Deathstroke, but he didn't know how Pop decided that the corpse wasn't a robot head.

There is no way to identify the fingerprints of the burnt corpse, and there is no more advanced equipment here. The orangutan just looked at the corpse for a while with a magnifying glass, and after playing with it a few times, the result was obtained. Is the reasoning ability so exaggerated?

"Good question."

Bobo smiled crookedly. He seemed to have found the pleasure of being held by someone, so he went back to the corpse, peeled off the shattered battle clothes through the handkerchief, and explained to the rabbit:

"You have only seen the robot head in battle armor. I know a little more. I also know that in addition to the burns all over his body, nine pieces of shrapnel of different sizes got into his heart, relying on the small boat reactor. Keep the electromagnet running to avoid his death."

Having said that, he began to wink at the rabbit and make a "please" gesture, probably thinking that he had said enough, and then let the rabbit try to reason.

However, Roger just stared blankly at the orangutan gestures with his cute red eyes, completely unable to think of anything of value.

In this regard, Super Rabbit is no match for the divorce lawyer version of the Hell Detective. Alberta sat on the bedside table calmly and took a sip of wine, completing Bobo's reasoning:

"The human heart is under the protection of the 2nd to 5th ribs, and the shrapnel enters the chest due to the explosion. If it is only one piece, it is possible to penetrate the heart from the intercostal space, but there are nearly ten shrapnel? Each piece accurately passes through the rib. Time? Impossible, some of them will definitely hit the ribs."

She sighed, put away the wine bottle and approached the big bed, reaching out to help the dead fruit girls close their eyes.

It is indeed not a very wise choice to accompany the rich for money, but no girl should die because of it.

These girls are young and beautiful, and they may have participated in beauty contests. Seeing their eyes open after their tragic deaths made the witches feel a little uncomfortable. It felt like seeing another group of them die like this.

"I understand!" Jesse turned her back to the scene, she lay on the door frame and covered her head, but still insisted on participating in the discussion: "So Bobo found that the rib of this corpse didn't have any old wounds, no matter if it was a fracture back then, Still scratched by metal, the signs of bone healing are not changed by burning, and calcium is more heat resistant than protein."

"Oh, not bad." Death Knell nodded affirmatively to her, and gave her a chocolate frog as a reward to help her calm down: "You may have some detective talent, I'm optimistic about you."

That's right, although she's a college student and isn't a forensic expert at the Midtown Police Department like Barry, this Jesse has a good father, who is an omnipotent scientific genius.

She probably inherited some logical talents, but her psychological endurance is still a little bit poor. If you want to be successful in DC Multi-element 1, you have to get used to seeing all kinds of tragically dead bodies every day.

"hey-hey......"

The girl giggled and took the Chocolate Frog happily, feeling that she was recognized again.

When she was in the CW universe, Iris would talk to herself at every turn, and she thought that others were talking too much.

But today's facts have proved that people are different, and some people just like to listen to them.

"Okay, we have now determined that the corpse is not the robot head himself, and was burned alive in the battle suit, but there is still one problem."

Alberta, who was talking, went to open the window. After all, the smell in the room was very strange, which made her, a woman who never cleans the office, a little bit unbearable:

"That's... where's the head?"

"Yeah, the head is gone, nowhere."

Bobo took his magnifying glass, walked around the room, and then went to study the door frame and the bedroom door:

"There was a woman in boots who came into the room after these people died, and she stepped on a few drops of half-dried blood, so I could tell it was posthumous. The woman used a screwdriver to remove the door, but it didn't affect the bedroom. The door was kicked open with her feet, you can see that her mood has changed, she is very concerned about the safety of the robot head, and she is probably one of his teammates."

"Well, I think so too." Deathstroke helped Jesse catch the chocolate frog that ran away. She had never seen a jumping chocolate before, so she was shocked when she opened the box, giving the frog a chance to take advantage of it. Ji: "Go ahead, behave well, I'll give you a bottle of good wine."

"But I can't figure it out. Since it's not the murderer, but a teammate, why did you take the deceased's head away alone? Didn't she see that the corpse was a substitute?" Bobo frowned again and used his fingers to pull the black spot on his chin. hair.

Although I know that there are no detectives in the Counterattack Alliance, the robot head is the smartest, but the American soldiers participated in World War II, and the Red Yaksha and the marksman are professional agents. They should know some autopsy, right?

Alberta walked over to the rabbit, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted the sad Captain Carrot, but said his own point of view:

"It's okay if the head is gone. After all, it has already happened, but we still have to pay more attention to the death message. This is obviously framed."

"Well, this is a trap. I speculate that the robot head learned that I was coming to him to settle accounts, so he temporarily found a scapegoat to take the blame, and then left a message to frame the blame for me, wanting to make the Counterattack Alliance conflict with me."

However, Su Ming didn't take that group of people to heart, and while talking about his guesses, he watched Jesse eat chocolate.

When the little girl bit the frog, it was still struggling and kicking, so the chocolate covered her face, and she felt cute and silly.

"Let me talk to them." After the silence for those unfortunately killed in front of him, Captain Rabbit cheered up, he was very serious at this time, and his red eyes were full of determination: "I believe in the members of the Counterattack Alliance. They are all reasonable, as long as we show evidence, they will believe it."

"No, don't be so troublesome." Su Ming rejected Rabbit's suggestion, took off the mask and lit a cigarette: "I'm innocent, so I don't need any self-innocent behavior, but they, if they think I killed it, People, you have to come up with evidence, just the so-called death information is not hard evidence."

The orangutan detective and the witch both nodded and said yes, anyway, the big deal is to start a war. The death knell looks so leisurely at the moment, it is obvious that there is a backup plan for the counterattack alliance.

Whether it's reasoning or talking about fists, the advantage is on one's own side, so what else is there to think about.

So let's think about where the robot head is taking this opportunity to hide.