Chapter 655

On the Colonel's desk was a set of ornaments, a row of hanging balls, which had been touching each other through the conversion of kinetic energy and gravitational potential energy.

These little balls constantly collide, making a slight "dada" sound, like the gears of a clock as it rotates.

The atmosphere in the office was deadlocked because of Howard's speech. The Colonel's expression at this time was like eating stool, and his facial features were extremely distorted.

His white hair was shaking, as if shaken with anger at the suggestion to "go to the police.".

Howard, on the other hand, has simply sat down on the side of the sofa, legs on the coffee table, from the suit to take a cigar to smoke.

He had come to understand that as long as he stayed in the Caspian camp headquarters, he would be safe.

People who want to kill him rely on guns, and here, SSR has more guns.

"Captain, are you looking for me?" At this time, the arrival of a person diluted the embarrassment. It was a young man in a suit and waistcoat and a white coat: "ah, Dr. stark, it happens that you are here too."

He had short blond hair, a moustache very similar to Howard's, and a warm smile on his face.

Before the words fell, he opened the door and came in, as if unaware of the atmosphere. He said hello to Howard and chatted happily.

Howard's mustache cocked and twisted his head to one side: "Dr. Richards, you've done me a terrible job. What is the blood sample you gave me? Now the assassins are going to ambush in my toilet

Nathaniel scratched his head. He put his hand around Stark's shoulder. He knew Howard wasn't really angry. He just wanted to know what was going on.

The curiosity of the researchers, and Howard's hard spoken character, became such words that Nathaniel could understand.

"I didn't know this was going to happen, Howard. What did you find out? Are blood samples and tissue sections interesting? "

Howard wiped his hand on his trousers and leaned against the sofa. "I've given this to Arnim. I've met some charming ladies recently. They love physics very much and they always pester me with questions. I'm so busy."

"Really? That's wonderful, Dr. stark. "

Nathaniel did not doubt Howard's words at all, but showed a happy smile, as if he really saw that there will be several rising physics stars in the future.

Su Ming stood in the corner of the room with his arms in his arms. In a way, Howard didn't lie. The ladies asked him about the physics of friction, piston motion, fluid mechanics, etc.

But now the problem is that 084 items are missing and Howard was assassinated because of his blood sample. Although the two things were not done by the same group, the time is very close. Su Ming doesn't think it is a coincidence.

Despite hearing a lot of physics jokes, Nick Frey remained expressionless, while Nathaniel kept a warm smile and occasionally answered Howard seriously.

He really thought Howard was talking about mechanics.

"Dr. Richards, can you tell me where that blood sample came from?" Looking at Howard's shameless use of various physical phenomena to metaphorize the incident, Su Ming still put in a word.

"Oh, Hello, I'm sorry I didn't notice any guests." Nathaniel saw Sumin. He nodded with a smile and straightened his hair. "I got that blood sample from a corpse."

"Where is the body?" Su Ming found that Nathaniel seems to be a natural fool now? Is the mind on scientific research?

"It was a friend who asked me to investigate. One night, the body suddenly arrived at my door. It scared me."

"How do you know that the body was asked to investigate, not some tramp who froze to death at your door?" Su Ming asked again.

Nathaniel patted his head. He picked up the wine bottle on the tea table and poured wine for himself and Howard. They cheered happily: "because the body is wearing very high-end clothes, and there is a letter on the chest."

"Letter?" Frey raised one eyebrow.

"Well, here." Nathaniel took a crumpled piece of paper from his white coat pocket and handed it to Frey with a smile.

Nick Frey glanced at the death knell, which made a gesture of invitation to himself to turn it on.

There are some unknown Brown marks on the yellowish paper, which look like a circle left by a coffee cup. The ink marks have dragging marks, indicating that the paper is closed immediately after writing the letter.

It was a letter rather than a note or note, because it contained only one sentence in beautiful Gothic style, and Frey read it out like a robot.

"Investigate the body, or die, thank you."

Frey snapped the paper down on the table, bent down, held the coffee table in both hands, and looked down at Dr. Richards, pressing him through body language.

"This is a threatening letter! It's coercion and blackmail. Why don't you report it to the top? "Nathaniel, who was drinking to Howard, was stunned and blinked. He looked at the colonel and then at Howard. At this time, stark made an expression of helplessness to him.

"Is this a threatening letter?"

He asked Howard around him, who bared his teeth, shook his head from side to side as if to compare which side of the scale was heavier, and then he put his head on Nathaniel's shoulder and nodded.

"Yes, it's a threatening letter."

Nathaniel was suspicious. He picked up the paper and looked at it again. He asked in doubt, "but he wrote thank you. It's very polite."

Howard filled his glass to himself, and he saw the Colonel give him a strange look.

"It's a big problem to help with the disposal of the corpse. This man left a dead body at your door in the middle of the night. He should leave a message saying," thank you very much. "Do you think his thanks are not sincere enough

Nathaniel touched his moustache, looked at the writing paper and then looked at Howard: "it's true. It's Dr. stark. He knows a lot."

"Of course, ha ha ha..." Howard laughed, satisfied. Peer praise is the best praise, he Howard Stark is such a person standing at the top of the physics world!

Frey looks at them with a neurotic eye. The key question is the use of grammar? It's a big problem to leave the body at someone's door and threaten to die?!

There's always something wrong with genius scientists, but these two people are abnormal beyond common sense.

Su Ming is very interested in such farce, which looks like a cold joke, but it still matters: "what's your friend's name?"

Nathaniel scratched his head in memory, but quickly shook his head. "I'm sorry, I don't know his name."

Frey straightened up. He looked out of the door and puffed a little air from his nostrils. "You said he was your friend just now."

"Yes, we are friends." The doctor hid behind Howard, and Frey's eyes were so cold: "one day I went to a bar for a drink, and he came up and said," friend, have a drink together? " I said, "OK." And then we were friends. We talked about a lot of social problems, such as racial discrimination

Frey closed his eyes painfully. What kind of friend is this? On the contrary, this is a kind of ulterior motive?

It seems that the security around Dr. Richards will have to be strengthened to prevent him from making friends again. No, his EQ is no longer suitable for working in SSR....

as if he had a soul in his heart. Frey and the colonel looked at each other and nodded slightly.

Su Ming is not angry. As he thought before, SSR is related to other things. He just comes to investigate the case, so that Professor X owes a favor, and then straightens out the time line: "what's the characteristic of your friend? Age, height, appearance. "

This time, Richards immediately replied: "he is about 180 cm tall, about 50 years old, with a Buccaneer like fluffy white beard. He is bald and healthy, but he has a lot of scars on his body and his face."

Frederick sent people to investigate, and Su Ming focused on the wound: "what kind of wound?"

"It's like being attacked by a wild animal, maybe a bear, or a Bigfoot." Dr. Richards replied, and was drunk again by Howard.

"Where is the body now?" Su Ming asked again.

"Well, to put it simply, it's better to melt the body, or sublimate it." Nathaniel raised his hand and made a movement of floating upward: "I originally towed the corpse onto the car and planned to take it back to the Caspian camp for inspection, because I don't have biological equipment in my house, and I'm not an expert in this field. But when the sun shines on the body, the body changes from a solid state to a gas state, and it disappears."

"So you only have time to put a little blood, cut a little meat down." Su Ming added that he seemed to know what it was.

"Yes, there are saws in my car's toolbox. I kept them in the dark and took them back to the Caspian camp."

The later story is that he entrusted these things to Howard, who was "more versatile" in his mind. As a result, Howard left the matter to Zora.

Because Zola was under house arrest and had no chance to go out, the assassination revolved around Howard. Maybe Nathaniel was also assassinated, but the nerve was too big to notice.

"Is there a UV lamp in the biological laboratory? I want to borrow it. " Sumin pulled another blood smear from Nick Frey's small box and shook it in his hand.

Howard squinted. "Don't you think they're that? Come on, that's a mythical creature. "

"Sometimes myths are not far away from us. If you want to solve a case earlier, you can lead the way." Su Ming stretched out his hand and pulled Howard out of the sofa like a rabbit and walked out the door.

The captain looked at Frey. "Follow them, and you, Dr. Richards, you can go back."They leave in silence. Nathaniel wants to stay away from Frey, but Frey is close to him. The doctor's neck is retracted into his body. The whole person is extremely stiff.

The Colonel got up, closed the door of the office, went to the tea table, took the bottle and poured it for himself, as if to vent his anger.

A moment later, he sat back at his desk, picked up the phone and dialed a number.

It took a long time to get through, and a man with a southern accent over there answered.

"What's the matter?"

"Elder, the plan goes well...

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