In the room at the end of the corridor with the sign of the pump house, the bell and Bobo began their investigation.
It's not spotless here, but it's barely clean, at least for a basement.
The transformer and other equipment of the whole tunnel are here and are still in normal operation, but it's not sure when the global power will be cut off.
One person and one orangutan put their eyes on the water pump in the corner of the room.
"That should be it?" The orangutan held his arm and looked at the death knell with soliciting eyes.
"Yes, this giant pump is only connected to the power supply, but there is no pipe connected to it. This is not a pump used to drain water from the tunnel at all, it's just a cover up." The God killer in Su Ming's hand turns into a huge spanner, and is used by the holder to screw the screw out of the machine.
A few seconds later, the huge water pump was screwed down from the bolts fixed on the ground. Su Ming bent down and reached for a lift, and the whole huge equipment rose off the ground, exposing a staircase below.
There is a string of barefoot footprints on the stairs, spreading down, which is obvious in the dusty place.
"There are a lot of footprints in and out here, all of which belong to one person. Judging from the size and stride, the owner should be about six feet nine inches tall." Diana was the first to go down, and Bobo jumped down to study the footprints. He took a magnifying glass and looked at it as he walked along. He also reported to everyone: "it seems that the gram we are looking for is very similar to that of earth 0."
Diana twisted her truth lasso as a light, and she walked cautiously: "let a young man with a just heart live in this place... I'll check it when I go back. If grak in our world lives like this, Zhenglian should pay him to rent a house."
After walking down the stairs, a new tunnel appears again. Compared with the reinforced concrete artifact above, the environment here is much more primitive.
Around the soil and rock are chiseled traces, is a little bit of the original tools dug out of the fish scale wall.
"Even if grak of earth 0 lives in a similar place, it's useless for you to buy him a house. He doesn't necessarily want to live in a house." The golden wrench in Su Ming's hand has changed back to the sword shield mode. He and Dai walk side by side: "he is a caveman. He spent the first decades of his life in a cave. If he was given an intelligent apartment, it would drive him crazy. Presumably, the justice alliance here also proposed a similar plan, but it should have been rejected."
There is no lack of money in any justice alliance. Money will make some things simple. It is a catalyst and accelerator, but it is not omnipotent.
Bobo climbed on the shoulder of the knell bell, squatted there and said, "just like Diana, you can go to the" high tech Death Star fortress "like sepulk, but you can go back to the Greek palace with no walls and pillars, eh..."
The orangutan can't speak any more, His neck seemed to be retracted from his chest under Dai's stern eyes, and his face was flattering.
"You're implying that I'm a primitive, too? Can't grasp the new things of high technology? " Wonder woman put the shining rope in her hand around the neck of the black beast and tied it like a tie for an orangutan: "I always thought you were a good man, Bobo."
"I'm a chimpanzee." Bobo can only admit the fact that he is not a human being.
"Well, Dai, don't make trouble with Bobo. You know he doesn't mean that." The artificial tunnel is not long. After a few turns, he comes to a small underground space. Su Ming interrupts Diana's fight with her pet.
There is a small flat ground in the underground space. There are traces of fire in the middle of the flat ground. Not far away is a cave. There is a smell of blood in the cave.
He took out a light stick from his pocket, folded it back and forth a few times, and threw it far into the cave. At the end of the cave, there was a figure sitting there with his head down.
Bobo took the cord off his neck and shook his head silently: "he's dead."
"Ah, he's dead. It looks like he's half shot in the head." Harry nodded with a smile, propped the hammer on the ground, put her chin on the end of the handle, and blinked into the cave.
In the past, she used to enjoy other people's death in the dark of Gotham. People always like to die where there is no light.
In other cities, if a person is shot and injured, he will always climb to the roadside or other bright places, hoping that someone can help.
But in Gotham, after being shot, people will try their best to climb to the dark corner and pray that no one will find their bodies before the police.
Otherwise, it is likely to be mended by passers-by, and beggars on the street will pick up all the useful things on the corpse, including nails and human skin; And some perverts will use the flesh and blood of the dead to make sausages, bones and so on. They may also be used by heretics to play rituals, and so on.People are really interesting. Some people want to live, while others just want a whole corpse. The influence of environmental factors on psychology is very full.
As she said, grak is now a dead body that won't move, with no sign of infection. His head is only half of the front, and the back of his head and the cover of the heavenly spirit have become graffiti on the wall, which is slipping down the wall.
The strong man was wearing a body of leopard fur. At this time, he was holding a large caliber revolver in his hand. Suddenly, he saw that he might have swallowed a gun to commit suicide.
The cave he dug out is not big. It may have a ten square shape. On one side of the cave, there is a pile of animal skin on the ground, which is the bed, and several pots and pans are scattered beside the bed.
In addition, there is a wooden spear, which is all his belongings.
There is no other ear room in the cave. You can see the head at a glance. The total area is not as big as an ordinary container.
Diana put away her sword and shield, looked at the body and sighed: "is this a guilty suicide? He knows that what he sent to justice hall is not good... "
"It's not suicide" X3.
Knell bell, Bobo and Halley corrected this statement with one voice. They didn't know when they all squatted beside the body.
A few seconds ago, Harry was still watching the crowd at the end of the team. It was like moving in an instant. It was so weird.
Xiaodai took a deep breath, and his face swelled up: "well, who can explain your judgment?"
"It's psychology, my dear, MEDA."
Hally turned back from the cave and hung herself on Diana. Seeing her confused and lovely appearance, she couldn't help laughing and kissing her face. Then she continued:
"As we said before, the fact that grak wore animal skin and refused to live in a modern house means that he didn't want to integrate into modern life and came here to live in a burrow; Do you think that if he wants to commit suicide, he will choose a rare. 50 caliber magnum revolver, or the primitive wooden spear that can still stab people? In fact, the power of habit is very strong. When people commit suicide, they will always choose the method they are familiar with. "
Bobo also nodded. He squatted beside the corpse and pulled the corpse's hand with his paw to check the stiffness of the corpse. At the same time, he added:
"White collar workers who work in the city, want to commit suicide, will choose to jump off a building or drink sleeping pills; The villagers who work in the town will hang themselves or use a double barreled shotgun; People living in Gotham only need to go out alone at night if they want to commit suicide. Like all killers, people will choose familiar methods when killing themselves, which is the power of habit. "
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