Bionic Era

"Sir, what were you doing at this stage from ten to eleven last night?"

"I'm in the hotel. It rained a lot last night, so I can't go anywhere." The doctor lifted the glasses on the bridge of his nose and replied truthfully.

"Are you in your room or the lobby on the first floor?"

"Own room."

"Is there anything to prove?"

"I think the innkeeper can prove it. There must be surveillance here. Why don't you ask him?"

So the mechanical deacon found the innkeeper at the front desk.

The innkeeper put on a look of sadness and pain, and said, “I don’t want this kind of thing to happen. Which boss would want this kind of thing to happen at his door? I won’t be able to do business for a while. , Alas, those student couples who opened rooms will probably go to other hotels."

"We need to monitor the hotel and hope you can provide it truthfully."

"Huh? This is troublesome."

The innkeeper sighed, bowed his head, and said: "The monitoring line was bitten by a mouse last month. I haven't had time to repair it during this period. Alas, I blame it. I can't bear the money. If I knew... "

"Please take me to see the line that was bitten out. It's hard work."

The other mechanical deacons were not idle either.

They are going to call out the surveillance of the nearby streets.

Unfortunately, I found out that the monitoring of this accessory broke down more than 20 years ago, and the cameras were stolen and sold as scrap.

The breakfast shop opposite the hotel is also not monitored.

"The person who was shot should have been standing at the front desk at the time, facing the deceased, and may have had conversations. The deceased was not a tenant of this hotel."

"The murderer should be someone in the hotel, did that boss say anything?"

"He said he went to the toilet and heard a gunshot halfway through. After returning, he found someone dead at the door. In order to protect the scene of the crime, he didn't do anything all night."

"How long did you hear the gunshot?"

"Block this hotel first..."

During the investigation, more and more people were around the door.

The roads in this city were already narrow, but now there are no roads. People even stood on the second-floor rooftop of the opposite building.

There were people who drove to work yelling and cursing, and now it was quite noisy.

This is not the first time Lu Wen has seen these mechanical deacons.

They are not bionics, and there is a considerable gap between them, and they are closer to the robots in old-fashioned science fiction movies. The outer shells are all metal.

But time has caused the paint on those metals to peel off, and rust spreads on all parts of the robots' bodies.

When these machines walk, they will also make sour "creaking" sounds, which are particularly uncomfortable to hear. It may be that there is not much liquid responsible for lubrication between the joints.

"Sir, where were you last night?" A mechanical deacon asked Lu Wen.

"I have been in the hotel and never went anywhere." Lu Wen replied with a smile.

"Is there any proof?"

"You can call up the surveillance, the surveillance of the hotel, and the surveillance of the nearby streets. If you take a closer look, you will know that I am not lying."

Lu Wen's attitude is very good and quite sincere.

"The surveillance around here is broken."

"Then I'm sorry, but I did not go anywhere last night."

"Excuse me, did you hear the gunshot last night?"

"I didn't pay too much attention to this. The thunder was loud last night. I have been watching movies with headphones on. Even if someone actually fired, I probably wouldn't be able to hear it."

These old robots are in a dead end.

They began to gather together, synthesize the clues they got, and discuss them slowly.

Everyone in the hotel was very cooperative and did not move around randomly.

"The time of death is around ten o'clock."

"Many people reported hearing the gunfire, but some people said that the thunder was loud at the time and they were not sure if it was the gunfire."

"One shot is deadly, the murderer is a veteran."

"There are no shells or warheads left at the scene..."

The person with the gun must be the first suspected target.

But these mechanical deacons were embarrassed to find that most of the people in the entire hotel were armed with guns.

Now is a very special time, there are many outsiders, they also know this.

"Floating City is about to take action. These outsiders are probably here for Floating City, which is very troublesome."

"Is the identity of the deceased confirmed?"

"I am sure, the identity information is valid and correct. I have notified the family of the deceased and they are rushing here."

But the first group was not the families of the deceased.

Several black cars were parked on the side of a crowded street, and more than ten people got off the car.

These people are very special. As long as they have their arms exposed, they can see a tattoo of a city on their forearms. The appearance of the tattooed city is very similar to the city floating in the sky.

The crowd suddenly dispersed more than half and gave up a passage.

"It's a man from the temple."

"The dead guy also has tattoos on his arms. He is also from the temple. It is estimated that the two forces are fighting again."

People are whispering.

People in Central City often talk about these two organizations after dinner, but no one dared to talk loudly in person, unless they disliked that they lived too long.

Before long, people from another organization also arrived.

Of course it was for the show.

The secret door, this organization has always opposed the floating city, telling people that the floating city restricts the development of the central city below, controls everyone's thoughts, and prevents people from accessing complete education.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please don't leave the hotel for too long these days. We may have some inquiries and investigations in the future."

These mechanical deacons bowed slightly to apologize, and then lifted the lockdown.

Being empty is not a solution.

Road congestion is a big problem, so they have to go back first and investigate slowly.

They took away the body at the door, along with the family of the deceased who had just arrived.

It's just that the families of the deceased were more particular about things. In less than half an hour, they bought the wreath and placed the large wreath at the entrance of the hotel.

The innkeeper's face was green.

How do you do business?

He was about to go out and remove the wreath a bit, when the people from the temple walked in.

Then there is the cliché plot.

Be cruel, threaten this kind of thing.

"We two brothers died last night, if you let me know..."

The look was fierce, and he wandered around the gun twice from time to time.

Those clichés are probably learned from some movies.

Lu Wen can even deduce the back language based on their preface.

Let go of the cruel words for half an hour.

The people in the hall on the first floor were all fed and drank, belching and wiping their mouths before these temple guys were willing to leave.

Before leaving, a guy was still leading the boss's collar.

Repeated the essence of the previous cruel words.

The boss nodded repeatedly and said that if he knew who did it, he would tell them immediately.

"It's pretty much the same, if there is any concealment, you know the end!"

After letting go of the harsh words, these guys turned around and stood.

Ordinary people are still more afraid of them and stay away.

The weather is bad and the sky is gloomy. The oppressive feeling brought by this group of people is quite big for ordinary people~www.NovelMTL.com~ makes the already gloomy streets seem a little bit darker.

They didn't entangle with the guys who came to watch the show at the secret door, they got in the car and drove away.

More than ten seconds later.

Those cars haven't been far away yet.

I heard a few loud "bangs".

This dark black and white world suddenly became more colorful.

Scarlet blood and shattered limbs flew across the sky, accompanied by countless flying car parts.

If this scene can stand still.

It must be quite a beautiful work of art.

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