Who hid my body?

Chapter 81 But This Is Not a Weapon
Twenty minutes later, Kud entered the shop where the fire had gone out.

"What happened?" Kud looked at Chalmers who had arrived in the store earlier and asked, "Why is there such a big commotion?"

"Well... it's hard to describe, but the initial judgment is that it was an accident." Chalmers shrugged, and then couldn't help complaining, "Really, we just returned to the city and our vacation wasn't over yet, and this happened. You know, when the accident happened, I was doing prosthetic maintenance two blocks away. Damn, the sudden explosion scared the mechanic's hand and almost welded my little prosthetic off. Next time I will definitely go to that shop to check and see if that guy has a formal mechanic license."

Coode ignored the chattering Chalmers. He knew that he was just a bit of a chatterbox and his work attitude was still very serious. After the accident, he was the first one in their team to arrive and cordon off the scene.

"Is anyone injured?" Kud asked Chalmers with a little concern as he stepped over the scattered mechanical wreckage. "From what I know, the population density on this street is not low."

"Strictly speaking, there were no injured people, only one dead person." Chalmers shrugged and said, "The dead person is the owner of this store. The accident also happened in the store. The store was closed at that time, so he was the only victim... Look, right there."

After turning a corner, Kud finally saw the details of the accident.

The most eye-catching thing was a blown-up machine, with the exposed part showing the remains of a giant beast that had been eaten, and underneath the remains was a middle-aged man in a mechanic's uniform. There were five metal bars stuck upside down in his body, and it was obvious that this was the culprit that took his life, and those horrible wounds had drained his blood.

He still had his eyes wide open and his mouth open, as if he wanted to say something, but the accident happened too quickly, freezing his not-so-old life at that moment.

Kud lowered his head slightly, expressing a tiny bit of condolences to the unfortunate deceased.

"Have you made a preliminary assessment of the accident?" Soon, Kud raised his head and continued to ask Chalmers.

"Yes, as I said before, this is most likely an accident." Chalmers asked Cooder to look back. "Look, the accident is this machine."

Kud also turned around and looked at the hideous machine. Although more than half of it had been destroyed by the explosion, he still recognized the general model: "Gwei-type prosthetic replacement machine?"

"It's still a G-Way III," Chalmers said. "It's an old model, so it's not surprising that it had an accident."

Kud thought about it for a while, then shook his head: "No, the Gwei III is only a model from eight years ago. Its service life should be more than 20 years. It is far from being an old model."

"So, Captain, you are not keeping up with the times." Chalmers said with a smile, "Nowadays, a machine that has been used for three years is considered old, and this seven-year-old one can really be called an antique."

Coode glanced at Chalmers and said calmly, "When did our judgments become based not on facts but on trends?"

Chalmers fell silent immediately.

This time, Kud was able to continue observing the scene.

In fact, judging from the scene alone, there really aren't too many suspicious points. It should be that when the boss was repairing the machine, an accident suddenly occurred and the machine exploded. The metal bars inside the machine instantly killed the boss who had no time to react.

But Kud still felt something was wrong.

It's not just that this machine is far from reaching the end of its service life.

"Have you found out the identity of the deceased?" asked Kud.

"I checked. His name is Carol. He is 38 years old. He has a son and a wife." Chalmers said, "He is also a third-level mechanic."

"Has he had any other job before?"

Chalmers was slightly stunned: "Other work?"

At this time, a "skeleton" knight came out from outside the house: "Captain! The deceased has another identity. We just got the information from the Tower of Babel. Before becoming the store manager, the deceased was a maintenance worker of the Tower of Babel!"

Coode and Chalmers' expressions changed immediately.

Before the knight arrived, Kud immediately stepped forward, took the information from the knight's hand, and glanced at it quickly.

"Sure enough, it's the maintenance worker of the Tower of Babel."

Chalmers couldn't help scratching his head. "A maintenance worker of the Tower of Babel? How could such an accident happen? I thought he was just a low-level mechanic."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Kud raised his head from the information with a sullen face.

"What are you worried about?" Chalmers couldn't help asking, "Even if he was a maintenance worker, it has nothing to do with him now, right? This is Tianqin, and there can't be any murder."

Cooder glanced at Chalmers and said, "This maintenance worker left the company in 236 years."

Chalmers' expression suddenly froze.

After all, this year is really special.

"Is this... a coincidence?" Chalmers couldn't help but ask.

Kud didn't say anything, he just felt that there was something wrong with the file in his hand.

But it wasn't that the file itself was wrong, but... How come this file had already been passed to them after such a short time since the accident? Logically speaking, the files of the maintainers should be confidential.

"Captain!" Before Kud could figure it out, a team member who was checking the body immediately spoke up, "Look here."

Coode immediately turned around and saw the team member pulling open Carol's clothes on his chest. Then they saw that there was a noticeable wound in the area of ​​his heart.

"Logically, there should be a metal bar here," the team member said, "but we didn't find it at the scene."

Kud's brows immediately frowned.

Then another team member came in hurriedly from outside the house: "Captain, people outside said that someone entered the scene before and after the explosion."

"Who?" Coode asked immediately.

But when he asked this question, he actually had a vague guess in his heart.

Then, the speculation was confirmed.

"According to the description of the witnesses." The team member slowly unfolded the portrait in his hand, "It should be... Gerard."

At this moment, the whole scene fell silent.

Chalmers' eyes widened little by little. He took several deep breaths and spoke after a long while: "This... is impossible? Could it be that he did it? But, that's not right. The 'lock' shouldn't have disappeared. How could he..."

Coode raised his hand to stop the incoherent Chalmers.

Very quickly, really quickly.

All the clues pointed to Gerald in an instant.

This was so quick and deliberate that Kud couldn't help but wonder what had happened.

Therefore, the only thing he can do now is...

"Find Gerald's whereabouts." Kud said slowly, "Immediately."

……

The cog train was speeding along the track.

It is rush hour now, and normally there should be a lot of people on the train, but this train is an exception, with only a few people in the entire carriage.

Because the final destination of this train... is District 5.

Area 5, used to fight against polluted land. Ocot sat in the corner, covering his entire face with a large hat.

He raised his head and looked at the scenery outside the gear car that was rapidly receding, and an indescribable anxiety flashed in his eyes.

Ocot didn't know where this anxiety came from. Logically, he should be the one who was more at ease - he not only dealt with the troublemaker who had some knowledge of what happened ten years ago, but also pushed the suspicion onto Gerard. If all went well, he could deal with this biggest trouble at once, and then no one would be able to stand in their way.

He thought he had done it perfectly.

But...why?

From the beginning, he had been shrouded in a strong sense of uneasiness, as if someone was always watching him.

This shouldn't be possible, because Ocot had checked many times and didn't find anyone following him.

But that strange feeling never left him, and he had already had this feeling during the day.

Therefore, Okot could no longer regard it as his own illusion and took action immediately. He originally planned to go directly back to the Tower of Babel to report to Lord Yongxin, but he immediately changed his destination and headed to the fifth district.

As the division bordering the polluted land, the Fifth District is the most special and is the one that Ocot knows best. Once he arrives in this district, no matter what is staring at him, he is confident that he can get rid of it in the Fifth District and ensure that the threat will not be brought to Lord Yongxin.

As long as you reach the fifth district.

The speed of the gear train is gradually slowing down.

Ocot knew that this was normal, because the gear train in the fifth district was not allowed to run at the same speed as in other districts, as if it did not want to wake up something in the area.

But even though this was a normal process, the slowdown in the speed of the car still made Ocot feel deeply uneasy.

He looked out the car window.

As far as the eye can see, there is a bridge, and behind the bridge is the fifth district.

Just cross the bridge and you'll be there... just cross the bridge.

Ocott didn't know if he was too anxious, he always felt that the train was getting slower and slower.

This seems to exceed the slowdown in the past.

In the end, the "click" sound confirmed Ocot's guess.

The train stopped before reaching the bridge.

"Hmm...what's going on?"

"Why did it stop suddenly?"

The other passengers in the car also noticed something was wrong and became confused.

There are very few ordinary residents in the Fifth District, so most of them are workers sent there to fight pollution. They obviously know more than ordinary people.

"Is this a routine checkup?"

"Where are the members of the Devil's Army? Why don't I see them?"

In Tianqin City, the gear train is a very special unit. Even the "skeleton" troops responsible for city defense are not allowed to stop the gear train without the approval of their superiors. But another unit is different. The pioneering unit "Devils" responsible for fighting pollution has greater authority than the "skeleton" troops. They can stop any gear train entering the fifth district in the name of fighting pollution.

Therefore, it is reasonable for the people present to speculate that it was the "devil" troops that stopped the gear train.

Only Okot knew that it was definitely not a "devil" force.

Because this train has not yet entered the fifth district, and that group of "devils" are not allowed to leave the fifth district without being recruited.

But if it wasn’t the “devil”, it would be impossible for the “skeleton” to get authorization from their superiors in such a short time… then who could it be?
Ocot narrowed his eyes slightly, and the only possibility suddenly came to his mind.

"Crunch".

The door of the carriage was slowly opened, followed by the sound of heavy footsteps.

In an instant, the noise in the carriage disappeared, and people looked at the man who got on the train midway in horror... because half of his face was covered in blood.

The blood flowed out from his tightly closed left eye, and was still flowing out bit by bit until now, but there was no problem with the other half of his face. His open right eye scanned the people present like an eagle.

Everyone stood up. This extremely shocking scene brought them a great shock. They dared not look at the other party's face covered in blood, nor did they dare to look at the intact eye that seemed to be searching for prey.

Whenever they were swept by that eye, they felt a chill down their spines, as if they were prey being targeted.

Fortunately, this situation did not last too long. Soon, the passengers discovered that this man's gaze penetrated all of them and fell on the corner of the carriage.

That is, on Ocot.

"No one else." He spoke slowly, his hoarse voice revealing a majesty that no one dared to refuse, "Get out of the car immediately."

Everyone looked at each other.

They still didn't know whether the newcomers were from the "Skeleton" unit or the "Devil" unit, but the other party obviously didn't seem to be interested in explaining, so they didn't dare to ask any more questions and got off the car one after another.

Soon, there were only two people left in the carriage.

Ocot raised his head and looked at Gerard in front of him. After a moment of silence, he said, "Although I do know that your authority as the captain of the Evening Star has not been revoked...but how did you find me?"

He stared into Jellal's closed eye.

"What it is?"

Gerard did not answer Ocot, he just approached him little by little, the metal bar in his hand exuding a luster like a sword blade.

Ocot did not move, but said calmly: "You can't attack me, I am a Lyran. Sir Gerard, no matter whether you are now a member of the Skeleton Army or a Knight of the Evening Star, you can't attack me - your weapons can only be used to target pollutants."

Gerard stood in front of Okot, was silent for a while, and nodded: "Indeed, my weapon cannot be pointed at you."

Ocott heaved a sigh of relief.

But the next second.

"Pfft".

His left shoulder was pierced by the metal bar and blood immediately gushed out.

Ocott's eyes widened.

"But this is not a weapon."

Jellal said softly, and then before Ocot could react, he exerted force again.

Ocott's left arm was cut off.

(End of this chapter)