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The tranquility of the morning was broken by a shrill scream.

The frightened people ran out of their rooms in panic.

Samantha Swan squatted at the door of her dormitory with his hands covering his face in horror.

Five meters beside her, a medium-sized and thin man lay on his back on the ground. A big hole as thick as a bowl was burned in his chest. The place where the man fell was at the door of his dormitory.

Because the burning was too thorough, the hole had carbonized and no blood flowed out of him. Three blood lines, both at the corners of his eyes and at the corners of his mouth.

He had already lost his voice and died completely. He stared at his eyes wide, his face full of fear and confusion, as if he had seen something terrible before he died.

The deceased was Masahito Matsuda, the man who was supposed to be driving a boring machine to other scientific research bases today.

"What's going on?"

Ciceta frowned and leaned forward, squatted down and checked carefully. Two eye poops hung at the corner of Ciceta's eyes, showing that he didn't sleep well last night, and he was even a little sleepy because he got up early. However, the professional military qualities still allowed him to quickly adjust his state and perform his duties. As the only military personnel in the base, he already assumed security responsibilities, and handling accidental deaths of personnel is naturally his task.

Samantha said tremblingly, "I don't know what happened. I got up early as usual and prepared breakfast for everyone. Who knew that I could see this when I opened the door."

As he said that, Samantha was still trembling and trying to slowly crawl towards Masahito Masahito, with sadness and fear that could not be hidden in her eyes, and a little doubt and confusion.

Nur Ahon frowned and his eyes floated to the other corner of the wall quietly. It was an ion beam gun that could be removed at any time in an emergency and hung on the wall of the hall.

In the base, the only one who can leave such burning injuries on Masahito Masato must be the gun. But the only one who has the authority to open the ion beam gun safety device is the team leader Nur Ahon himself and the soldier Ciceta.

Cisetta keenly captured Nur Ahon's doubtful eyes and immediately refuted loudly, "Team leader, what are you thinking? You shouldn't think it's me?"

Nur Ahon: "Is that me? What is my motive for the crime?"

Ciceta was immediately stunned.

Everyone has been together for some years, and everyone knows what kind of person Nur Ahon is. He is rigorous, self-disciplined, focused on work, has almost no personal hobbies, strictly abides by the principles of work when dealing with anyone, and has almost no personal relationships with anyone, and only does it for business. Nur Ahon has no personal conflicts with Masahito Masahito. And yesterday he issued an order to go out today. For Nur Ahon, uncontrollable variables in the plan, so that the plan cannot be implemented, which may make him feel more uncomfortable than taking his life.

But Cisetta is different, he and Masahito Matsuda have always had conflicts.

In the past, Ciceta did not kill Matsuda, which can be understood as his kindness and conceit, but it can also be understood as the ubiquitous and strict surveillance in the base and the dual supervision of the military intelligent brain system that comes with his combat uniforms suppressed his murderous intent.

Nowadays, with the failure of all high-end equipment in the base, the monitoring and intelligent brain information collection functions naturally disappear.

Ciceta opened his lips and looked at the other two present, as if he wanted the others to defend themselves.

But Ou Xiameng and Liang Zhichu were silent. The base has now been fully closed. No one opens the door inside, and no one can break in outside. Then the murderer is destined to be one of five or ones present.

Although there is no evidence, logically, Cisetta is the most likely.

Ou Xiameng was not in a hurry to speak, but it was actually because she was already worried about whether her experimental task could be completed smoothly.

A life of a person means that the base is no longer safe, and it also means that the large amount of data she has worked hard to collect has also lost its security guarantee. Before the final verification of these data, she does not know whether there is a backup in other bases.

Liang Zhichu didn't think so much, but went forward, carefully looked at the round hole in Masato Masato's chest, and looked at it with his eyes.

Immediately, his pupils contracted slightly, he looked at Nur Ahon with extreme tension, and glanced at Cisetta with a slightly fearful look.

Nur Ahon understood and said loudly: "Execute the rights and responsibilities of the team leader! Relieve Ciceta Roy's weapons use authority!"

The only thing that is damaged in the base is cutting-edge facilities. For the needs of stability and reliability, there is also a backup system in the authority identification mechanism on the ion beam gun and combat uniform, which is the voiceprint identification device that relies on traditional semiconductor chips.

As Nur Ahon finished speaking, a slight clicking sound came from the ion beam gun on the wall, and then a cold electronic sound rang out, "Lt. Ciceta Roy's armed authority has been banned."

The same sound came from Ciceta, and his combat uniform also lost its effectiveness.

Cisetta's body suddenly sank. The combat suit with the power-off loss of its anti-gravity function and suddenly became as heavy as a pound, even restricting his freedom of behavior.

Liang Zhichu then said: "The distance between the wound on Masato Masato's body and the axis of his shoulders on both sides is 22 cm, and the error on both sides is no more than 0.5 cm. After losing the assistance of the intelligent aiming device, no one except professional soldiers can shoot so accurately. You can't do it, team leader. After all, although you have the right to use it, you don't practice guns very much."

Liang Zhichu's subtext is self-evident. But when he said this, he seemed very painful and even had some self-doubt.

Four years ago, during an inspection mission, Liang Zhichu was threatened by a ferocious mechanical beast on J919. At that time, Ciceta fell from the sky and saved his life. Since then, the two have a good relationship and often talked about each other and exchanged their life ideals. Liang Zhichu understood what kind of person Ciceta was, and his emotions told Liang Zhichu that the murderer could not be him, but he was rational but could not panic.

Cisetta showed a grievance and grief expression on his face and said in pain: "Brother Liang, don't you believe me either? Don't you know me yet? Although Matsuda and I often play, I just think it's joking and teasing him. How could I kill him? What am I trying to do? I'm not crazy. Although some unexpected situations occurred in the base, I am a professional soldier. I have experienced more than once in my military career that is ten times more dangerous than this. My ideal is to become a person like Chen Feng, how could I shoot at other humans? Team leader Nur Ahon, you have reviewed my resume. You should know that I used my life to cover my comrades on the battlefield more than once. In my heart, Matsuda is like you, and is also my comrades!"

...

In the end, everyone did not imprison Ciceta, but only banned his armed authority.

There are two reasons.

First, apart from reasoning, there is indeed no substantial evidence to prove that Ciceta is the murderer. The ion beam gun that has not been used for a long time has not been left with Ciceta's fingerprints. According to the management mechanism principle of the scientific investigation team, if there is only one professional soldier, the freedom of movement of professional soldiers cannot be banned by reasoning alone. Otherwise, while eliminating a suspected potential crisis, it may also bring about a greater crisis.

Second, there are dead people in the base, and their contacts with the outside world have not been restored for a long time. No one knows what happened on the planet, and whether there will be hidden external enemies suddenly attacking the base. The base and others need the protection of Ciceta. If he is imprisoned, if an emergency occurs, it will take a lot of time to release him.

During the whole day, everyone had basically found nothing. Masahito Masahito, who was supposed to set out for other bases, was dead and the message could not be sent out.

He neither was able to restore contact with the outside world nor could he find out any useful evidence based on Masahito Masato's death.

In the past nearly ten thousand years of history, humans have not encountered such a bizarre state for too long. The unsolvable vicious murder cases have not occurred for many years.

In daily life and work, people have become accustomed to the help of the omnipotent quantum intelligent brain. Suddenly, they lose more than 99% of their intelligent assistance, which is like being blindfolded and piercing the eardrum. People's living environment is completely broken, as if they have returned to the primitive society.

No matter how smart and calm a person is, he will not be able to recover for a while.

Just like yesterday, Masahito Matsuda, who worked part-time in the base for mechanics, was called by Samantha for a long time before he found a way to create a surge by short circuit in the wiring to activate the induction cooker heating device. When Ou Xiameng and Liang Zhichu rescued the data, they also used a mechanics screwdriver to unscrew the sealing box that should have been automatically opened. Fortunately, this situation was considered when designing it, and it was not fully closed. Otherwise, the material performance standards of the black box that stores data would have to be blinded.

Everyone was busy for two days, but no problem was solved. Most of their time and energy were spent on re-adapting to basic common sense at low technology levels, so that their thinking became a little rigid, and everyone's logical analysis ability declined a little.

...

"Do you think it's Ciceta?"

At night, in Ou Xiameng's dormitory living room, Liang Zhichu said with great thoughts.

His tone was a little self-denial, but he was full of doubts.

At this time, the two had just had dinner in the cafeteria. Liang Zhichu followed Ou Xiameng into her dormitory with a silence because he was worried about Ou Xiameng's safety, so he slept in Ou Xiameng's living room tonight. Ou Xiameng did not refuse. In the past, the two often stayed together all night because of work and night. She didn't think Liang Zhichu had other thoughts. Even if there was, it would be useless. Liang Zhichu should be very clear-headed that as a descendant of the Ou family, he would not consider his children's love affair before he got academic results that satisfies himself.

Ou Xiameng shook her head, "The person you suspect now is Cisetta, and he has even been disarmed. But you still come to me. So I know that you think the murderer is not him, but someone else."

Liang Zhichu was stunned, "Did I act so obviously?"

"certainly."

"Uh, okay." Liang Zhichu scratched his head embarrassedly, "Is it because you know that Ciceta and I are good friends?"

"It's not just this reason, but the evidence is indeed insufficient. Ciceta seems to have a motive, but it's not strong enough."

Liang Zhichu: "Well. I hope it's not him, either."

midnight.

Liang Zhichu tossed and turned on the sofa in the living room and couldn't fall asleep. He could not help but think about the miserable situation of Masato Masato falling to the ground and tried to reason and analyze the whole thing. He wanted to use his ability to help Ciceta remove the suspicion. But what bothered him was that if it weren't for Ciceta, then the biggest suspect in theory would become the team leader Nur Ahon, which would be terrifying and even more unacceptable. In addition, if Ciceta was really not the murderer, then the real murderer would definitely be at large and hidden in the crowd. He didn't know when it would jump out and who would be the next target.

If you can't figure out who the murderer is and the murderer's motive, you can only assume that everyone who is still alive is in danger.

...

Another new morning, another shrill scream.

But this time, the deceased was Liang Zhichu.

What screamed was Ou Xiameng who had just walked out of his bedroom door.

The young scholar who once had great ambitions and always longed for classical love fell quietly at the door of Ou Xiameng's dormitory.

Liang Zhichu had a metal rope about a rice-long length wrapped around his neck, drooping loosely.

There was a circular mark on his neck, which was nearly two inches into his flesh. The edge of the mark was purple-red, and further spread out was purple-black bruises. His eyes were wide open, his pupils spread, and the whites of his eyes and the mucosa around his eyes were wavy and red.

Ou Xiameng looked at him from a distance, feeling a little unbelievable, and a little scared.

She and Masato Matsuda have little interaction, and the total number of words she said in three years has not exceeded 300 words, and it is basically all about work.

Therefore, although Masato Masato died yesterday, although it was described as miserable, it did not have much impact on her.

In the cosmic era, sudden deaths are not uncommon, not to mention that the small-scale war between humans and compound eyes has not stopped. In the distant Virgo supercluster, the superscale war between humans and compound eyes has happened every day and every moment.

Even the Andromeda Galaxy, which has been operated as a tiny country and converted into a logistics base, is still disturbed from time to time.

Ou Xia dreamed of many deaths, but she lived together day and night, and was hardworking and diligent in her work. Yesterday, in order to protect the person who still lived on her side, she died silently. She couldn't accept reality.

"He was strangled to death."

Nur Ahhong squatted down, then opened Liang Zhichu's mouth, and saw the tongue with several blood marks bitten out of the inside, and said this.

While speaking, he raised his head and stared straight at Ciceta with his scrutiny eyes.

Ciceta was coming over at this time, squatting on the ground, his eyes griefed.

He trembled and wanted to pull Liang Zhichu's neckline, but he shrank it back.

Suddenly sensing the gaze of Nur Ahon, he raised his head, and the sadness on his face was gradually replaced by great grievances and anger.

"You killed it! You killed it!"

Cisetta suddenly fell into anger and acted to pinch Nur Ahon's neck.

Bang!

His head suddenly turned black, and he rushed forward in an instant, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Behind him, Samantha Swan grabbed the barrel of the ion beam gun with both hands, gasping heavily.

...
To be continued...