The Death Knell

"This Jinsana...I don't know what it means, but I found out what it is."

Sandy, who was wearing a gas mask, made his voice extremely dull, said so, raised his mobile phone towards everyone, and turned it over to let everyone read the Wikipedia content on it.

Well, for top detectives, intelligence and data are stored in the brain, such as Batman, Bobo, and even Constantine.

When I saw a clue, I crackled, as if lightning flashed in my mind, I immediately recalled the relevant knowledge points, and solved the case on the spot.

Not everyone can perform such an inhuman performance. A person's energy and memory are limited. It is impossible for ordinary people to associate a lot of relevant information immediately after discovering some clues.

What they can do is to record it first, and then go to the literature, or seek professional help.

The times are different now, with the emergence of good things like mobile phones, many detectives and police officers save a lot of time and effort, and can obtain the information they want directly at the crime scene.

And the mobile phone can take pictures to read and write, so you don't have to worry about encountering unreadable words.

Jay mispronounced the word Shena just now. It should not be pronounced in English, but pronounced in Sanskrit as ?ā?aka.

There are two meanings, one refers to a certain type of special clothes, some like Greek style bed sheets plus a scarf.

The other refers to 'concept' or 'Buddha's body', and then there are a lot of specious and babbling religious terms. Although the abstract concepts described in the English environment are almost incomprehensible, they are full of Zen. taste.

"I probably understand. If the previous attributive 'gold' is added in front of Shena, the latter statement doesn't seem to make sense." Karen had some thoughts. She straightened her short blond hair and blinked: "So there is only the first explanation, the golden clothes, which makes sense."

It was quiet inside and outside the garage, and the **** street seemed to be full of horror, making clever little animals stay away, and even the mouse, which likes to move at night the most, had no intention of coming here to join in the fun.

Everyone was silently thinking about Karen's analysis direction, until Stargirl spoke first.

"Golden clothes... good soil, but the golden Buddha body, the Buddha is a kind of oriental god, right? It seems to make sense."

Connie imagined it for a while, and then her little face turned into the word '囧'. She really couldn't bear this aesthetic:

"I've heard the term "golden body". It is said that some places will paint or wear golden clothes on the statues of gods. This "under the wings of Jinshena" may refer to some people who wear golden clothes and have wings. god."

"Well, in fact, both explanations refer to a kind of object, that is God." Jay buttoned up his steel helmet hat, and touched the little wings on it: "Sandy, what do you think?"

"I have some ideas. If all of these are done in the name of gods, then they can't be without traces. Our next step is to investigate what gods are recognized in the world who love to wear golden clothes. , and has wings."

The fourth generation of Sandman put forward a very intuitive suggestion. His detective principle is to be down-to-earth. It is impossible to confuse his teammates like Batman, and no one can keep up with his jumping thinking.

God is the first to be excluded, because he has no wings in the image people recognize; his angels are also excluded, because they do not wear gold.

"I like gold and have wings." Cyclone put away the comic book Bai picked up, her pretty face showed a suspicious look, she approached everyone and lowered her volume and said, "Do you think this is about Senna?" Gang people?"

Senagon's golden N metal is very famous, such as Eagle Girl and Hawkman, their wings are all Senagon technology. If you want to find aliens who like to wear gold and have wings, they will be regarded as gods by ancient people. , then they are the first suspects.

The Justice Society fell silent again, and this kind of speculation is not impossible.

But the Kryptonians and the Senegans are the only allies of the earthlings in the universe, and no one wants this speculation to be true.

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"how do you feel?"

Under the shadow of the dark building, Su Ming pretended to be Batman expressionless, but he still took out a pack of tissues from his bat belt to let Supergirl wipe off his sweat.

Practicing super powers crazily is still a relatively heavy burden on the body. Although after being injected with the super soldier serum, she should be able to spend a whole day with someone, but this person cannot be herself.

She has shown all sorts of novel superpowers, and the perfect virus serum is still in the process of transforming her. Unfortunately, there is no such thing as super endurance, and she is already gasping for breath.

No need to look at the watch, Su Ming also knows that this time is about one hour, which is a very good result, because she can be said to be busy killing people every second, even if her physical fitness is a little weak, but her mind is strong enough .

"I'm so tired, my whole body hurts, but I can still hold on, Batman." She dragged the man to hide behind a shared phone booth to avoid bullets, in exchange for a short respite: "The villains are still coming. Come on, I can't stop."

Yes, just like her, the gunshots, insults, and screams around her never stopped.

Although the police have dispatched helicopters, they are only here to provide light for the warring parties on the dark streets. In addition, a large number of trucks have been arriving at the edge of the battlefield. The police are transporting the dead bodies away, commonly known as 'street sweeping'.

Even so, villains came from all directions endlessly, seemingly inexhaustibly in number.

For a moment, Super Killer began to doubt whether she could kill such enemies, because no matter how many people she killed, more people would come out, and this endless feeling would drive people to death. Crazy.

But she used willpower to force herself to continue, to find as much fun as possible from it, and she couldn't lose the fun, otherwise she might not be able to persist for a second.

"Do you think this is right?" Batman touched the girl's head~www.NovelMTL.com~ His voice became much gentler, as if he had turned off the voice changer.

"I understand that killing too many people is wrong in your opinion." The girl shook her head, then gritted her teeth and squeezed out a few words: "But I have no choice!"

"No, in fact, you can have a choice. I will call a timeout for you. You should think about it."

Having said that, Batman walked out from behind the phone booth. Just when she thought that the man would be caught by all kinds of heavy fire in an instant, he raised his hands and made a 'T' gesture. A commonly used timeout in games.

So under the surprised eyes of the girl, the world paused, whether it was a bullet or a grenade, or a villain who jumped up and slashed at Batman, these things were still in mid-air, even the lights on the police car not far away , as if they have become solidified objects.

At this time, the orangutan's eyes lit up, and he gradually followed the train of death knell.

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