The Lost City of Alien Beasts

Chapter 528

Gao Yang frowned.

Obviously, Dr. Jia was assassinated by the Wujin dagger.

But this way of death is so strange. This is the living room, not the bathroom. Why did Dr. Jia die naked?

Or is it that the person who killed Dr. Jia had some perverted hobbies or was performing some kind of evil ritual?

However, judging from the marks on the scene and the body, it doesn’t look like it.

Douhu slowly pulled out the dagger from Dr. Jia's abdomen and made a preliminary judgment: "The time of death should not exceed 5 hours. He was killed at noon today."

"Could it be that someone knew we were coming and chose to silence them?" Jiuhan said.

Douhu squatted next to the corpse, playing with the dagger with one hand and touching his chin with the other: "It shouldn't be. Our calls are all encrypted and cannot be leaked. If the encryption was deciphered, the intelligence of the three major organizations would have been stripped to the trousers. There are no more left.”

"There is only one possibility left. Someone among us leaked the news." Manshe said.

"I don't think so." Hui Xiong said, "Maybe it was just an ordinary robber who broke into the house and robbed the house."

"It's unlikely. The murder weapon was a Wujin dagger." Gao Yang analyzed: "The other party didn't use his talent to kill because he didn't want to leave clues."

"I agree." Jiuhan nodded.

Douhu's eyes darkened, and his eyes wandered over everyone's body.

The atmosphere became tense for a moment, and Hui Xiong felt a chill run down his spine when he met Dou Hu's eyes.

"No, that's not right." Gao Yang immediately denied himself, "We have also overlooked a possibility."

Everyone looked at Gao Yang, and Hui Xiong was overjoyed: Captain Kaneda Minami, who had been silent for a long time, was online!
"Dr. Jia committed suicide," Gao Yang said.

"Suicide?" Douhu didn't understand.

When Gao Yangyang was about to explain, a parrot nearly half a meter high flew down from the second floor of the villa.

It flapped its wings and hung on the crystal chandelier on the ceiling: "Dr. Jia is dead! Dr. Jia is dead! Dr. Jia is dead!"

Then, it spread its wings again, glided slowly, and landed on the gray male's shoulder.

It is a gray parrot with a short tail, a round head, a hairy face, and a narrow strip of white bare skin around the eyes.

It is not timid at all, keeps looking at everyone, and is very lively.

Soon, it continued to shout: "Liar! Liar! Dr. Jia liar!"

Sure enough, Dr. Jia faked his death.

The reason why Gao Yang felt something was wrong was because of this parrot.

When they rang the doorbell just now, the voice of this parrot appeared. Gao Yang thought it was some kind of intelligent voice that automatically unlocked the door. After thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was more like the voice of a parrot.

Parrots have a very high IQ. Since they know how to open the door, it would be impossible for Dr. Jia to be so calm if he was really killed.

Douhu also figured it out. He looked at the gray parrot on Gray Xiong's shoulder: "Dr. Jia faked his death?"

"Experiment! Experiment! Experiment!" the gray parrot repeated, then flapped its wings and flew onto Man Snake's shoulder.

"Here we go, this parrot has become a spirit!" Gray Male was quite surprised.

"With good training, the intelligence of a parrot can reach six or seven years old." Manshe said.

"It seems like it was a false alarm." Jiuhan stepped forward and reached out to touch the parrot.

"False alarm! False alarm! False alarm!" The parrot imitated it for a while, then flew to a high coffee table with a small porcelain basin containing some nuts.

The gray parrot started eating and ignored everyone.

Douhu took out a shriveled cigarette case from his trouser pocket: "The case has been solved, let's wait."

Others also relaxed and started wandering around the villa.

Everyone visited Dr. Jia's home, which seemed to be the home of an ordinary single wealthy man.

The door to the basement is locked, it should be his private laboratory.

Soon, the sky darkened, and everyone was impatient to wait, so they went to pass the time.

Douhu and Huixiong went to the second floor. They took a shower respectively, changed into bathrobes, took out Dr. Jia's whiskey and cigars, lay on the sofa, and watched the boxing match on the home theater.

Jiuhan and Manshe are playing table football in the recreation room. They are currently winning or losing and are in the finals.

The gray parrot stayed on Jiuhan's shoulder and watched the battle carefully. No matter who lost, it would flap its wings happily and repeat noisily: "Idiot! Idiot! Idiot!"

Not highly harmful, highly insulting.

Gao Yang and Qing Ling went to the kitchen refrigerator to find some ingredients. Gao Yang used a rice cooker to cook rice, and used curry, chicken chops and some vegetables to make a curry chicken chop rice for Qing Ling.

When Qing Ling took the first bite, she choked and coughed, and her face turned red.

"It tastes so bad?" Gao Yang was a little hurt: "It shouldn't be, my cooking skills are pretty good."

"No, the curry here is too spicy." After Qing Ling finished speaking, she took another bite. This time her expression was much more relaxed. After tasting it carefully, she expressed her opinion: "It tastes weird."

"Uh……"

"Take another bite." Qing Ling took another spoonful and put it into his mouth.

Qing Ling seemed to adapt to the taste and ate one bite after another. She sat up straight, holding the plate in one hand and the spoon in the other, very religiously.

Gao Yang, who was sitting opposite, held his chin with one hand and watched Qing Ling eating in a trance. He sighed in his heart: Qing Ling would definitely become popular if she did mukbang.

"Ang...ah..." Suddenly, a man moaned from the direction of the living room.

Dr. Jia is resurrected!

Gao Yang immediately stood up, walked to the living room, and shouted to the second floor: "Dr. Jia is awake!"

"Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!"

The gray parrot was the first to fly down from the second floor and landed next to Dr. Jia.

Dr. Jia, who was covered with a bathrobe, opened his eyes. He slowly sat up and covered the wound on his abdomen with one hand. He couldn't help shouting again: "Ah, it hurts..."

The wound began to bleed again, quickly staining the bathrobe red.

He looked up and found Gao Yang and Qing Ling watching from the side. Without any panic, he asked: "Is there any C medicine? Give me a quick shot. It hurts me to death."

Gao Yang took out a C potion that he carried with him and threw it to Dr. Jia.

Dr. Jia caught it, pulled out the needle sheath, and pierced his abdomen. He groaned, and his expression suddenly relaxed a lot.

At this moment, others came down from the second floor. Dr. Jia put on his bathrobe, slowly got up, sat on the sofa, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Dr. Jia, what kind of work are you doing?" Douhu asked while smiling.

(End of this chapter)