I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

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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 Swann squatted in horror at the door of her dormitory with her face in her hands.

Five meters away from her, a medium to thin man was lying on his back on the ground. A large hole as thick as the mouth of a bowl was burned into the man's chest. The place where the man fell was the door of his dormitory.

Due to the thorough cauterization, the inside of the hole was carbonized and no blood flowed out of his body. Three lines of blood appeared at the corners of his eyes and mouth.

He had already made no sound and was completely dead. His eyes were wide open, and his face was full of fear and confusion, as if he had seen some terrible scene before he died.

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

"what happened?"

Cicetta frowned and came forward, squatting down to examine carefully. There were two eye drops hanging from the corners of Ciseta's eyes, showing that he didn't sleep well last night and was even slightly sleepy because he got up early. However, the quality of a professional soldier allowed him to quickly adjust back to his state and perform his duties. As the only military personnel in the base, he is already responsible for security, and it is naturally his task to deal with accidental deaths of personnel.

Samantha trembled and said, "I don't know what happened. I got up early as usual to prepare breakfast for everyone, but who knew I saw this scene when I opened the door."

As she said that, Samantha was still trembling and trying to slowly crawl towards Matsuda Masahito, with sadness and fear in her eyes, as well as a trace of doubt and confusion.

Nur Ahong frowned and his eyes drifted to another corner of the wall calmly. It was an ion beam gun that was hung on the wall of the hall so that it could be removed at any time in case of emergency.

In the base, the only thing that could leave such a burning injury on Matsuda Masahito's body was that gun. But the only people with the authority to open the safety device of the ion beam gun are the team leader Nur Ahong himself and the soldier Siseta.

Siceta keenly caught Nur Ahong's doubtful eyes and immediately argued loudly, "Team leader, what are you thinking? You don't think it's me, do you?"

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

Cicetta was speechless.

We have been getting along for some years, and everyone knows what kind of person Nur Ahong is. He is rigorous, self-disciplined and focused on his work. He has almost no personal hobbies. He strictly abides by work principles when dealing with anyone. He rarely has personal relationships with anyone and only handles business matters. Nur Ahong and Matsuda Masahito have no personal conflicts at all. Moreover, he only gave Matsuda Masahito the order to go out today yesterday. For Nur Ahun, the uncontrollable variables in the plan that made it impossible to execute the plan were probably more uncomfortable than killing him.

But Cicetta is different. He and Matsuda Masahito have always had conflicts.

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

Now that all the sophisticated equipment in the base has expired, the information collection functions of the surveillance and intelligence brain have naturally disappeared.

Siceta opened her lips and looked at the other two people present, as if she wanted them to defend herself.

But Ou Xiameng and Liang Zhichu remained silent. The base is now fully enclosed. No one opens the door inside, and it is impossible for anyone from the outside to break in. Then the murderer is destined to be only one of the five people present.

Although there is no evidence, logically speaking, Cicetta is the most likely.

Ou Xiameng was not in a hurry to speak. In fact, it was because she had begun to worry about whether her experimental task could be successfully completed at this time.

The loss of a life means that the base is no longer safe, and it means that the large amount of data she has worked so hard to collect has also lost its security. These data haven't had time for final verification, and she doesn't know if there are backups in other bases.

Liang Zhichu didn't think so much, but stepped forward, carefully looked at the round hole in Matsuda Masahito's chest, and visually inspected it with his eyes.

Immediately, his pupils shrank slightly, and he looked at Nur Ahong extremely nervously, and even glanced at Siceta with a slightly fearful look.

Nur Ahong understood it and said loudly: "Execute the rights and responsibilities of the team leader! Lift Siseta Roy's weapons use authority!"

Only cutting-edge facilities were damaged in the base. Due to the need for stability and reliability, there is a backup system in the authority identification mechanism on the ion beam gun and combat uniforms, which is a voiceprint identification device attached to a traditional semiconductor chip.

As Nur Ahong finished speaking, the ion beam gun on the wall made a slight clicking sound, and then a cold electronic voice sounded, "The armed authority of Lieutenant Siseta Roy has been revoked."

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

Cicetta's body suddenly sank. The combat suit with its effectiveness turned off lost its anti-gravity function and suddenly became as heavy as a thousand pounds, which in turn restricted his freedom of action.

Liang Zhichu then said: "The distance between Matsuda Masahito's wound and the axis of his shoulders on both sides is 22 centimeters, and the error on both sides is no more than 0.5 centimeters. After losing the assistance of the intelligent aiming device, except for professional soldiers, I am afraid no one can Shooting so accurately. You, team leader, can't do it. After all, although you have permission to use it, you don't usually practice guns."

Liang Zhichu’s subtext is self-evident. But when he said this, he seemed pained and even self-doubtful.

Four years ago, during an inspection mission, Liang Zhichu's life was threatened by a ferocious mechanical beast on J919. It was Cicetta who fell from the sky and saved his life. Since then, the two have had a good relationship, often chatting together and exchanging life ideals. Liang Zhichu understood what kind of person Cissetta was. His emotions told Liang Zhichu that the murderer could not be him, but his reason couldn't panic.

Siseta looked aggrieved and sad, and said painfully: "Brother Liang, you don't believe me either? Don't you know me yet? Although Matsuda and I often fight and fight, I just think it's a joke. He was playing. How could I kill him? What did I want? I'm not crazy. Although some unexpected situations happened in the base, I am a professional soldier and have experienced more than one dangerous situation in my military career. Times the situation. My ideal is to become a person like leader Chen Feng, how can I shoot at other humans? Team leader Nur Ahong, you have reviewed my resume. You should know that I have used myself on the battlefield more than once I will sacrifice my life to protect my comrades. In my heart, Matsuda is my comrade just like you!"

…

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

There are two reasons.

First, apart from reasoning, there is really no substantial evidence to prove that Cicetta is the murderer. The ion beam gun, which had not been used for a long time, had no fingerprints left on it. According to the principles of the management mechanism of the scientific expedition team, when there is only one professional soldier, the freedom of movement of the professional soldier cannot be banned based on reasoning alone. Otherwise, while eliminating a suspected potential crisis, it may bring about a greater crisis.

Second, there have been dead people in the base, and communication with the outside world has not been restored. No one knows what happened on the planet, or whether there will be hidden external enemies suddenly appearing to attack the base. The base and others need Cissetta's protection. If he is imprisoned, it will take a lot of time to release him in the event of an emergency.

Throughout the whole day, everyone basically found nothing. Matsuda Masahito, who was supposed to leave for other bases, died, and the message could not be sent.

It has not been able to restore contact with the outside world, nor can it detect any useful evidence regarding the death case of Matsuda Masahito.

In the past nearly 10,000 years of history, mankind has not encountered such a strange state for a long time. 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 brain. Suddenly losing more than 99% of intelligent assistance is like being blindfolded and having your eardrums pierced. People's living environment is completely broken, as if they have returned to primitive society.

No matter how smart and calm a person is, he can't calm down for a while.

Just like yesterday, in order to prepare meals, Matsuda Masahito, who worked part-time as a machine repairman in the base, was called by Samantha to work for a long time before he found a way to activate the induction cooker heating device by using a short circuit in the wiring to create a surge. When Ou Xiameng and Liang Zhichu rescued the data, they also used a machine screwdriver to unscrew the sealed box that was supposed to open automatically. Fortunately, the original design took this situation into consideration and did not make it fully enclosed. Otherwise, based on the material performance standards of the black box that stores data, the gods would be blinded even if they came.

Everyone has been busy for two days, but not a single problem has been solved. Most of the time and energy have been spent on re-adapting to basic common sense at a low-tech level, so that their thinking has become somewhat rigid, and everyone's logical analysis ability is somewhat limited. All declined a bit.

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"Do you think it could be Cicetta?"

At night, in the living room of Ou Xiameng's dormitory, Liang Zhichu said thoughtfully.

There was some self-denial in his tone, but it was also full of doubts.

At this time, the two of them had just had dinner in the cafeteria. Liang Zhichu followed Ou Xiameng into her dormitory "shamelessly" because he was worried about Ou Xiameng's safety, so he would sleep in Ou Xiameng's living room tonight. Ou Xia Meng did not refuse. In the past, the two often stayed together all night because of work. She didn't think Liang Zhichu had other thoughts. Even if there were, it would be useless. Liang Zhichu should have known clearly that as a descendant of the Ou family, he would not consider the personal affairs of his children until he achieved academic results that satisfied him.

Ou Xiameng shook his head, "Now the object of suspicion is Siceta, 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, "Am I so obvious?"

"certainly."

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

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

Liang Zhichu: "Yeah. I also hope it's not him."

midnight.

Liang Zhichu tossed and turned on the sofa in the living room, unable to fall asleep. He couldn't help but think about the tragic situation of Matsuda Masahito lying on the ground, and tried to reason and analyze the whole thing. He wanted to use his ability to help Cicetta clear away the suspicion. But what troubled him was that if it weren't for Ciceta, then in theory the biggest suspect would be team leader Nur Ahun, which would be terrifying and even more unacceptable. In addition, assuming that Cicetta is really not the murderer, then the real murderer must still be at large, hiding among the crowd, and he doesn’t know when he will jump out and who his next target will be.

Without being able to figure out who the murderer is or what the murderer's motive was, we 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.

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

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

A length of alloy rope was wrapped around Liang Zhichu's neck, hanging loosely.

There was a circular strangulation mark on his neck, which penetrated nearly two inches into his flesh. The edges of the strangulation marks were purple-red, and spreading outward were purple-black bruises. His eyes were wide open, his pupils were dilated, and the whites of his eyes and the mucous membranes around them were glowing with a permeating bright red.

Ou Xiameng looked at it from a distance, as if he was in disbelief and a little scared.

She didn't have much interaction with Matsuda Masahito, and they didn't speak more than 300 words in three years, mostly work-related.

Therefore, when Matsuda Masahito died yesterday, although the description was miserable, it did not have much impact on her.

In the age of the universe, sudden death is not uncommon, not to mention that the small-scale war between humans and those with compound eyes has not stopped. In the distant Virgo Super Galaxy Cluster, super-large-scale wars between humans and those with compound eyes are happening every day and every moment.

Even the Andromeda Galaxy, which has been turned into an ironclad empire and turned into a logistics base, is still disturbed from time to time.

Ou Xia dreamed of many deaths, but he lived with her day and night, and acted as his right-hand man in work in a down-to-earth and diligent manner. Yesterday, in order to protect the people who still lived in his house, he died quietly. It was difficult for her to accept reality.

"He was strangled to death."

Nur Ahong squatted down, opened Liang Zhichu's mouth again, and saw the tongue with several bloody marks bitten by his teeth, and said so.

As he spoke, he raised his head and stared at Siceta with a scrutinizing gaze.

Cissetta was coming over at this moment, squatting on the ground with sad eyes.

He trembled with his hands and wanted to pull Liang Zhichu's collar, but he pulled back.

Suddenly sensing Nur Ahong's gaze, he raised his head, and the sadness on his face was gradually replaced by great grievance and anger.

"You killed it! You killed it!"

Ciceta suddenly fell into a rage and tried to strangle Nur Ahong's neck.

Bang!

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

Behind him, Samantha Swann was holding the barrel of the ion beam gun with both hands, breathing heavily.

…

Fifteen minutes later, Siseta Roy slowly woke up.

He tried to move, but even flexing his fingers was difficult. His combat uniform has been modified by Nur Ahong and turned into a restraint tool to restrain prisoners.

There is still a dull pain in the back of my head, which was hit very hard just now.

Her vision gradually returned, and Cissetta saw her situation clearly.

This is the lowest level prison in the base. It was originally designed to imprison compound-eyed intruders or species with research value and high dangers on J919. But it had never been used in the past, and he didn't expect that the first time someone would live in it would be himself.

He was sitting on an iron chair, with his hands trapped on the armrests of the iron chair by curved shackles.

Directly opposite, behind the interrogation table sat Nur Ahong, Ou Xiameng and Samantha.

At one end of the interrogation table, the alloy rope that strangled Liang Zhichu was placed in a transparent polyethylene bag.

"Are you awake?" Nur Ahong in the middle asked in a deep voice.

Cicetta turned her face away and did not answer.

There was a brief silence in the room for about ten seconds. Ou Xiameng broke the deadlock, "Ciceta, whether you admit it or not, we all want to know what you really know, what happened last night, and why do you identify the team leader?" Is he the murderer?"

Only then did Cicetta react and slowly raised her head, "There is no other reason, because I know it was definitely not me. Then among all the people, the only one who has the strength to strangle Brother Liang is the team leader. As for killing The murderer of Matsuda Masahito, only the team leader and I had the authority to shoot. I have been suspicious of the team leader since yesterday. But I didn’t expect you to be so despicable. In order to avoid suspicion, you didn’t use a gun when killing the second person. Instead, use a gun. The rope."

Nur Ahong said angrily: "That's nonsense! Then tell me what my motive is!"

"Motive? Motive again! Who knows what your motive is? I want to know too! Maybe you have just been locked up in this base for too long and have gone crazy? Maybe you have been infiltrated by the Compound Eyes? Or maybe you are just Where's a dummy?" Cicetta was angrier than he was.

Ou Xiameng spoke, "Ciceta, what you said is still an inference based on your assumption that he is not the murderer. From the perspective of the team leader, it is assumed that he knows that he is not the murderer. So first You must have been the one who fired the gun that day, and the next day you chose to strangle Liang Zhichu with a rope because you couldn't use a firearm. This is obviously more likely."

After Liang Zhichu's death, she finally stopped focusing solely on scientific research and began to try to use her wisdom to find the real murderer. "Yesterday, Liang Zhichu told me that he trusted you. But now it seems that we made a huge mistake in not imprisoning you in time."

Having said this, Cisseta finally regained his military nature, gradually calmed down, and was no longer easily controlled by emotions.

He took a deep breath, "What I say next, whether you believe it or not, is the fact I saw. Last night, after you all rested, Brother Liang came to see me. He asked me seriously , was it me who did it? I looked into his eyes and told him firmly that it was not me. Then he left. I regret it now and should not have let him go back alone. Sigh."

Hearing this, Nur Ahong, Ou Xiameng, and Samantha looked at each other, but there was only lingering fatigue in their eyes.

Samantha slowly picked up the pocket containing the alloy rope from the side and said in a hoarse voice: "Stop making excuses. This rope has your fingerprints on it."

"What!" Cicetta was shocked, "This is impossible!"

"Nothing is impossible. It's not even a fingerprint formed by grease, but the cuticle of your finger caused the surface deformation on both sides of the alloy rope, leaving a solid fingerprint. In the base, the body is strong enough to leave a solid fingerprint on the alloy surface Fingerprints, and you are the only one who has this power. Even if your combat uniform cannot be used, your strength as a professional soldier can still achieve this effect. We have already compared it when you were unconscious, and it matches your fingers perfectly. .”

"this……"

Siceta's pupils dilated and she was completely dumbfounded.

Nur Ahong stood up and said, "Okay, the interrogation is over. Whether you admit it or not, we already know that you are the real murderer. Just wait for the trial in the military court."

The iron door closed behind him, and the three people outside sighed.

The three of them did not feel relieved after solving the case, only the melancholy of the unknown future remained.

Only Cicetta can manually control the ship, but he is the murderer, so safe evacuation becomes a luxury, and the only option is to wait for external rescue in the base. However, communications have been unable to be restored for a long time. No one knows what the situation is outside and when rescue will come.

Moreover, there are no professional soldiers, no smart weapons, and the energy shield outside the base has already closed itself. Among the remaining three, only Nur Ahong has some fighting ability. Ou Xiameng and Samantha basically fight against the five scum, and the base The security force has been reduced to the extreme. Once attacked by the aggressive native species on J919, something may happen at any time.

…

The remaining three people returned to the base hall. Ou Xiameng took the alloy rope from Samantha's hand and observed it carefully.

After a long time, she said: "Actually, I still have a doubt. Look at these very shallow marks, they should be Liang Zhichu's teeth marks. It means that when the rope was wrapped around Liang Zhichu's neck, it was not strangled below at first, but was pulled down. He bit it. Although Cissetta could not use the combat uniform, with his strength and skills, how could he give Liang Zhichu the chance to bite the rope? Or, if Cicetta really exerted enough strength to leave fingerprints on the surface of the alloy rope With the power to leave fingerprints, Liang Zhichu should have started from his mouth and his head was strangled directly from there. His head would have been severed."

"this……"

Nur Ahun pondered.

However, Samantha glanced at Nur Ahong quietly and tentatively, and said tentatively: "Is it possible that there is actually a fourth person in our base now?"

"This is impossible!" Ou Xiameng and Nur Ahong said in unison.

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