The Death Knell

In the room at the end of the corridor with the sign of the Pump House, Deathstroke and Bobo began their investigation.

It can't be said to be spotless here, but it's still clean, at least for a basement.

The entire tunnel's transformers and other equipment are here and are still operating normally, but it's unclear when there will be a global power outage.

Everyone and the orangutan focused their attention on the water pump in the corner of the room.

"This should be it, right?" The orangutan held his arms and looked at the death knell asking for advice.

"That's right, this giant water pump is only connected to the power supply, but there are no pipes connected to it. This is not a pump used to drain stagnant water in the tunnel at all, it is just a deception." The God Killer in Su Ming's hand turned into a A huge wrench is taken and used by the holder to tighten the screws under the machine.

After a few seconds, the huge water pump was unscrewed from the bolts fixed on the ground. Su Ming bent down and stretched out his hand to lift. The entire huge equipment rose from the ground, revealing a staircase below.

There is a string of barefoot footprints on the stairs, spreading downwards, which is more obvious in the dusty place.

"There are many footprints coming in and out here, all belonging to one person. Judging from the size and stride length, the owner should be about six feet nine inches tall." Diana went down first, and Bobo jumped down to follow. After studying the footprints, he walked with a magnifying glass and reported to everyone: "It seems that the Grak we are looking for is very similar to the guy from Earth 0."

Diana twisted her truth lasso as a light, and she moved forward slowly and cautiously: "Let a young man with a righteous heart live in a place like this...I will check it when I go back. If Gluk in our world also lived such a life, Zhenglian should pay for him to rent a house."

After walking down the stairs, a new tunnel appeared again. Compared to the man-made reinforced concrete structures above our heads, the environment here seemed much more primitive.

There are chiseling marks on the surrounding soil and rocks, and the fish-scale-like walls were dug out bit by bit with primitive tools.

"Even if Gluck from Earth 0 lives in a similar place, it's useless for you to buy him a house. He doesn't necessarily want to live in a house." The golden wrench in Su Ming's hand changed back to sword and shield mode, and he and Xiao Dai walked side by side. Together: "He is a caveman. He spent the first few decades of his life in a cave. Giving him a smart apartment will only drive him crazy. The Justice League here must have mentioned something similar. plan, but it should have been rejected.”

No Justice League is short of money. Money will make some things easier. It is a catalyst and accelerator. It cannot be lived without, but it is not omnipotent.

Bobo climbed up on Deathstroke's shoulders and squatted there, and added: "Just like you, Diana. You could live in a 'high-tech Death Star fortress' like Sepurk, but you chose to live on Paradise Island with a wall." There are no Greek palaces with just pillars, eh..."

The orangutan could no longer speak. His neck seemed to have retracted into his chest under Xiao Dai's stern gaze, and he had a flattering look on his face.

"Are you implying that I am also a primitive person? Can't grasp new high-tech things?" Wonder Woman put the glowing rope in her hand around the neck of the 'black beast', and slowly tied it like a tie for an orangutan: " I always thought you were a good person, Bobo."

"I am a chimpanzee." Bobo, who was lassoed by the truth, could only admit the fact that he was not a human being.

"Okay, Xiao Dai, don't make trouble with Bobo. You know he doesn't mean that." The artificially dug tunnel was not long. After a few turns, Su Ming came to a small underground space. Interrupting the serious confrontation between Diana and her pet.

There is a small flat area in the underground space, and there are traces of a fire in the center of the flat area. Not far away is a cave, and the smell of blood comes from the cave.

He took out a lighting rod from his pocket, folded it back and forth a few times, and threw it into the cave from a distance. He saw a figure sitting there at the end of the cave, his head hanging down.

Bobo took off the rope around his neck and shook his head silently: "He is dead."

"Ah, so dead. It looks like he knocked half of his head off." Harley nodded with a smile, put the hammer on the ground, put her chin on the end of the hammer handle, and blinked at the cave with her big eyes. inside.

In the past, she often watched other people's deaths in the darkness of Gotham. People always liked to die in places without lights.

In other cities, if a person is shot and injured, he will always crawl to the roadside or other bright places, hoping that someone can save his life.

But in Gotham, after people are shot, they crawl into dark corners and pray that no one will find their body before the police.

Otherwise, there is a high probability that passers-by will kill you. The beggars on the street will also steal all the useful things from the corpse, including nails and human skin; and some perverts will use the flesh and blood of the dead to make sausages, and the bones may also be used. Being used in rituals by cultists, etc.

People are indeed very interesting. Some people want to live, while some people just want a whole corpse. The impact of environmental factors on psychology is fully demonstrated.

As she said, Gluk is now a motionless corpse with no signs of being infected with the Necromorphosis. Only the front half of his head is left, and the back of his head, Tianling Cap and other parts have turned into graffiti on the wall, sliding down the wall in a sticky manner.

The strong man's body was covered with a piece of leopard fur, and he was holding a large-caliber revolver in his hand. A quick look showed that he might have committed suicide by swallowing the gun.

The cave he dug was not big, maybe ten square meters. There was a pile of animal skins on the ground on one side of the cave, which served as a bed, and there were a few pots and pans scattered around the bed.

In addition, there is a wooden spear, this is all his belongings.

There are no other ear chambers in the cave. You can see the head at a glance, and the total area is not as large as an ordinary container.

Diana put away her sword and shield, looked at the corpse and sighed: "Did he commit suicide due to guilt? He knew that what he sent to the Hall of Justice was not good..."

"This is not suicide" X3.

Deathstroke, Bobo, and Harley corrected this statement in unison. The three of them had squatted beside the corpse without knowing it.

It was clear that just a few seconds ago, Harley was watching the fun at the end of the queue. It was as if she had teleported. It was so weird.

Xiao Dai took a deep breath and his cheeks puffed up: "Okay, who can explain the basis for your judgment?"

"This is psychology, honey, hmm."

Harley returned from the cave and hung herself on Diana. Seeing the heroine's confused and cute look, she couldn't help but smile and secretly kissed her cheek before continuing:

"As we said before, this Gerak wears animal skins and refuses modern houses, which means that he is unwilling to integrate into modern life, so he comes here to live in a cave; then do you think that if he wants to commit suicide, he will choose a rare 50 caliber Magnum revolver, or the primitive wooden spear that can still stab people to death? The power of habit is actually very powerful, and people will always choose the method they are familiar with when committing suicide."

Bobo also nodded. He squatted next to the corpse, pulled the corpse's hands with his paws to check the degree of rigor mortis, and added:

"White-collar workers who work in the city will choose to commit suicide by jumping off a building or drinking sleeping pills; villagers who work in the town will choose to hang themselves or double-barreled shotguns; people living in Gotham who want to commit suicide only need to go out alone at night, and all Like murderers, people will choose familiar methods when killing themselves. This is the power of habit."