Chapter 233: Tahiti
Walking into the studio, the three of them looked at the paintings in the studio in surprise, all of them were paintings about alien characters, and none of them were other paintings.
Coulson was a little excited: "It seems that what you said is right, she should be the one who participated in Tahiti, but I only remember her, but I can't remember anything about the Tahiti project, but fortunately, these paintings are here, and we are closer to the truth." ”
"We still have to wait until Simmons has examined the body back on the plane before we can draw a conclusion, but for now, there should be no surprises." Skye looked at the paintings in the studio, at least fifty or so.
"It's not a lot, and compared to yours, it seems to be a big deal." Chen Haoran looked at a painting directly in front of them, with a name written in the lower left corner: "A magical place!?" Head, you see if Robbins has remembered Tahiti and regained his memory. ”
"You're saying that the killer is here for this, he knows Robbins, but why did he kill Robbins?" Skye looked at the name on the painting and turned to look at Chen, "Chen, do you have any ideas?" ”
"I don't know, this may be the only one who knows the purpose of this killer, and it seems that there should be a lot of people involved in this Tahiti project, but the head doesn't seem to remember these people, and he needs to see their photos to remember." Chen Haoran turned his head to look at Skye, "After we go back, let's check this woman carefully to see if what the head said is right." ”
"I'm sorry," Coulson felt a little embarrassed, "I'm the director of the Tahiti project, but I can't seem to help much right now?" ”
"It's okay, let's take pictures first, and then we can analyze them when we go back and see if these paintings are related to the paintings of the head. As long as we catch the murderer, we can also get information, he must remember what happened at that time? Taking out a mobile phone, Chen Haoran began to take pictures.
Skye also took her phone and started taking pictures, she didn't know how to persuade Coulson, and now the problem seemed to come back to Coulson himself, she knew that Coulson was also sad, but it was a fact that he covered up himself, and no one else could help.
Coulson just silently took the picture, silently comparing it with the alien words in his mind.
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Back at the base, Chen Haoran quickly printed out all the photos and handed them to Coulson for him to stitch on the floor in the office.
"There was too much overlap, but there were a few pictures of her that I didn't have." Coulson spent five minutes piecing all the drawings together, then turned to look at Chen, "Let's see if that's the case?" ”
Chen Haoran began to enter the spliced data on the computer to form a new map, looking at the data analysis, Chen Haoran nodded, "Yes, after analysis, it is indeed what you are missing." ”
"What does this have to do with the carving behind the painting we found in Miami? As if that painting was clearly drawn by someone else, maybe the murderer or maybe not," Skye looked at the alien text photo of Miami on the ground, "Looks like that painting is also missing from you, right?" ”
"Not bad! So now we know that the people who used GH325 already have me and you and three other people, and there may be more, but the murderer will not give you the same, there is also such a shortage, so I am looking for them. Coulson stood up and walked around the pictures on the ground, "Obviously, this killer and we have the same interests, we have the same purpose, and I feel like I'm feeling better with this new picture." ”
"This person may have discovered this problem, that's why he found Robbins, he may have wanted to get more from Robbins, but it seems to have failed" Looking at Skye, Chen Haoran nodded, "Skye, have you found Robbins's information?" ”
"I'm still looking for it, and it seems that her information has been completely altered, and I can only find it from previous memos and other aspects, which is more time-consuming." Skye looked at the data matching on the computer, and suddenly there was a successful news, and the two almost similar photos were analyzed by faces, and the matching degree was 98%.
"Yes, the head is right, she's a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent," Skye put the notebook on the table and continued, "Agent Berica Steven, a Level 6 agent, used to work at Sanquzhi. ”
Coulson looked at the photo, a little unsure, "That's probably where I met her." ”
"You probably haven't seen her recently," Chen Haoran clicked continuously on Skye's computer, "It says that she died of cancer five years ago, how could it be?" Looks like we need to confirm. ”
"Let's go, let's go to Simmons and see the results of the autopsy, so we can know, this killer is really in trouble, and I don't know how many other agents have been involved in Tahiti." Coulson turned and walked out of the office, more anxious about the matter than anyone else.
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"You're here, just to inform you, the results of the experiment are out, it's a pity for this woman, does she have a family?" Simmons held the tablet and looked at the body that had been wrapped on the test bench, and felt very sorry that it was a tragedy that a beautiful woman died at this age.
"No family, nothing." Skye shook her head, "She shouldn't have ended up like this, head, do you remember anything?"
"She's level six," Coulson mourned, "I should know, but I don't." ”
Chen Haoran was slightly moved, he saw Coulson's self-blame.
"After a complete blood count, multi-factor analysis," Simmons looked at Skye, "her blood is the same as yours, and it's the same as Coulson's." ”
"Okay, it seems that what you said Chen is right, too many coincidences together are inevitable." Coulson had no surprises.
Simmons looked at the three of them with no surprise, and was very puzzled, "You know? ”
"Yes, we just want to confirm," Chen Haoran looked at Simmons, "Let's talk about the cause of her death." ”
"The wounds were all deep, except for the head, which were all on her body," Simmons shook his head, pointing to the wrapped corpse on the side, "but the cause of death was cardiac arrest, death from shock caused by pain, not wounds." In some ritual murders, this type of death is more common. ”
"Ritual?" Skye was a little curious about Simmons' new perspective.
"Aren't you done yet?" Fitz was hiding outside the lab, and he couldn't stand being around the corpse.
Simmons ignored Fitz and continued: "The status quo meets all the characteristics, the wounds are precise, and the killer cuts until he dies. It seems like it's a ritual that needs to be done. I guess this is not the first time, and of course this is not the first time we have seen this kind of cutting, it is the same as the one Garrett made! ”
"Anything else?" Chen Haoran looked at Simmons, "We need to know more. ”
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