Ange was so annoyed by this opening sentence that he would say every time Akadulla had a problem, sighing and nodding his head.

He's an Arab, and in their culture nod yes yes yes. Akadulla then nodded.

"But we really don't know what killed the Dragon King."

"But I've sent the bodies to the ice cellar, can't you still analyze the cause of their death?" Ange asked.

Akadulla shook her head proudly. "Of course it's analyzed."

"You tell me, you analyzed the cause of the dragon king's death, but you don't know what killed the dragon king?" Ange said, "Are you kidding? Isn't the next job to write a report? It's a person who can read and write! ”

Akadulla shook her head, nodded and shook her head.

Ange took a deep breath. "Akadulla, my friend, don't be silent. Every time you nod and shake your head at me with wide black eyes, my worldview starts to crumble, I can't understand what you Arabs mean by shaking your head and nodding, you can't tell if you're affirming or denying me, can you understand? ”

Akadulla shook her head.

Ange reached out and grabbed Akadulla's protective mask with both hands: "Well, now you can't shake your head or nod your head." Speak, tell me why. ”

Akadulla struggled twice and realized that he could not move, so he wisely gave up.

"What you said is right, the next job can be done as long as you have an IQ, but the analysis report you received must be wrong." "The cause of death of the two bodies was not the same. The meridians of Konstantin's arms were severed, causing him to be unable to exert his due strength, revealing that the dragon's eye was shot with a bullet from the Philosopher's Stone, and it should have been an anti-materiel sniper rifle, and he lost the protection of his speech, and was beaten into a sieve by a dense number of bullets, and an X-ray scan would also reveal a bullet stuck in the bone in his body. Norton's cause of death was simpler, as he died of blood loss due to a penetrating wound to his abdomen after a blow to the head. ”

"Isn't that pretty straightforward?" Ange smiled and withdrew his hand.

"But you and I both know it's impossible." Akadulla nodded, "Just like dinosaurs, dragons have two brains, one in the head and the other deep in the spine, because otherwise they will have difficulty controlling their large bodies after dragonization, and the dragon king is no exception. Konstantin was okay, both of his organs were badly damaged by bullets. But we didn't find that in Norton, his brain and spine were still intact, except for a hole in his stomach. He wasn't even seriously injured in terms of the dragon's vitality, but he died. Akadulla's eyes widened, "Do you know how funny this is?" It's like someone accidentally scratched their skin and then died of tetanus! ”

"Which country is tetanus in this country?" Ange rubbed his temples.

"So I'm going to do a field survey right now." Akadullah crouched down and pulled a shiny drone out of his pocket.

"What are you going to do?" Ange was a little confused.

"Find the murder weapon!" Akadulla flipped the switch and lowered the drone to the ground. With the sound of the buzzing engine, the drone's four propellers spun and disappeared into the air.

"This drone is smeared with Norton's blood, with a small AI built-in and a data collector installed on the shell, which can easily help me find the murder weapon that killed Norton." Akadulla stood up, full of confidence. "Your drone looks good, but how do you notify you when it finds it? Texting? "Of course not, I've set up a reminder," Akadulla's eyebrows fluttered, "and that's... ”

A slight explosion interrupted Akadulla's words.

"This is it!" Akadulla almost jumped for joy, and rushed out of front in a hurry, the oxygen tank dangling behind him, like a mad man in euphoria.

He jumped next to the drone, picked up the landed drone with his left hand, and picked up something bright from the blasted mound of dirt with his right hand. But when he saw this thing clearly, he couldn't help but be a little stunned, and his eyebrows trembled twice.

The murder weapon that appeared in his hand had a hideous appearance, with a sharp light on the opening, and it was stained with red blood marks.

There was a cold chill in his grip, as if it was about to spread from his hands into his veins. It looks like a hideous murder weapon. But why does this murder weapon look so familiar? It's like a half-cut bottle? The smell of alcohol on it has not yet dissipated, and you can even smell the sweet aroma of wine! "What did you find?" Ange walked over, looked at what was in Akadulla's hand, and couldn't help but smile silently, "This is the murder weapon you found?" ”

"Probably, right?" Akadulla is also a little uncertain.

The dragon king will be stabbed to death by a wine bottle? This is no longer the level of tetanus with a broken skin, it is as ridiculous as a cotton flower falling naturally to the ground.

Unless that cotton flower was cultivated by the Ministry of Equipment.

"Don't be stupid." Ange stretched out one hand around Akadulla's neck, and with the other hand, he took the beer bottle and threw it on the ground, "You have the skills to toss, why don't you think about how to make more philosopher's stones!" ”

"Wait for the headmaster!" Akadulla struggled to break free from the principal's enthusiastic and powerful right hand, "I have some questions and would like to consult Lu Mingfei!" ”

"You're telling me what's wrong." Ange shrugged, as if inadvertently between Akadulla and the bottle, "I don't know where he's at school now." Why don't you go back to the armament department first? I'll contact you when I find him? ”

Akadullah hesitated.

"If you don't go back, maybe the body of the dragon king will be divided." The old fellow understated, but the words that fell to Akadulla's ears were like a devil's whisper, "This is the first pair of dead dragon king corpses in human history, and that's tons of philosopher's stones!" Don't you want to see these stones explode? ”

"Headmaster, what you said makes sense, I'll go back!" Akadulla nodded, "But remember, you must contact me when Mingfei-san comes!" ”

"Definitely." Ange nodded slightly, looking at Akara's dangling oxygen tube.

"Ming Fei, I can't see through you anymore." Ange felt his blood boiling. "Four Great Sovereigns, I have seen your end, the first gift from the Lord of Bronze and Fire."