The debugging process only took a few minutes, and the people present were already accustomed to the debugging process, and there was no change in their eyes, only Sith looked at the whole debugging process with a little curiosity at this time. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What the hell are you doing?" the Sith wondered.

"Didi. Drip. Drip. It was a rapid sound from the whole instrument, only to see Jeffrey walk away from the instrument.

A purple light, like a laser, was fired directionally, shining on the corpse that had been turned over.

"Ultraviolet rays?" said the Sith watched as it changed.

The light shone on the corpse, and a black smoke rose from the hole in the chest.

Then the smoke seemed to turn into a vague figure, and the figure loomed, but it was still roughly visible that the silhouette looked very young.

Sith turned his head, only to see Jeffrey and the bald old man, the mayor, both of whom did not look very good.

"Poof. The black gas formed a figure, and it dispersed and disappeared directly.

"Did you write it down?" said Jeffrey, to the people around him.

"Well, it's already good. The Sith saw a man holding a small drawing board, the size of a palm, and a small charcoal in the other hand, jumping nimbly and quickly on the drawing board.

Sith leaned over slightly, and a figure had already appeared on the miniature drawing board, and it was the figure that had just been poured out with that special instrument.

"I guess the shutter of the camera will image the journey of the gas. “

"But isn't that a hassle? If you have to bring the device to the place where the murder happened every time. Why don't you take the corpse to the place where the instrument is?" But then I thought about it, since what you thought of the Tao, everyone else should also want to do it, and since you have done so, there must be a special reason for it.

But it didn't take long for someone to explain these things to the Sith.

"Aren't you curious about this instrument? Jeffrey packed up his things and said as he walked over to Sith's side.

"I'm curious, but what is the purpose of this instrument?" said Sis, who was a little curious, as it was something that would be of relative interest to him.

"It's called breath sensing. ”

"Let's put it this way, every person, and even every living thing will have their own unique aura, which will accompany you for the rest of your life, unless you can hide your aura, and of course not all people will hide their aura. ”

"Breath. “

"Yes, normally, every organism has a different breath, just like there are no two leaves in this world that are exactly the same. ”

"The more powerful the creature's vital signs, the more powerful his aura is. “

That's how this instrument was born. ”

"In that case, if someone had touched the corpse just now, wouldn't it have affected the aura attached to the corpse? ”

"Sure enough, it's a very smart child, but you noticed who turned the body over just now. Jeffrey said.

Sith suddenly turned his head to look at the policeman who had just touched the corpse, but noticed that his palms were wearing a pair of black gloves.

"Gloves, insulating breath. “

"Normally it doesn't need to be like this, but sometimes the poison on a corpse is the deadliest. ”

At this time, the Sith understood why he did not move the body to the location of the instrument, but to disassemble and move the instrument here, for fear that his breath would be disturbed.

"Would you like to go to the lab with me?" Jeffrey invited the Sith.

"Sounds like good advice, but doesn't it affect your work?"

"But not really, and you're just visiting, aren't you?"

"That's fine, but I thought maybe I should go have breakfast first. ”

"Oh, I'm sorry to forget you haven't had breakfast yet, but that's okay, the doors to the lab are still open for you. “

Sith wandered around town, and Connor, as his name suggests, is a small town.

Perhaps influenced by the monster, the Sith felt that there were more people on the road, but there were many fewer local residents, and the result of this was often that the Sith walked to one of the bakeries and heard the news that the bread had been sold.

What a frustrating process.

The large number of foreigners has upset the balance of the whole area, and the large number of locals has emigrated, but this balance is even more ineffective.

I managed to find a bakery that served bread.

Asked for a bottle of yogurt and a piece of brown bread.

But the price is more than three times the usual, helpless, food is a necessity of life, after all, it has not reached that realm, and it is estimated that when it reaches that realm, it is no longer bothered by the coins on the body.

The bakery also provided seating, and the Sith found a corner.

In a window position, you can see the pedestrians on the street through the glass window, drinking yogurt, nibbling on bread, everything looks leisurely.

It occurred to Sith that he had become so bold.

When I saw the corpse, I was able to be so calm and still be able to have a discussion.

But if you're bold, it's good.

"Sir, this is your cream bun. A deep voice woke the Sith from his thoughts.

"Cream wrap. The waiter handed over a red plate on which was placed a yellow bread the size of a baby's fist, surrounded by a layer of white cream, accompanied by a hint of wheat and creamy flavor.

That being said, there was something strange about the Sith expression.

"I'm sorry, if you're mistaken, I didn't call this brioche bread. The Sith looked a little confused.

"Oh, yes, sir, you really didn't call this brioche bread, but someone has already paid for you. ”

"Did someone pay for me?"

"Yes, sir, please take your time. The waiter left in a blink of an eye.

"What a strange feeling, someone paid for me, who could it be? Jeffrey? It doesn't make sense, shouldn't he be in his lab at this time?"

"Forget it, let's take a look. “

The Sith ate unhurriedly the brown bread in his hand accompanied by yogurt.

It tasted pretty good, but when the last bite of the brown bread was swallowed, the Sith's gaze returned to the brioche bread.

Reach for the brioche bread.

However, he found that there was a small white note under the bread, and since the bread was completely covered before, the Sith did not see the note.