In the cemetery, as the police sent hand-held elves to participate in the excavation, the speed of opening the coffin for inspection immediately accelerated a lot.

Coffins break through mounds of earth, and like doi ninja who have finished dormancy in the middle of summer, they are rediscovered in droves. But when the officers pulled out the nails and pried open the lid of the coffin, the inside of the coffin was empty without exception, like the hollow shell of an evolved shelled ninja......

The officers seemed to have learned something from the detectives, and were not so surprised by the shocking reversal at this time, but just covered their heads and did their jobs.

However, the people involved in the case who were gathered here were different, they could no longer hide their shock at the moment, their eyes wandering wildly between the seventy-one Pokémon graves, and their faces were full of incredulity.

Ms. Arnault, who has short hair and glasses, jumped out of the crowd and took the lead in addressing the bankrupt director of the power plant: "William, what's going on? Where are the elves' bodies? Have you become so mad that you plan to make up for the loss of the factory by selling the dead corpses of Pokémon? ”

Black market trading, organ trafficking...... All sorts of disturbing speculations came to the woman's mind.

"No, I'm completely ignorant of what's going on in front of me...... Why did things turn out the way they did? ”

William shook his head slowly, a visibly confused look.

"The burial of the elves killed in the factory was completely handed over to the police. Since that explosion, I've only seen the elves last time they've seen when the fire brigade was carrying away the bodies. I never even thought about using corpses for profit or anything. This...... What the hell is going on? ”

"Maybe someone stole the bodies after the police buried the lightning balls?" Douzi quietly and irresponsibly muttered to himself and guessed, but then denied his conjecture -

"Not true. Although the cemetery in this vicinity is lax, it is not so lax that it would allow tomb robbers to brazenly dig up all seventy-one graves in a row. And judging from the preservation of the iron nails on the coffins, no one should have pried them open before the police. ”

"Then there's only one answer." Bilan, who was on the side, said to the juniors, "The dead electric Pokémon have never been placed in their coffins. ”

"I understand a little bit of Hugo's previous proclamation......," muttered the assistant lady.

In this case, the rule that "death cannot be reversed" has failed!

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"The reason why I once again have doubts about the final status of the electric Pokémon when the dust seems to have settled on this incident is because even at the moment when the plasma group confessed guilt, there are still many doubts in the case that exude a sense of strangeness."

The white-coated detective paced calmly in the center of the crowd, recounting his reasoning.

The Miss Junsha beside him had a solemn face, like a Dharma baboon turned into a stone carving, silently watching the work of her subordinates.

The police were unsealing the last of the coffins that were supposed to contain the self-detonating magnets, and with the last tooth-sour sound, the wooden lid was pried open with a shovel, revealing its interior—equally empty.

At this time, seventy-one coffins were neatly arranged in front of everyone, each one was empty, and the cemetery seemed to have become a newly opened open-air coffin shop.

Looking at the neat appearance of the coffins, the detective seemed to have received some kind of confirmation, and the tone of the narrative reasoning became more and more affirmative-

"The first is one of the most immediate and obvious contradictions. When the police arrived at the scene of the explosion, they saw the electric Pokémon lying on the ground in a haphazard manner. However, both the identification of the traces at the scene and Mr. Talter's statement proved the fact that the elves still maintained their daily formation after the explosion. ”

"This contradiction may seem trivial, but it's enough to arouse my curiosity - my initial thought was that since the change in the distribution of elves did exist, the point in time when their status changed could only occur between the time Talter left and the police arrived."

"In that case, we only have to use our brains to find that the people who have the opportunity to do something to the scene can already be locked in - at that time, the police and fire brigade have not yet arrived, the director of the factory is evacuating the employees, there is no need for the cadres of the plasma regiment to risk returning to their own crime scene, and Arnault is partying with the publisher whose identity is suspicious. The only person who has the opportunity to change the scene is the cultivation consultant of the Yuan Li Chung Power Plant, Mr. Talter! ”

Hugo's words fell, and everyone's eyes on the bearded cultivator were focused at the same time.

"In his testimony to me, Mr. Talter concealed a number of key facts. When he saw the elves die en masse in the power generation area, he didn't suppress his vomiting and flee the scene in despair—this nervous human spirit was not so sensitive and affectionate! ”

"When I reasoned about this, I didn't really realize the seriousness of the problem - after all, Tylt is a cultivation consultant in the factory, and when he saw the elves in his care lying on the spot, it was reasonable to impulsively try first aid on the spot."

Moreover, logical reasoning can also prove that this is exactly how the reality has developed - in the forensic identification of the police, some of the wounds of the electric Pokémon have traces of spraying with wounds, but they are only covered by later scorch marks, so they are judged to be healing marks before the explosion and do not attract attention. But if you look at the factory before the explosion, you can find out a simple reality, there were no electric Pokémon injured on the day of the explosion, and it is unlikely that anyone sprayed the elves with damage before they blew themselves up. ”

It turned out to be for first aid...... Douzi and Bilan reacted at the same time, they met face to face with Talter in the open bar, and the other party deliberately reacted exaggeratedly, trying to show a rough and irritable posture in front of the detective, presumably to cover up the incident.

"But then, there is still a lot of confusion - what are the new scorch marks on the elven remains? There is no traditional power generation in the biopower zone, which is why the fire and death did not affect the biopower zone where the elven corpses were displayed after the explosion. So, why did the elves have new scars on their bodies after Talter used the wound medicine? ”

"Through a certain detail provided by Sheriff Junsha, I have some kind of conjecture that borders on the Arabian Nights. This conjecture helped me sort everything out, and at the police station last night, I found the forensic doctor in charge of disposing of the corpses of the electric Pokémon. The officer told me that after they had identified the Pokémon's bodies and transported them back to the police station, a group of power plant employees appeared shortly after, asking them to bury the elves on their behalf! And because the police had already decided to characterize the whole incident as an accident at that time, according to the procedure, it was natural that the body should be returned to those Pokémon trainers. William, the owner of the elves, was reluctant to respond to the incident at the time, and it was best to have the eager factory employees handle it on their behalf. ”

"That's when you transferred those electro-based Pokémon and buried the ethereal coffin in the ground—right, Mr. Talter?"

Before he knew it, Hugo had made his way through the crowd and came to the cultivation advisor.

"The reason why you're doing this is because those seventy-one Pokémon are still alive, right?"