I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 1192 Detective Harley

Jane Rowling's home is similar to the telescopic man's. They are all kind of single-family two-story villas far away from the city center, with a spacious front lawn and a backyard warehouse.

This is not special in the United States. Many middle-class people live in this kind of house, and the price. Jane Rowling’s house is probably more valuable, because most of the houses of other people are more high-quality and cheap wooden houses, but hers is made of porcelain concrete. Reinforced red brick house.

It is more secure in terms of firmness and safety.

At this moment, Harley was bored, seeing Batterman, Green Arrow, Mister Miracle, and even Superman, all the heroes turned into detectives and carefully inspected the crime scene, so she became a little interested and wanted to try it out Holmes.

The scene of the crime was in Jane Rowling's study. The furnishings inside were very simple, including desks and chairs, bookshelves, ornaments on the table, pendants on the wall, and books on the shelves.

The curtains are drawn and the windows are closed.

There seemed to be a fight in the room, and the coffee cup on the table fell to the floor and shattered into pieces. It was once full of coffee, and now it was a puddle on the floor.

The chair was tilted on one side, and a foot was broken, and the fracture was uneven. It was not severed, but knocked, or broken?

The bookshelf at the back didn't completely fall down, but several books fell.

Holes were hammered into the wall panels, crooked picture frames hung on the walls, and glass shattered.
Batman and Green Arrow are currently studying the "fist print", hoping to analyze the murderer's identity from it.

"Huh, is this a telephone?" Under the window, Harry saw a broken telephone with broken glass around it.

Looking up, the window glass was indeed broken.

"The phone didn't fly onto the window by accident. It was probably thrown by the murderer. Why did the murderer shoot at the phone? It must have threatened him.

The only reason why the telephone could threaten him was that Jane held it and almost dialed successfully. "Harry analyzed, holding her chin.

Seeing her tight face and serious analysis with the expression of "Detective Harry", Oliver couldn't help but rolled his eyes, "Congratulations, you guessed everything right. But I'm sorry to tell you that you said these Totally unnecessary.

Because Jane and Ray have restored the crime process almost completely. "

Halle was a little embarrassed. As a detective for the first time, she even forgot that there were witnesses and victims.

"What did Ray say? How did he get to the crime scene in time?"

"He heard Jane on the other side of the phone whimpering and calling for help vaguely. Of course he understood that when she encountered a bad person, she immediately shrunk down to the atomic state, jumped into the phone receiver, and followed the phone line...or the electric signal? Directly cross to this movie. Telephone--"

Oliver pointed to the telephone in the corner, "He jumped out of the microphone, changing from the size of a proton to one-twelfth of his normal size.

Because the atomic state is the quantum field of vision, the landscape of the material world cannot be seen clearly.

After getting bigger, he saw Jane hanging behind the door, God, I can't imagine his mood at that time, Jane was bleeding from the mouth and nose, her body was stiff, and she lost consciousness. "

By the end, he seemed to empathize with the Atom, holding his head and letting out a sad moan.

Harry was stunned, "You said Jane was hung behind the door? With a rope?"

Dachao walked over with two severed ropes in his hands, "Everyone, I think I found something."

The detectives in the room were shocked and immediately looked at him.

Even the newly promoted detective Harley was no exception, but her expression was a little puzzled and a little strange. When her eyes fell on the thick hemp rope with her thumb, the surprise and uncertainty on her face became more obvious.

"It's a single hitch, used to fasten one end of the rope to the door, so that after he leaves, the rope will hang Jane alive."

His eyes were sharp, his cheeks were puffed up, and he was gnashing his teeth. Every word was very powerful, and every sentence was full of the extremely suppressed anger in his heart.

"So?" Oliver asked.

"Look here." Da Chao lifted the rope, "In addition to the single knot, there is also a Dutch Navy buckle, which is a typical boy scout knotting method."

"What does this mean? I also joined the Boy Scouts, and I was asked to tie the rope, probably in this way." Harry said.

She did join the Boy Scouts.

Joining the Boy Scouts in the United States is as common as being a Young Pioneer in China.

It is not necessarily guaranteed to become a qualified "little man", but you can indeed learn a lot of interesting things.

"Can you tie Jane up in just a few seconds and pull her behind the door?" Da Chao asked.

"Well, you suspect that the murderer is a super criminal who is good at rope skills? Is there such a person?" Harry asked puzzled.

Since Da Chao said he had clues, he would definitely be able to identify the suspect.

Those who can take an ordinary technology to the peak are either superheroes or super criminals. In short, they are all super and will not be unknown.

But she couldn't remember any of the buddies who were good at playing with rope.

"Steel bone, is there such a person?" Da Chao asked.

After only a blink of an eye, Cyborg's voice came to his earplugs, "Yes, Christopher Weiss, the enemy of Firestorm, code-named 'Slipknot', is especially good at using ropes to wrap around the enemy's neck.

Not to mention a few seconds, he moved so fast that others couldn't see clearly.

Also, his knotting technique - exactly the single-tack and the Dutch Navy buckle. "

Harley had to sigh in her heart: There are so many wonderful things in DC, and they are so diverse!
Da Chao breathed a sigh of relief, and his tone became more relaxed, "I'm sure, immediately lock the position of the slipknot."

"Isn't it too hasty? Slipknot probably joined the Boy Scouts." She frowned.

"But only he has the ability to accomplish all this in a short period of time." Da Chao said.

"Actually, we can't even determine the gender of the criminal," Mister Miracle said hesitantly.

"It's a man. After Jane was knocked down, she vaguely saw his shoes." Oliver said. "

"Even the shoes?"

The doubt in Harry's heart was quietly turning into suspicion, "Oliver, tell the case from beginning to end."

Da Chao stepped aside and continued to urge the steel frame to find the slipknot.

Oliver said: "According to Jane and Lei's description, as well as my on-site inspection, it is roughly confirmed that the slipknot—"

Harry interrupted him: "Don't say 'slipknot', he is at most a suspect, you continue to use 'murderer'."

"The murderer, with a rope around his neck and two red and white silk scarves in his left hand, sneaked into the house early and hid behind the door.

When Jane came home from get off work, she held freshly brewed coffee in her left hand and the cordless phone at home in her right hand, ready to call Lei—because of Sue, we have been more vigilant recently, and our family members will call us from time to time.

Then the killer comes out from behind the door and attacks her, and Jane struggles like you can see now, the room is a mess.

After Jane fell to the ground, she caught a glimpse of a pair of large brown work shoes. "

"Don't you think there's something wrong with what you said?" Harry asked.

"What's the problem?"

"Many contradictory places, for example, the murderer sneaked in early, but the life detector did not trigger, for example, he has a brain problem, so he insisted on taking two wires?
There are many more, I won't mention them, but there is definitely something wrong with the murder process you describe. "Harry frowned.

Oliver said earnestly: "He can sneak in by avoiding the alarm, and naturally he can continue to avoid security detection after sneaking in. The security system of the room is aimed at the outside, not inside.

The two silk scarves are more normal, one is to prevent Jane from seeing him, and the other is to prevent Jane from triggering the alarm by calling for help. "

"So what if Jane sees it? Anyway, Jane is dead."

"In the early years, the murderer might not mind the victim seeing his own face, but now everyone knows that even if a person dies, there is still a soul." Oliver said.

"Slipknot is not the murderer." Da Chao suddenly said irritablely.

"He has an alibi?" Batman asked.

"Well, he has been imprisoned in Belle Rive Prison, and Amanda has been assigned to the suicide squad." Dachao walked around twice anxiously, and said, "No, I have to meet him in person."

After speaking, he disappeared in front of several people with a "whoosh".

"What is he in a hurry for?" Harry asked inexplicably.

"It's not anxious, it's worrying." Oliver said quietly: "The murderer is planning to murder our lover, who is the next victim?
He worries.

One day the murderer cannot be found, and he risks losing his wife.

But the murderer was so cunning that he did not show any trace of the two people who were injured in succession. His worry began to turn into fear.

He loved her so much that he was afraid. "

"You do understand him." Harry looked surprised.

"Because I'm the same as him, we're all the same."

Staring at the picture frame with broken glass on the wall, Harry asked, "Where's Jane?"

"She almost suffocated, her nose and mouth were bleeding profusely, and it seemed that her internal organs were also seriously injured. Of course, she had to be sent to the hospital for emergency treatment."

She pointed to the frame and asked, "What does that mean?"

There are several photo frames hanging on the wall, including a group photo of Jane Rowling with her tutor and parents when she graduated from law school, and a personal photo of Jane, but the largest photo frame is a combination of two A4 papers, but inside it looks like a poster.

"This is People magazine's 'Newsman of the Year' poster, what's the problem?" Oliver asked puzzled.

The protagonist on the poster is Jane Rowling with a bright smile, and there is a five-inch photo in the lower right corner - the head of the Atom.

It's kind of strange to put this kind of photo on the wall.

The two were divorced, and Halle never saw a second photo of the two together.

What made her feel even more incongruous was the title on the poster - Mrs. Atom: Divorce, public appearance, and this "little man".

Since it is a news report, of course it must have a title, and the title itself is not surprising.

Ordinary people get a magazine, glance at it casually, and they can understand: it turns out that this is the wife of Atom Man, and now she is in a divorce lawsuit with Atom Man.

"Isn't that a big problem? There are only two kinds of people who hang this kind of poster on the wall at home and put it side by side with other meaningful photos." Harley said.

"Which two kinds of people?" asked Oliver.

"After years of domestic violence, she finally summoned up the courage to divorce, and won the divorce lawsuit. Her life has entered a new starting point, and her mind has awakened. Isn't Jane a traditional woman?"

Oliver shook his head.

"Another kind." She hesitated for a moment, moved a little closer to the green light, and whispered, "Psychopaths with brain problems."

Oliver said angrily: "How can you say that about Jane? Do you know that she almost lost her life? I can't even imagine that this accident will leave multiple shadows in that poor woman's heart. "

Harry stared at his face, and said thoughtfully: "You probably all think so, no wonder you subconsciously ignore such an obvious flaw."

(End of this chapter)