bookbashuk Chapter 2728 Star Core Rescue (4)
Chapter 2728 Star Core Rescue (4)
Chapter 2728 Star Core Rescue (XIV)
“Isn’t this a sealing gel?”
The two recognized the true face of this thing at the same time. Parker said: "This thing is used for emergency repairs. For example, if there is a hole somewhere in the space station that may cause oxygen to leak out, we can use this thing to plug it. It is a very easy-to-use and low-cost sealant."
The black scientist nodded and said, "This is a very cutting-edge technology, developed in China. Compared with other quick-drying sealants, its biggest advantage is its low cost. The cost of a bottle is even less than three dollars. You won't feel bad if you just spray a few bottles."
"But why is it in this state? Isn't it glue?" Natasha wiped her hands on the wall with some disgust, and then said: "It feels like some weird alien parasite... Wait, it's not?"
"Unfortunately, it is." The black scientist said, "This is a peripheral product of the Symbiote God Tal developed by China. Although I don't know how their scientists came up with the idea of using alien biological cells as a sealant, the effect is indeed good."
"You mean someone sprayed this stuff around the door frame inside?" Parker thought for a moment and said, "Why would he do that? Doesn't he know that a door of this level in the energy center room is 100% airtight as long as it is closed?"
“Are there many people who know about this?”
Parker thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "Not many, really. The power department has a lot of repairmen who have to deal with all kinds of electrical facilities every day, so they can basically understand all the facilities in the space station. Many people in other departments don't go out very often, so it's normal that they don't know much."
"If he didn't know, then he did this to improve the airtightness of the door. That is to say, he knew there was a hole in the ceiling and didn't want oxygen to flow out through the hole." said the black scientist.
Natasha stroked her chin and expressed her speculation.
"First of all, this gel was sprayed on the other side of the door to prevent oxygen from escaping through the hole. This proves that after the hole appeared and before we came here, someone else had been here besides the unlucky technician."
"Wait, why couldn't it be that technician who did it?" said the black scientist.
"Why did he destroy the photovoltaic integrated device?"
"Because he wanted to come back... Oh, yes, if he could get into the room through that hole, then he could just open this door and walk through our side. But the gel showed that this door had never been opened, which means that the person who sprayed the gel returned the same way."
"So there is a high possibility that there was a second person present at the time." Natasha said, "We also have other evidence. For example, since this door has never been opened, how did the technician get back after damaging the photovoltaic integrated device?"
"Of course someone rescued him."
"So who rescued him? Where is this person now? Has he come forward to describe what happened? Was there anyone who witnessed him dragging the technician back? Can the technician recognize him?"
The other two were silent. Natasha said, "Don't blame me for always thinking like a spy. It's just that you always take many things for granted, but the key to the problem lies in these details."
"You mean there was someone else who destroyed the photovoltaic integrated device and the energy center, and that technician was just an unlucky guy who took the blame?" The black scientist continued thinking along this line.
"If that's the case, he might have tricked the electrician into going to the photovoltaic integration device first, and then used something he had prepared to blow up and burn the photovoltaic integration device and the energy center. When the electrician woke up, he would think he had done it himself."
"This step obviously doesn't make sense," Parker said. "How can the electrician think he did it? Doesn't he even know whether he did it or not?"
"A normal person would know this," Natasha said, "but what if his mental state was not good to begin with? What if someone hypnotized him?"
Parker was about to say that there was no way such a thing could happen, but then he thought, there are so many monsters and demons in this world, it is not surprising that someone can do such a thing.
"But some things may be beyond his control." The black scientist continued, "For example, a hole was blown out of the ceiling. I guess this must be an unexpected situation beyond his expectations."
"Yes, I think so too." Natasha said, "He may not have intended to destroy the ceiling of the space station, but this accident happened, and he had to find a way to save it."
"Why?" Parker asked.
"oxygen."
Natasha and the black scientist said in unison, and then Natasha went on to explain: "This proves that the other party is not a robot that can survive in the space station without oxygen. You also said before that if there is such a big hole, the oxygen loss rate of the space station will probably be several times faster than it is now. Then I'm afraid everyone will suffocate to death before any rescue."
"So when he found the hole and was unsure of the door's tightness, the first thing he did was to find this sealing gel to ensure that the oxygen would not really escape from the hole and threaten his life safety."
Parker nodded, thinking it made sense, and then he asked, "If the figure you just shot is the same person as the mastermind, then why did he come back?"
"This accident must have led to other accidents." Natasha is an experienced agent. She said, "It's funny, I've seen countless meticulous and perfect conspiracies fail because of a small accident, such as it happened to rain on a certain day, the sea water happened to be high tide somewhere, or even a strong wind blew on a certain day."
"If this was just a simple accident, there would still be room for recovery. But the thing I'm afraid of is that after an accident happens, perfectionists are too eager to recover and want to rush back to the scene to smooth out the differences between the accident and the plan. As a result, we catch them red-handed."
"It seems that the mastermind behind this is also such a person." Parker snorted and said, "I'm afraid that the ceiling being blown up was an accident that he couldn't accept. He came back probably to smooth over the impact."
"How about we go up and take a look?" Natasha suggested.
"No, Sofia is already preparing to leave." The black scientist said, "They are going to drive the spacecraft to another space station, so why not ask them to take another video or photo and compare it with the ones you took before to see if this mysterious person left any traces."
Natasha accepted the proposal, and the three of them returned to their original office. At this time, the team of scientists had already set off, and the photos were soon delivered to them.
Parker and the black scientist took a look first, but couldn't see any difference. Natasha waved her hand and started an agent-level comparison, and finally found the difference in the two overhead photos taken from almost the same angle.
"Look here." Natasha pointed to the lower left corner of the picture, where there was a shelf of a photovoltaic integrated device. It was not completely burned, and only half of it was left. It seemed that something was missing there.
As he enlarged the picture again and again, Parker's eyes gradually widened.
"The metal buckle of the safety rope!!!"
Parker was almost roaring, he was very familiar with this thing, any employee who went out to work was repeatedly told by him to buckle it well, fasten it tightly and buckle it correctly, after all, this thing was related to the life safety of the workers who went out to work.
"Didn't they say there was no safety rope?" The black scientist said in surprise, "Didn't the electrician want to damage the photovoltaic integrated device to attract attention because he didn't have a safety rope? Could it be that he brought a button up with him?"
"How is that possible? This thing is connected to the safety rope, so I can't take it off even if I want to." Parker gradually straightened up and said in disbelief, "Just think about it, who would bring a button up there for no reason?"
"So the electrician took the safety rope?" Natasha was also a little surprised. She said, "That means his reason for destroying the photovoltaic device is completely invalid. This further confirms our previous conjecture."
"But he should have said that he didn't bring a safety rope, right?" the black scientist questioned again, "Otherwise, where did we get this information?"
"It's possible that someone spread the news on purpose, but it's not difficult to convince the electrician that he didn't bring it." Natasha's tone lowered. She said, "I know at least three people who have this ability. Of course, I know it couldn't be them. This means there must be a master of psychology beyond our cognition."
Parker stared at the two photos closely. The button was still hanging in the place where Natasha had taken the photo before by plane, but the button was gone in the photos that were sent later. This meant that the mysterious man came here just to take the button away.
"This may be one of the flaws caused by accident," Parker said. "He found a hole in the top of the space station, which may cause rapid loss of oxygen, so he rushed into the room and sealed the door."
"It is very likely that this link was not included in the original plan. He could not have brought the airtight agent with him. He might have found it on the spot. This would have wasted a lot of his time, resulting in him not having enough time to clean up the scene after he went up."
"That's right." Natasha nodded and said, "Didn't they say there would be a maintenance team? If the maintenance team's spaceship flies over his head, everything will be exposed, so he has to hurry. In a hurry, he might forget to deal with the safety rope."
"I told you Oaks isn't that kind of person!" Parker hammered the table hard and said through gritted teeth, "He's very skilled, very professional, a reliable big man, and a good husband. He's not as clumsy as those rookies, and it's even more impossible for him to deliberately damage important equipment. He's innocent!"
"These evidences should be enough to clear Oaks of suspicion, but the most important thing is to catch the mastermind behind this." Natasha's face was a little solemn. She said, "If the other party is really a master of psychology, it may be very difficult to deal with. We must be prepared."
Parker then remembered and said, "Master of psychology? Oh, yes, don't we have a psychiatrist, Dr. Schiller?"
Schiller lit a cigarette.
The fat man who was lying in the corner was pale and almost trembling into a pool of flesh. He said in a sharp voice: "It was Balk! He asked me to frame everything on Oaks! This has nothing to do with me, you can't kill me!!!"
Schiller walked over, lifted him up by the collar, and knocked him unconscious with a punch.
Letting go of his hand, Schiller turned around with a cigarette in his mouth. He seemed to have thought of something and turned to look at the unconscious deputy chief engineer.