Chapter 714: Tracing identity

"Well, then I'll talk about it." He Wenyong nodded cautiously, and decided to entrust his findings to the staff of the big guy: "When I returned to Murongxuan with the two mechas in the valley, I didn't watch it. When the mecha that arrived in Murongxuan stayed in place, I also searched for several laps, but I don't know where he went."
"Murongxuan didn't stay in the safe area to wait for us? Wrong! We clearly saw you together when we came back!" This was not the case in Zheng Zhirong's image. He remembered seeing Murongxuan all the time.
He Wenyong shook his head and accurately sorted out the timeline, indicating that Murongxuan left when they were away: "When you came back, he came back some of you earlier, but he wasn't there when you were away, you said he was almost gone. Where will the combat mecha go? What can it do?"
Hearing that Murong Xuan’s mecha was missing, Chen Feng was puzzled. Where would he go: "His mecha is so damaged, he shouldn’t run too far, maybe he wants to explore us. How is the battle going?"
"I don't know, I don't think he had anything on his hands when he came back. There should be no more fighting." He Wenyong clearly remembered that Murong Xuan came back with bare hands, and it didn't look like he went out to fight with others.
"Then don't worry about him, let's just wait for the results of the investigation." In that case, Zheng Zhirong felt that there was no need to worry about what Murong Xuan did. The most important thing to care about right now is who the pilot who was killed by Chen Feng was wrong. .
What Nangong Mengdie is more concerned about is that Murong Nanbo actively requested to lead the investigation. Given the fact that he has never dealt with him, will he make some conclusions that are unfavorable to Chen Feng: "Murong Nanbo took the initiative to request an investigation. The truth, what kind of medicine does he sell in the gourd?"
"Anyway, I lost my hand and killed someone, and I will accept whatever punishment will happen." Chen Feng felt that all the mistakes were his own fault. If he could control the frequency of shooting, it would be fine. There will be so much trouble now.
"Chen Feng, don't get excited, who makes them unwilling to say who they are from start to finish, then we can only deal with them by treating the enemy." Zheng Zhirong insisted that Chen Feng was not wrong, not because of an accident. He desperately denied himself: "Even Commander Guan said, your response is not wrong, if you blame them, blame them for not saying anything."
But Chen Feng still didn’t listen to Zheng Zhirong’s persuasion. He sat in his seat with his head down and kept blaming himself. At any rate, he had been driving the mecha for some time. How could he ignore the situation that the opponent’s mecha had been severely injured? The actual situation of the opponent launches an attack, and there will be no casualties at all.
Seeing that Chen Feng ignored his comfort, Zheng Zhirong wanted to wake him up and say it again, but was stopped by Nangong Mengdie: "Stop Zhirong, let Chen Feng be quiet."
"Hey, I'm afraid he can't think about it." Zheng Zhirong knew that Chen Feng would not listen, but he still wanted to try to prevent Chen Feng from blaming himself too much. I really couldn't tell the right or wrong of this matter. There was no need to blame everything. On your own head.
Nangong Mengdie sighed lightly. In fact, in the final analysis, the identity of the other party is the key. If he is important, Murong Nanbo will definitely add fuel and jealousy. He will do everything possible to make Chen Feng bear the serious crime: "Forget it, I hope this is The identity of the manslaughter pilot will not be too important, otherwise there will still be trouble."
Putting Chen Feng's four people in the room frowning without talking, Murong Nanbo lay leisurely in his office, drinking lemonade, and humming a few songs from time to time. It seemed that he was in a good mood.
After enjoying the delicious coffee, Murong Nanbo started to work slowly. He pressed the button to contact the medical center and asked the doctor in charge of examining the corpse to come and answer: "What is the result of the pilot of the unknown mecha? What is the cause of the death of the little bosses of the Creation Organization we are going to catch?"
"Report to the deputy commander. We have done a comprehensive examination of the two corpses. Both of them were burned to death because of the fire caused by the explosion of the mecha. There were no injuries on their bodies, so there will be no other causes of death." The doctor finished. After the military salute, he explained the results of his inspection in detail, indicating that both people in the cockpit died of the fire.
The doctor’s answer was entirely within Murong Nanbo’s expectation. He believed that with Murong Xuan’s method, it was impossible to have a problem with the cause of death. The reason for asking this sentence was to completely rest assured, and then he continued to ask whether his identity could be inferred from the body. : "Can you figure out the appearance and physical characteristics of the two? It should be possible with your technology."
"It can be partially restored. Although their corpses are more scorched, I can restore at least eighty to ninety percent." The doctor vowed to ensure that it is not difficult to restore the appearance of the corpse with the current technology. The trouble is There is no information to confirm the identity of the body.
"That's okay, you can restore it and submit it to me immediately. I have a photo of the little boss of the Creation Organization. After excluding him, I can concentrate on investigating who the remaining one is." Murong Nanbo nodded in satisfaction and ordered The doctor completes the restoration as soon as possible.
"Yes! Please wait one night, the deputy commander, I will report to you as soon as I have the results tomorrow morning!" The doctor closed the communication and turned back to the corpse room. He wanted to scan the bodies of the two corpses with an instrument, and then go to the laboratory to restore.
Murong Nanbo poured himself another glass of lemonade, and continued to lie down leisurely. The smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger and stronger: "Murong Xuan's plan is really good. Chen Feng now you should be dead. I really want to see. The scene of brothers fighting each other, I think it is wonderful."
Poor Chen Feng complained about himself in the room for a long time, and Murong Nanbo fell asleep early in the bed, without the tension of investigating the unknown mecha.
The next morning, Murong Nanbo was awakened by the sound of communication. In his confusion, he saw the computer on the desk constantly prompting communication incoming, asking him if he wanted to answer.
"It seems that there is a result." Murong Nanbo stretched his waist comfortably, letting his body stretch to the fullest before pressing the answer button: "How is the restoration?"
"Report to the deputy commander, the physical characteristics of the two have been basically restored, I will send it to you." The doctor respectfully showed the chip in his hand, which contains the data he restored all night last night.
Murong Nanbo actually knew who the two corpses were, but in order to better conceal people's eyes, he must make all the processes flawlessly: "Okay, you can pass it over quickly."