Chapter 1787

Whenever a complex problem in this world has a simple solution, it makes countless people who are constantly busy for it feel like they are complete idiots.

And this is not meaningless, because their busy work like headless flies provides fun for another group of people—those who know this is a village of fools, but still live here to observe the various states of all living beings.

When Lex saw the transparent cover in Bruce's hand, he didn't know what to say for a while, and Bruce angrily put the thing on the desktop with a "slap."

Lex leaned over to look, and only then did he see a small figure flying under the transparent glass cover. It was a mosquito.

This made Lex trance for a moment. He felt that this greatest detective in the world might have been driven crazy by the puzzle he couldn't solve.

Then, Bruce understood the fun of Schiller watching all this. Watching a genius ask "Are you serious?", "Why?", and "On what grounds?" with a confused face was really funny.

And if a group of people did this at the same time, the degree of fun would increase more than tenfold. So Bruce immediately gathered all the insiders and announced the answer to them.

"The Summer Killer is a mosquito."

Everyone was silent, and then there was a series of "Are you serious?", "Why?", and "On what grounds?" that both Bruce and Schiller were happy to see.

But the truth was unexpectedly simple.

Gothamites couldn't stand the scorching heat of midsummer and fell down one after another. Pamela also couldn't bear the bad weather, so she gave Lex two pots of guard plants she had newly researched.

These two pots of flowers had quite good eloquence, but after chasing Lex and biting him for two weeks, Lex took out his genius wisdom to improve the machine that controlled Cat Getan's weather. He could artificially control rain clouds to rain.

Note that the rain clouds Lex used were manufactured by himself, not naturally formed. The water inside was clean, had no chemical pollution, and had no components of acid rain.

And mosquito larvae live in water.

Cat Getan didn't have mosquitoes before, but the reasons were complex. On one hand, the temperature didn't meet the standard, and after the underground cold storage was built, it became even colder. The species of blood-sucking mosquitoes on the East Coast couldn't breed here.

On the other hand, there was a lack of water bodies for mosquito larvae to live in. The things contained in Cat Getan's water bodies—even if Mendeleev came, he could continue to write the periodic table for two million words. This was still a bit too advanced for mosquitoes.

Actually, logically speaking, the adaptability of insects is stronger than other animals. Cat Getan's sparrows can evolve to be as big as eagles, so mosquitoes should also be no problem.

But Cat Getan's poisonous water bodies poisoned the larvae of this type of creature, and the larvae weren't that strong. Mosquitoes lost their lives, and a very important part of reproduction—a stable environment for brooding—could be said to have been naturally eliminated.

But the sudden high temperature in Cat Getan brought an extremely hot midsummer. This wasn't a good thing for humans, but it became a paradise for other lives that had been silent for a long time, and mosquitoes were no exception.

And the subsequent rainfall perfectly satisfied the needs of mosquitoes to breed and multiply. Mosquito larvae, wrigglers, grew happily in clean, unpolluted water sources, and it didn't take long to grow into adults.

But Cat Getan's other animals and even plants were busy with their own things, so how could mosquitoes fall behind?

The water in the rain clouds manufactured by Lex had no chemical pollution, but all water bodies that could exist in Cat Getan were inevitably affected by the dark energy buried in the metal. So after the rain clouds existed for a few days, they still returned to the authentic old Cat Getan taste.

Once the number of mosquitoes increased, it was inevitable that a few lucky ones affected by this power would mutate, just like those sparrows and seagulls. But the uniqueness of the blood-sucking mosquito race was that its way of survival was to exchange body fluids with humans.

The mutated mosquitoes, according to their racial talent, started with full points in virology and bacterial transmission, and also evolved a toxin that specifically attacked the kidneys.

And they completely ignored the rule that talking about toxicity without talking about dosage is hooliganism. As long as the mouthparts pierced in, it was a must-hit like the will of the big universe, and the onset was fast and urgent, and there wasn't much room for rescue.

And the reason why those who were hit at the beginning were all members of the Twelve Families wasn't because of any conspiracy against gangs, but just because these families all had large gardens at home. They were really too hot, so they went to the garden to escape the heat. The more they went, the higher the probability of being hit naturally.

And it wasn't that the bottom-level people weren't affected, it was just that ordinary people couldn't attract much attention even if they died. There were many people in Cat Getan who died in strange ways every day. So what if they swelled up like Michelin tires? As long as they could be burned and the ashes scattered in the sea, it wouldn't be a big problem.

Only the gangs who lost important people made a fuss about this. Even when Bruce and Lex were conducting a series of complex deductions, some ordinary Cat Getan citizens had already discovered that it was a mosquito problem and started to organize anti-mosquito operations.

And Schiller discovered the truth in advance purely because of the cicada Victor found outside the office.

At first, Schiller did think it was a serial murder case and conducted a serious investigation. He didn't find any clues, and he just felt that the killer might have some special abilities.

But later, when he went to work at Cat Getan University, he found that Victor was raising that cicada in a transparent ecological jar, and then he was besieged by almost the entire group of teachers because that thing was really too noisy.

Others didn't find anything wrong, but Schiller discovered that it wasn't that the cicada species was noisy, but that this cicada and other cicadas outside the window were all a bit too noisy.

Taking advantage of Victor's absence, Schiller took out the cicada he was raising in the ecological jar to study it, and then he discovered that this small insect was very likely to have been polluted and mutated like other animals.

Pamela said before that the pollution of Cat Getan's soil came more from water pollution. All land where groundwater flows is very easy to raise hitting plants, so the insect known as the "17-year cicada," whose larvae are buried in the soil, is also very likely to have mutated due to water pollution.

This made Schiller start to think, had the insects that hadn't appeared in Cat Getan all this time gone extinct so quietly?

Of course, it couldn't be so simple. Again, the adaptability of insects is unique in the entire animal kingdom. It makes no sense that birds can adapt and mutate, but insects are kicked out of the arena.

The only possibility is that they have been lurking quietly, waiting for the climate to be suitable before breaking out on a large scale, and many insects are poisonous.

Inferring to this point, Schiller still hadn't locked onto a specific criminal suspect insect, but unfortunately, in order to fix the garden, Schiller had been active in the manor's garden these past few days, and his probability of being hit was also very high.

So, a few days later, a mosquito that threw itself into the net slammed into Gray Mist, and Gray Mist was startled.

Ordinary mosquitoes wouldn't try to bite Schiller because in their judgment, Schiller wasn't a human and was equivalent to non-existent. But the mutated mosquitoes in Cat Getan also possessed the attributes of Cat Getan animals, which was that they dared to touch anyone they met.

The mutated mosquito bit Gray Mist, but actually didn't bite anything, but was successfully captured by Gray Mist, and then Schiller knew who the so-called "Summer Killer" was.

After the successive deductions of Bruce, Lex, and Schiller, the criminal trajectory of this little criminal was finally completed for everyone. Simply put, mosquitoes hunted humans according to natural instincts, and stupid humans made a fuss about it, scaring themselves.

"You can't say it like that." Gordon touched his chin and stared at the small glass cover, then said, "The toxicity of this thing is still very fatal. It caused such a big mess when it bit locals. What if it bit tourists?"

"I think we should introduce anti-mosquito and mosquito control measures." Luo Yin stretched out a finger and said, "We have so many genius scientists, we can always find a way to eliminate mosquitoes, right?"

"I think preventing mutation is the priority." Bruce hugged his arms and thought, "Ordinary mosquitoes don't have such great lethality. As long as mutated mosquitoes don't appear, humans are safe."

"But in this ghost place of Cat Getan, even the plants raised hit people. How are you going to shield that ubiquitous dark influence?" Pamela turned and asked.

"Perhaps we can find a way to manufacture a city-wide water purification system." Lex proposed, "As long as we change the water diligently, we can ensure that certain toxins in the rainwater don't accumulate to a concentration that produces mutation, and naturally we can prevent the production of mutated mosquitoes."

"Is mutation hereditary?" Bruce frowned, "Perhaps we can work on the genetic level, so that mosquitoes with mutated genes cannot reproduce, which can well limit their number and harm."

"That's all too far away. What we need now is to eliminate these mutated mosquitoes." Luo Yin pulled the topic back to the main point and said, "We can't let them bite tourists and important people attending the music festival."

"It's too difficult to eliminate mosquitoes throughout the whole process. If it were in the early stage of reproduction, it would be fine. Now they have become a climate. Is it possible to kill them manually?" Gordon shook his head, appearing a bit troubled.

A sigh from Schiller interrupted the discussion.

Everyone turned to look at him, and Schiller also looked around at everyone else, saying, "Haven't you learned a truth from this case yet?"

"What?" Bruce asked.

"Nature is the most powerful killer. Her unintentional creations are much smarter than the most intelligent serial killers of humans."

"So?" Gordon still asked a bit puzzled, but Pamela seemed to have understood Schiller's meaning and nodded.

Schiller stood up from his seat, looking like he was about to leave. He looked back at the calendar hanging in the office and said, "Summer is almost over."

After saying that, he turned and left. Gordon and the others were still a bit confused.

But Pamela looked at the plants outside the window that were gradually no longer so lush. That piece of verdant deep green had become paler and darker, replaced by the mountains in the mist in the distance being dyed with gorgeous orange and purple-red bit by bit.

"Autumn is here, the Summer Killer won't live long."

Gordon suddenly realized, and Pamela said with quite a lot of emotion.

"Nature is indeed the greatest killer. In an instant, it can destroy a race, and then let them be resurrected in the next reincarnation, making life and death an art that exhausts the gorgeous imagination of life."

"And humans who pride themselves on being geniuses are just fools chasing after the rotation of the four seasons. This entire civilized society is just a small village in the endless mountains, rivers, and seas, a fragment of nature's viscera."

"And if one were to say the difference between humans who run around for her slight ripples and insects, feathers, scales, and armor, it is probably the realm that neither the green of all things nor the red of all living beings has ever set foot in—the Midsummer Night's Dream belonging to Gothamites in the summer of the village of fools."