Chapter 2717

"Isn't this sealing gel?"

Both of them recognized the true face of this thing at the same time. Parker said, "This thing is used for emergency repairs. For example, if the space station has a hole that might cause oxygen loss, then take this thing to seal it. It can be considered a very easy-to-use and low-cost sealant."

The black scientist also nodded and said, "This is a very cutting-edge technology, developed by China. Compared with other quick-drying sealants, its greatest advantage is low cost. The cost of one bottle is even less than three dollars. It doesn't hurt to spray a few bottles casually."

"But why is it in this state? Isn't it glue?" Seeing Natasha wiped her hand clean on the wall somewhat disgustedly, and then said, "It feels like that kind of weird alien parasitic creature... Wait, it isn't, is it?"

"Unfortunately, it is," the black scientist said. "This is a peripheral product of the symbiont 'God Tower' developed by China. Although I don't know how the scientists over there thought of using alien biological cells as sealant, the effect is indeed good."

"You mean someone sprayed a circle of this thing on the door frame inside?" Parker thought for a while and said, "Why would he do this? Doesn't he know that the door at the level of the energy hub room has 100% airtightness as long as it's closed?"

"Do many people know about this?"

Parker thought for a while, shook his head, and said, "Speaking of which, not many people really know. The power department has many repairmen who deal with all kinds of electrical facilities every day, so they can basically understand the various facilities in the space station. Many other departments don't go out much, so it's normal not to understand."

"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 run out along this hole," the black scientist said.

Seeing Natasha said her speculation while touching her chin.

"First, this gel was sprayed on the other side of the door, and it was to prevent oxygen from running out of the hole. That proves that after the hole appeared and before we came here, besides that unlucky technical worker, someone else had been here."

"Wait, why can't it be that technical worker who did it?" the black scientist said.

"Why would he want to break the photovoltaic integration device?"

"Because he wanted to come back... Oh, right, if he could drill into the room through that hole, then he would just open this door directly and walk from our side. But the gel shows that this door hasn't been opened. That is to say, the person who sprayed the gel returned the same way."

"So there was very likely a second person on the scene at that time," Seeing Natasha said. "We have other evidence. For example, since this door hasn't been opened, how did that technical worker come back after destroying the photovoltaic device?"

"Of course, someone saved him."

"Then who saved him? Where is this person now? Has he stood up to describe the situation at that time? Has anyone witnessed the process of him dragging the technical worker back? Can that technical worker recognize him?"

The other two fell silent. Seeing Natasha said, "Don't blame me for always using agent thinking to think about problems. It's just that you guys always take many things for granted, and the key to the problem is hidden in these details."

"You mean someone else destroyed the photovoltaic device and the energy hub, and that technical worker is just an unlucky scapegoat?" The black scientist followed this line of thinking.

"If that's the case, he might have first deceived that electrician to the side of the photovoltaic device, then used some pre-prepared things to blow up and burn the photovoltaic device and the energy hub. After the electrician wakes up, he will think he did it himself."

"This step obviously doesn't make sense," Parker said. "How could the electrician think he did it? Doesn't he even know what he has and hasn't done?"

"Normal people certainly wouldn't not know," Seeing Natasha said. "But what if his mental state was already bad? What if someone hypnotized him?"

Parker just wanted to say how could there be such a thing, but he thought about it. There were so many demons and monsters in this world, so it wasn't strange that someone could do this.

"But some things might be beyond his control," the black scientist continued. "For example, the ceiling was blown into a hole. I guess this should be an unexpected situation beyond his expectation."

"Right, I think so too," Seeing Natasha said. "In essence, he might not have wanted to destroy the ceiling of the space station, but this accident happened, so he had to find a way to save it."

"Why?" Parker asked.

"Oxygen."

Seeing Natasha and the black scientist said in unison, and then Seeing Natasha explained, "This proves that the other party isn't a robot that doesn't need oxygen to survive on the space station. As you said before, if there is such a big hole, the speed of oxygen loss in the space station might be several times what it is now. Then I'm afraid they would all suffocate before any rescue arrived."

"So the first thing he did after discovering this hole and not being able to determine the airtightness of the door was to find this sealing gel to ensure that oxygen wouldn't really run out from this hole, thereby threatening his own life."

Parker nodded, feeling it made sense, and then he asked, "If the figure you just hit and this mastermind are the same person, then why did he come back again?"

"This accident must have led to other accidents," Seeing Natasha was experienced as an agent. She said, "It's ridiculous to say, but I've seen countless meticulous and perfect conspiracies fail completely just because of one small accident. For example, it happened to rain one day, the tide happened to rise somewhere, or even a strong wind blew one day."

"If it were just this one simple accident, there would still be room for recovery. But what I'm afraid of is that when a perfectionist encounters an accident, they are too eager to make amends, wishing they could rush back to the scene to erase the differences between the accident and the plan, and then they get caught by us."

"It seems this mastermind is also such a person," Parker hummed and said, "I'm afraid it's the fact that the ceiling was blown open that became an accident he couldn't accept. He came back, perhaps also wanting to erase the influence."

"Shall we go up and take a look?" Seeing Natasha proposed.

"No, Sophia's side is already preparing to set off," the black scientist said. "They are going to fly the ship to the other space station, so it's better to let them take a video or photo again, compare it with the ones you took before, and see if this mysterious person left any traces."

Seeing Natasha accepted this proposal. The three of them returned to the original office. At this time, the scientist team had already set off. Very quickly, the photos were sent to their hands.

Parker and the black scientist looked at them first, but really didn't see any difference. Seeing Natasha waved her hand and started an agent-level comparison, and finally found the difference in two photos with almost the same angle.

"Look here," Seeing Natasha pointed to the lower left corner of the picture. There was a shelf of the photovoltaic integration device that hadn't been completely burned, and something seemed to be missing there.

Enlarging the picture again and again, Parker gradually widened his eyes.

"The metal buckle of the safety rope!!!"

Parker was almost roaring. He was too familiar with this thing. Any employee who went out to work was strictly ordered by him to buckle it well, buckle it tight, and buckle it right. After all, this thing concerned the safety of the personnel working outside.

"Didn't they say there was no safety rope?" The black scientist said somewhat surprised. "Didn't that electrician want to break the photovoltaic integration device to attract others' attention because he didn't have a safety rope? Could it be that he just brought a buckle up?"

"How is that possible? This thing is connected to the safety rope. You can't take it off even if you want to," Parker gradually straightened his body and said somewhat incredulously, "Think about it, who would bring a buckle up for no reason?"

"That is to say, that electrician took the safety rope???" Seeing Natasha was also somewhat surprised. She said, "That is to say, the reason he destroyed the photovoltaic device doesn't hold water at all, which further confirms our previous guess."

"But shouldn't it be he himself who said he didn't bring the safety rope?" The black scientist questioned again, "Otherwise, where did we get this news?"

"It's possible that someone deliberately spread this news, but it's not difficult to make this electrician believe he didn't bring it," Seeing 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 who did it, which means there is a... psychology master beyond our cognition."

Parker stared closely at those two photos. The buckle that Seeing Natasha had taken a photo of when she flew out earlier was still hanging there, while the buckle in the photos sent over later had disappeared. That is to say, this mysterious person came for a trip just to take the buckle away.

"This might be one of the flaws caused by the accident," Parker said. "He found that the space station was blown a hole above, which might lead to rapid oxygen loss, so he rushed into the room in a hurry and sealed the door."

"This link was likely not in the original plan, and he couldn't have carried the airtight agent with him. He probably found it on the spot. This would definitely waste a lot of his time, causing him not to have enough time to clean up the scene after going up."

"Right," Seeing Natasha nodded and said, "Didn't they say there would be an inspection team? If the inspection team's ship flew over his head, it would all be exposed, so he had to hurry. In a moment of anxiety, he might have forgotten to deal with the safety rope."

"I just said Aux isn't that kind of person!" Parker hammered the table hard and gritted his teeth, saying, "He has good technology, is very professional, is a reliable big guy, and is also a good husband. He wouldn't be clumsy like those reckless newcomers, and it's even more impossible for him to deliberately break important equipment. He was wronged!"

"These pieces of evidence should be enough to help Aux clear his name, but the most important thing is to catch that mastermind," Seeing Natasha's face was a bit heavy. She said, "If the other party is really a psychology master, he might be very difficult to deal with. We have to be prepared."

Parker then remembered and said, "Psychology master? Oh, right, don't we have a psychologist? Where is Dr. Schiller?"

Schiller lit a cigarette.

The fat man paralyzed in the corner was pale, almost trembling into a puddle of meat. He said in a sharp voice, "It's Balk! He's the one who made me frame everything on Aux! This has nothing to do with me, you can't kill me!!!"

Schiller walked over, grabbed his collar, and lifted him up, punching him unconscious.

Letting go, Schiller bit his cigarette and turned around. He seemed to have thought of something, and then turned to look at the unconscious deputy chief engineer.