Caesar looked at the blocked earth burning scene in front of him, patted Eddie's head and jumped down, but before the soles of his feet touched the charred ground, he stopped at a low altitude under the control of some mysterious force.

"Young Master, are you?"

Eddie opened his eyes wide for no reason, but after Caesar waved his hand, he could only stand still and watch.

Caesar was suspended in the air ten centimeters away from the ground, as if stepping on the floor of the empty air, and walked step by step to the center of the burning site.

At that time, dusk gradually disappeared, the sky above my head turned in dark blue, and the night quietly enveloped the city. The street lights on both sides of the street turned on and lit up after the sizzling sound, and a slightly dim beam of light fell on the alleys and walls full of burning marks on the scene.

Eddie said softly as a narrator: "This is the first place of the incident. Just three days ago, two Stark Industrial R&D employees returned home. When they passed by here, they were attacked by unknown people. At that time, the only public camera in the area here was broken. Only ten minutes later did someone call the police. But when the police arrived at the scene, the area within ten meters of the scene was burned by fire and it was temporarily judged that explosives with high explosive combustion and other effects were detonated, so that no evidence or clues could be found."

"You said two employees were attacked, but why are there only three people here?"

Caesar pointed his little finger at the charred wall, where there were three vague contours, which were engraved on the wall as proof of his existence before him.

"There are rumors that the third shadow belongs to the evil spirit." Eddie spread his hands and said casually.

"I have seen both evil spirits and souls, but they are not like this."

Caesar's little face showed a hint of coldness, revealing his maturity and stability beyond his age. He looked down and glanced at the scene area beneath him reflected the colorfully patterned transparent pupils.

Observing everything subtly and subjectively, in fact, not only can predict the short-term future—

Remains on site, burning marks, particles in the air...

After counting all the information you see into data, Caesar's brain at this time, with the continuous supply of energy in his body, turned into a supercomputer, using various equations and thinking concepts to deduce what happened in the past.

Soon, those scenes that existed in the past were presented to Caesar one by one as time went by.

"It's true."

After a while, Caesar nodded thoughtfully, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his little mouth.

"Young Master, what did you see?" Eddie scratched his head in confusion. He could not see anything at all, and there was no way to use toxins in his body.

Caesar snorted softly and said in a tender and confident manner: "It's almost the same, but if you want to determine the direction of the raiders' escape, you can't do it with the potential information given by this location."

"Why?"

"Because the raider exploded, he and the two employees erased from this world."

Caesar's words shocked Eddie, causing new doubts and said: "But there were no traces of explosives being used on the scene."

"Are you really stupid or you're just a stubborn person? Who said you had to have explosives to explode yourself - what if the raider's body was the source of the explosion?"

Caesar finished speaking unhappily and no longer planned to stay here, so he walked directly towards the motorcycle.

Seeing this, Eddie hurriedly followed, his body and brain power could not keep up with the rhythm, and continued to ask in confusion: "Young Master, where are we going?"

Caesar's face was calm and said unquestionably: "Are there any other locations that were attacked? Check them one by one."

In the following time, Eddie took Caesar and drove a motorcycle around the streets, checking the locations that were first to third raids. The scene was clean and neatly destroyed the corpses, and the charred area seemed to have no clue.

Caesar's eyes grew brighter and brighter until he arrived at the fourth place, which was the place where the latest employee attack occurred yesterday.

"Catch you."

Caesar murmured to himself, holding a small piece of iron that had been fused to his hands from a corner not far from the scorched earth area.

If the terrorist organization targeting Stark Industry will send cannon fodder soldiers to carry out attack missions every time, it will be too difficult to find clues.

But obviously, after the first few perfect successes, their courage finally became a little bit bigger. It was not the Dead Soldier who carried out the fourth attack mission. This time the "self-destructor" killed the mission target and escaped from the scene.

Caesar looked at the small iron block in his hand seriously. He did not need detection tools. His eyes were far less unsolvable than any scientific laser scan. At this moment, he seemed to see invisible long lines following invisible traces.

"Eddie, come on!"

This time, Caesar did not sit back on Eddie's shoulder, and his floating little body trembled slightly, and then his back accelerated and rushed out as if he was carrying a rocket vehicle on his back, rising more than ten meters high, and quickly accelerated to the speed of sound to fly into the distant night sky.

Eddie was stunned. He looked at the motorcycle parked beside him, then at Caesar who was about to go away, ran and chased the figure in the air, and he still muttered, "Toxin, help!"

"knew."

With the toxin snorting coldly, Eddie's front foot had just taken a step, and his back foot was wrapped around a layer of black cuticle, forming a muscle and shell with a strong visual impact.

He squatted down, then kicked his feet, bouncing with a full impact, and the cement floor was dull and cracked several cracks, and circles of white dust waves spread out in a wave-like manner.

Eddie's two-meter-tall black armed body shot out like a missile. During this period, he flexibly used the help of a lined building as a pedal and sensuously chased Caesar, who was flying at the sound at high altitude.

Ten minutes later.

Queens, charming bar.

The explosive loud sound of the inner dance hall shakes the eardrums. Under the colorful neon flash lights, a group of mature and beautiful girls dancing indulgently with shirtless men, wearing sexy waitresses, carrying wine back and forth.

The black-haired young man pushed the door and let the sound waves hit him. He lowered his head and sighed at the boy sitting on his shoulders, "Young master, can you slow down next time? Don't bring such a person when you hurry on your way?"

This is not exactly Eddie and Caesar. They crossed more than ten kilometers in a short period of time and arrived in another jurisdiction in New York.

"Don't talk nonsense, he's here." Caesar looked coldly at the crowd in the bar dance hall.

"Is the fourth prisoner who raided Stark's staff?"

Eddie whispered seriously, lifted his spirits, pushed away his hands and began to penetrate deeper into the crowded inner world of the dance hall.
Chapter completed!