![]() ![]() (I was still using scan and visual to examine the scene, but I had a task group of my new intel drones circling above my head, supplying me with video.) Mensah acknowledged the report as received, but kept watching Indah, one eyebrow raised. Indah blinked, her gaze turning preoccupied as she read it. I converted my scan data, my query, and the comparison results into a report that humans could read and sent it to her feed address, with a copy to Mensah. Senior Indah looked annoyed, but then she always looked like that when I was around. Mensah exchanged a look with Senior Officer Indah. The comparison let me estimate a time of death. ![]() This was all data I still had in longterm storage. ambient temperature, lividity, and various other really disgusting things involving fluids that happen when humans die. I’ve seen a lot of dead humans (I mean, a lot) so I did an initial scan and compared the results to archived data sets, like human body temperatures vs. A broken feed interface was scattered under the right hand. THE DEAD HUMAN WAS lying on the deck, on their side, half curled around. ![]()
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