They had supposedly come out together to investigate and solve a case, but once they arrived, Diana simply stood guard off to the side with her arms folded, while Harley looked around, wondering what she could take from the victims' home.
Kara wanted to help, but she lacked the relevant skills. After hesitating for a long while, she sheepishly pulled back her hand and merely watched Deathstroke perform an Autopsy Ritual on all four bodies at once.
As a Symbiotes host, and with Strangle being powerful enough, examining four corpses simultaneously was nothing. Even if the number were multiplied by a thousand, he could inspect them all in one go.
The cause of death was obvious: cranial trauma. Everything above their mouths had been melted away, and even their brains had been burned away without a trace.
Still, they appeared to have died quickly. Aside from the male homeowner, none of the others bore any additional injuries. They had been killed in a single blow, which suggested that the killer had at least shown a little humanitarian consideration.
At the very least, it was gentler than The Man Who Stopped Laughing's methods.
Though there was plenty of food on the table, the selection was simple: toast, several dishes of butter, some fried bacon, and fruit. A bottle of milk sat before each corpse, unopened and neatly placed there.
Su Ming had only seen this kind of milk in the Tom and Jerry cartoons in his previous life. It did not come in cartons, but in wide-mouthed glass bottles, delivered to one's door every day, with the empty bottles collected outside the next day.
He remembered that Tom and Jerry had fought over drinking milk for who knew how many episodes.
That reminded Su Ming of a joke. China had a