As a coser, I passed through before I finished my makeup

The location of this church is not too far away. Although the taxi fare is a bit more expensive, it took me to the destination with the fastest speed.

I paid the money and got out of the car. After confirming repeatedly that there were no people following me, I entered the church with a small number of tourists.

It is now in a semi-abandoned state. There are no nuns and bishops in it. There are only mottled walls and statues of gods covered with moss.

It is said that the church here saved many children when the Yokohama War broke out in the past.So even if it is abandoned here, there will still be many witnesses and insiders who will come and see it during the holidays.

I took my seat in front of the altar, and the sunlight climbed gently on my chest through the stained glass.That message just gave me such an address, as for what to do when I got here, it didn't mention it.

I raised my head to face the sun, the direct light made me squint my eyes, and I suddenly felt that the fine cracked lines on the glass seemed to change into another form under the penetration of the light.

I rubbed my eyes and looked at—

No, the field of vision is too clear, but you can't see the whole picture.

I thought for a while, and took out the invisibility of my right eye, and the blurred vision made the pattern formed by the light and cracks obvious.

The traces on the flowers in the upper right corner can be vaguely recognized as the pattern of three small houses connected together—maybe it refers to this church?

The Gothic church where I am now has exactly three spiers from the outside, which looks like a pattern in abstraction.

Then go down from that direction, and it becomes a road map - the plan is up north, down south, left west, right east, then this direction is southwest.

Restoring the scale of the church pattern is about... 1:1202, so the total distance will be tens of kilometers?

Then go back to the way you came from just now, why do you have to sit here again?

I moved two rows back, and removed the invisibility on the other side.Under the blurred vision on both sides, the original floor plan suddenly became three-dimensional, and there was a more three-dimensional body under the three small houses, so the scale was reduced a lot.

Either up north, down south, left west, right east, or simply three-dimensional downward.

There are secret doors and dark rooms in the church.

My fingers slid along the void in the direction of the crack, and my mind recorded the drawing.

It's just contact lenses that don't work.

I didn't bring contact lens care solution, and the lenses that I had taken out would inevitably cause shock when I put them back in - I chose to throw away this monthly throw away.

If I knew it earlier, I would have bought daily disposables and brought a few more pairs with me.

I checked the phone battery.

61% - You gotta hold on, baby.

What I can't see depends on your camera function.

I threw the invisible kneading kneading kneading bar into the empty cup where the holy water was originally held.

The three-dimensional entrance is just behind the clock on the top floor of the lecture hall.

This place has been abandoned for too long. When I entered, I only felt a burst of dust blowing against my face. The gears behind the clock were rusty, and there was no possibility of it being used again—if you look at it from the outside.

I wiped the clock dial with my fingers, and the dust here did not fall naturally, but a thin layer of fine soil that was newly sprinkled on it not long ago.

Someone has been here before me.

I removed the outer gear, and under the light of the phone's flashlight, I saw a small keyhole inside.

If it comes to this lockpicking, I won't be sleepy.

The keyhole was very small, and the clip on my head was a little too big, so I had to pull out a wire from under the pile of things I just unloaded, and poked it in——

"Click", followed by a crisp sound, followed by the sound of metal collisions. After the ground shook slightly for a few seconds, I suddenly lost my feet.

Why is the door open at your feet!

The sudden sense of weightlessness and falling almost made me scream out loud. Fortunately, this road also has a humanized slideway for me, otherwise I would have to die if I fell directly!

——Speaking of this, I quickly pinched myself again and completed the task of checking my status every day!

The downward slope of the slide gradually slowed down. When I counted to 15, my feet finally touched a stable ground.

"Ahem——" I coughed a few times, there was less dust down here, but it couldn't hold back the dirt that came towards my nose and mouth when I rushed down.

When my butt was completely off the slide, the light inside suddenly turned on, and at the moment I was dazzled by the light, a book suddenly hit my head.

My God, is this some kind of mentally retarded institution?

A series of chain reactions made me a little annoyed. When I picked up the book, the manga pattern painted on the cover was very similar to the view of Yokohama in the sunset. The warm sun fell on this land, which was very beautiful.

It's just that there is no title on the cover. When I opened the title page, there was a string of cursive English handwritten in the lower right corner, which should be a name.

I take a closer look - Edgar Allan Poe.

Edgar Allan Poe.

It's Popo's book!

That is to say, this is Po Po's supernatural ability.So, if the person who came in wasn't a "disqualified person" like me or Zaizi, he would have stopped here.

If you want to get rid of Popo's supernatural ability, you must either have a brain similar to Ranpo, or have a force similar to Zhongye.

Is this Zaizi's trick?

I rubbed the edge of this mystery novel - I feel a little bit like a random walk.After all, Popo's books are all written for Ranpo, and...

I leaned over the pages of the book and smelled it, and there seemed to be a faint sweet smell.

No longer thinking about it, looking up inside, there seemed to be something on the table in the distance.

But this road is not so easy to go.

From the point of view of the author of the question, if it were me, I would not put the things to be conveyed outside in this way, but would find a more hidden place, where even if I knew it, I would not be able to easily A place of acquisition, a dark place under the lights...

Once again my eyes fell on this novel.

Pressing the spine of the book with one hand, I quickly flipped through the pages. After two passes, I found an extraordinarily thick page.I got stuck here, and when I saw that it skipped two pages, I knew it was two pages glued together.

It really kills two birds with one stone, it can hide something, and it can destroy the plot of the superhuman ability.In a rigorous speculative novel, if two full pages are skipped, it will be even more difficult for the reader to find out the truth.

There are too few people with open eyes like Ranbu.

I gently tore it along the edge of the page, and inside was a small piece of paper wrapped in a transparent sheet of unknown material.

Even if I look carefully, I know that this is the fragment of the "book" sent by Mr. Na Rituo.

Now, the above is densely packed with words that are so small that they are difficult to distinguish, all front and back.

Don't say it's Japanese, I can't understand it very well, even if it's Chinese, I can't do it!

The characters are too small and dense. I feel that they must be written with a special pen and a magnifying glass.

Through the transparent partition, I hold the pages of this "book" that are not as big as a palm in my hand.I guess the point of having me here is to keep this thing safe.

It's obviously safer to put it here, with heavy protection, but the reason why I have to come here to get it - can only be that I need to bring it.

It may be of great use in the future.

But where is it safer?

I touched the pockets all over my body. The clothes are all consumables. Who knows how long I'll have to wear them—it can't really be put in my underwear, it's too wretched.

Besides, the underwear also needs to be changed. If I accidentally drop it when I go to the toilet, do you think I should pick it up or not?

Fitting, fitting...

Oh hoo, stick to the body, stick to the body.

I understand.

I lifted up my trousers and pulled out the pocket knife buckled on my ankle. The blade looked sharp, and when I thought of it sticking to my body——

Hiss, I can imagine the pain.

But I know very well that I am not afraid of pain now.

I held the knife in my backhand, and the blade pointed in my direction - I almost forgot to unbutton my clothes, this set is so precious - although the coat belonged to other tourists, the shirt inside was mine!

I was a little nervous, but when I thought that I had already done such things as eyeball picking, I was afraid of this now?

Just don't know where to start.

chest?

I bulged my pectoral muscles - it doesn't seem to be very obvious, not as good-looking as my deltoid muscles, but the arms are not easy to operate...

Don't think so much anymore, pick an easy place to get it, just the abdomen.

Anyway, I also have the outline of abs, which is more convenient to draw.

I cut my own flesh along a line in the abdominal muscle, and stuffed the "book" through the transparent partition - it hurt so much that it didn't hurt, but it felt weird, something else entered Same body.

It's kind of creepy.

Fortunately, this small piece of paper is not big, otherwise I would have to dig out a piece of meat from my belly.

I took out Zaizi's necessary bandages from my pocket - I'm not as exaggerated as he is, I only have two... No, it's one and a half rolls, and he took half of the bandages off before we separated from Zaizi yesterday.

I pressed the wound and rolled the bandage around my abdomen.

Some blood seeped out along the layers of bandages, but it seemed to be under control.

I quickly put on my clothes and pants.

That's right, I took off my trousers just now, otherwise if this kind of blood gets on my trousers, people will think that I came to my aunt disguised as a man.

Image, pay attention to image.

After tidying up, I began to disassemble the structure of the darkroom along the three-dimensional drawings just now, and finally came to the conclusion that there is only one entrance and exit here, and I have to climb back!

Absolutely, who developed the place of genius.

I thought, this book must have been released yesterday.If it's Zaizi...

Pfft, I can imagine him climbing up with his butt up.

Sure enough, behind the handsome plan, there is a little price to prepare in advance.