Investigators choose to throw the script in a shredder

"Well, it's the first time we meet, my name is Rijian Renzhi."

"Really? Your words don't seem to be credible~" Gojo Satoru raised his legs and frivolously pushed up his sunglasses, the rare color of his pupils was particularly eye-catching under the light, "Although from this snow field that suddenly appeared a century ago It attracts all kinds of people, but it’s too suspicious to be able to overturn the car impartially near the advancing route of the expedition team led by the best professor of our Miskatonic University—I Gojo Satoru.”

Li Jianrenzhi: "No, this is the only accident—"

"That is to say, is there an accidental part when you collided with us? Are you deliberately trying to spy on the internal information of the expedition team?"

"Can you please stop conspiracy theories! Mr. Wujo, you are actually finding fault on purpose!"

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

The louder and louder sounds stimulated the cochlea and woke up the person nestled in the blanket.

Nanami Mei rubbed the bag on her head, opened her eyes, and then was silent for half a second facing the scene in front of her, her blue eyes instantly lit up with yellow starlight: "Are you guys playing interrogation play? Can you bring me one?"

Gojo Satoru during the interrogation: "..."

The person under interrogation: "..."

"Does Qihai's uncle know that you are such a person?" Gojo Satoru asked the soul question.

Qihai Mei nodded calmly: "Of course I don't know! As we all know, jk always has three to 30 secrets that he can't tell his parents!"

"The interval is too big, and there is no such common sense at all, okay?" the middle man complained.

Gojo Satoru clapped his hands: "...Mei-chan, are you interested in applying for Miskatonic University? Our archeology needs a clever talent like you."

"Well, it's not impossible to think about it," Nanami Mei-chan thought for a while, and suddenly realized, "How do you know that my surname is Qihai and my first name is Mei-chan! Could it be——Mei-chan's fanatic fan! Seeing Mei-chan fainting on the side of the road , I can't help but be wild..."

"Stop," Gojo Satoru stopped Nanami Mei from running the train with her mouth full, in case she continued to babble something bad, "I know your uncle, Nanami Jianren, I spotted it when you were in a video call~ Nanami must Have I mentioned to you the most handsome and youngest full-time professor at the University of Dental Branches—I—Teacher Wutiao~”

"No, not at all." Without hesitation.

Nanami Mei's blunt answer stabbed Gojo Satoru in the heart.

Jiro Matsumoto, whose eyes were still closed, was pushed by the people inside, and said in a super low voice: "Hey, wake up Matsumoto, someone can take us to the snow mountain."

Matsumoto Jiro: There is no need to be so straightforward.

When Fu Heihui and Yu Zhang Youren packed up their things and returned to the car, the three of them who had closed their eyes just now had already had a lively chat with Gojo Satoru, completely unable to see the miserable state of losing consciousness before.

"Hey, let me introduce to you, these are my proud students," Gojo Satoru pushed the two young people in front of the three of them, "Megumi and Yuren, both of them are excellent members of the Gojo expedition team, don't be shy, Megumi Introduce yourself to Yuuhito, maybe Mei will become your school girl~"

"Really!" The pink-haired young man in an orange jacket brightened his eyes and said happily, "I am Knotabagi Yuhito, 20 years old this year, a third-year student majoring in archeology at Miskatonic University, and I joined the expedition team of Mr. Wujo for one year. It's halfway there, nice to meet you all!"

The prickly-headed young man in the dark blue jacket didn't show much expression, he just nodded politely to the people in the middle: "I'm Fu Heihui, a third-year student majoring in archeology at the University of Michigan."

[Renzhi in the middle: Wow, it's really you, who actually reproduced it exactly to be lazy. ]

[kp: Overhead, overhead, they don't have such things as spells. ]

[Nanami Mei: So, isn't there a chance to do something like that to Gojo Satoru! ]

[Matsumoto Jiro: Such and such things...]

[Rule of the Inner Man: It's time to wash away the shame! ]

"I'm the inner man. The jk who still insists on the sailor suit in the near-zero temperature is Nanami Mei, and the other hangover guy with a disfigured face is Matsumoto Jiro. Thank you for saving us who overturned in the snow." Li Jianzhi smiled at them in a friendly manner, "Speaking of which, we are really destined, and the names all seem to be Japanese!"

There was a smile on the face of Yuzhang Yourohito, and he said brightly: "Really, we are so destined!"

Jiro Matsumoto & Mei Nanami & Megumi Fukuro: This guy is too easy to fool...

The expensive snowmobile started again. The spacious interior is more than enough for six people, and the thermostat system operates stably.

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

Perhaps it was the forced karma of the inner man that played a role. The atmosphere in the car was very comfortable, with the inner man making fun of Yuzu Yuhito, and the investigators and members of the expedition team quickly became friends.

"So that's how it is. You are here to investigate the cause of the snow-capped mountains." The man in the middle tried to figure out their purpose, pretending to be worried, "But wouldn't it be too few if there were only three of you?"

"Teacher Wutiao is very strong, knowledgeable, and strong in force," Yuzu Yuhito said sincerely, and Bai Mao, who was driving the car, nodded frequently, "He claims to be a man who can be as good as a thousand."

"'Self-proclaimed' is redundant, Yuren!"

Fu Heihui: "The University of Michigan has a camp at the foot of the snow mountain. There are our classmates and teachers there. If you need help, you can also go there for help."

"Really, where can strangers like us go to ask for help?" Rijian Renzhi asked.

"This is your first time going to the 'Snow Mountain'." Fu Heihui glanced at Li Jianzhi and them, "Members of various organizations are stationed under the Snow Mountain, and the camps are scattered in branches. It is an open area without any legal protection, but There's a default rule there - whoever comes down from the snow mountain to ask for help, anyone who gets the request must lend a helping hand."

"That's a good relationship." Matsumoto Jiro felt that this rule can be used for free food and lodging.

The young man with the head of a sea urchin pursed his lips: "However, no one has been able to descend the mountain alive since a century ago."

[kp: Nanami Mei Psychology 601D100=? ? ]

[kp: Matsumoto Jiro Psychology 501D100=? ? ]

[kp: Psychology of Inner Governance 401D100=? ? ]

Matsumoto Jiro was still in a hangover, his head was groggy, not to mention his heart, he didn't even see Fu Heihui's face clearly.

The sober Nanami Mei and Rijian Renzhi saw it clearly. Fu Heihui only had exaggerated hairstyles, but his words were rigid, without wavering gaps or wandering eyes.

It's not something you're used to, but it's from the heart.

[kp: Qihai Mei's inspiration 851D100=36 difficult success]

[kp: Inspiration of Inner Ruler 801D100=81 failed]

[Nanami Mei: ... Tsk, it's a starting point for me. ]

[kp: A little monster. ]

"I remember reading a report before, saying that someone came back from the snow mountain and later died of tetanus. Didn't he come back alive from the snow mountain?" Qihai Mei asked puzzled.

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

"I've even heard the old news. Mei-chan has a lot of knowledge. Mr. Wujo is getting more and more optimistic about you~" Gojo Satoru, who was driving, said, "But that was the Thames 70 years ago. The outdated news published in the newspaper, Mei probably saw it in the collection of old newspaper clippings, but in fact, the person did not die of tetanus, but was infected with some kind of deadly germ, which had no cure at that time. He was dead from the moment he came down - it's just a matter of luck not being contagious."

"I struggled on the hospital bed for thirteen days before dying. I didn't say a single word. From my head to my whole body, I crumbled into mud—that can't be regarded as 'coming back alive'~"

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

"By the way, speaking of the incident 70 years ago, let me give you another piece of information. Megumi and Yuhito will also listen to it." Gojo Satoru seemed to have thought of something, and said with great interest, "At that time, there was a kind of It is said that the snow mountain is a sacred mountain that can judge people. The more upright and kind people are, the longer they live. On the contrary, the more sinful people are, the more painful their lives are. The condemned prisoner, with fifty lives at his hands, is the cruelest among the group of prisoners who were forcibly entered into the snow-capped mountains."

Nanami Mei and Matsumoto Jiro uncontrollably shifted their gazes to Rima Hitoji, their eyes were meaningful and full of sympathy.

The man inside was embarrassed: "Why are you looking at me, I don't have anyone's life on my hands!"

"Teacher Wujo, I have a question!" Nanami Mei raised her hand.

"Ask Mei~"

Nanami Mei: "What will happen if you go to the snow mountain for a thief?"

"Well," Gojo Satoru thought for a while, then sighed, "I'm sorry..."

The insider felt his heart tighten.

"Unfortunately, only criminals who kill people will die so badly," Wujo Satoru sincerely regretted, "Others will die at the speed of light due to various accidents when they step off the snow-capped mountains. The rule that Hui said is not out of humanitarianism Oh, but a necessary measure to break the curse."

"Can you speak without panting?" Li Zhongrenzhi slumped on the car seat, completely unable to read when he relaxed.

Nanami Mei shrank her neck: "Scary...are there no exceptions?"

"Of course there is," Gojo Satoru shook his hair confidently, "it is the most outstanding full professor of archeology in the world in front of you—Gojo! Go! Go!"

Fu Heihui quickly broke Wujo Wu's handsome performance: "Mr. Wutiao did go to the snow mountain when he was an associate professor and came back alive. That's why I joined the expedition team with Polygonum cuspidatum this time, but he wasn't alone. They survived together. There are three members of the famous armed detective agency in Germany."

"MO! Hui always says superfluous words! The teacher is angry! And most of it is my credit! I saved the three scumbags from the detective agency!" Earthworm-like traces were left on the ground.

[kp: You three are lucky. ]

[Nanami Mei: Why! ]

[kp: Because you are not wearing seat belts. ]

[Matsumoto Jiro: ... This reason cannot be refuted. ]

[kp: Nanami Mei lucky 201D100=1 big success]

[kp: Matsumoto Jiro lucky 151D100=63 failed]

[kp: inner man rule lucky 301D100=28 success]

[kp: You are so lucky, you can roll three different results in this way...]

[Jiro Matsumoto: Don't panic, play steadily. ]

[Nanami Mei: Ah!Accidentally overdrafted in advance and it was a big success!Forget it, apply for a subsidy! ]

[kp: ...beware of a knife on the head of color. ]

[Nanami Mei: Knife me, knife me! ]

The inner man hugged the back of the car seat, and Matsumoto Jiro was thrown on the car window with a flick of his tail, completely sober from the hangover.

Nanami Mei couldn't sit still, and slammed into the dark blue fabric on the opposite side.

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

"Bang—!"

The loud impact sound suddenly appeared, and even Gojo Satoru, who was driving, was startled suddenly: "What's the matter?"

Jiro Matsumoto tore himself from the window, sat back and fastened his seat belt, and then saw Megumi Fukuro move Nanami Mei away from him, the blond jk had a big bump on his head, his eyes were circling mosquito coils, and his mouth was still fascinated. Confusedly shouting "knife, knife".

Renzhi looked at Fu Heihui in disbelief: "Are your abdominal muscles made of steel?"

Fu Heihui shook his head, he untied his clothes, and pulled out a steel plate with a thickness of about five centimeters. There was a depression on the steel plate. Fu Heihui remembered that he hadn't put the steel plate in the clothes yet, and the curvature was the same as Qihai Yayi's skull. It fits perfectly.

"This is a defensive measure." Fu Heihui had a complicated expression, as if he didn't expect that defensive measures could also have an offensive effect.

[kp: I have said "a knife on the head of the color character" and I still don't listen. ]

[Nanami Mei: QaQ]

[kp: ...for the sake of your great success, your blood will not be deducted this time. ]

At 6:27 p.m., the temperature in the snowy area was 2°C, and there were still 10 minutes before it got dark.

Three two-person snowmobiles arrived at the foot of the snow-capped mountain. The destination was not the awe-inspiring snow-capped mountain, but a well-defined campsite.

"It's really interesting to say, no matter which direction you start towards the snow mountain, you will arrive at the snow mountain within 1.8 hours, and the location is still the same. Obviously, it doesn't make sense from the direction and distance. Geographers have to explain this phenomenon. I know how much hair has been sacrificed.” A curly-haired young man wearing a brown jacket got off one of the snowmobiles. He was about [-] years old, at an altitude of about [-] meters, and looked like an Asian face to please women. Shi Shiran parked the car in the open space and looked up at the towering snow-capped mountains.

A handsome young man in a red coat got off from the other side of the snowmobile, about 1.7 meters tall, with the same Asian face, but he didn't pay attention to the young man's words, but ran outside another snowmobile and knocked on the door : "Qingren, are you alright?"

"Call me 'PAPA', Don," said a weak voice as the car door opened, "it's okay, just a little motion sick."

"Mr. Baishi, let me help you. By the way, I'm sorry, my name is also Dun." The young man sitting in the driver's seat reminded him and helped him out of the car.

"Sorry, Nakajima-kun." The young man with a weak voice came out. His face was a little pale, but it didn't hinder his handsomeness. He had a charming beauty, which was a level recognized by everyone. He was taller than the white hair that supported him. The young man with slanted bangs was a head taller, and his imposing manner was more than a head shorter.

"No, I can understand," Atsushi Nakajima handed Haruto Shiraishi to Atsushi Shiraishi in a good-tempered manner, and then looked at the senior who had been in a daze, "Mr. Dazai, it's time to pack your luggage, so please come and help."

"No, I'm busy committing suicide due to snow blindness, Atsu-kun will go alone." The young man named Osamu Dazai breathed out a mouthful of white mist, and stared at the snow-capped mountains without blinking.

Atsushi Nakajima stepped forward to expose Osamu Dazai's lie: "Mr. Ranpo told me before he came that snow will not cause harm to people. You will not get snow blindness for a long time. Give up, let's clean up the armed detective agency first." The camp is going to be ready for climbing tomorrow.”

"Yada! You're going alone, I don't want to work!"

"You don't even hide it anymore, Dazai-san..."

"It's hard work for those who can!"

"...When he took me out, he clearly said, 'Aunt is the member with the lowest sense of presence in the detective agency. He is weak and useless. It doesn't matter if he accidentally hangs on a snow mountain'."

"One moment, another moment~"

"Mr. Dazai, where did your face go, why can't I find it?"

"Dun Jun suddenly complained so sharply!"

"... Now is the time to talk about such things? It's time to work, Dazai-san."

The third snowmobile was parked next to it, and two people came out of it.

"Hey, it's so cold here!" The boy with Eastern European features got out of the car with a bag on his back and rubbed his thinly clad arms. "If you want to hunt here, you need a bottle of vodka to warm up first."

"There is no vodka here, but there are extra clothes, you can put them on first." The orange-haired young man in the driver's seat took out a dark coat from under the seat. , but prepared in advance.

"Zhongye, you are so virtuous that you can already be married as a bride." Weisu was moved to tears.

"If you talk nonsense again, I'll beat you up, and I'll beat you up if you don't wear proper clothes." The orange-haired youth raised his fist and threatened.

Weisu puts on his clothes not because he is afraid of being beaten, but mainly because he respects his friends.

Zhongyuan Zhong also frowned and looked at the snow-capped mountains that were close at hand, then turned to Weisu and asked, "Are you going alone? If yes, I'll go with you. It's a bit dangerous there. I don't feel at ease if you're alone."

"Ah, I have a date," Weisu pointed out with his fingers, "Ruk, Jean, Anna, Ellis."

Chuya Nakahara: "Didn't you make an appointment with the time and place?"

Weisu looked down at the watch on his hand: "Strange, they should be here at this time, are they late?"

[kp: Weisu listening 501D100=8 extremely difficult to succeed]

The hunter who has been hunting in the wild all year round keenly captured the sound of breaking through the air from above, Weisu raised his head——

"Yohooooo!"

"Yo~~~~ Weisu~~~~"

The four parachutes moved from far to near, and there were four alive and kicking people falling below, and one of them shouted Weisu's name loudly.

Nakahara Chuya: "That's them?"

Weisu: "Well, that's them."

Nakahara Chuya: "It doesn't look...not normal."

Vesu: "I agree."

[kp: Weisu inspiration 751D100=83 failed]

Seeing the parachute getting closer and closer, Weisu stayed where he was. He felt that something in his mind was faintly under the water surface, but he couldn't figure out what it was after careful consideration.

"Hey hey hey! Get away!!!"

The reminder of the parachute was one step too late.

It wasn't until four parachutes submerged Weisu and Zhongyuanzhong that Weisu realized a simple fact—the parachute fell towards him, and he had to run!

Four rustic, bright, large flowers bloomed on the snowy ground, and kp shook his head when he saw it.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Mr. Wutiao is really getting more and more difficult to understand the recent performance art."

The handsome driver mumbled, turned the steering wheel, avoided the pile of bright "flowers" in disgust, and drove to the camp marked "Miskatonic University".

So far, the investigators have arrived.

--------------------

The author has something to say:

The introduction was finally over, and KP opened the gate to release the water, finally allowing these investigators to come to the starting point alive.

Then there is no need to put water.

感谢在2022-06-0623:48:04~2022-06-0723:58:28期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：shay40瓶；热爱咕咕的惠惠理想型、长眠灯20瓶；枕风听雨10瓶；nevionvat、雪碧5瓶；洛水十八街1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!