Investigators choose to throw the script in a shredder

Just when Inner Renzhi asked this question, the weather outside suddenly changed, from sunny to cloudy, cloudy to cloudy, and cloudy to light snow.

Bai Shidun, who had been watching out the window, blinked slowly: "Ah, it's snowing."

"Really!" Nanami Mei quickly dropped the bowl and chopsticks, and was the first to squeeze to the window, trying to stick her golden hairy head out of the window.

The next second, she felt a weight on her head, Nanami Mei and Shiraishi Atsushi were pushed back by Gojo Satoru at the same time, and before they could react, the window was closed by Gojo Satoru.

"It's not good if the rare sukiyaki is disturbed by the snow," Gojo Satoru winked at the investigator, "And it's dangerous to stick your head out at this time, the traffic law stipulates that you can't stick your head out while driving It's outside the window!"

"That's the traffic law, what does it have to do with our seeing the snow?" A question mark appeared on Qihai Mei's head, "Or is there something wrong with the snow?"

Dazai Osamu clapped while biting the bamboo wheel, his mouth blurred: "Mei&￥智能#@*The answer is#*..."

Atsushi Nakajima: "Excuse me, Mr. Dazai, can you eat the food in your mouth before talking, no one can understand what you say!"

"Gulu", Osamu Dazai swallowed the bamboo wheel: "It's not up to Dun-kun to tell me this."

Snowflakes were falling outside the window, shimmering in the dark light, like a grand white cold fireworks display.

"You can't touch the snow casually," Gojo Wu, who suddenly went online with Shi De, talked to the others, "I told you on the road that the snow on this mountain is very clean, even if you shovel some casually and pour it into the pot It can be melted in water, and it can be drunk directly without boiling, which is good for the human body, but this kind of snowfall is different."

"If you touch it on your own—"

Gojo Satoru's expression was particularly hearty: "I'm going to die!"

Li Jianzhi was a little broken: "Don't say such horrible things with such a refreshing expression!"

Absolutely a nightmare.

Gar Sanchez has his answer.

"This is not for providing supplies, it's more like a surveillance post," the blond American licked his lips, "There is a landline behind the wall, and the person in charge uses it to communicate with people outside the snow-capped mountains every day. The convenience store is just The appearance of diverting attention..."

"To put it simply, it is to spend money to buy peace," Weisu briefly concluded, and Ren had doubts, "But is it worth it? Isn't it more once and for all to arrange the communication phone in a place that is less likely to be exposed, and you don't have to sacrifice one every month?" Bad luck."

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

Gal shook his head: "I don't know the details."

[kp: Sulker Psychology 801D100=? ? ]

Garr's crudely concealed lies failed to fool experts in this field, and Rick easily judged that this person was dishonest.

"Since this is the case, we won't embarrass you," said Rick, handcuffing the handcuffs to other people, and using the handcuffs to further restrain Gal, who was bound by the rope, "Just calm down here and wait for us to come out from the next door , hoping to hear a different answer.”

Just like that, the investigator left Gal, who was unable to move, and Shi Shi ran into the file management room next to him.

The door of the archives room is a brown anti-theft door. Just the feel of knocking on the door tells Rick that the door has been upgraded with the most advanced anti-theft system.

"It looks like no one is coming to open the door," Weisu muttered, looking at the tour guide who fell at the end of the line, "Is there no one here?"

Salam looked a little trembling: "Yes, yes, the people here in the archives are basically otaku. They will not leave the house, and they can survive only on the food next door."

"But it doesn't mean that we knock on the door for so long and don't open it. Is it an accident or deliberately pretending not to hear?" The more Weisu said, the more itchy his fists became.

[kp: Don't just convict my npc by guessing. ]

Ruke patiently waited for his patience to wither, and then calmly took out his "crime tool" - a small iron wire that has read thousands of sails.

[kp: Ruke locksmith 801D100=33 difficult success]

The lock of the anti-theft door is not an electronic lock, and it is still within the range that a small wire can solve. Liuke successfully picked the lock with two or three hands.

Li Momo walked skillfully at the head of the team, without asking why, walking with wind under his feet and high spirits.

"There is no one here," Li Momo looked around the empty hall, and reported to the people outside, "But there is a corridor here, which is seriously used. People here should go somewhere through the corridor in the house."

"Go in and have a look." Liu Ke felt relieved, and followed the others into the building called "Archives Management Office".

Different from the inconspicuous appearance, the interior of the archive room is unique.

The gray and white marble floor is shiny and surrounded by bookshelves. Except for the place where they came in, there is only a corridor connecting here. Through the gap between the bookshelves and the bookshelves, you can see the cool-toned wallpaper on the wall. The investigators saw it Among the snow-capped buildings, the integrity of the archive room is the highest, and there is not even a spider web or a damp mold spot in the corner of the wall.

"At least it can be seen that the people here are very diligent in cleaning." Anna nodded with emotion.

Surrounded by many books and materials, the originally not-so-shabby tables and chairs looked weak and helpless. There were books spread out on the table, and a desk lamp was lit. The warm yellow tone added a bit of lively atmosphere to the place.

Alice looked at the coffee cup on the table, and touched the outer wall of the cup hesitantly: "The coffee is still warm, and people should still be here."

"Did you go to the bathroom?" Ruoke speculated, looking at the books on the table that hadn't even put the bookmarks away.

"Let's go inside." Rang pointed to the entrance of the corridor where people had clearly passed in and out.

It's all here, it would be a pity not to go in and have a look.

In the order of Li Momo, Zhongya Zhongya, investigator, and Salam, a group of people walked into the corridor.

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

There was a subtle human voice, and it seemed to be saying something that was hard to hear.

[kp: Sulker listening 401D100=76 failed]

"There is a sound, but it's too far away to hear clearly," Rick said to the others. "Stay alert, let's go closer and listen."

"Go."

Salam at the end of the line began to worry about whether she could get out alive. She wondered if she could succeed if she escaped now—she didn't want to come in!

But when she thought that the Frenchman called Jean would deal with Anthony in the restaurant neatly, without even listening to a word of excuse, she felt scared——Salam didn't dare to bet, replacing Anthony with himself who wanted to retreat halfway, that Will the French move make any difference.

This corridor only has an upper and lower structure. Except for the collected books from Xueshan and the materials transferred from other places, there are only mountains of books and seas of books and... a child! ?

He has a standard European appearance with blond hair and blue eyes, and he also wears a neat mountaineering suit indoors. Only his height does not look like an adult, and he looks like he has undergone systematic education.

"I told you, I don't know if there is anyone here you are looking for!" The voice of "Children" was slightly sharp, "It's fine to come to the snow mountain to find someone. I have seen a lot in the past two days, but what are you looking for?" The people who have been registered as lost and died outside, I am just the administrator in charge of this archive room, and I am not the priest who can contact heaven..."

Opposite the archivist stood three men, one of whom looked prim and well-bred, holding a pipe, puffing and listening to the others.

The only female among the three is slim, with long black hair hanging down her head. From the perspective of the investigator, she can only see her back, but beauty is not limited to her face. Even if she can't see her face, she can only guess Can know what kind of beauty she has.

Another man with the same height as the archivist took a step forward to the archivist: "Then give me all the information on the girls who have been trafficked in these years, and I will find it."

The archivist's voice became even more irritable: "Do you think I know everything! Let alone that I have only been in this ghost place for two days, do you think that there can be such an amount of information covering all crimes here? I can know everything here in two days Do you have all the information? Why should I come to this kind of place if I have this ability!"

"That's not certain," the woman frivolously twirled her hair with her fingertips, and said casually, "It's not uncommon here to send people to hell just for the sake of mood, and it's not impossible for you to find fault on purpose."

[Ru Ke: Tsk tsk tsk, this woman is deliberately sowing discord. ]

[Weisu: Generally, such a person will be the first to be stabbed in the beginning of a horror film. ]

[Anna: It is not an example of not living to the end. ]

[Weisu: Those are all bad movies, bad movies. ]

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

Several people in the quarrel noticed the investigator's arrival, and they stopped arguing unconsciously because they were inferior in number.

The archivist who was surrounded in the middle finally had time to cut his hair, and then politely said to the investigator: "Is there anything you can do for your visit? Sorry, I am a little inconvenient right now."

She used the sight line to define the area of ​​"inconvenience".

Catching the line of sight of the administrator, except for the older and rigid man who turned his face slightly, the rest of the men and women did not dodge.

"Are you here to find someone?" Weisu said carelessly what he had just eavesdropped on.

Weisu's words startled them, and then all three nodded hesitantly.

[Ru Ke: Tsk tsk, I bet, there are people who go straight down here and want to deliberately blend in with the line. ]

"That's a coincidence," Weisu joined happily. "I'm also here to look for animals. A red fox has just gone up the mountain recently. There are rings on its feet. It should be captured by surveillance..."

[Anna: It's a pity that Vesu is a mudslide. ]

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

"Are you kidding!" the shorter man interrupted Weisu with a stinky face, "Don't make trouble here, I have more important things to deal with first, I don't have time to entangle you, if you don't know, tell me those Where is the information, I will find it myself."

The archivist rolled his eyes impolitely: "Do you really think this is your home? Forget it, the entry and exit information is on the No. 13 shelf from the right of the door, and the fourth column from bottom to top is The tenth column is the file of entering the snow mountain, and the file of the unidentified corpse is also next to it, so you can go and see it if you want."

Thinking of what he saw outside, the shelves were full of paper materials, and he immediately realized that the administrator was deliberately embarrassing others.

Smelling the bloodshed, Liuk immediately took out a handful of melon seeds from his pocket and started nibbling expectantly.

But his expectation of watching the excitement quickly fell through, and the man just dropped a sentence with a straight face: "If you cooperate so early, there is no need to waste so much time."

After finishing speaking, the man didn't give the investigators an extra look, and walked straight to his target with timid steps.

The archivist gritted his teeth: "Damn it, I'll have to work hard to sort it out later."

The young dark-haired woman looked at the investigator curiously, her blue eyes kept smiling, as if seeing some interesting gift.

"Hi, my name is Beryl. We are destined to meet each other in the snow mountain~" The black-haired and blue-eyed woman introduced herself to the investigator with a smile. She was very friendly. If not for the investigator, everyone would have seen her Because of this, I really think she is a friendly and harmless beauty, so I have a good impression of her——

The Frenchman stepped forward and held Beryl's hand: "Hi, Miss Beryl, I am so lucky to meet a beauty like Miss Beryl in this kind of place~"

There is a guy here who covets beautiful women even if he sees through others' true colors.

Investigator: ...Why did I forget, there is one of them who has a similar attribute.

Just let them both kill each other.

Light snow turns to heavy snow, and heavy snow turns to blizzard.

The snowflakes are all over the sky and the cold wind is falling, the window visibility is infinitely close to zero, and the outside is now minus 28 degrees Celsius. If the snow melts a little bit tomorrow, the temperature will drop below the [-]-degree mark.

"Back to the topic just now," Osamu Dazai threw a firewood into the fireplace, "I don't know why Gojo-kun came to the snow mountain, but the first time I came to the snow mountain was to solve the mystery of the snow mountain."

"But you also saw it in the end, it's a pity." Osamu Dazai shrugged relaxedly, not seeming to care.

Gojo Satoru didn't give in too much: "You are young and energetic, who hasn't thought about going to the snow mountain to eat hot pot, go to the Antarctic to eat skewers, eat ice cream in the desert... and the title of 'No.1 in prehistory who returned from the snow mountain where no one survived' Don't you think it's explosive!"

Qihai Mei said honestly: "Just hearing you say this title, I feel that life is hopeless."

"Are you No.1?" Rima Hitoji felt that he had grasped a blind spot, "Didn't you go down the mountain with Dazai-kun? Which of you went down the mountain faster?"

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

The atmosphere in a small room is changing rapidly, and I saw that the two people who were relaxed and freehand just now were particularly childish and stubborn: "Of course it's me! / I run faster~"

Wujo Wujo was condescending: "What's so hard to say, as long as someone looks at our height difference, it will be clear at a glance. It is obvious that I went down the mountain earlier."

Osamu Dazai had a half-smile: "It's because you are too tall, Gojo-kun, and you couldn't see the pebbles under your feet, so you tripped and fell. Of course, I went down the mountain first."

"Making things up is not what a good boy should do, Dazai-kun."

"You are Wutiao-jun, it's too embarrassing for the people's teacher to do anything for a title."

[Renzhi in the middle: Wow, these two are so small-minded. ]

[Nanami Mei: Let's fight, let's fight! ]

[Haruto Shiraishi: emmmmm, don't make your expressions too obvious, you will be beaten if you are found out. ]

[Renzhi in the middle: What are you afraid of, give him a beating! ]

[Matsumoto Jiro: Rounding up is also your fault. ]

[Shiraishi Atsushi: Speaking of which, Gojo Satoru is not the strongest now, without the invincibility buff, is there a possibility of being ○? ]

[Haruto Shiraishi: What word did you say that needs to be silenced? ]

[Nanami Mei: Yes, but the loss outweighs the gain by demolishing the bridge before our river crosses. ]

[Bai Shidun: As long as there is a chance, Dice Niang will stand by my side. ]

kp: Oh, what a beautiful idea.

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The author has something to say:

Yuanshen Dingyou and Puyuan, ten consecutive flashes of gold, haven't had time to be happy, wow——It's a bow and arrow with a careful heart.

……hateful!It's crooked again!

感谢在2022-06-1623:58:50~2022-06-1801:03:37期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: 2 thanks for liking the old man; 1 thank you;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：向佑55瓶；红角不熟、洛洛20瓶；只要熬不死就往死里熬10瓶；1d100、极光、洛水十八街、白乆1瓶；

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