Investigators choose to throw the script in a shredder

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

The man with the face that everyone owes him 800 million is picking and picking on the bookshelf, his brows are tightly frowned, which makes the originally pretty good appearance extra sharp and unapproachable.

At least for now, when he returned to the hall from a place where he was inconvenient to speak, the others deliberately distanced themselves from him and gathered around the administrator's table.

The administrator lady skillfully poured the still warm coffee into the sink, then took out a sealed thermos cup from under the table, opened the cup and took a sip before talking to others again.

"I'm sorry for being rude just now, because someone broke into a database that is not open to the public without authorization, so I was a little out of control for a while," the administrator said in a gentle tone, "I am Sano Serkett, the archives manager who came here two days ago I am not yet proficient in the business here, so some deficiencies cannot be avoided, but please do not make decisions without asking, take it without asking, rummaging through boxes and cabinets!"

Weisu rolled his eyes around, fixed his gaze on the man who was looking for books everywhere, and said clearly: "Oh, they are thieves."

"Cough, correct me a little bit," said the staid-looking middle-aged man, "I'm not one of the 'thieves' you mentioned."

The middle-aged male has brown hair and a high nose bridge. He wears the most decent clothes considering the temperature range. It can be seen from his gestures that he has a very high level of education and etiquette.

"My name is Trigovi Hild, and I came here to study history," Trigovi paused, "I want some historical records about the snow-capped mountains, and at the same time, I want to find someone's information for the little friend I met at the place where I stayed. .”

[kp: Inspiration. ]

[kp: Weisu inspiration 751D100=92 failed]

[kp: Anna inspiration 701D100=75 failed]

[kp: Sulfur inspiration 801D100=29 difficult success]

[kp: let inspiration 601D100=58 common success]

[kp: Ellis inspiration 501D100=36 normal success]

Jean and Ellis have heard of this name before. In a magazine that publishes relevant materials on history, Trigovi’s name was once introduced. He is an authority on history in modern times. The person in front of him perfectly coincides with the photo published in the magazine. It is indeed me.

Ruk is more familiar with Trigovi's surname. It is a wealthy family that impresses him. The head of the family has an older brother who is obsessed with history. His name seems to be Trigovi.

"It's really lucky to meet a famous person in the snow-capped mountains." Jean bowed slightly to Cui Gowei as if returning the gift. "A historical authority like you has come here from thousands of miles to study history. Is there anything here that interests you?"

"Those are just false names from the outside world," then Trigovi nodded frankly, "but there are indeed things that interest me here. When I was researching history, I found that a group of Nordic expeditions had harvested enough to shake the situation in Europe. , when passing through the snowy land at that time—that is, the country named Japan, the global temperature dropped sharply, and the snowy mountains fell. People are curious—so the old man decided to come here to confirm it in person.”

Ellis asked: "But this place is very dangerous. People who enter the snow-capped mountains never come back. Did you insist on coming here after knowing this?"

"Yes," Trigovi stroked his beard without haste, "This old man is 48 years old, if this old man can live to be a hundred years old, he has 52 years left to live, but it's just that he can't confirm the mystery of the snow mountain." It’s only 52 years, it only increases the trouble.”

[kp: Sulker Psychology 801D100=? ? ]

The scholar's expression is natural and frank, and his tone has the candor unique to ivory tower personnel. Under the traditional gentleman's demeanor, endless curiosity is burning restlessly.

Liu Ke joined the conversation with squinted eyes: "Mr. Hilde, your inquiry into history is admirable. By the way, who is the little friend you mentioned just now? Maybe we can be of some help."

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

Cui Gewei did not refuse, showing a gentle smile: "Thank you for your help, which friend I just met in the snow mountain, he is a young man with insights in the spiritual field, but he was broken when he just entered the snow mountain The left leg is inconvenient to move now, so I have to ask the old man who shared the room with him to stop by and ask. As for the person you are looking for, it is not good to reveal other people's privacy without authorization. Let that little friend tell you in person .”

Cui Gowei glanced at the man who was buried in looking for information: "I will tell him the truth when I go back."

"Hey, does the old man still have this hidden secret?" The beautiful woman named Beryl raised her long hair frivolously, "I just saw this building and walked in. As for my identity, I can't tell the truth. Personal information, don't worry~"

[Weisu: Hey, mysticism, can I inspire her identity? ]

[kp: ... you try. ]

[kp: Weisu inspiration 751D100=70 normal success]

Weisu had never seen the face of the woman in front of him, but suddenly, Beryl's name evokes a memory in him. He was shopping for treasures in the black market, and at the same time chatting with the vulgar businessman next to him. She was talking about a tertiary movie actress with an explosive figure, with nothing but her face and figure.

Weisu looked at Beryl's smiling face again, and compared her behavior of flirting with fire just now, it was a little OOC for "a tertiary movie actress with big breasts and no brains".

"What are you doing, it turned out to be such a trivial matter..." Sano muttered and took out a thick book from the shelf and handed it to Trigovi, "Here, this is the record book of events recorded in Snow Mountain, which simply records the events It’s a photocopy, along with the latitude and longitude coordinates, so you can take it out if you want.”

Cui Gowei finally bound the rough book with both hands, with a particularly satisfied expression: "Thank you for your righteous deed, the old man will cherish this book!"

"As long as you don't say hello and just follow into the library," Sano waved his hand nonchalantly, and then glanced at Belial unkindly, "Also please don't just walk around casually while watching the excitement, this is a snow mountain , If you walk carelessly, you will lose your life."

Beryl smiled and said: "Ah, it seems that Miss Sano has a deep understanding~"

"Of course, yesterday my senior said he was curious that the church was gone forever, so I didn't dare to take another step outside." Sano said blankly, "You can just tell me what files you want to find. If you want to find death, just say it." I will not accompany you."

Rick: "I remember that this is an archive controlled by the United States."

The subtext is that these files are distributed casually without permission. Is it really okay?

Sano: "I only have 27 days left in my life, and I don't care what the United States does."

[Weisu: Wow, this answer is so cool. ]

"Not necessarily," Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned, "He said he was going to die before it was the last moment... No one can say that he must die before the last moment."

Tregoway nodded: "The old man agrees with the young man's words."

"The will to survive is weak~" Belial teased.

Sano ignored the other party's teasing: "The first column of the first bookshelf on the left after entering the door records the records of all those who have tried to leave the snow mountain, or spent 30 days in the snow mountain, from plans to failure reasons, and their records. cause of death."

Her blond hair shone under the lights, with a metallic coolness: "But no one has ever successfully left the snow mountain, or spent the 31st day outside the snow mountain."

Rick: "Hey~ so~"

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"The first person to come down from the snow mountain alive is me/Lao Tzu!"

There are two survivors who are alive and kicking and insisting on their own opinions.

After a period of fierce chatter, the two thirsty people raised their water glasses and gurgled, making the room quieter.

Li Jianrenzhi took the opportunity to ask: "Why, when you went down the mountain, no reporter took pictures? Once this kind of big news comes out, I will never miss it! But the question is, why have I never heard of it before?"

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

"Oh, that," Gojo Satoru drank his saliva, "Because the more you know about some knowledge, the more dangerous it is. The University of Michigan usually blocks the news from the outside world, and it will not take the initiative to inform it. It is natural for the rule of man not to know."

"So that's how it is, he's a mystic," Rima Hitoji accepted the statement, and then looked at Dazai Osamu, "What about you?"

Osamu Dazai said unhappily: "My words, because I went up and down the mountain quietly, ended up being ignored as a grandstanding stunt."

Atsushi Nakajima covered his eyes: "Mr. Kunikida said that Mr. Dazai committed suicide during the interview. People think your words are not credible, so you gave up the interview to avoid scandal..."

"Oh, just because of a trivial matter, I stopped moving forward," Osamu Dazai sat on a chair like him, raised his legs, and uttered nonsense with his eyes closed. "Hmph, the German "Daily News" has also fallen!"

"That's serious professionalism!" Atsushi Nakajima complained.

Osamu Dazai: "Tch, that's why I said Germans can't do it—"

[Renzhi in the middle: emmm, as far as I am concerned, your breast virtue is very good. ]

[kp: It's absurd. ]

Mei Qihai pressed her face against the window, staring intelligently at the fluttering snowflakes outside, and after a few seconds, she turned her head: "That's it?"

Osamu Dazai: "?"

Jiro Matsumoto translated: "What she means is that although the Germans are a bit serious, no matter what nationality they are, there are always scumbags who will catch wind and shadows, especially among journalists. The feat of going back, even if it’s just for a gimmick, is that there are plenty of reporters who want to cover you, and it’s unlikely that you’ll just let you go without doing anything.”

Atsushi Nakajima & Yuzhang Yujin: How did you translate such a long string of content from such a short three words?

Fu Heihui picked up the teacup: Let's rely on tacit understanding.

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

"Mei is right," Osamu Dazai spread it out in large characters, "but the detective agency has the standpoint of a detective agency, 'being able to survive the snowy mountain' is news that cannot be released to the public, even if it is slandered as a 'stunning clown'." Tell others the truth so more people don't go into the snow-capped mountains."

"Why?" Baishi Qingren added after asking, "At that time, there were not only the two of you in the snow mountain, but there were also witnesses. Although the signal here is not very good, it should be possible to exchange information with a wired phone, and it cannot be completely blocked. news?"

Shiraishi: "Qingren is right."

Rijian Renzhi: "I have the same question."

"The answer is simple," Osamu Dazai raised his face, "Before they successfully convey the information to the outside world, they can't do anything."

"Especially three years ago, the people in the snow mountain didn't respond for a month," Sano said with an ugly face, "because there was a possibility that the telephone line was cut off, and people from the outside didn't know about the whole snow mountain until after Christmas Eve. People are dead."

"Can you imagine that they were not discovered by outsiders until they died for nearly a month!"

"The corpse is stiff, cut by countless dead branches, and the wound has no blood, as if the blood has been sucked out of the whole body." Sano hugged his head in horror, "...thinking that sooner or later I might become like that, I Just! I will!"

[kp: Sano san? ? 1D100=? ? ]

As if caught in a nightmare, the blond woman was overwhelmed by panic, holding herself tightly with her hands, her body began to convulse unconsciously, and she was clearly unconscious to the naked eye.

There are countless tragedies that she witnessed before entering the snow-capped mountains. The pictures of those miserable deaths were almost all taken by her seniors. Yesterday, the seniors who brought her to familiarize themselves with the business also disappeared forever. People from the outside confirmed that the seniors died. After that, she left it alone, and even when she asked for help, she told her that the next shift changer would be in fifteen days, and she was the only one watching during the period-in the other party's mouth, people are like consumables!

And she, sooner or later, will become a "consumable" in those miserable photos——

"It seems that the suppressed emotions broke out in one breath," Rick stepped out of the way, "Alice, come on."

Weisu: "Don't use the tone of summoning Pokémon, hey!"

"Calm down, Miss Serquet," Ellis walked to Sano's side, "You are safe now, no one will hurt you..."

[kp: Ellis psychoanalysis 501D100=27 success]

Under Ellis' professional spiritual care, Sano regained his heartbeat and rationality. Although his breathing was still short, his body spasms had stopped.

"I don't want to come, damn it, I managed to live the life of an ordinary person from the bottom of the chaotic neighborhood. Does the disadvantage of birth have to last until the moment I die? It's unreasonable, but I have to come ..." Sano grabbed Alice's hand, almost breaking Alice's fingers, "You can do whatever you want, don't make my last days miserable!"

Alice endured the pain and comforted her in a panic: "It's okay, it's okay, you're still safe now, there are many of us here, you'll be fine..."

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

Maybe the atmosphere was just right, maybe Ellis's psychotherapy had worked, Sano gradually calmed down and let go of his hand.

"Whispering", the clock embedded in the wall strikes the time on time.

Others looked at their clocks: "18:00".

"Wow, time flies," Anna winked at Rick, "It's almost time to go back."

[Anna: Don't forget to rub the car. ]

[Sulker: OKK. ]

[Jean: I also ask. ]

Ruk turned to Trigovi and asked, "Is that the 'dormitory' where this old gentleman lives?"

Tregoway nodded: "That's right, the old man and that little friend both live there."

Liu Ke looked "gentle, frugal and courteous": "It's a coincidence that we can drop by and go back together. After all, it's a snow-capped mountain. It's not safe for the old man to be alone. Let us young people contribute a little bit, how about it?"

[kp: ...discovered so quickly? ]

[Ruke: It's okay, older gentlemen always give young people some preferential treatment. ]

"That's really hard work for you." Trigovi said with a gentle smile on his old-fashioned face, nodding.

On the other side, the Frenchman had a heated fight with Beryl, and the ambiguous sexual atmosphere automatically formed an enchantment around them-if there was a bed here, these two people would undoubtedly roll on the bed.

"Am I lucky enough to be able to go back with Miss Beryl?" Jean held Beryl's beautiful right hand, his gray-blue eyes carried a strong subtext.

Beryl frowned, "Of course~ let's go~"

It looked like a one-night stand, but when the group of them were ready to leave, Tregoway and Belial looked at their car in silence.

Weisu swept the snow away from the car, Anna worked hard to move their things from the convenience store to Trigovi and Belial's snowmobile, Rick took the time to say hello to Gal in the convenience store, and by the way Tighten the rope he was about to untie, and let the excess of canned food even occupy part of Belial's position, but he has no repentance——like the one who has been flirting with girls just now Like Alice standing awkwardly next to him.

Tregoway: ...

The young man seemed to be different from what he thought.

Beryl: ...

Men are big hooves.

Zhong Yuan, who was already mentally prepared, lit a cigarette in melancholy, but he didn't smoke, so he held it between his fingers.

The scene in front of him already has enough flaws, there is no need to smoke to highlight it.

...just quit smoking like this.

There was no fluctuation in Zhongyuan Zhongye's heart.

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 sleeping lamp;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 thank you;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 24 bottles of Long Sleeping Light; 5837786815 bottles; I don’t want to be urged to eat, I just want to watch, Zhengjun Akashi, 10 bottles of a lemon watching other people fall in love; 1 bottle of Luoshui Eighteenth Street;

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