Investigators choose to throw the script in a shredder

After discussing the matter, Ruoke and Rijian Renzhi were kicked out of the car to prepare for the white space. In addition, Ruke also needed to call Weisu as the guide, and there was no specific requirement on how to negotiate with Gojo Satoru.

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

[kp: Sulker reconnaissance 701D100=38 success]

[kp: Reconnaissance under Renjian 551D100=18 difficult success]

As soon as they got out of the car, the two noticed fresh human footprints in the middle of the car—the footprints were located near the seat of the car where they were talking to Wujo Satoru. Judging by the size, they were not left by any of them. The footprints were not shallow, and they were not ordinary people passing by To some extent, it is obvious that someone has been standing here for a while.

Ruoke exchanged a knowing look with Renzhi inside, and went back to the dormitory as if nothing had happened.

"Someone is eavesdropping," Rijian Renzhi turned up his collar to prevent the cold wind from pouring in, "Do you think Gojo Satoru has noticed?"

"It's a big taboo to not concentrate when dealing with me. Mr. Gojo is not the kind of person who is careless." Rick pressed the fisherman's hat that has no function other than decoration, denying the guess inside, "However, such a big one The car, but there is only a small piece of footprints there, either the other party was lucky and found a suitable location for eavesdropping, or—”

"Either the other party is very aware of the location of this car that is suitable for eavesdropping," Li Zhongrenzhi added another possibility that Ru Ke did not say, the corners of his blocked mouth curled up, and his tone was gloating, "If this is the case, it shows that the so-called The Gojo Expedition Team is not monolithic... Huh~ As a teacher, I feel a little bit sympathetic to him."

"It's too early to draw conclusions. After all, we can't even confirm who the eavesdropper is."

Having said that, Rick already has a candidate for Top in his mind.

When passing by the parking lot, Ruoke and Rijian Renzhi noticed Weisu.

——It's all wrapped into a ball, it's hard not to be noticed.

Weisuqiu handed over his toolkit and weapons to Nakahara Nakaya for safekeeping, and he set his hands on the snowmobile himself.

[kp: Weisu Mechanical Maintenance 101D100=70 failed]

"Ahhhhhh!" Weisu yelped in vain, kicking Xie Cai's snowmobile angrily, "This broken car will never move if it doesn't work now! When I smash it, whoever wants to drive it will drive it." go!"

"Calm down, it's just solidified by gasoline," Zhong Yuan Zhong also smoothed Weisu's hair calmly, "It can be used by roasting in a brazier."

Wei Su was still being held up and cursed: "Didn't it say that gasoline freezes at -75°C? Now it's only -50! This gasoline has been mixed with water!"

"Strictly speaking, it's just that the current temperature is -50°C," Liu Ke intervened in the conversation, "maybe the temperature dropped below -75 at night, which caused the gasoline to freeze, and the temperature of the gasoline itself has not yet risen."

Wei Suqiu looked at Ruoke, and his focus was as crooked as ever: "...Why aren't you dressed like a ball, aren't you cold?"

[Weisu: kp, there is someone cheating here, except for Chuya, I don't accept anyone dressing so crisply in this temperature! ]

[kp: ...he really wasn't cheating. ]

[Wesu:? ]

"It's said that I'm coming to the snow mountain, how can I do it without any preparation~" Ruoke rubbed Vesuball's head with his height, "I still take basic measures to keep warm, after all, I don't want to be frozen to death in the ice and snow Well~"

Vesuball: "What good things are you carrying?"

"It's my deposit for coming to the Snow Mountain," Rick moved his hand away, showing off, "A talisman that can maintain normal body temperature."

Vesuball pierced his appearance: "I said that you can't bet your life because of money. It should be a lie when you find out that this thing will really work. You are afraid of being messed up, so you have to bite the bullet and come here -"

Liuk quickly covered Weisu's mouth, and laughed dryly at the other two who looked over: "Haha, this guy just likes to joke, how could I be forced to come here, this is the basic professional ethics ,Ha ha……"

Nakahara Chuya: ... I don't believe you have a job.

Inner Ruler: ...I don't believe you are moral.

Vesu: ...

After being physically silenced for three seconds, Weisu decided to break free by himself, using the hardest part of his body.

"Aww!!!" Rick withdrew his hand covering Weisu's mouth in pain. Seeing the tooth marks on it and Weisu with an innocent expression, he felt a sore feeling of being stabbed in the back by his companion.

Wei Su: "Bah."

[kp: ... hp-1. ]

[Ru Ke: No, sir, I am so miserable! ]

[kp: Then cast a 1D3 damage? ]

[Sulker:? ? ? ]

[kp: After all, there is no tetanus in this place. ]

[Liu Ke: Is it necessary to be particular about this kind of place! ? ]

[kp: Well, I am a strict kp. ]

Ruoke rolled up his sleeves, trying to fight Weisu to the death, and before he found a fight himself, Zhongyuan Zhong also separated the two as usual.

"Let's get down to business," Nakahara Chuya said earnestly, and looked at him with "Wesu is fine, you are not sensible", "Is it unclear if you can beat yourself, Ruke?"

Vesu: "That's right."

Sulker was speechless.

"Don't be sad," the inner man patted Rick on the shoulder, as if he had been there, "I can understand your feelings."

[kp: That's so empathetic. ]

[Weisu: Should this be categorized as Errenzhuan or Shuanghuang? ]

[kp: Language arts are not enough, just ordinary schizophrenia. ]

[Sulker: I can hear you! ]

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

The coldness in the room was getting worse, and the Frenchman, who was trying to sleep in the bed, had to get up and go to a warmer place.

ten o'clock in the morning.

Dressed in heavy clothes, Jean came down from upstairs, and only Migal was reading a book behind the front counter in the hall.

"Sorry to bother you," Jean walked over and asked politely, "Miss Langdon, have you seen where the others are? I walked upstairs and found that the rooms are empty."

Miguel raised his face and glanced at him quietly with green eyes: "Your companion, it's your responsibility. I'm only responsible for checking the residents before going to bed, and I won't inquire about their whereabouts."

"Hmm, okay." The Frenchman didn't force her to press on, and said in a different tone, "Then you at least..."

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

Before Jean could finish speaking, the door panel of a room on the second floor was kicked open, and a slovenly man was thrown out from inside. He staggered down with a few pieces of writing paper tightly clutched in his hand.

Seeing Jean and Miguel in the hall, the distraught professor of history Trigovi hurriedly ran towards them, muttering in his mouth while running: "It's too crazy, these people are too crazy..."

Jean and Miguel looked at each other, and then Miguel took the initiative to say: "Sir, what are you talking about?"

Trigovi was not a semi-intelligence that could only repeat sentences mechanically. Hearing Mikal's inquiry, his lips trembled, and the beard on his chin was trembling and fighting.

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

Cui Gowei took the painstaking efforts he had made in his room in the past few days, but his expression was not happy and relaxed, but full of madness and ego before the end of the world.

"Someone here is conducting extremely inhuman experiments. You don't know what kind of dark deal was made between this laboratory hidden under the snow mountain and the previous church," he simply stated what he knew, "They compare people with slaughterhouses. The same is divided into various parts..."

"I've heard from Anna." Jean thought for a while, and dug up the memories of last night, "She said that those human body parts were sold by church personnel in the past."

Miguel Langdon's expression was solemn: "Is someone here trading human organs?"

"Not only that," Tregovi's facial features, which he didn't take care of properly, huddled together because of sorrow, "Those researchers themselves were also affected by unknown impressions, and became very bloodthirsty, and they were also extraordinarily...whimsical."

Jean looked at Trigovi with interest: "What whimsical?"

"Because they were about to die, they 'weaved' their bodies." Tregovi said in a difficult voice.

"Weaving?" Rang Zhengse said, "Tell me in detail."

Trigovi's bloodshot eyes stared at Jean, but it seemed that he was staring at the dark past that he could not touch on the snow mountain. He said in a tired and deep tone: "I interpreted part of the historical materials, which are enough as historical records, but I found that the cover Inside the pages is a fold-out page—a device used in the market to entice consumers to buy books, but in this book's interlayer for concealment—that fold-out page is a diagram of the entire process. "

"Schematic?" Jean became more and more interested, "What is the instruction manual for the machine?"

"...Yes, those researchers uploaded their consciousness to the cloud through the wire network, so that when the [-]-day curse on the snow mountain came, they would abandon their physical bodies.

Jean listened with gusto: "Uploading one's own consciousness to get close to conceptual immortality is a conjecture that humans are evolving towards cyberpunk civilization. I didn't expect it to be realized."

"Is this the time for sarcastic remarks?" Miguel couldn't see Jean's frivolous words and deeds very much.

"Anna has brought someone to contact the priest of the church, and the result will be tonight at the latest." Thinking of what Anna said to him before leaving, Miguel couldn't help but worry.

Jean went to the historian's room with great interest. On the one hand, he wanted to see if he had hidden any props, and on the other hand, he wanted to determine whether the information was fabricated by him or whether it was true.

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

church.

underground space.

The temperature reached seventy degrees below zero, and even normal breathing would create a large white mist.

Anna turned on the wall lamp in the underground space, and the cool light illuminated the underground space—at the same time, she also took care of the dangling man hanging on the operating table in the middle.

—it was Father Vicky.

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The author has something to say:

Ahhhhh!Weapon fixed orbit fixed a lonely ah!You gave me Yelan's Zhuanwu, the last time I set the track!This time I'm going to track Wanye Zhuanwu and you give me the original scriptures!Who should I use it for? Coral Palace Heart Sea at level 30?

Or is this the retribution for every ten draws from the weapon pool-the crooked pool rate is 100%?

...It is clearly the last ten draws, but you refuse to give me a completeness, Mihayou, you have done all the bad things QaQ! ! !

感谢在2022-07-2623:59:48~2022-07-2723:53:10期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Xie and Hemu;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 18 bottles of Barbatos can always be trusted; 1 bottle of Luoshui [-]th Street;

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