Investigators choose to throw the script in a shredder

The fire burned for a whole night, until the sky shimmered, and the blue flame turned into green smoke and dissipated in the air.

From the outside, the second floor of the original five-storey building was burnt to blackness, and the windows were black holes, as if full of treachery, just looking at it would make you feel fear from the bottom of your heart.

[Matsumoto Jiro: No more, no less, just burn the house where the npc lives, is there anything in it that we can't find? ]

[kp: On the contrary. ]

There are also some traces of burning on the outer walls of the other floors, with the second floor as the center, the lighter the traces outward, it seems that the other floors escaped because of the lack of time.

[kp: It's 5:00 am, let's see what interesting emergencies happen today. ]

[Anna: You've completely uncovered it. ]

[kp: Anyway, you have already guessed it, so please accept it with gratitude. ]

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

The soft light fell on the snow, and even the reflected light was gentle and harmless.

The thermometer at the door showed the temperature as "-45°C". The fireplace in the dormitory hall let out the temperature leisurely, and there were a few scattered people sitting or lying around.

The fire last night kept the residents awake all night. They were worried about the spread of the fire and the strange events in the snow mountain that would affect them.

Investigators work the opposite way.

There are so many people on vigil, and if they don't sleep, they don't sleep for nothing. ——by the investigator.

[kp: minor injury recovery]

[kp: Anna hp+1]

[kp: Anna hp=17/17]

调查员从凌晨1:00睡到9:00，醒过来的时候,其他人睡得正沉（5:00-）。

"What happened to the fire last night?" Matsumoto Jiro asked with a clear purpose, the only Frenchman present.

Jean sat on a chair with bare legs, Ellis' sweater wrapped around his waist, and he adapted well to the hanging crotch: "To be honest, I don't know much. What I saw last night was a man in different eyes. There is a 'black shadow' with different appearance, 'he' came to attack in the middle of the night, Song Jing thought it was his bamboo horse, but was frozen into an ice sculpture, I fired a shot at 'him', 'he' exploded, after that you all knew."

"Is the target of the attack you or Song Jing?" Anna asked.

"The time is too short, I can't judge, but there is no doubt about it," Jean snapped his fingers, "That guy is full of malicious intent, and the visitor is not kind, and I did nothing but self-defense."

"Is there a possibility that that black shadow is really Song Jing's bamboo horse?" Matsumoto Jiro put forward a reliable guess, "Seeing you and Song Jing together, my mentality exploded, and actually exploded."

"That's too glass-hearted." Jean shrugged, "That guy attacked me and Song Jing indiscriminately. Generally speaking, wouldn't he be so cruel to his concubine who came all the way to find him? After Jing separated from his bamboo horse, it's not that there has been a window of time, he should be very clear about the fact that he can run a horse on his head."

"This kind of person is not uncommon. They think they can accept it, but they will go berserk when they actually see it with their own eyes." Jiro Matsumoto stretched his waist, "By the way, there is a limit to how long you plan to hang around empty-handed."

"Oh."

The conversation came to an end, and Jean stepped up the stairs and walked towards his room on the fifth floor.

Passing the second floor, the wreckage of the burnt stairs came into his view.

[kp: make reconnaissance 401D100=20 difficult success]

[kp: let inspiration 601D100=30 difficult success]

[Jean: Whoa, OCD ecstasy. ]

There is no residue between the second floor and the third floor. Standing on the dark ground on the second floor and looking up, you can even see the traces of the burnt through. The second floor and the third floor are made of the same floor material, which is closer to the fire point. It doesn't make sense that the second floor will be better preserved than the third floor.

Even though Anna said that the characteristics of the flame itself are high temperature-extremely low temperature-high temperature, but being burned by the flame for a long time, the result should be almost the same as the normal situation.

Unless something acts as a check on the fire--

Jean turned around and walked towards Song Jing's room. As the starting point of the explosion, the room couldn't even preserve its basic shape. The blue flames were completely burned, and there were not even ash remains in it-the snow-white ice sculpture stuck vividly In the corner of the room.

"It really is you." Rang walked up to the ice sculpture, and reached out his hand to touch the end of Song Jing's wide-open cat's eyes.

It's icy cold, and it's astonishingly chilling just by touching it, and it feels like your fingers are being burned by flames just by touching it.

[Jean: Is there something similar in that ghost talk novel? ]

[kp: You can read it, maybe there is. ]

[kp: Just read the inspiration. ]

[Jean: ...is it okay to read the table of contents? ]

[kp: All right, but you have to be lucky first. ]

[Let: OK. ]

The walls of this floor were all burnt out, leaving only a dark circle of wall skin outside, and only "Song Jing" was intact as far as the eye can see. It is doubtful why the second floor has not collapsed. Why does weight bearing still work.

"It's scary, it's scary when you think about it~"

The Frenchman smiled frivolously and did not stay on the second floor. There was a copper lampstand embedded between the stairs for lighting. He wanted to use the lampstand to jump to the third floor.

[kp: let jump 501D100=13 difficulties successfully]

Rang ran towards the lampstand first, then grabbed the lampstand, stepped on the wall in turn, jumped diagonally upwards, and landed smoothly.

The ground on the third floor was burnt to tatters, and there were burn marks in holes large and small, which was described as miserable.

[kp: make reconnaissance 401D100=69 failed]

There are scorched marks everywhere, presumably the flames have raged on this floor for a long time, but only the floor and walls of the corridor have been severely burned, and it is not as serious as the second floor where everything was burned clean.

"I'm a little worried about whether their luggage will suffer~" Jean continued to walk upstairs.

The ground on the fourth floor also had black scorching marks, and the walls were only blackened. On the fifth floor, only part of the ground was burnt black, and the walls were intact.

[Jean: At that time, would they stay on the fifth floor without being burned? ]

[kp: Have you ever seen a barbecue grill? Do you think that all barbecues are cooked because they are heated? ]

[Jean: Yes, high temperature and lack of oxygen are also problems, and it is not completely sure that there will be no flames here. ]

Jean walked to the door of his room and took out the key from his pocket.

Just as he was about to open the door, he found that there was only a pile of brass-colored solidified metal left where the door was originally locked.

"The melting point of brass seems to be more than 1000 degrees," Ling clicked his tongue. "It's more than 1000 degrees, but this door is still in good condition. This wood is too weird..."

Jean suddenly had no expectations about whether the luggage and books in his room were intact.

After all, his luggage and borrowed books were not made of wood that ignited over a thousand degrees.

In the lobby on the first floor, Shiraishi Haruto handed over the prepared food to Matsumoto Jiro, and then reported to him about going out.

"No," Matsumoto Jiro refused without even thinking about it. "You will only suffer if you go out now. Although there is no safety here, it is better than you stepping on the snow and turning into quick-frozen fresh meat."

Ellis promised: "I will hold Qingren, and I won't let the soles of his feet fall."

"... What's the matter with you?" Matsumoto Jiro looked at the two who insisted on going out, a little curious.

Ellis and Shiraishi Qingren said in unison: "It's a private matter!"

Matsumoto Jiro: "..."

This is a private matter that cannot be told to Jiro Matsumoto, but not to Anna.

On the snowmobile, Anna sat on the left with a beautiful father with long black curly hair, and on the right sat a slender and handsome writer.

[kp: It's just like "The Bandit Brings Ermei Up the Mountain". ]

[Anna: It's so crowded, three people with body size over 65 are sitting here. ]

[Alice: I also feel crowded. ]

[kp: ...it is obviously a good CG, but your impressions are only crowded. ]

Anna started the snowmobile, and the three headed towards Avrgomon's position.

Am10:30.

An uninvited guest came to the door of the building that had experienced the fire.

Blonde braids, square glasses, black lining, light-colored vest, and trousers are also light-colored.

The height of the opponent is close to 190, standing in front of Matsumoto Jiro requires him to raise his head to look directly.

Jiro Matsumoto put the weapon behind his back, and asked casually, "Unfamiliar face, are you a climber who just went up the mountain? Now the dormitory is in such a state that we can't entertain you normally."

The blond-haired young man had a serious look, but his eyes were inexplicably dazed. When he heard Matsumoto Jiro's words, he paused before speaking: "Sorry, it's not the right time... I'm here to find someone."

"Again, then I recommend you to go to the archives, go straight along this road..." Matsumoto Jiro pointed the way to the archives.

The young man waited silently for Matsumoto Jiro to finish, and then explained: "No, the person I am looking for should be here. His name is Dazai Osamu, and he is a member of a German company called 'Armed Detective Agency'. He has black hair. Yes, dark red eyes, lots of bandages, a mischievous kid."

"Osamu Dazai, I have seen a young man with the same name." Matsumoto Jiro said.

The blond-haired young man had an aura that was the opposite of "smart": "Well, Dazai is already an adult, and he is indeed a young man in terms of age."

But mental age is not necessarily the case.

"Are you looking for him?" Matsumoto Jiro put his hands in his hands and looked at the young man. "At any rate, I have a little friendship with him. It's not moral to casually reveal his whereabouts to strangers. Who are you from Dazai?"

"I'm Dazai's colleague and a member of the Armed Detective Agency," the young man replied, "My name is Oda Sakunosuke, and I'm... 23 years old now."

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

The expression of the blond-haired youth did not change, and his voice did not fluctuate to the point of being boring. Only when he mentioned his age, there was obvious uncertainty in his tone.

"Don't you even know your age?" Jiro Matsumoto said with a delicate expression, "You know it's suspicious, don't you?"

Oda Sakunosuke: "It's really suspicious to say that..."

"But I came to Snow Mountain in 2017, and I'm not very sensitive to time," Oda Sakunosuke apologized, "What year is it now?"

"...2020."

"Three years have passed," Oda Sakunosuke sighed with emotion, "Then I am 26 years old this year."

Jiro Matsumoto looked expressionlessly at the blond young man who was still lamenting the passing of time.

Is now the time to feel that? !

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The author has something to say:

Auberon is so easy to get out. Before the stone draws Sherlock Holmes (for xp) and the fox (xp+1), there are only 11 call signs left. I wanted to finish the draw and count, but the result was the first five-star dress. The second one sends out the Perverted Killer (xp+2) costume, and the third one sends out Oberon.

[I am so envious of his lucky EX and treasure EX]

When Yuanshin was making the decorations, he found a Xiaogong up, and he began to recall when I drew her. In my impression, Xiaogong Chizi didn't agree with my xp character, so it was just meaning that I only drew ten times in a row, and then skipped it. read.

【Why do I have so many five-star archers, I don’t know how to use other archers except Wendy...】

感谢在2022-08-1223:48:20~2022-08-1323:58:55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 the mine: 1 thank you;

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