Investigators choose to throw the script in a shredder

"So dirty."

This is the Frenchman's comment after Rick told his companions about his battle plan.

"A promiscuous person has no right to call others dirty," said Liu Ke not afraid of him because of the large number of people, "and I did this for everyone's benefit!"

"Ah, he said it was a 'bad move'." Weisu sat on the sofa and whispered to Anna.

"It's just a good idiom! Don't keep-one! Just! Pick my thorn, please!" Rick slapped the table, "If you have the ability, come and think of a plan!"

Wei Suyi said solemnly: "But if you can't even make suggestions for everyone, your value as a person will return to zero."

"Do you mean that my brain is the only value left?" Rick asked in shock.

"Do you think you have other uses?" Wei Su looked more shocked than him.

Sulker thought about it, and it seemed to be true.

"Anyway, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time." Rick patted Rang's thigh lying in the middle of the road, "Rang, you killed someone the day you came to the snow mountain, but you haven't been frozen into quick-frozen meat until now when you set foot on the snow. "

Let Frown change his sitting position, with his left leg crossed on top of his right leg to reduce the space occupied: "If beauty is the order of judgment, it should be my turn long ago."

"The priorities are different," Anna said while sitting cross-legged on the ground. "Pretty people are prioritized, and those who kill people in the snow are prioritized."

"However, according to your plan, what should we do about the pollution?" Weisu shook his leg, "It doesn't matter if you have been lurking all the time, but 'Snow Mountain' has a key switch in his hand, and even if we are lucky not to be hit by a If the key is forked, the possibility of an explosion outside is not completely zero."

"That's why I said I need to get a permit first," Ruk rapped Weisu on the head, "Before Gojo Satoru finds the crystal hidden in Xueshan and destroys it, we have to temporarily defect to Xueshan."

"If you turn against... are you really going to kill Alice?" Jean asked.

Liu Ke blinked and shook his head: "To win the other party's trust, he killed his companion, isn't that putting the cart before the horse."

Anna: "Then how do you win the letter?"

Ruk clasped his hands together, and his tone was serious and full of sincere apology: "At this time, I can only feel sorry for Mr. Gojo."

Osamu Dazai was dreaming.

—a long, hopeless dream that never wakes up.

Immersed in the inconceivable, viscous and colorful swamp, everything he perceives is slowly dying under the erosion of the mucus. This is a far more terrifying experience than losing half of it.

Soberly witnessing his own demise...

I don't know whether the physical pain is more terrifying than the so-called Ling Chi, or the mental pain is more terrifying...

"It's really you, commit suicide in a place like this."

The decadent female voice blew away Osamu Dazai's dream, and Osamu Dazai had no choice but to get out of the embrace of death reluctantly.

It's a pity that he was only a short while away, and he could die silently inside.

"Miss Iari, you are the one, don't you want to keep busy?" Osamu Dazai put a smile on his face that had nothing to do with his mood, "Are you still doing useless work in the same period?"

"That's unfortunate, neither Jie nor I think it's useless work. Even if it is useless work, it's better than soaking yourself in the filthy residue when you have time to die," said the short hair that hasn't been trimmed for a long time. Scapula, Jiaru Nitzi threw the note on Dazai Osamu's face indifferently, "Okay, don't waste time, it's better to move by yourself than to be manipulated by someone."

"I just don't want to work." Osamu Dazai lifted the paper off his face, crawled out of the pool, crumpled the paper up and threw it into the pool behind him without even looking at it.

"It's really hard to laugh. If those who thought they died under the punishment of heaven knew that their judgments on people were made by humans like them, they wouldn't accept their fate as easily as they do now," said Osamu Dazai on the spot. Shaking the remnants of his body twice, he stepped out of the door with black footprints, "The inferiority of human beings lies in their inability to accept inequality—Miss Jiajin, do you really think we have the right to sentence people to death?"

Jia Ruozi didn't look at him, but left here first.

"I don't think as much as you think. Whether I want to do it or not, there is only one way in front of me. Don't magnify your dissatisfaction with yourself. Do you have any grudge against yourself, brat?"

Osamu Dazai watched the figure of Yarui Mitsuko disappear along the established route, leaving him alone in the empty corridor.

"..."

Osamu Dazai thought that he would never become like a samurai, walking towards the path he believed in, and always being clear about his own cognition. Get her out of here and back on the path she believes is right.

Xia Youjie is not as determined as her... No, probably not just because of her will.

They all have a period of time when they are working hard for them. Jia Ruozi believes that Gojo Satoru will get them out, even if it will take a long, long time, but Xia Youjie has his own ideas...

No, stop thinking about it.

Osamu Dazai chuckled and turned to leave.

— No one will come to his rescue.

The ball of paper discarded by him rolled twice in the viscous and bubbling gorgeous pool, and sank without struggling.

"...there is a lot of information that needs to be processed, and Jokul can't judge the information. Her knowledge reserve is limited, so the processing of the information is very clumsy," said Oda Sakunosuke sitting on the blanket in the snow room. Adding firewood to the bonfire with one hand, and supporting the ground with the other, "We will help deal with the overflowing information together, and get rid of some... weird creatures that are not easy to describe, so as to maintain the balance of the snow mountain."

"Are you referring to the transparent bug covered with pine bark?" Nanami Mei asked curiously, sitting on Oda Sakunosuke's right hand.

"Well, it's generally more dangerous than those," Oda Sakunosuke nodded, "There are also some paperwork, I haven't dealt with it, so I don't know the specifics."

Nakajima Atsushi, who was sitting on the left of Oda Sakunosuke, his eyes lit up: "So, Mr. Dazai must be doing paperwork if he can't carry it on his shoulders!"

Rijian Renzhi & Baishi Qingren & Baishi Dun: ... This child is naturally black.

Urano Hitoji asked about some of Oda Sakunosuke's daily work, and found that he was either solving monsters, or he was on the way to solve monsters. In a word-Oda Sakunosuke worked as a volunteer in the snow mountain for three years without sleep.

When asked why he did this, Oda Sakunosuke replied: "There are many people asking for help. If those creatures cannot be dealt with in time, many people will be implicated and die. I saw it."

"Did you see it?" *5.

This statement is very informative.

Oda Sakunosuke: "When I leave here, I will see some pictures of the past, about the appearance of the snow mountain, its cause and necessity."

The inner man squeezed Atsushi Nakajima away and sat on the left side of Sakunosuke Oda. Atsushi Shiraishi kindly pulled Atsushi Nakajima up from the ground, and then moved the person out one seat calmly.

Unknowingly, Atsushi Nakajima, who sat with Haruto Shiraishi at the farthest position from Sakunosuke Oda: ...?

Isn't that my senior, why am I so far away from him?

Atsushi Nakajima didn't understand, and the investigators wouldn't let him understand.

The blond young man paused, and then said: "Snow Mountain appeared in 1920. She appeared to curb a certain...'trend'? Well, I don't know how to describe it specifically. After the end of World War I, all over the world Something... not right happened."

[kp: It was 100 years ago, educating people over 60 was inspiration. ]

Education 40. Mei Nanami & Atsushi Shiraishi & Jiro Matsumoto & Haruto Shiraishi: ...

[kp: Why are you cooking so neatly? ]

[Rule of the people in the middle: This is the end of not reading! ]

[Nanami Mei: I'm just an ordinary high school girl who loves to play with explosives! ]

[Jiro Matsumoto: For a jungle survivor who runs around without a driver's license or identity, you can't ask too much. ]

[Haruto Shiraishi: ...Can I cut the card? ]

[Shiraishi Atsushi: I simply hate going to school. ]

[kp: The Inspiration of Inner Man Governance 801D100=30 Difficult Success]

I have taken a serious university history class, and I have had several teachers who love to tell some historical anecdotes in class. Urano Hitoji knew what he was talking about the second after Oda Sakunosuke dropped his voice, and he lacked education for himself. Fool companions popular science.

"To be precise, it was the 'inspiration' ceremony that prevailed for a period of time before and after World War I." Hiroshi Rima took out a branch that originally belonged to a certain tree and drew it on the ground. "A group of suspicious cultists , a bunch of teachings that sound terrible, plus a group of politicians with ulterior motives, and some not-so-smart generals, hitting a slightly tense international situation is like sparks hitting the earth—'Peng'."

"After the war, those who led the 'encouragement' ceremony were sent to military courts, and not a single one was left. On the surface, that's the case," Li Zhongzhi shrugged, "but those messy teachings were spread everywhere. It was a dark period of religion, with countless small religions popping up, and then came the Ice Age."

"Religion calls that period the period of the 'Great Flood'," Li Jianzhi spread his hands innocently in the face of other people's questioning eyes. "Don't ask me why it was called the 'Great Flood' period when there was no flood. I don't believe in religion."

Except for Atsushi Nakajima who was still looking at Hitoji Nakajima, everyone turned their attention to Sakunosuke Oda utilitarianly.

Oda Sakunosuke: ...

"..." Oda Sakunosuke came to his senses, recalled what he said last time, organized his words, and then continued, "The appearance of the snow mountain was also through the completion of a certain ceremony. At that time, a dying girl was in charge of the ceremony. She adopted a sacrificial ritual, exchanging her most precious possession for a chance to grant her wish."

Oda Sakunosuke said flatly: "Let all the weirdness in the world disappear."

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

[kp: Baishidun Psychology 501D100=? ? ]

Hitoji has touched more wallets than curry bread he has eaten, and he has his own unique understanding of people. You can’t just look at people on the surface. Oda Sakunosuke’s dull performance can only prove that he is a dull man, but it cannot explain his attitude.

Atsushi Shiraishi was in the hands of his relatives before he was adopted, so he can easily see the color of the heart under the human skin. Even if the eyes can be deceiving, but the intuition is not, he can perceive the sincerity under the plain words of Oda Sakunosuke - "Admiration " and "guilt" complement each other.

"Has the wish come true?" Baishi Qingren clenched his fists worriedly, and the faint mole on his ring finger disappeared into the palm of his hand.

"Obviously not," Nanami Mei supported her chin, "We've all seen those weird and ugly things here, which proves that the wish has not been fulfilled."

Oda Sakunosuke nodded slightly, and then shook his head again: "The price paid by that child was not enough to make her wish come true, so the snow mountain was born, and the snow mountain suppressed the weirdness of the whole world under the white snow. As long as the snow mountain exists for a day, those It’s impossible to get out if it’s weird.”

"How weird is it? You have cleaned it up for three full years. It should have taken longer to clean up the snow mountain before, but there are still so many left." Nanami Yai complained and asked.

"I don't know," Oda Sakunosuke shook his head honestly, "Many of those weirdnesses are inherent to the earth itself, and some were summoned to multiply at that time, even if the snow can suppress them, it can't stop them from growing and multiplying. "

Li Jianzhi tapped his arm with his knuckles: "If, I mean, if, before those things are cleaned up, the snow mountain will melt..."

"Those things will come out." Oda Sakunosuke replied.

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

Perhaps because he saw the subtext of the rule of the middle man, Oda Sakunosuke said cautiously to him: "Don't do that, once ordinary people come into contact with those existences, the best end will be mental collapse, and by then, the whole world will become theirs amusement park."

Oda Sakunosuke's serious eyes made Rima Hitoji look nervous.

but……

"For us, there is no whole world," Inner Manzhi added a handful of firewood to the bonfire, "only the five people present here now."

"It's better to have a nervous breakdown than to die, right?"

There is a saying that the brighter a bonfire illuminates a person at night, the darker the shadow behind that person will be.

Investigators are always the ones sitting closest to the campfire.

12 o'clock in the middle of the night.

Wei Su quietly came to the seat of the large van and knocked lightly on the door.

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

On a moonless night, Weisu's knock on the door was clearly audible, and soon someone approached from inside the car.

"Looking for Teacher Wutiao in the middle of the night..." The white-haired man with messy hair got out of the car muttering, staring at Weisu with displeasure, "I'm going to eat my fist without a super reasonable reason."

[kp: Weisu inspiration 751D100=76 failed]

[Weisu: Ahhh!It's a bit of a monster! ! ! ]

Seeing Gojo Satoru, something flickered before Weisu's eyes—he didn't catch the flash of inspiration, and scratched his head for no reason, without realizing a certain similarity at all.

Weisu beckoned at Gojo Satoru, beckoning him to come over.

Gojo Satoru first bent down to approach, and then realized that it was too much effort for him to use this posture, so he simply squatted down, and the altitude would be at the same level as Weisu.

Vesu: ...

Resentment towards Tavel +1, +1, +1...

The hunter whispered in his ear: "Be careful, Rick is going to backstab you!"

Gojo Satoru: ...?

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

12:[-] in the middle of the night.

Weisu slipped back to the fifth floor, and the corridor was pitch black, as if everyone had fallen asleep.

[Weisu: I'm really an investigator who keeps my word. I said that the next time Ruk stabs Gojo Satoru in the back, I will sell Ruk backhand, and I will sell as soon as I say. ]

[kp:...]

[kp: Although but...]

[Weisu: I didn’t say I’d help him next time. ]

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