Investigators choose to throw the script in a shredder

Next to the charred dormitory, a little bonfire was burning.

"Wow, it's so cold, today is even colder than yesterday!"

Atsushi Nakajima sat in front of the bonfire with his knees hugged to keep warm, feeling that his snot was about to freeze.

Qingren Baishi gave him the thermal pads that were still usable: "I can't help it, it's minus [-] degrees Celsius today."

"Thank you, Mr. Shiraishi," Atsushi Nakajima expressed his thanks politely, "but the room on the fifth floor is still good, why don't you live there?"

"You can't go upstairs," the Frenchman passed behind them with a cigar in his mouth. "At minus [-] degrees Celsius, steel will transform from austenite to martensite... Do you know what martensite is?"

Atsushi Nakajima shook his head: "No, I don't know."

[Jean: Does this person not go to school at all? ]

[Haruto Shiraishi: You are not too. ]

[kp: Haruto is right. ]

"In short, the current steel will become as brittle as ordinary glass," Jean said to Atsushi Nakajima, putting his hands on the wall demonstratively, "Look."

The scorched wall was exerted a force like a prank, and it immediately shook like a candle in the wind. This kind of performance would be marked as a tenth-grade dangerous building in the most manageable country in the outside world.

"Hey! This! It's dangerous!" Atsushi Nakajima walked on all fours and took a big step back from the wall.

"Look, that's it." Jean withdrew his hand and ended his lesson.

But the already shaking wall will not stop obediently because of this, and the extent of the fall will go to the ground without hesitation——

"Wait, wait, wait... that wall..." Unable to form a complete sentence, Atsushi Nakajima had to close his eyes in a hurry, and crossed his arms in front of his head.

"Boom—ho—"

There was a loud sound of heavy objects falling, and the impact was swallowed by the thick snow, but there was still a part of the impact that was not swallowed, and a large amount of white snow was thrown into the air, covering the area profusely.

The burning bonfire was completely extinguished, leaving no sparks behind.

"Bah, bah, bah," a head popped out of the snow, and it was the inexplicably affected insider. He turned his neck and looked around blankly, "What's the matter, such a big battle? Avalanche? Earthquake?"

Baishi Qingren was the second to poke her face out and pant: "No, it was an accident."

"Haha," the person who caused the accident smiled naturally, holding his extinguished cigar between his fingers, and beckoned to them, "My cigarettes are all extinguished, who can lend me a match?"

Renzhi moved himself next to Baishi Qingren: "Is this person completely introspective?"

Baishi Qingren: "Probably not. By the way, have you seen Dun? He was nearby just now."

"Aunt? Nakajima?" Rijian Renzhi looked around in the snow in bewilderment.

[kp: Shiraishi Haruto reconnaissance 601D100=72 failed]

[kp: Reconnaissance 551D100=90 failed by internal rule of man]

Both of them were blinded by the snow, and they couldn't find Atsushi Nakajima whose color matching was similar to that of the snow.

Seeing that no one handed him matches, he casually threw away the unsmoking cigar: "Atsushi Nakajima?"

[kp: Make reconnaissance 401D100=1 big success]

To the Frenchman, it was strange that the two men did not see the buttocks sticking out in the snow.

Jean walked over and pulled out Atsushi Nakajima who was buried in the snow with his belt: "It's okay, if you are choked to death by the snow, I will bear your life on my back."

"generally……"

"What?" Let the person be raised a little higher, "What's 'average'?"

"Generally speaking, there should be more suitable greetings for those who have escaped from the dead!" Atsushi Nakajima vomited with the snow slag in his mouth.

"...so dirty." Jean let go of his hand, allowing Atsushi Nakajima to fall into the cave he just came out of.

Inner Zhizhi crawled out of the snow and asked while brushing the snow: "Speaking of which, why do you feel that there are so many fewer people? Besides us, aren't there other people living here? And Oda? He has nowhere to go Bar."

"Don't talk so much, Mr. Oda and Ting Tian went to search for supplies," Haruto Shiraishi was worried about whether Narutoji would be beaten because of his speech skills, "Mr. Hilde, that is, the historian, He found a very old historical relic, and Mr. Miklian thought it was worth collecting materials and followed it."

"Where is Victor, the Russian agents are not kind enough to help us, are they?" Li Jianzhi thought casually.

"He seems to be looking for an ATM machine." Shiraishi Qingren was also confused, "He said that he didn't have enough money... Is there any place to spend money here?"

(A certain Matsumoto Jiro: ...)

The inner man put up warm stickers all over himself, and spread his hands: "Foreigners are just unreliable."

[kp: Shall I remind you that you are now stateless?People all over the world are "foreigners" to you. ]

[Renzhi in the Middle: For the time being, I am affiliated with Italy. ]

[kp: It's really bad luck for Italy to be entangled with you. ]

[Neijian Renzhi: Hello!I'm not that bad either! ]

[Haruto Shiraishi: So, I seem to have heard that Italy abolished the lira currency...]

[Rule in the Middle: It has nothing to do with me! ]

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

"Maybe it's my illusion, that," Atsushi Nakajima put down his hands that had been trying to rub the heat, "is the surrounding temperature, a little... warmer?"

The investigator looked at the snow depth in front of them that was enough to bury a 1.4-meter hunter, and was noncommittal to Atsushi Nakajima's words.

Artificial natural light illuminates the deep pit that has never been visited by man. As far as the investigator can see, there is a deep and peaceful purple lake. , the surface is smooth, and the mysterious and charming purple is radiant. It is said that God has carefully crafted it with great craftsmanship. Her beauty easily surpasses the category that human beings can describe in words.

The investigators didn't touch it, and they lay on the top of the "purple lake" some distance away to observe.

But this is not out of romantic ideas about the maintenance of the "purple lake", but simply inaccessible - even if there are no guards, the condensed cold below prevents anyone and non-humans from approaching.

"I'm assuming there's no water underneath." Liu Ke looked at it for a while, and made a nonsense.

"I'm assuming that your head isn't full of water," Weisu groaned, "It sounds like my assumption is a little more rigorous."

"Assumptions based on idiots have no rigorous value." Anna rubbed the head of a 32-year-old child, then turned to ask professionals, "Is the following what you are looking for?"

The professional Gojo Satoru was also a little surprised: "That's right, but... emmm, it's much bigger than I imagined."

"Can't figure it out?" Ruk noticed a difference in Gojo Satoru's tone.

"Of course it can be done. No matter how big the size is, the principle doesn't change. It's a piece of cake to get this giant fat crystal." Wujo Satoru first affirmed his ability firmly, and then changed his tone, "But you know, this kind of properties of crystals."

"..." The faces of the investigators and the students of Michigan State University were clearly written "We need to know to be a ghost."

"It's okay to rely on Wujo-sensei all the time. Wujo-sensei is such a trustworthy man." Gojo Satoru turned a blind eye to their eyes and explained to himself, "The characteristic of this kind of crystal is that it stores magic power and becomes cold. When storing magic power, the temperature of these crystals is the same as room temperature, but as long as magic power is stored, they will become colder."

Gojo Satoru snapped his fingers handsomely: "That is to say, the crystal that can keep the entire snow mountain at a low temperature also stores a corresponding amount of magic power. It is easy to smash it, but it is necessary to deal with the spread of magic power. It took a lot of work.”

"What will happen if you leave it alone?" Weisu asked curiously.

"Well, has Weisu ever seen locusts growing uncontrollably?" Gojo Wu asked back, "A considerable number of strange existences have accumulated under this snow-capped mountain, and with the nourishment of these magic powers, what will their size be? Growth, if not cleaned up properly, this planet will be eaten up within a year."

"Really?" Ruk wondered, "Can this snow-capped mountain accumulate so much mana in only 100 years?"

"If there are another 200 years, one year can be shortened to one day," Gojo Satoru shrugged, "Although I don't want to admit defeat on this point, some things can easily exceed the limit of human imagination just by their existence. It is impossible to say, but it is easier than breathing for Jokul."

Anna: "So it really is better to solve this hidden danger now... how to do it?"

"Then it's time for professionals to perform," Gojo Satoru took out the dagger from his pocket like magic, "but this crystal is too big, so we need the help of Anna and Weisu."

Anna has nothing against Vesu.

Sulke, who was excluded, said: "Why don't you want me to help?"

"This is a game that needs to maintain reason," Gojo Satoru patted Ruk's shoulder meaningfully, "Ruke's words need to be done according to his ability."

San67 Weisu: Laugh without saying a word.

San53·Anna: Smile without speaking.

San46 Sulfur: ...

[Sulker: Look down on my 46-point san value?I'm twice the size of Ellis! ]

[kp: 1D10 sanity deduction, this is a good intention to prevent you from falling into uncertainty madness immediately. ]

[Anna: ... we want to look directly at Cthulhu? ]

[kp: No, this is the rational bottom line that you need to hand in. ]

[Weisu: Ah, can I quit? ]

[kp: No way. ]

Liu Ke stayed where he was, watching the five people go down.

Gojo Satoru stepped on the cold "purple lake" first, his half-closed blue eyes behind the sunglasses were confusing under the slender eyelashes.

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

[kp: Preconditions have been met, consuming 2 MP. ]

[kp: Gojo Satoru remaining MP=31/33]

[kp: Gojo Satoru Special Spell - "Shared Tides" is being applied. ]

[kp: Within one hour, people who are at the same level as Gojo Satoru can share his senses (except vision). ]

[Liu Ke: Is the term "shared senses" a bit...]

[Visu: H. ]

[Anna: H...]

[kp: shut up. ]

"It's ready to come down."

"What I want you to do is very simple, as long as you let go during the ceremony," Gojo Satoru said very succinctly, "Relax and relax~ There will be fog spreading under your feet later, don't avoid it."

[Ru Ke: kp, do you like fog so much? ]

[kp: personal xp, please do not comment. ]

"Don't worry, Mr. Wutiao is very powerful. The most side effect of relaxation is to be in a daze for a while." Fu Heihui shared his experience with his classmates.

Knotweed Yuren: "Hey, do you just want to be in a daze?"

[Weisu: Who the hell is this guy?The worst case of deducting sanity from 1D10 is daze? ]

[kp: Ouhuang, don’t you know one too. ]

[Anna: I am unilaterally at odds with Fu Heihui. ]

[kp: Don't...it will only make you look more pathetic. ]

"Then, stand at the position designated by Gojo-sensei and relax your mind."

Gojo Satoru kept smiling and pierced the palm of his left hand with the blue-patterned dagger. The red blood fell naturally, and the moment it dripped on the crystal surface, it froze into blood-colored powder.

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

[kp: Preconditions have been met, consuming 10 MP. ]

[kp: Gojo Satoru remaining MP=21/33]

[kp: Gojo Satoru's special spell - "Requiem" is being applied...]

[kp: special spells need to expand a large range - those whose MP is lower than 20, make a sanity check, 1D10 sanity will be deducted for success, and 1D20 will be deducted for failure. ]

The bloody mist rose leisurely from Gojo Wu's feet, and the sweet smell of sugar filled the air inexplicably.

Li Ke lying on top: "Is the blood sugar too high?"

[kp: He can hear it. ]

Liuk silently retracted his head a few centimeters.

[kp: Knotweed Yuren san661D100=39 success]

[kp: Fuheihui san851D100=17 is extremely difficult to succeed]

[kp: Weisu san671D100=93 failed]

[kp: Anna san561D100=50 success]

When the blood mist spread to Weisu's feet, fear invaded Weisu's foot bones-some kind of indescribable sticky thing climbed up his shoes, and the suffocating rust smell lingered around his feet, making Weisu In a trance, he returned to the escape period when he hid the bear corpse.

The mucous membrane of the nasal cavity is filled with unknown bacteria, and the pungent fishy smell and the stench of spoiled meat are overwhelming. As long as he wants to survive, he has to endure this scalp-numbing stench!

[kp: Visu deducts sanity 1D20=4]

[kp: Weisu remaining san=63]

The hunter knelt down on the ground in a daze, but his eyes were clear and bright. He gasped violently for a while, then stood up as if nothing had happened.

[Weisu: As expected of me! ! ! ]

[kp: Anna deducts sanity 1D10=8]

[kp: Anna remaining san=48]

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

[kp: Anna inspiration 70 automatically fails]

Anna tried her best to maintain her sanity, but in a trance, she saw fluorescent lights emerging from the blood mist under her feet, some of them looked like eyes, and some of them looked like light bulbs. Just as she was about to take a closer look, a sharp murderous aura forced her to stand up straight again. The blood mist distanced itself.

The distance of less than one meter allowed Anna to regain her sanity in time and did not slip into the abyss completely.

[Sulker:? ? ?It's not fair!It's time for Anna to be inspired!Why automatically fail! ]

[Anna: Do you feel unbalanced because you are often temporarily insane... Sad guy. ]

[Ru Ke: Don't say I'm pathetic!And it's not fair at all! ]

[kp: I am not crazy based on Gojo Satoru. ]

[Sulker:? ]

[kp: The empathy buff provided by Wujo Satoru, as long as he is not crazy, Anna does not need to go into temporary madness. By the way, this is also applicable to other people. He will not be the kind of person who will deliberately push people into the fire pit ... Sigh, the more I explain to you, the more I feel that my npc has a noble character. ]

[Anna: Oh!Wujo Saigao! ]

[Weisu: Good!Push Wujo Wu for ten seconds! ]

[Ru Ke: ... Fuck. ]

Ruke lay on the top and saw that the "purple lake" below was gradually covered by a layer of blood mist, and the figures of other people were blurred by the blood mist. Instead, it was the birthplace—the place where Gojo Satoru was located was much cleaner.

Gojo Satoru at the bottom turned the dagger in his hand, and threw out the blood foam on it.

"The protection measures are perfect, so it's time for dinner."

The blue blade is straight down, piercing the surface of the "purple lake" like cutting tofu - the smooth and complete mirror surface is instantly broken, and a strong air pressure bursts out, spreading the fog to the surrounding area. Chaotic and entangled in the strong wind, Wujo Satoru's figure was as unshakable as if roots had taken root under his feet.

The blood mist completely enveloped the bottom, and the "purple lake" was replaced by hazy blood.

"It's really bloody..." Ruk rested his chin to distract himself, "Speaking of which, it's about time for Dazai-kun to act... If you want to leave the snow mountain, you can only take advantage of it now."

Of course, his cooperation with Jokul ended here.

——Hey, why is the shelf life of the people I work with always so short?

The detective who had single-handedly caused this result sighed secretly in his heart.

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

Osamu Dazai, dressed in sand-colored clothes, walked into the room that was originally closed to him.

If Ruke and the others are here, they will definitely find the door in front of them very familiar, because this is the room they entered not long ago, and there are things in it that can purify all pollutants—as the most important place in this snow mountain, don’t say Osamu Dazai, even Xia Youjie who has been with Jokul for a long time has not been granted the right to enter - the only two people who can freely enter and exit here are Jokul and his sister.

Dazai Zhi Shi Shiran entered the door, the room was surrounded by stone walls, and the floor tiles were also made of stone, except for a pool of clear water in the center.

He took out several gold rings from his pocket and threw them into the clear pool.

The light-colored pool was so clear that there was no room for any filth, but when the gold ring was thrown into it, it made a "sizzling" sound of strong acid corroding the metal.

Light footsteps sounded at the door.

"Thank you for giving me this kind of thing and kindly opening this door for me," Osamu Dazai knew a girl in red clothes was standing behind him without turning his head, with a natural and ambiguous tone, "It seems right I am not the only one who is dissatisfied with the authoritarian Snow Mountain Sauce."

"..." The girl didn't respond, she just focused her eyes on the golden ring at the bottom of the clear pool.

The gold rings were provided by Wei Su, who took off the gold rings on the fox's paws with a melta gun - the removal method was provided by the hostess at the Afgomon Hotel.

Liu Ke took all those golden rings, and then quietly handed them over to Dazai Zhi through Zhang Yue's channel.

Zhang Yue is still a child, asking her to attack her younger sister may not only push the other party's psychology to the point of bottoming out, but it will be different if Dazai Ji attacks.

People will always flatter themselves unconsciously. Even if they know what they are doing is wrong, as long as it is not directly caused by their own hands, they can use excuses to excuse themselves.

Although Rick feels that those who spoil him too much will end badly, but this does not prevent him from taking advantage of this mentality.

After all, in this way, Zhang Yue is still within the controllable range, and at the same time creates a chance for Dazai to escape - but there are also reasons why he can only give these things to Dazai.

The other people's attitude towards Jokul that Ruk inquired from Gojo Satoru was not as firm as Gojo Satoru. It was too ambiguous, and the possibility fluctuated too much. It was himself who made the mistake, so he could not entrust his life to those people—only Osamu Dazai, the only Osamu Dazai who was in a hurry to escape from the snow-capped mountains, was worthy of his trust.

It's not that he trusts Osamu Dazai, but he believes in the importance of Oda Sakunosuke in Dazai's heart that Dazai will put everything in his heart to save him. Therefore... Rick's options for Dazai are very limited, either Abandon his hard-earned friends, or go to "Happyend" according to his ideas.

Facts have proved that Liu Ke's cheap wishful thinking has been successful again.

Osamu Dazai stabbed the knife inside the snow mountain.

The pool water kept bubbling as if boiling, but the golden ring submerged in the water was like a snowflake screen with an unstable signal, flickering about ten times in the vision of the two before disappearing.

When Osamu Dazai was still curious about what harm this kind of thing would really do to the snow mountain, he saw that the originally clear water in the pool turned golden in an instant, and then returned to its original state in the next instant—but the water level clearly dropped by nearly one meter.

"Hey, does the decrease in water mean that Snow Mountain Sauce is injured?"

As soon as the voice fell, it seemed that it was deliberately to take care of Osamu Dazai's thoughts. The floor tiles in the room vibrated, and it was not an intermittent type, but a violent reaction from stepping on the accelerator from the beginning to the end and racing to a speed of 180 per hour.

Osamu Dazai grabbed the edge of the pool to avoid being thrown directly into the pool by the shock.

"You should go," Zhang Yue squatted outside the pool, her expression seemed much more relaxed, she innocently said to Dazai Osamu, "This is the most important hinterland of Qiao Kuer, if it decreases, it proves that she can no longer maintain her own strength." If you have enough energy, just take the opportunity to wash off the mark Qiao Kuer gave you and the 'bridge' left on you in the pool water, and you will be free."

Osamu Dazai did not refute what the girl said, and showed an appropriate expression of worry: "It sounds good, but even so, I still have no way to leave here, and sooner or later I will be..."

"I can send you away."

Osamu Dazai easily got the final key.

——Sure enough, he is a rotten scumbag to the bone. He has a disgusting similarity to Rick in the use of someone in a bone-sucking and marrow-like way.

But thinking of Nakajima Atsushi and Oda Sakunosuke who were defenseless against Ruoke and the others outside, Osamu Dazai had no choice but to hold his nose and cooperate.

—Wait for me.

The snowmobile is driving on the chaotic snow, the driver's orange hair is particularly conspicuous against the white background, but on the co-pilot's seat, a lump of pink polymer is even more eye-catching.

"Here we are, friend Zhongyuan, this is the place where that person will be sent out." The pink meat lump breathed up and down, and Connor's voice reached Zhongya Zhongya's ears.

Zhongyuan Zhong also stopped the car, and their position happened to be in the middle of a circle of cedar trees.

"Speaking of which, who is Ruk asking me to meet?" Nakahara Chuya asked.

"I don't know the term for human beings, and Rick didn't tell me," Connor replied honestly. "He asked me to divination—"the person who caused irreparable damage to the snow mountain."

"This snow mountain?" Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the boring snow scene around him wonderingly, "Did that person uproot the trees on the snow mountain?"

Connor: "If friends from the Central Plains want to know, I will do divination..."

"No, don't bother." Nakahara didn't want to cut off some of Connor's limbs just to satisfy his curiosity. "Anyway, I'll know who he did and what he did when I saw him."

PM7:39.

The blood mist that shrouded the deep cave completely dissipated, and the magnificent purple "lake" faded as if its essence had been sucked dry. A large amount of off-white unknown substance floated on the surface, as if a thick layer of ice had formed on it.

The magic power accumulated by the snow mountain for hundreds of years was eaten away by the fine and dense blood mist.

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

The corner of Miskatonic University's professor's mouth curled up in satisfaction, and he was about to talk to his students, but the moment he opened his mouth, blood and visceral fragments poured out of his mouth uncontrollably.

[kp: Wujo Satoru forcibly cut off "Special Spell-Shared Tides". ]

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The author has something to say:

I really want to cut my duodenum off.

Speaking of which, humans have large and small intestines, why do they have a duodenum?For Nanica?

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happy mid-Autumn Festival!

What kind of mooncakes do you like?I like red bean paste the most, but recently I also have a good impression of the five-nut flavor, so entangled.

Roommate a: Is that why you bought two big mooncakes?

Haha, although the mooncakes are delicious, don’t be too greedy. If you buy too many and can’t finish them, you will suffer. Fortunately, there are six people cooking together!

感谢在2022-09-0623:59:40~2022-09-1021:45:10期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：云66瓶；长眠灯30瓶；汤力水20瓶；=w=、灵10瓶；洛水十八街1瓶；

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