Chapter 239 Interpretation
The walls of the renovated basement are made of ten centimeter steel plates, which are stronger than the safe in Lynch's home.
There are strange lines carved on the ground, and a green light flashes from time to time.
As soon as he entered the room, Lynch felt as if he had entered a chemistry laboratory. Four test benches were arranged neatly. Several reagent cabinets filled with bottles and jars had strong big locks on the doors. The stove in the center of the room was , beakers and flasks of various sizes are placed on four gas nozzles of different sizes.
Are all pharmacists in this era like this?
Not wearing a black robe and a wizard's hat, stirring a big pot on the fire, and throwing in a few delicious children from time to time, and there is a black cat with a stupid look on his side. Did you steal the potion in the pot?
Sorry, I revealed my age in my previous life.
"That's what you're talking about in the Fourth Age. Times have changed, Mr. Detective." Miss Valente patted Lynch on the back with her folding fan, "It's the age of steam. It is too inefficient to cook a baby in a big pot. Now we use steam equipment to squeeze the baby into essential oil and add it. It is in the potion you took before."
This girl has a really strong taste. She is worthy of being a doctor and medicine. Born as a teacher. The corner of Lynch's mouth twitched, and he couldn't laugh anymore: "This joke is a bit too serious."
"Mr. Lynch, I never joke about this kind of thing, and I can't joke about it."
"Hiss...really?"
"Pfft, of course it's fake. Who told you Provoke me to cook children." The aristocratic girl stuck out her tongue with a naughty look on her face. Just when Lin Qi was relieved, she heard the girl add, "Corpse oil can only be used in certain death potions and cannot be used for drinking. Unless you want to become a zombie, well, if you are interested in trying it, I can prepare it for you.”
No, are the tastes of you mystics really so unfathomable?
Lynch no longer dared to challenge the endurance of the medical workers, and hurried into the laboratory, watching Miss Valente carefully close the thick safety door.
“This is my studio, which has been specially treated and has high security.”
"Indeed, such a thick steel plate is enough to keep the enemy out."
"That's not true. It means that when the potion fails, the mystery will not cause people outside to commit collective suicide, or after I lose control inside. , the twisted body cannot rush out and kill everyone in the family, so for researchers, such a room is very necessary."
Ms. Valente said lightly, Lynch listened. He suddenly realized that he was completely calm after hearing these words, and was even considering whether to rent Mrs. Maggie's fourth floor and renovate it into a laboratory. After all, I will have to come into contact with mysterious knowledge such as various rituals sooner or later, so it is better to prepare early.
Let’s talk about it later. " First of all, this is normal behavior. If this could activate the effect of the mysterious file, Rhine and Nolin would have been strewn with corpses, so in theory it is safe."
Miss Valente leaned against the wall and did not observe the documents Lynch posted on the wall. She just watched quietly as Lynch concentrated on posting the information. The light in his eyes flickered with the pulsation of the gas light, as focused as Lynch's gaze.
“What all the deceased have in common is that they all died after August 15, 1937, which means that something has been born since August 15.”
“No. Discovery, but birth?" asked Miss Valente.
"I think it is, if it is an existing file, it is impossible that there was no abnormality at all before, and it did not start to explode until the 15th."
"It is reasonable, but creating mysterious files out of thin air, and it is a mystery with such a high degree of harm Documents, I’m afraid it’s difficult for ordinary people like them to do it.”
“Just like that day at the Archaeological Association, I wanted to record the information about the mirror. But Professor Green also mentioned that day, there are other ways to avoid it. The limitation of creating mysterious files is that there is no such thing as innocence in the mysterious world. Once a mysterious file is born, the soul of the creator will be drained, and the creator will often fall into endless madness until complete death. "
"I understand, this is the cause of death of those master craftsmen, they are all crazy."
I don't know when, Miss Valente stopped staring at Lynch's face, and They watched him attentively as he organized the information and carefully analyzed it for him:
"They were guided by some kind of guidance and unconsciously produced the mysterious documents according to certain requirements."
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Lynch sighed, and the movements of his hands stopped for a while: "They are burdened with tasks assigned by the country and entrusted by the Rose family. I don't know if these two concepts will help to avoid the mysterious documents. Restrictions, according to some stories I have read before, have very special effects in the name of the country or using the national destiny as a medium. Perhaps it was through this that the restrictions were broken and the mysterious document was completed, so the three key masters among them Unexplained madness leads to death.”
Miss Valente added thoughtfully: “And those people in the back, whether they are workers, students, professors, or engineering directors, they all watched the seminar. Only what is created will be mysteriously eroded."
"That should be the case, so the first step is to select all the results of the seminar." Lynch pressed the last magnet and went back two steps. Bu admired his results, "This is the result of that seminar, the overall planning map of the Nolin-Rhine Railway."
It was actually not a whole drawing, but a plan made of many drawings spliced together. It was indeed sorted onto a piece of paper later, but that copy was not rescued. However, this did not affect Lynch's work. He subconsciously folded the edges of the scattered plans according to the numbers and then overlapped them together to form a map on the wall that included the Best Tunnel through the Carlos Mountains. The complete pattern.
But of course, nothing happened.
"Leave the following matters to me. To be honest, my willpower is very high. With the help of the soul-recovering grass, I can look directly at the true form of some evil gods. Although I am not sure, I should be able to survive the filth of the mysterious document in a short time. Erosion, I have this certainty, so..."
"Okay, then I won't look, don't think, or guess." Miss Valente nodded immediately without any entanglement, "From now on, you. Look at the document, I am only watching you and will be your security guard. If you do anything unusual, I will wake you up."
He said and pulled the bolt of the folding fan.
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Wait, what are you going to use to wake me up?
Looking at Miss Valente covering her mouth and snickering, but with deep worry in her eyes, Lynch didn't say anything more, just lifted his hat and bowed slightly towards her.
After cracking this mysterious file, we will go back to the apartment to have dinner. The dinner in the apartment is already cooked and waiting for me to go back.
Smiling to himself, Lynch held his pipe in his mouth and turned his attention to the documents on the wall. Miss Valente was indeed as she said, looking intently and lingering with subtle eyes. in Lynch's face.
No, this is wrong. Although folding like this can form a complete figure, it does not match Downey's situation at the time. There are no creases in those photos, and it is impossible for him to make the photos look like they are now. so.
So, just arrange them normally, or separate them.
But it’s still wrong. The photo is smaller than the ordinary pattern. I took a few steps back to try. The visual effect at this distance is similar, but there is still no response. The direction should be wrong.
By the way, after those people were eroded by pollution and died, what they could see must be the complete planning map, not separate, and Downey’s photos were separate, indicating that it was not actually Not the point.
So what's the point? Is there something I didn't see? Invisible ink? Probably not.
Although he thought it would not happen, Lynch still took a basin of water and moved it to the wall. He wanted to take a few pictures and soak them to try, but after hesitating several times, he gave up the risk. After all, There is only one copy of this thing, if it is broken it will be completely gone.
Lin Qi sighed, shook his head and took a few steps away, staring at the water in the basin in a daze. The flame of the gas lamp danced, reflecting little bits of light in the basin, and the shaking attracted Lin Qi's attention. .
Lin Qi subconsciously stared at the light and shadow on the water for a few times, and also saw the mirror reflection of the documents in the water.
Huh?
It’s interesting. You can’t see it from the front, but from the reflection, some of the maps in these planning drawings look like strange symbols.
It's a bit like the patterns on some totems in archaeology, but more twisted and abstract. It's a bit far-fetched to connect to the past, but once you feel the similarity, the more you look at it, the more it feels like a weird symbol. Could it be that this is... wait, that's not right. .
Lin Qi was just having wild thoughts and divergent thoughts. He couldn't be sure. He didn't even think about interpreting it, he just had this awareness, and even he didn't react to it.
However, at this moment, there was an unprecedented sharp pain between the eyebrows, like a red-hot steel needle piercing the brain.
Boom, boom, boom, a sound like a beating heart came from my ears, hitting my eardrums one after another, like a beating on my heart.
My eyes were in a trance, and the red mist dispersed for no reason. In an instant, everything around me fell into a blur.
Fear, irritability, dizziness, nausea, all kinds of feelings eroded Lynch's brain.
At this moment, he finally recalled the experience that Mr. Klin once told him before his death.
Deciphering mysterious documents is an extremely dangerous act. You don’t even need to read it. The moment you realize you have found the way to decipher it, you have actually faced death.
Holy shit.
(End of this chapter)