At this moment, Zhao Ying suddenly saw something in front of her, which seemed to be a dark mass, shadowy, like a human figure... sitting there.
Zhao Ying flicked the flashlight in her hand and her breathing suddenly became heavy.
The four people in the headsets heard something strange at the same time: "What's wrong, Zhao Ying?" Gao Wenwu asked immediately.
Zhao Ying did not answer. She stared at the "humanoid outline" and slowly shone the flashlight over it.
She was afraid of alerting the "person" if she spoke out. You can't panic, you can't run away, you can't start a chain reaction.
Everyone stopped searching because of Zhao Ying, and listened with all their attention to Zhao Ying's movements in the headset.
The flashlight shone in the past, and Zhao Ying's breathing almost stopped. There was actually a "person" sitting there?
The man's head was lowered, and one hand seemed to be resting on his chin, as if... he was thinking about something.
Zhao Ying was stunned. She could neither move nor make a sound for a moment, and the human-shaped shadow was also quiet, even motionless. "Who are you?" Zhao Ying's words came from the headset, "Are you a survivor?"
But there was only Zhao Ying in Zizi's headset, and they never heard any response, which made people even more worried about what Zhao Ying was facing.
Zhao Ying used the boldest courage in her life and took a step forward. With this step, there seemed to be a chirping resonance in the air.
The floorboards creaked underfoot.
Zhao Ying saw that the "person" in front of her collapsed bit by bit from the beginning. Like a landslide, the whole thing collapsed in a matter of seconds.
Zhao Ying's "Ah!" came from the headset.
Everyone was shocked. Did something happen so quickly? Gao Wenwu subconsciously turned around and rushed towards Zhao Ying, but he had just taken two steps.
"No need to come!" Zhao Ying's breathing voice suddenly came from the headset, "No, it's okay."
Gao Wenwu asked again: "What's going on?"
Zhao Ying was speechless as she looked at the thing that collapsed into a pile of "ash" in front of her. "...It's a sculpture. Rodin's (The Thinker) sculpture is now 'corroded'." Of course it's not the original Thinker, just a replica made of poor plaster. Counterfeit.
A false alarm.
everyone:"……"
I was relieved. There was a statue of a thinker in the library. No matter how you put it, it was... normal. It was indeed normal when you think about it.
Wei Yuan outside the library also breathed a sigh of relief. He looked up and looked at the sunlight shining down from the shadows of the trees. When the world was engulfed in dark shadows, this light of the sun really seemed like a gift from the universe.
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If weirdness becomes normal, then normal will be weird.
In the orphanage, the orphans are normal people. If a child from a normal family appears, he will become an alien.
In today's bizarre world, where normality and abnormality are reversed, there is no order left.
"Let me ask you a question, Songshan Hospital really didn't use you for experiments?" Zhang Zheng came closer again and looked at Jiang Shan. "In this current situation, everyone's acceptance is very high, even if it is really an experimental product, it doesn't matter."
At this time, you should save your energy and control your emotions, but some people just make things worse the more they control them.
"Have you ever seen a movie where the heroine finally turned into a super-body? I think that is also an evolution." A familiar and chattering voice.
Jiang Shan suddenly interrupted him and asked, "Do you know English?"
Zhang Zheng: "...yes, what's wrong?"
Jiang Shan's flashlight was already shining on the unlabeled bookshelf. She saw that it was not that there were no words, but a few lines of letters that seemed to be carved with a knife.
"How do you translate this?" Jiang Shan asked, shining his flashlight on the lines of words. It would be pretty good if the orphanage could complete nine years of compulsory education. When Jiang Shanxue was a child, English classes had already been deleted from the textbooks.
Zhang Zheng stared at it with wide eyes. He really didn't expect to see these things in this place. The carvings were crooked and it took a long time to identify a little bit: "...Beauty, this is pinyin."
Jiang Shan: "..."
oh. Jiang Shan stroked the letters again, and now they became coherent, "My mother, it suddenly melted like ice cream."
Zhang Zheng's ears felt as cold as ice cream: "No need to read it out, thank you."
Ice cream, the adjectives a child can use are too limited and too creative. Jiang Shan muttered a little, there wouldn't be anyone like the little boy from Songshan Hospital in this poor place, but don't do it.
But soon, Jiang Shan saw that the entire wooden board was densely engraved with letters.
"My daughter is scattered like sand."
"My brother, like his mother, melted like ice cream."
Could this be someone's prank? What kid created the parallelism sentence?
"Every library regularly cleans out a batch of waste books. That bookshelf may be used to store waste books." Wei Yuan's words suddenly came from the headset. Wei Yuan judged the useful information based on the conversation between the two, "The books should be placed there and people can take them at will, similar to the existence of a community donation box." Complete the secondary use of resources.
The kind repayment turned into a prank by some people.
"But most of the books here are for children, including story books and comic strips." Jiang Shan scanned the books with a flashlight.
Wei Yuan said slowly: "Because children are less likely to take advantage."
Children's hearts are still pure, but parents will somewhat conceal the greed and philistinism of adults in front of children. If there were all kinds of other books here, they would be like the free milk in a coffee shop, and they would probably be snatched up in half a day.
It shows that this librarian is not only caring, but also understands people's hearts.
Gao Wenwu's voice came: "The search on the first floor has been completed. No one was found, and no secret door or secret passage was found. Zhao Ying and I will now go to the second floor to search."
The creaking sound of two people going up the stairs came from the headset.
"We're almost done." Jiang Shan turned around and said. She looked at Zhang Zheng, "Let's go back to the stairs."
The accident happened at this time. Out of curiosity, Zhang Zheng touched the place where the bookshelf was engraved. He was curious about why such a strange parallelism was engraved even if it was a prank.
But just after he touched it, as if some strange switch was activated, the bookshelf, which looked very strong, fell straight down!
Zhang Zheng didn't respond yet, "Be careful!"
Just look at the bookshelves on the entire floor, falling down one by one like dominoes, making a deafening sound. The floor beneath his feet shook. Jiang Shan stretched out his hand, pulled Zhang Zheng and ran away.
Gao Wenwu and Zhao Ying, who had just reached the second floor, both raised their heads and felt as if the ceiling above them was about to fall.
(End of chapter)
