When I was in school, I would often hold a Chinese language book in my hand. Under my serious expression, I was actually reading a comic book under my desk.
This is how Jiang Shan and Zhang Zheng feel now.
"Aren't we here to rescue survivors? What kind of weird development is this?" Zhang Zheng complained crazily in his heart, but he only dared to scream louder than a mosquito.
Wherever there are survivors, even they are about to become unfortunate specimens.
The two of them hid under the books and whispered. Jiang Shan took a deep breath: "Now I think of what I said on the radio before. Do you still remember what he mentioned about the 'Rust Fungus' manuscript?"
Zhang Zheng: "..." Remember what? He was so frightened that he almost couldn't even remember his name.
Jiang Shan is now trying hard to search all his memories, trying to find some clues to deal with the situation at hand, "Are you a native of Beijing and Hong Kong? How much do you know about this library?"
Zhang Zheng paused and said dullly: "Let me tell you a common sense, 90% of Beijing and Hong Kong are foreigners..." Everyone yearns for the beautiful and prosperous Beijing and Hong Kong, carries dreams, and rushes to come in - to work as a social worker clan.
Zhang Zheng happened to be a member of the social beasts.
Jiang Shan was embarrassed: "Sorry, I'm offended." In the past, Jiang Shan had trouble running half a mile. He just had a job, so there was no need to come to Beijing and Hong Kong.
She always felt that uncovering the secrets of this library might be the key.
"Old Wei must have been thinking about saving us, my Old Wei..." Monk Zhang Zheng muttered like a monk chanting sutras.
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Wei Yuan opened the partition on the first floor of the trunk. There was a small space inside, and he saw an object that looked very much like an old telephone quietly stored at the bottom. It not only had a microphone, but also buttons. Much like a landline phone that everyone had in their home many years ago.
But this thing, Wei Yuan knew, was older than the landline phone. This was the world's first fax machine reproduced by technicians from the scientific research institute.
Invented in 1843.
Wei Yuan took out the things, put them outside the car and started sending a fax, "I need information from this library in the eastern suburbs. Send it to me immediately."
The response from the other end of the fax machine was faster than Wei Yuan expected, and the phone next to him started ringing wildly.
The technicians improved the fax machine into a single-line telephone. The scientific research institute could call directly. Wei Yuan picked up the phone and heard a frightening voice: "Dongjiao Library? Why do you want the materials there?"
Wei Yuan paused: "Zheng Suo..." The voice coming from inside turned out to be the director himself.
"Why did you use this fax?" This was obviously not an ordinary communication channel, and the director was keenly aware that something was wrong with the situation.
Wei Yuan paused and turned to look at the library door. "I have an emergency and need to check information about this library, especially the staff who have been here. Please approve it, director."
"Where are you?" Zheng Zhou had an ominous premonition.
Now that things have happened, Wei Yuan has nothing to hide. The development of things this time was beyond his expectation.
"We are on a mission in the library..."
"Going on a mission?!" Zheng Suo's voice suddenly rose an octave higher, and he even said angrily: "Who asked you to go? Why didn't you report it?"
Wei Yuan said: "The situation is urgent. We thought there were survivors here." Moreover, according to Wei Yuan's previous estimate, this operation did not meet the dispatch standards at all, so he did not report it.
Zheng Suo was silent, and it was not until a long time later that he lowered his voice: "How could there be survivors there? There..."
Zheng Suo stopped talking, more like he couldn't speak anymore.
Wei Yuan subconsciously squeezed the microphone: "What happened to Dongjiao Library? What happened? Zheng Suo?"
Zheng Suo's tone was obviously heavier than usual: "How many of you are gone? Come back now."
Wei Yuan: "..." It's a pity that I can't go back at all.
When Zheng saw that Wei Yuan was silent, he faintly took a breath: "You guys went in?"
Wei Yuan answered everything with silence again.
"You!" Zheng Suo seemed to be rarely angry. He said, "Wei Yuan, when did you become so reckless?"
Wei Yuan has always been thoughtful, and his style of taking action without saying a word is not like him at all.
"Zheng Suo." Wei Yuan also lowered his voice, "The Dongjiao Library is not within the dangerous areas we planned. Why is there such an abnormality happening here? What is there that we don't know?"
Zheng Suo was speechless.
If it weren't for the fact that this library was not on the warning list, Wei Yuan would not have brought his team members here.
Nowadays it’s more like giving someone away.
It wasn't until a long while that Zheng Suo asked hesitantly: "What abnormality happened?"
Wei Yuan held the microphone. How should he answer this question? He didn't know what happened inside. He only heard the last cry for help from his companion.
"What I am sure of is that there are aggressive 'creatures' inside, and they seem to be unable to be 'seen'." The most terrifying thing is that being unable to be seen is what puts everyone in danger for a moment. .
The scientific research institute has been studying life sciences all his life, dealing with all kinds of weird and unexplainable phenomena, but when Wei Yuan said this description and description, Zheng Suo, who was opposite him, was still so shocked that he didn't speak for a long time.
The amount of information is a bit large, offensive, and cannot be seen.
"This, this has gone beyond the scope of the incident we are currently investigating..." Zheng Suo didn't know what to say.
Wei Yuan said: "All the abnormal events currently occurring are related to erosion phenomena, and I think it is the same here." It is just a situation that they have not yet had time to grasp.
"The Beijing-Hong Kong Guards are currently performing other tasks and cannot support you..." Zheng Suo was unable to do anything now.
"Tell me about the Dongjiao Library first." Wei Yuan originally had no intention of providing support, "The more, the better."
Zheng Suo was silent for a moment: "I asked Xiao Zhu to pass the information to you."
Hearing a beeping sound, a few pages of paper came out of the fax machine. Wei Yuan immediately picked them up and read them.
The personnel information of this library is very simple, "The current librarian is the owner of this library?" It is similar to the boss of a company and also an employee.
“The Dongjiao Library has been operating poorly for many years, and has applied for several support funds in the meantime. However, this library is too old...the facilities are also outdated and it cannot retain customers at all. The operating financial report has been losing money year after year. , so it was difficult to allocate support later.”
Even the Red Cross cannot sustain a poorly run library forever.
"I heard that because there was really no money to hire employees, the administrator brought his family into the library to help him run it."
They say they run it together, but in fact it means that the library is so huge that one person can't organize it, and help is always needed.
Wei Yuan could probably imagine what the situation would be like.
"What happened next... was an accident."
(End of chapter)
