The fat man looked up at the 4-story dark red building, and suddenly felt like he was facing a huge ferocious beast crawling on the ground.
The other party had already opened his mouth, waiting for him and the doctor to fall into the trap.
"Let's go." Jiang Cheng walked through the door first.
It should be a structural problem. The lighting on the first floor of the library is relatively poor. Although there are lights above the head, it still gives people a drowsy feeling.
He didn't know whether it was because it was cold here, or because the doctor said he saw a human face behind him, but the fat man felt uncomfortable all over as soon as he walked into the library.
It was as if there were a pair of eyes staring at him from the darkness.
The space inside is much larger than it looks from the outside, and the structure is relatively high, so it should look very spacious.
But I don’t know who designed it. There are walls everywhere and large screens with warnings on them. Walking inside is like entering a maze.
After leading the fat man to turn left and right, Jiang Cheng and the others finally found a map of the library, thus determining the location of the borrowing office.
The purpose of their trip was simple, to find the book corresponding to the code of the notes.
"Doctor, it's so quiet here." As they walked, the fat man suddenly said in a low voice. Along the way, they only met a girl at the door.
"Besides... this library looks really old. How can any library be built like this now?" The fat man raised his collar slightly uneasily and whispered: "It's like a maze. of."
"Previous libraries would not have been built like this." Jiang Cheng replied.
The fat man's eyes changed when he heard this, and asked: "What...what do you mean?"
"I think this was not a library before, and this building obviously existed earlier than Jiangtan University."
The fat man understood what Jiang Cheng meant. When Jiangtan University was founded, this building should have been included, and then based on this old building, it was renovated and renovated into the current library. pavilion.
"Then what was this place before?" The fat man's face suddenly became a little uneasy. It could be seen that he must have imagined some very scary scenes in his mind, such as a funeral parlor, a mental hospital and so on.
"Don't ask me, ask the person behind you." Jiang Cheng said.
The fat man grimaced, shut up immediately, and followed the doctor closely, wishing he could become a mascot and hang on him.
"We're here," Jiang Cheng said.
About 10 meters in front of you, there was a semi-enclosed space separated by glass. There were several tables in it, one of which was piled with books.
An ordinary-looking woman with a ponytail sat at the table, her head lowered, picking up a book from time to time, and then writing down in a blue notebook, and then quickly changing to the next one.
Above the glass window, the words "Library Office" are written.
Jiang Cheng had only seen similar scenes in old movies. Nowadays, most libraries have computer retrieval stations, and you can operate them yourself. Where else can you find such a thing?
"Hello, teacher." Jiang Cheng stepped forward and knocked on the glass window very politely.
After a while, the woman raised her head. She looked like she was in her early 30s. She had heavy forehead lines and dark circles under her eyes, probably caused by staying up late.
The woman adjusted her glasses and asked in a very businesslike manner: "Borrow or return books? Also," the woman paused, "just call me classmate. I am a junior this year."
"Hello, senior." Jiang Cheng nodded immediately, leaned against the window, blinked, and said in a cute tone, "I want to borrow a book."
"Book title, category." The woman's face was expressionless.
"I don't know the title of the book, but I know this." Jiang Cheng reached out and took out the note, handed it over and said, "Please check this book for me. I want to borrow it."
The woman took the note, glanced at it briefly, and handed it back, "I'm sorry, classmate, but the number you have is not from our library."
"No?" Jiang Cheng thought of many possibilities when he came, such as the book was lost, or other things, but he didn't expect that there was something wrong with the book number.
"No." The woman remained expressionless.
Jiang Cheng immediately put on a brighter smile, leaned forward, and begged in a low voice: "Senior sister, why don't you help me take a look again, how could it not be the case? I am a student here, are you... ..."
"It's not what I said." The woman looked at him with seriousness written all over her face, "Classmate, I want to remind you that this is the library, a very serious place. You don't want to be playful."
Seeing this scene, Fatty's face became excited.
Just as Jiang Cheng took a deep breath and was about to launch his attack, suddenly, the dark iron door behind the woman was pushed open, and a thin figure walked in.
He is an elderly man with gray hair, wearing simple clothes, with narrow-rimmed metallic eyes, and a scarf made of thick wool around his neck.
"Director Zhou." When the woman saw the simple old man coming in, she immediately stood up and said hello.
"Wu Qing, are you still here? No classes today?" The old man known as Director Zhou smiled and nodded, then moved his eyes to Jiang Cheng and the others.
"I heard you guys talking just now, what's the matter?" The old man said, taking off his scarf and putting it on the table. His movements were very natural and made people feel comfortable.
"They came to borrow books with a numbered list from somewhere." Wu Qing answered solemnly.
"No, Director Zhou, we are also students of Jiangtan University." Jiang Cheng explained hurriedly through the glass.
Director Zhou took the number handed over by Wu Qing and only glanced at it. The next second, Jiang Cheng keenly noticed that Director Wu's brows slowly wrinkled and his expression became strange, "Where did you get this number from?" Where did you get it?" Director Wu looked at Jiang Cheng and asked.
Jiang Cheng was worried that he would spill the beans, so he had to prevaricate and throw the question back, "Director Zhou, do you know this number?"
"Yes." Director Zhou seemed to have not thought much about it. He lowered his head and looked at the number in his hand again and recalled, "This is indeed the number of our library's collection."
"How could it be?" Wu Qing couldn't help but say something.
"But not now, it was many years ago, when the school library was first established, and it was normal for Wu Qing not to know." Director Zhou explained.
"Does this book still exist now?" Jiang Cheng didn't want to know history, he just wanted this book.
Director Zhou shook his head, then handed the numbered list back and said in a regretful tone: "It has been too long. Many of the books in the collection at that time have been lost. Even if they are still there, it is difficult to find them."
Seeing that the clues they finally found were interrupted, Jiang Cheng and Fatty were unwilling to give in. Jiang Cheng was ready to work harder, "Director Zhou, please help me think about it again. This book is very important to me."
