"There's no one on the first floor."
"There's no one on the second floor."
"There's no one on the third floor."
Drones were at the forefront, and special forces followed in real time, searching every room.
If there is a locked room, use the key to unlock it.
Keys come from library administrators to prevent all doors from being physically broken into.
The special forces quickly arrived at the door on the sixth floor, and no missing security guard was found on the five floors.
During the investigation, technical investigators discovered that the library's surveillance videos had been cleared and all surveillance videos were lost.
Ke Meng and Tang Yuan came to the door on the sixth floor together and felt an obvious strange feeling.
Among them, Kemeng was the worst. Kemeng could smell the smell that had dissipated. If it weren't for synaesthesia, it would be difficult to smell the smell that once remained.
The smell of printing paper was still in the air, covering it up, but Kemeng could smell it. It was the smell of decaying books, the smell of moldy things.
The musty smell was not as strong as usual. Kemeng took a step inside and the feeling became stronger and stronger.
Luo Yuan also stepped inside and took out a paper charm in his hand, which was one of his attack props.
When the people from the special forces saw it, they immediately asked if they could enter. Dr. Liang said: "Don't bring too many people in, just one person per person. Just protect the investigators. Too many people will destroy the synaesthesia conditions at the scene."
A messy scene is inconvenient for investigators to use synesthesia, so the fewer people there, the better.
Of course, sometimes the fewer people the better, it depends on the situation.
After Kemen stepped in, he looked around and moved his nose, looking for the place with the biggest musty smell.
Luo Yuan and Cheng Le also saw some stains through their glasses, and the route happened to be in the direction Ke Meng walked.
The glutinous rice balls were rolling behind, and their golden hair was extremely clean, incompatible with the environment.
The special forces hold submachine guns, and their body nerves are always tense. Once there is a change, the first priority is to protect the lives of the investigators.
Fifteen steps later, Kemen stopped at a row of corners in the east corner, his eyes stopping at the second empty space from the left on the third floor of the bookshelf.
Kemen had an intuition that there should be a very moldy book in this empty space.
But the book is no longer here, where will it go?
"Can you call the curator here, or the administrator on the sixth floor? I need what books were placed in this empty space." Kemen pointed to the empty space.
"Yes!" The special soldier turned on the intercom button and explained Kemeng's needs.
"Understood, it will be delivered immediately within a minute." A steady male voice came from the intercom.
Kemen looked around, frowned, and walked along the library floor, accepting the strange feeling of this room.
Besides the smell, there was also a strange feeling.
He couldn't tell what it was, as if something was blocking Kemeng from sensing it.
What is missing?
A flash of inspiration flashed, and Kemen remembered.
It's the figure by the window!
Ke Meng once looked up from downstairs to the sixth floor and saw a black, skinless figure looking down from the window.
Why no synesthetes appeared after entering the sixth floor? This is unreasonable.
Kemeng told the captain the questions in his heart. Luo Yuan frowned and thought quickly: "The door here was blasted, destroying the best synaesthesia environment, so some information cannot be obtained."
Kemen stood at the window with the curtains open, looking down through the window and saw a group of soldiers.
What was that figure looking at at that time?
Ke Meng frowned and couldn't figure it out.
At this time, the administrator and the curator of the sixth floor both entered the sixth floor. They were both older. It was the special forces who carried them all the way upstairs, otherwise they would not have arrived within one minute.
"Report, people have arrived!"
"Hello, comrade, I'm Jin Qiwen. Where is the empty seat? Let me take a look." The old curator wiped the sweat from his head, a little anxious.
When the director first learned that something happened in the library, he rushed over, but he couldn't get in. It wasn't until the first half minute that someone told the sergeant that he needed to go upstairs to cooperate with the investigation.
"Hello, hello, I am Chang Chengwen, the administrator of this floor." Another man in his fifties apologized.
Luo Yuan shook hands and led the two of them to the bookshelf in the east corner.
The curator frowned, looking like he was thinking hard. He was obviously old and hadn't been to the sixth floor for a long time, so he kind of forgot about it.
But the current administrator still remembers what books are kept here. Besides, even if he forgets, he still has a paper record, so don't panic.
"I remember that the book placed here is "Travel in Whale County". It is an old book published eighty years ago. The collection of books is recorded here." The administrator found the catalog of the book collection and pointed out that the book in the empty space on the bookshelf was "Travel in Whale County". smell".
Kemen looked at the catalog file and found the location of the bookshelf, but the book was not here.
"Do we need to search them all?" the soldier leading the team asked softly.
"Let's look for it first. In addition, we need to install a new door. It is best to restore the original environment and scene." Luo Yuan said.
"yes!"
The special forces soldier turned on the intercom and stated the request.
The person on the intercom only paused for three seconds and immediately replied: "Give us half an hour."
Official forces are working behind the scenes. With an order, they will immediately find a factory that makes steel doors and quickly customize them, copy them according to the original style, and then transport them by helicopter to ensure speed.
The debris at the scene was cleared piece by piece, and the fallen books were put back into place.
Synesthesia requires a good environment.
Some secret information is too hidden, and it is difficult to know what happened before without the original environment.
Now the investigators are waiting for the environment to be restored, and then four investigators will synesthetically capture that feeling.
Within half an hour, a helicopter arrived, transporting half of the steel door and professional installers.
The blast only opened half of the door. As long as the other half of the door was installed, it would have little impact.
The installer quickly went upstairs to install the steel door.
The steel door was originally brand new, but an investigator sent by the Bureau of Investigation brought special distressed items that could age the door to a certain extent and match it with the original door.
The investigator held a magnifying glass and kept examining the door.
The area looked at by the magnifying glass will show some aging.
The longer you look at it, the more severe the aging will be.
As for the side effects... The investigator put down the magnifying glass and his eyes were weeping. The tears kept flowing, and the time of weeping was equal to the time of staring.
It's impossible to achieve 100% restoration, at least not with the current technology. Like 70% to 80% is already very impressive, but it only takes half an hour, which also includes the time spent on the road.
After a while, the soldiers closed the door, leaving the four investigators alone in the secret room on the sixth floor. The glutinous rice balls were put into the scarves. Because its image did not blend in with the environment, Luo Yuan and Cheng Le could not concentrate on it. Synaesthesia is always interrupted.
After closing the door, the light dimmed by four points and the room became a little gloomy.
The curtains were only open on one side, and there was a serious lack of light, making the areas not illuminated by the light slightly dark, as if something was standing there.
Kemen cleared his mind and felt the truth that might be hidden on the sixth level.
He stood at the place with the greatest musty smell as the starting point and walked slowly in the direction of the musty smell.
After a dozen steps, Kemen stopped in front of the window with the curtains open.
He leaned over and looked down at a group of people.
No, it’s not about looking at people.
Ke Meng shook his head, and then thought of something again. He held it empty with his right hand, leaving enough space between his thumb and four fingers, just enough to hold a book.
It was this small detail that gave rise to a strange feeling in my heart.
There was once a person who took away "Whale County Travels" and stood in front of the window looking down. He was completely black, with a human appearance but no human skin. There was a black background behind him.
