Abyss Express

The two walked through the channel of the diversion gate, and according to the prompt of the station broadcast, they came to a brightly lit office building, the decoration of which was very industrial.

Ah Xing was about to rush in, but Jiang Xueming paid more attention and circled a few big circles on both sides of the concrete road.

He avoided the passing traffic, carefully observed the white lines of road signs on both sides of the road, and opened the phone map.

The location of the map navigation shows that they have come to Europe, to be exact, the waters near Iceland, more than 33,000 meters underground.

The GPS positioning signal is strong and sometimes weak, and the positioning on the map is also erratic. The mobile phone signal then drops to 3G. The personnel at the radio station also told passengers that if you want high-quality communication signals in this place, you can only use the dial-up method. To make a call outside, the communication cables at the station were laid along with the railway—the signal base station here is very old, and it can only be said to be barely enough.

But Jiang Xueming didn't care about this——

——What he cares about is the signal cables on both sides of the road and the style of road signs.

Xueming used to work in a battery factory and saw many, many signal wires. Regardless of the size of the equipment, these wires are needed to issue control commands between the production workshop or the electrical room and the substation.

In this underground city, these signal lines are like dense blood vessels, extending all the way from the outer edge of the city far away from the road.

Because there is no need to resist the rain and wind of the natural climate, these cables are not hung on the poles, and do not need to be buried in the ground. They just lie in the wild fields on both sides of the road and are covered with simple white plastic hard shells.

What Jiang Xueming was curious about was the letters on the covers of these signal cables and high-voltage wires—he couldn't understand them at all.

It really doesn't even count as "knowing a little bit"--nothing at all.

The characters written on the cover are different from the isolated letters of any country or language family in his common knowledge. It's more like a code word or an old saying.

Strings of symbols fit together, following the cables all the way to the distance.

There are also such symbols on the white road markings on both sides of the road.

Xue Ming immediately pulled A Xing over, pointed at the road marking line, "Do you know these things, A Xing?"

Ah Xing was confused, squatted down with Brother Ming, looked at it for a long time but didn't see anything strange, and finally had a flash of inspiration: "Oh! I remembered!"

Jiang Xueming took a notebook and compared the symbols on the road markings to make notes, and then asked, "Do you know what these symbols mean?"

"I often watch anime!" Bu Meteor took out his mobile phone, and compared the signs on the road to the marks similar to magic runes in the comics: "In fantasy works, there are many runes made with reference to ancient characters, just this , should be runes.”

"Huh?" Jiang Xueming actually felt that he had suffered from not watching any cartoons.

It is rare for Ah Xing to show off his knowledge reserves to Brother Ming, his little tail is raised high, and his head and mobile phone are both tilted to Brother Ming, "Look at Brother Ming, the runes and runes in Norse mythology—— On the road markings on both sides of the road, it should be called [Jera], which means [time, year].”

After a while, he pointed to another rune.

"This one is called [Ehwaz], which means [horse, beast of burden]."

The two stood up, and Ah Xing saw the dam mouth and the underground river far away, and there was a huge symbol on the stone pier.

"That one is called [Laguz], which means [water flow, waters]."

"Oh, I see, I just changed the meaning of an old saying." Jiang Xueming didn't care too much, thinking to himself—maybe it's the strange sense of ritual of the city designer. After all, Chinese architecture also likes to pay attention to ancient Chinese or Feng Shui to build houses.

"How is it? Am I good?" Ah Xing looked smug, and finally taught Brother Ming once, but he was so awesome.

"Excellent! I still have a lot to ask you for advice." Jiang Xueming suddenly showed a strange look.

Ah Xing has seen that kind of look before, it's like the look that Brother Ming looked at Coach Li at the dinner table in his former residence, wishing to suck him dry——

"—No, no, no! I don't understand, I don't understand! I have study materials here! Brother Ming, you want to learn from me, and I will give you some popular dramas that pay attention to history and culture!" A Xing immediately confessed.

After Xueming finished taking photos of these external roads, because the ambient light here was very dark and the image quality of the photos was poor, he drew all the symbols in a notebook in a decent manner.

The two continued to walk towards the office building.

Pushing open the door is the Central Office of the Armed Employees of the City of Death's Mate.

In this tall building with more than 30 floors, there are not many people on duty at the front desk. There are three clerks and two translators. Apart from that, there is not even a cleaner.

These signs puzzled Jiang Xueming—in such a big city, the headquarters of armed employees responsible for peripheral security work was so empty?

He speculated in his heart, maybe this is also a good thing——

——There are fewer armed personnel on the periphery, which also means that the periphery is relatively safe, and there is no need for so many people to be stationed.

The next step is to follow the process.

Hand over the passenger ID. The staff of the board of directors stamped the new seal of the deadly spouse agency on the certificate. Send out two personnel registration forms.

After filling out the form, an interpreter led them to the 22nd floor to find their security officer.

Except for the chatting between A Ming and the translator, the whole process was very quiet. The things they chatted were also very unnutritious, mostly gossip news from various stations, gossip that was hard to distinguish between true and false.

The translator took them to the door of room 2219, and left in a hurry—from the conversation, Xueming learned that there are only six translators working in shifts in the whole building, three translators for small languages ​​and three translators for major languages. I'm very busy, and I don't have time to gossip with them.

Jiang Xueming's style was still the same as before.

He knocked on the door first, then pushed the door open and entered immediately.

"Hello!"

just entered the door -

——The two smelled a strong smell of cigarettes. And a scene that cannot be described in words.

The scene was too chaotic, and the SAN value of the two plummeted. To understand the overall layout of room 2219, one has to start with the outer corridor.

The internal layout of this building is back-shaped, with a large patio in the middle for ventilation and elevators, and the front desk of the office on the first floor can be seen directly from the corridor.

It's very much like an apartment design, so most of the armed employees also converted their offices into dormitories.

Originally, Xueming had already prepared himself when he saw the clothes hanging everywhere in the corridor, but when he actually pushed the door open, he was still shocked by the strong impact.

Both sides of the door of 2219 are full of used beverage cans, and layers of fast food garbage are not packed, and they are piled up next to the weapon cabinet to form small hills.

Further inside is the crude bathroom and bathroom, both of which are old, and many walls have fallen off and smashed into pieces, and no one has cleaned them up.

There are still many traces of stamping out cigarette butts on the exposed floor tiles. Just throwing away the cigarette butts, no one cares about the ash.

Next to the bathroom are two large bookshelves that are rickety. They seemed to be knocked down by something, but they happened to collide and supported each other so that they would not fall to the ground completely. The yellow pages, envelopes, and documents were scattered all over the place, mixed with other domestic garbage.

Then there's the TV on the big desk, and the DVDs -- and dozens of DVDs without their packaging.

There is also that ashtray filled with cigarette butts like a pile of arhats. Using an ashtray to describe it seems too delicate and quiet, it should be called an ashtray.

Several network cables are pulled on both sides of the ceiling fan in the room, and various underwear and staff uniforms are hung from the beam frame of the bathroom to the steel beam of the glass door on the other side.

Finally, there is the rightful owner of this room—A Xing and A Ming's armed employees, the security guards for this trip.

The woman, wearing only her underwear, was standing on a desk with both hands holding the upper rope that was holding the ceiling fan.

This was the chaotic picture that neither Bu Liuxing nor Jiang Xueming could understand for a while.

Their five senses are superior and they can see a lot. There is also a lot of information to be processed by the brain, so the whole room fell into an eerie silence for a while.

When I first entered the room, I could only smell the strong smell of smoke, but within a few seconds, the stench of household garbage came to my face.

Fortunately, there are no bugs, cockroaches and flies in this place, otherwise the mental strength of the two little guys would have dropped a little.

The two men and the lady looked at each other for a long time - neither of them spoke.

The strange silence lasted for a long, long time.

It was about a minute and a half, ninety seconds.

In this period of time--

——Jiang Xueming's brain was shaking.

People these days simply can't bear this way of living, all the mess in the house is like bullets, oh no, it's like a 40 fire bombarding his head indiscriminately.

This vicious mental attack froze him.

——Bu Meteor's brain was also trembling.

He sees DVDs on the table and comic books buried in yellow pages envelopes on the floor.

This young lady who was about to hang herself did not move at all, as if her brain had been powered off. Looking at the muscles on her body, she is a person who exercises regularly. The deltoid muscles are obvious and she has six-pack abs. Look at her MINISO products He even forgot to tear off the label of his special underwear. He is a very casual person.

finally--

--finally.

"call--"

The young lady of the armed employee let out a sigh of relief.

It was like walking down from the Red Terrace Execution Ground, deciding not to die.

She was ruffling the messy golden and black hair on her head, as if tidying up hay, chanting Japanese, a lifeless greeting.

"いらっしゃいませ[Welcome]"

Bu Meteor tugged on Brother Ming's arm.

"Still a Sakura girl?!"

Jiang Xueming was still struggling to get out of that chaotic state of mind, and finally regained consciousness. He held down his hands and feet two or three times, for fear that he would become a ruthless housekeeping machine, and finally replied: "What's wrong?"

Bu Liuxing imitated the lines from A Dream of Red Mansions again: "Ah! I've seen this sister from Fusang before."

"Be normal." The corner of Xue Ming's mouth twitched.

Without waiting for Ah Xing to say more——

—and saw the armed employee climb off the table and slowly put on his pants and shirt.

"Two Chinese? I can't speak Chinese clearly. A little bit, a little bit, Just so so."

This young lady has a high-pitched voice, like a squirrel, with front teeth like a squirrel, and her voice is as loud as a whistle.

When she put on the pink cat-head slippers, she seemed to be unable to find her employee leather boots. She walked up to the two passengers, squinted her eyes and took a good look, as if she could see the appearance of the two passengers clearly.

"Ohhhh!! LukeyDA☆ZE! Headquarters give me a good job! Well done! Boss, you are well done! Both of you look good!"

"Hey." Ah Xing smiled awkwardly. He had never seen such a spirited little girl in his life, but he responded in a flustered and humble manner: "Just so so a little bit, a little bit."

Jiang Xueming didn't speak at all, he just observed the armed employee carefully.

Her net height is about 165 centimeters. She has a typical Asian appearance. She has bad teeth and some acne on her face. It should be a dust allergy from long-term smoking. Her hair is very long, and some highlights are dyed blond.

Look at the muscle mass on your body, you can carry a gun, your skin is in good color, and you have fat as an energy reserve. You are a person who exercises scientifically—reliable.

It's just that there may be some problems in language communication.

Also, this girl looks only eighteen or nineteen years old, really young, but there was an example of Mr. Victor's immortal body before, and Xue Ming didn't pay much attention to the apparent age of this skin.

After thinking about it, he stretched out his hand, "My name is Jiang Xueming, hello."

Bu Liuxing immediately followed up, "My name is Bu Liuxing! You can just call me A Xing!"

The young lady looked left and right, opened her mouth slightly, and suddenly slapped her head, as if she woke up.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

She stopped, took a deep breath, and shouted out a series of introductory words mixed in Japanese, Chinese and English.

"Death Puppet Organ City · Armed Forces · Number 900113 · Team Member Number 10007714 · No military rank yet · But it must be sergeant or above · Super able to fight · I don't know how long this life will last, but I really want to eat Chinese food · Special It's fresh egg fried rice that doesn't last overnight, Sailor Moon who has been in the 1700s this year for who knows how many months——Asaka Nanami!"

Since the Chinese, English, and Japanese languages ​​of this passage are too chaotic to express in words, I have already translated the general meaning.

When the name was announced at the end, the Roman voice of Asaka·Nanami, the little girl put on a handsome posture of transformation by the way.

"But! I still! Hope you guys! Say my English name! Jessica!"

"She is indeed very energetic." Xue Ming whispered to Ah Xing: "She is more energetic than you."

After completing this posture, Nanami stretched out her hand and shook hands with Jiang Xueming. She first stretched out her left hand, and found that there were still oil stains on her left hand, and then stretched out her right hand, and found that the nails of her right hand had smoke caught, all of which were yellow-brown smoke spot.

"Oh! I'm sorry, I shook hands with you only after taking a shower!"

After speaking, the girl bowed sharply, and ran to the bathroom on her own.

Ah Xing was stunned by this set of extremely pure self-introduction, and didn't react at all.

On the contrary, Xueming is already familiar with the way, and he is ready to have a heart-to-heart talk with the security officer, because he can't bear it anymore.

He ran to the bathroom in the corridor to get garbage bags and brooms, mops and rags, and immediately started tidying up the room, cleaning up everything he could see.

Looking at the room more, Jiang Xueming felt as if he had been raped.

Twenty minutes passed—

——Nanami ran out of the bathroom, and she saw

The bookshelf was moved to its original position, and the oil stains on the yellow pages envelopes were cleaned and stuffed back into the bookshelf.

The rubbish was collected in the corridor, and more than 20 old things that she didn't know whether to throw away were put aside, waiting for her to sort them out.

The DVD and TV on the table were moved to the side of the sofa, and the discs were also covered with plastic bags for protection.

The rug was exposed to the sun, drying on a clothesline in the hallway. There are also old clothes with skirts that she confiscated for a long time, and they are also folded beside the big bed in the back room.

The girl had just taken a shower, and the hot water made her a little dizzy.

"Are you Doraemon? Where is this place? Is this door an arbitrary door?"

"This is your office." Jiang Xueming took off his coat, fearing that the oil would stain the spirit clothes. He was only wearing a black vest, and the work of cleaning the room was done quickly and well.

"Ohhh! LukeyDA☆ZE!" Nanami was about to rush towards Jiang Xueming, but Xueming grabbed the collar of her shirt and threw her onto the bed in the back room so as not to interfere with his work.

"Pfft——" The armed employee fell into the soft quilt, poked his head out after a while, and saw that his boudoir was also brightened up, and his eyes also brightened up, "——Ohhh! You did it Good! You are doing well!"

Jiang Xueming cleaned up the bathroom, threw the old clothes into the washing machine, and walked up to Nanami with two suitcases and a hanging rope.

"I took this rope off, I hope you won't need it in the future."

Jiang Xueming brought up two more suitcases: "These two suitcases have blood stains on them. I cleaned them up. I think they should be more important things. I will bring them here for you to see."

"Ah..." Nanami said immediately when she saw the box, "These two things are for you. But don't open them. Help me, please don't open them."

Jiang Xueming then asked, "What's inside?"

"[Paintoast·Francisto]! I'll take you there, to do the task, just throw this out, wait and see, the box is fine, you are fine." Nanami pretended to be mysterious and explained: "It's very powerful, can't Open it up!"

——Looks like it's some kind of important prop, since the armed employees said they can't see it, so let's not look at it.

Jiang Xueming put away his curiosity, but really couldn't understand Chief Nanami's Japanese English, maybe that strange pronunciation was describing something else.

All in all, judging from Officer Nanami's description, this box has the function of decoy bombs.

At this time, Ah Xing cleaned the ashtray, took out his precious perfume from his luggage, and used it as an air freshener, and took out a comic book by Chibi Maruko from his backpack as a gift, and brought two boxes Put the cigarettes back on the desk together.

Officer Nanami's brows and eyes were brightened, and she felt light and airy all over.

"You did a good job too! Reciprocity is reciprocal! Reciprocity is reciprocity! Chinese idioms are what I have learned all my life!"

She put on her pants again, ran to the weapon cabinet in a panic, pulled out two P90 submachine guns, and threw them at the two passengers.

Bu Meteor caught the gun and shivered violently. He was very confused, because this Sakura girl seemed careless, and she was not on the tune the whole time.

So he asked Jiang Xueming, and asked in a very low voice: "Brother Ming, she looks a little unreliable, can she really protect us? Our last security officer, Mr. Bourne, looks much more reliable."

"It's very reliable. From the perspective of choosing a weapon, it's very reliable." Jiang Xueming took off the empty magazine of the P90, unlocked the safety, disassembled the receiver, checked the gun's grease protection fluid, and observed the overall state of the shooting mechanism: "This It's the guy she eats, and the maintenance work is done well-this is the city, in narrow rooms and alleyways, this kind of submachine gun with a short barrel and a capacity of 50 rounds is the best choice, considering her arm span and figure Said, this weapon is very suitable for her, she is a professional."

Seeing this set of operations, Ah Xing was taken aback for a while.

Xueming said casually: "The structure of the P90 is really simple. There are videos on the Internet teaching you how to disassemble it for maintenance within fifteen seconds. But if you surf more often."

Ah Xing immediately said: "I understand, I understand."

"There are more!" Nanami took out two Glock G26 pistols from the weapon cabinet and threw them to the passengers.

When Ah Xing received the pistol, his face was full of doubts. The size of the G26 was too small. Against his wide palm, it looked like a toy gun.

Xue Ming took the sleeve of G26 and checked it again.

"The whole gun is in good condition and is very suitable for close combat. Among the firearms that can fire 9mm par ammunition, the G26 is almost the smallest and most portable weapon."

"MOLLE!" Nanami was carrying two pairs of straps, a steel plate and a Kevlar bulletproof vest. The flashlight was already hung on it, and the first aid kit was already installed, but the pronunciation of MOLLE, in the Nanami said "touch it".

"Sir Nanami, wait a minute, I still have something to do." Jiang Xueming went out, piled up the household garbage, and sent it to the garbage room.

Nanami first responded politely: "Okay! Thank you!"

He immediately emphasized: "Jessica! You call me Jessica!"

"Okay, Brother Jie." Xue Ming replied casually.

"I'm going to take out the trash too! Brother Jie!" Bu Liuxing put down his weapon and followed closely behind.

Nanami pouted, because of those two small squirrel-like front teeth, her mouth was not smooth.

She leaned against the door, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, lit it for herself, and saw the two good-looking Chinese passengers walking towards the other end of the corridor with garbage bags.

——As they walked, they started humming and dancing, and arranged for themselves homework from Mr. Victor.

Nanami held up the lighter and didn't recover for a long time.

"OH! MY! GOD!"