Lu Li and the investigators determined that the committee had encountered a problem that had nothing to do with them - there was not a quiet enough place for them to record information.
Of course there are a lot of empty rooms in the investigator base, but the infrastructure is not enough. In other words... because they arrived too suddenly, there are not enough seats for them to proceed.
You can't just move seats from other places and make do with them.
It would be unimaginable if this kind of thing happened to the Night Watch, but among the investigators...
"Then just find a place." The team leader said nonchalantly.
They were then taken to the rest area.
"A glass of milk." After sitting down, Lu Li said to the alliance staff behind the counter.
The alliance staff in charge of the rest area has a new face. The last one is on vacation.
The three members of the judgment team each ordered coffee and water. After the alliance personnel left, the team leader pushed a piece of parchment and a pen in front of Lu Li.
"You can write the content of the incident on it. It's best to make it more beautiful. Please don't write it in a sloppy way."
Lu Li didn't pick up the pen because he had nothing to say.
"You can write down the encounters you think are related to the incident." The team leader seemed to notice Lu Li's pause and said. As a member of the judgment team, he could easily judge the other person's thoughts based on their behavior.
Lu Li no longer hesitated and picked up a pen to write down what happened after boarding the wooden boat.
[I rowed towards the event marker, and the searchlight on the sailboat followed me. After moving about thirty or forty meters, an exclamation sounded from the deck of the sailboat. The crew shouted and pointed to the right side of the sailboat and fled into the cabin. I saw a strange fog coming from
】
The pen tip paused here, and when the parchment was smeared with ink marks, Lu Li took it away.
Starting from the "strange mist", the written words disappeared, but there was still ink in the pen.
Just a few seconds after Lu Li paused, writing suddenly appeared on the parchment, and the contents appeared coherently, stroke by stroke, as if something was rewriting what Lu Li had written.
It was as if the time between Lu Li and the parchment was distorted and chaotic, and what he wrote would only appear in the future a few seconds later.
At this time, the team leader's voice sounded from the opposite side.
"This kind of paper is called obscure paper, and its function is completely opposite to its name: no weirdness can appear on the paper, no matter it is information that reduces the sanity value or distorts taboo knowledge, no contaminants can be presented.
So what is written on it becomes completely harmless."
This is the reason why exorcism can be passed down to this day.
They can still fight against the weird ones that are getting stronger, but if all knowledge becomes an unreachable taboo, the human world will fall into the abyss in an instant, and there will be no possibility of salvation.
The team leader's expression became lonely and regretful: "It's a pity that they are too difficult to make and too rare."
Lu Li looked at the parchment in front of him again. He still couldn't tell the difference between it and most other parchments. The only possible difference was that its texture was like the kind of old treasure map that had been drawn for hundreds of years.
Old and mysterious.
Thinking more deeply, this may be the reason why dark paper is used to record events: exorcists are recording all the weird things they experience, just like history books.
This explains why the team leader asked Lu Li not to have sloppy handwriting.
Stopping his thoughts, Lu Li re-wrote new content behind the blur.
[The waves surged from the sea and surrounded the surrounding waters within ten seconds. All surrounding sounds disappeared, and the fog-shrouded sea no longer had waves, becoming as flat as a mirror. 】
Keywords related to fog disappeared briefly, then reappeared after a few seconds.
As Lu Li was writing, he was thinking, what would happen if he wrote down "Gate", "Bloody Tentacles" and Friday? Whether the information about "Gate" and "Bloody Tentacles" that he submitted was filtered by obscure paper like it is now.
Once?
Without stopping, Lu Li wrote down the subsequent encounters on obscure paper in relatively brief words. The dying whale, the disturbing black substance, clothes in the deep sea, the boat returning the souls, Friday, looking at the sea cliff, the dark shadow
, flipper print.
Most of the keywords had different delays from Lu Li's writing, but Friday, which he paid special attention to, had no delay or any problems.
Is it like the old man said, is Friday just a passing investigator, or is it because Friday is not her real name?
"Is there any correlation between the time when the handwriting reappears and the source of infection?" asked Lu Li, who discovered that the delayed reappearance of keywords was different.
"The greater the threat of infection in what is written, the slower the writing will reappear. This is how the difficulty level of the events you see is sorted. Write down the weird location, and then divide the difficulty according to the interval between its appearance on the obscure paper.
"
[Friday told me that the rescue ship would appear in two hours and twenty-five minutes, and then went to sleep. The rescue ship would appear in about two hours and twenty minutes.]
After writing the last part, Lu Li capped his pen and pushed the paper back.
"I almost wanted to ask you to stop, but fortunately, you have finished writing." The team leader picked up the parchment, read it over again, handed it to the two team members for reading, and continued: "The paper can bear as much as
The pollution power is limited, and you should have noticed that it has become more shabby than before."
Lu Li thought thoughtfully: "So the fewer words on a worn-out piece of obscure paper, the more dangerous those words point to?"
"It can be said that if the wear and tear of Huizhi is not caused by other factors."
One team member read the contents on the obscure paper, handed it to the next team member, and said to Lu Li: "We will look for this 'Friday' among the investigators based on the information you provided."
Lu Li asked: "Can I consider this incident a success or a failure?"
"The incident assessment will be judged as failure only if the investigators dispatched to follow are involved, and external help is not included." The team leader stood up, with a smile that made the nasolabial folds on his face deeper: "So congratulations in advance on your official joining as an investigator."
At this moment, an alliance member trotted over and whispered to the team leader: "The night watchman found contaminants on old Mr. Coote. It is a curse..."
The smile on the team leader's face disappeared in an instant. He frowned and said, "Follow the procedure. I'll be there later."
After he finished speaking, he said to Lu Lisuo: "The next physical and mental evaluation will be carried out by the local investigator base, so I'll excuse you for now."
After watching the judgment team leave, Lu Li drank the milk in one gulp and walked into the passage they left.
It was rare to see two investigators in the base. They were talking in low voices and passed by Lu Li.
They are saying that there is a wraith that has been attacking humans and ghosts all over Belfast in the past two days, and the night watchman is hunting down the wraith.
Lu Li's eyes suddenly darkened, and his black eyes lowered.
The steps under my feet quietly became more rapid.