martialXiaodeaccording to the blade, makes a fistsingle-handedly, takes the leadto face forwardto walk.
武小德一手按刀,一手握拳,率先朝前走去。desolateBaihonginhisbodyside.
萧白红在他身侧。Eagleandringerbehindthem.
鹰和枪手又在他们后面。Regimental commanderin the middle.
团长在中间。
The falconbrings up the rear.
隼殿后。
The groupface forwardto march forwardsilently.
一行人默默朝前行进。Before long.
不一会儿。
The frontpresented a longrow of office.
前方出现了一长排办公室。On the corridoris setting up a sign:
长廊上立着一块牌子:„Allscientistshad sacrificed, thisplaceprohibitstemporarily.”
“所有科学家已牺牲,此地暂时封禁。”Washere-
就是这里了-Oneselfmustmake clearhereexactlyto haveanything, cancompletethatrequest.
自己必须搞清楚这里到底发生了什么,才可以完成那个委托。InmartialXiaodeheartsecretly thought/passage.
武小德心中暗道。
The falconfourlooks, opens the mouth saying: „Has not surveyedanylifeto fluctuate, was good, Idiscovered that herereallyalsohas an equipment room.”
隼四下一望,开口道:“没有探测到任何生命波动,啊,太棒了,我发现这里竟然还有个机械室。”„Whatmachinery?”Asking that the ringersare interested.
“什么机械?”枪手感兴趣的问。„Possiblyis the undergroundlarge-scaleoperating equipmentcenter, cancometogetherunder the research?” The falconsaid.
“可能是地下的大型操作设备中枢,要不要来一起研究下?”隼说道。„Equipmentcenter...... Ialsothinks that is the weapon, ok.” The ringersexpressimmediatelyoneselfhave no interest.
“设备中枢啊……我还以为是兵器呢,算了。”枪手立刻表示自己没有兴趣。
The falconthenalonetoward the corridorend.
隼便独自朝走廊尽头去了。„Wantsmeto accompanyyouto have a looktogether?”martialXiaodeshouts.
“要不要我陪你一起去看看?”武小德喊道。„Iput onmachinearmor- youmanage welleveryone, saidagain in shouldbe the machines, noissue.” The falconturn headsmiled, shakes the headto say.
“我穿着机甲呢-你管好大家,再说里面应该都是机器,没什么问题。”隼回头笑了一下,摇头说道。martialXiaodelooks that hisbackextinguishesin the darkness.
武小德看着他的背影消弭在黑暗中。Saidhonestly that flash, heas ifsaw the blood of falconchestnot to flowa moment ago.
坦白说,刚才那一瞬间,他似乎看见隼胸口的血已经不流了。Is the wound healing?
是伤口愈合?Said,hisbloodhas drained off?
还是说,他的血已经流干了?Kascratches!
咔擦!
The soundpulls backmartialXiaode the attentiona.
一道响声把武小德的注意力拉了回来。
The eagleopened a door of leaf of office.
鹰打开了一扇办公室的门。
In sees is only suspending the desk, bookshelf,sofa, was turnedonepieceeverywherein confusion.
只见里面摆着办公桌、书架、沙发,到处被翻得一片狼藉。„Probablyhad searched forthoroughly, wedid not get so far as anything.” The ringerssaid.
“好像已经被彻底的搜寻了一遍,咱们弄不到什么东西了。”枪手道。„Assassin, is not right, the thiefmister, whatusefulthing can herealsofind?” The eagleturn headasked.
“刺客,不对,小偷先生,这里还能找到什么有用的东西吗?”鹰回头问道。„Makesmehave a look.”desolateBaihongwalked.
“让我看看。”萧白红走了进去。Hestandsin the room, looks all around, thoughta while, suddenlybends the waist, takes up a sofaseat cushion, extracted a picturefrom the inner layer.
他站在房间里,环顾四周,想了一会儿,忽然弯下腰,拿起一个沙发座垫,从内层抽出了一张照片。„Inmyfeeling, thispicturewasmost valuable.”desolateBaihongsaid with a smile.
“在我的感觉中,这张照片是最有价值的了。”萧白红笑道。
The peoplelooktogether, seeing onlyin the pictureisseveralscientists.
众人一起望去,只见照片上是几名科学家。Thesescientistsstandin the platform before tunnel, shows the smiletoward the lens.
这些科学家站在隧道前的站台上,朝着镜头露出微笑。Under the picturealsowritestwolines of small characters:
照片下方还写着两行小字:„From left to right, in descending order , areLi Bing, SunShuhua, stretch/open the dance,Liusleek/moist, Ding Tao.”
“从左至右,依次是黎兵、孙术华、张尔舞、刘润、丁涛。”„Attention, thisisourphotographorders.”
“注意,这就是我们的拍照顺序。”
The eaglesaidpuzzled: „Thisis a picture, why will youfeelitmost valuable?”
鹰不解道:“这不过是一张照片,为什么你会觉得它最有价值?”„It is not clear, thisismyability, italwaysright.”desolateBaihongsaid.
“不清楚,这是我的能力,它从来没错过。”萧白红道。
The regimental commanderreceived the picture, hesitates saying: „Yougo to several other roomsto have a look, looks for the valuablething.”
团长接过照片,沉吟道:“你去其他几个房间看看,把有价值的东西都找出来。”„Is goodto force!”
“好勒!”desolateBaihongtramples the gate of officein turn, transferredininside.
萧白红依次踹开办公室的门,在里面转了一圈。martialXiaodelooksfrom afar,thoughtdesolateBaihongability is really interesting.
武小德远远看着,不由觉得萧白红的能力真是有趣儿。Sees onlyhimto walkto standin the roomcenter, does not observe the roomlayout, does not look attheseeverywhere, is in confusion in a dazeon the contrary, thenextractssomethingfromonebunch of things, thenwalked.
只见他走进去站在房间中央,也不怎么观察房间布局,也不看那些满地的狼藉,反倒是发了会儿呆,便从一堆东西中抽出某物,然后走了出来。„Scientific researchdiary.”desolateBaihonggives the regimental commanderto say the notebook.
“科研日志。”萧白红把笔记本递给团长道。desolateBaihonglookedinalloffices, altogetherdiscoversfivescientific researchdiaries.
萧白红在所有办公室都找了一遍,一共找出五本科研日志。„Thereforethiswas the most valuablething?” The regimental commanderasked.
“所以这就是最有价值的东西了?”团长问。„Yes, in addition, otherhad searched forseveral, is not worthlookingagain.”desolateBaihongsaid.
“是的,除此之外,别的都被人搜寻过好几遍了,不值得再去找。”萧白红道。
The regimental commandergivesseveralpeople the diaryitself/Ben, everyonereads the contenttogether.
团长把日志本递给几人,大家一起翻看内容。Thesediariesthisquitethick, on the flyleafwrites the name of scientist, insideis the data and contents of variousgeological prospecting.
这些日志本相当厚,扉页上写着科学家的名字,里面则是各种地质勘探的数据和内容。martialXiaodeinthatownturnsfinally, inlastpageillegibleis drawingsomeat sixes and sevenslines and radicals, obviouslyisdiarymasteris thinking deeply aboutanything, thereforecasualwritesto drawin the book.
武小德把自己手上那本翻到最后,最后一页上潦草的画着一些乱七八糟的线条和笔画,显然是日志本的主人在思索着什么,所以随便在本子上写写画画。
The entirediarythislookscompletely, butis the records and undergroundexplorationprogress of someminerals.
整个日志本全部看下来,不过是一些矿物的记载和地下的勘探进展。„Probablyis not meaningfultous.”
“好像对我们没什么意义啊。”martialXiaodesaid.
武小德道。„Trulycannot use.” The ringersalsoapprove the person of same belief.
“确实用不上。”枪手也赞同道。„Receives, perhapslaterusefullyalsoperhaps.” The regimental commanderthisgivesmartialXiaodeto say the diarycompletely.
“收起来吧,兴许以后有用也说不定。”团长将日志本全部递给武小德道。martialXiaodethenloads into the marchingpackageseveraldiarybooks.
武小德便把几个日志本装进行军包。At this time, the falconalsocame back.
这时候,隼也回来了。„What kind of, whathasto harvest?” The ringersasked.
“怎么样,有什么收获吗?”枪手问。
The falconshakes the head saying: „Hereis a revolutioncenter, butwalksagaindownward, thesetunnelsabandoned, inside nothing.”
隼摇头道:“这里是一个运转中枢,不过再往下走,那些隧道都废弃了,里面没什么东西。”„Wecannotcontinueto stay, perhapswhen the demon, nowcontinuesalong the tunnelstrangelytoward the advance.” The regimental commandersaid.
“我们不能继续停留了,说不定什么时候魔怪就会下来,现在继续沿着隧道朝前进。”团长道。Peoplesimultaneous/uniformQiying.
众人齐齐应了一声。Theyreturn the platform, boards the undergroundtrain.
他们重新回到站台,登上地下列车。
The falcon and eaglego to the cabstarttraintogether.
隼和鹰一起去驾驶室启动列车。
Others restin the compartment.
其他人在车厢里休息。Waited forseveralbreaths.
等了几息。
The trainmovesslowly, drivestoward the undergrounddeep place.
列车缓缓移动,朝着地下深处驶去。„Ifcanfind the demon that theseare victoriousto be strangely good.”desolateBaihongsighed.
“如果能找到那些打得过的魔怪就好了。”萧白红叹了口气道。martialXiaodeshakes the head.
武小德摇了摇头。Thistimeentered the differentworldto meet the great change, caught uptightlycatches upslowlyenters the burrow, evaded the cataclysm of ground.
这次一进入异世界就遇到了巨变,紧赶慢赶才进入地穴,躲过了地上的灾变。Finallyalsohasthatterrifyingfellowto stop up the gate of burrow.
结果又有那种恐怖的家伙堵着地穴的门。Cannot seeincluding a degenerationhumansimply.
简直连一个堕落人类都看不到。How can thisgo back?
这要怎么回去?Perhaps......
也许……
A thoughtappearsinhisheart, butheactuallydoes not dareto say.
一个念头浮现在他心头,但他却不敢说出来。„Perhapswecould not go backtemporarily.”
“也许我们暂时回不去了。”
The regimental commandersaidsuddenly.
团长忽然说道。
The peopleare all silent.
众人皆默。Yes, withoutsmallkillsstrangely, cannot go back.
是的,没有小怪杀,就回不去。
The presentsituationis impossibleto havewhatmonsterto killtoyou.
眼下的情形根本不可能有什么怪物给你杀。„Thereforewewere strandedhere.”desolateBaihongsaid with a smile.
“所以我们是被困在这里了。”萧白红笑道。Suddenly.
忽然。
The book of dead spiritshakesgently, fallsbeforemartialXiaode, appears an all various professionsice crystalsmall character:
亡灵之书轻轻一震,落在武小德面前,显现出一行行冰晶小字:„Thisbookinduced an emergency task, received?”
“本书感应到了一个突发任务,是否接取?”martialXiaodeis startled.
武小德一怔。Hadn't had an assignmenta moment ago?
刚才不是已经接了一个任务了吗?How?
怎么还有?Moreoverthatdead spiritmilitary officer said that under hedoes not darethistunnel, becausethistunneldeep placehasstrength that canwipeto extinguishhis.
而且那位亡灵军官说了,他根本不敢下这隧道,因为这隧道深处有着能抹灭他的力量。martialXiaodeis just thinking, sees onlyin the book of dead spiritto reappearoneline of small characters:
武小德正想着,只见亡灵之书上又浮现出一行小字:„Pleaseimmediatelychoicewhetherreceives the duty, otherwise the dutywill vanish.”
“请立刻选择是否接取任务,否则任务将消失。”MilitaryDedun, silentsay/way: „Receives!”
武小德顿了顿,默道:“接取!”In the book of dead spiritappearsimmediatelyagainoneline of ice crystalsmall characters:
亡灵之书上立刻再次浮现出一行冰晶小字:„Thisbookhas receivedthisdead spiritto come.”
“本书已接取该亡灵前来。”Nextflickers, a familiarformappearedbeforemartialXiaode.
下一瞬,一个熟悉的身影出现在了武小德面前。Falcon.
隼。Unexpectedlyis the falcon!
竟然是隼!martialXiaodealmostcannot bearscream.
武小德差点忍不住叫出声来。Heis the dead spiritshape!
他是亡灵形态!But hadn't heboarded the traina moment ago?
可是刚才他不是已经上了列车吗?
Did hedie?
难道他死了?Then, thatfalconintraincab, whatis?
那么,在列车驾驶室里的那个隼,到底是什么?Sees only the falconwhole bodytranslucent, saidhurriedly: „littlemartial, I have not thought that youhavesuchability, Imustremindyou-”
只见隼浑身半透明,匆匆忙忙说道:“小武,我没想到你有这样的能力,我要提醒你-”
The wordshave not said,hissuddenlycomplexionchanges, towardlooksbehindsomewhere.
话还没说完,他忽然脸色一变,朝着身后某处望去。„What is that?”Falcontwittering.
“那是什么?”隼呢喃了一句。Onhischestappearssuddenly a sunspot.
他心口上忽然浮现出一个黑点。
A translucentlengthmustflyto shootto comefrom the extremelyremoteplace, flickerstheninsertsthatsunspot.
一根半透明的长须从极其遥远的地方飞射而来,一瞬便插入那个黑点。
!
唰!
The entirebody of falcon seemed pulled tautby a greatstrength was the same, was then entrainedinstantaneously, across the compartment and rock layer of top of the head, vanishesfrommartialXiaodeat presentdoes not see.
隼的整个身子仿佛被一股巨力扯住了一样,瞬间便被拽出去,穿过头顶的车厢和岩层,从武小德眼前消失不见。„No, savesme, Ido not think-”
“不,救我,我不想-”
The falconeruptsfullyis the frightenedtelepathy, but the soulhas actually disappeared without a trace.
隼爆发出满是恐惧的心灵感应,但灵魂却已不知去向。martialXiaode in same place, onlythought that a chill in the airbravesfollowing the backbone, does not knowcompletelyexactlyhadanything.
武小德愣在原地,只觉得一股寒意顺着脊梁骨冒上来,完全不知道到底发生了什么。In the book of dead spiritappearsrapidlytwolines of ice crystalsmall characters:
亡灵之书上迅速浮现出两行冰晶小字:„The dead spirit of issuerequesthas vanished.”
“发布委托的亡灵已经消失。”„Presently the requestcancels.”
“当前委托取消。”Vanished......
消失了……
The soul of falconvanished.
隼的灵魂消失了。
...... Damn, a moment agoactuallywhat's the matter?
……见鬼,刚才究竟是怎么回事?Whatis more important, if the falconhad died, whois driving the train?
更重要的是,如果隼已经死了,那么是谁在驾驶列车?martialXiaodeis having the yawn, stretches oneself, coverschange in the facial expressionbythis.
武小德打着哈欠,伸了个懒腰,以此掩盖自己神情上的变化。Calm.
冷静。Mustkeepcalm!
一定要保持冷静!Herubs the eyes, stands up, arrives at the trainto pass the road junction, saidto the cabloudly:
他揉揉眼睛,站起身,走到列车通道口,冲着驾驶室大声道:„Does falcon, onthisvehiclehave the thing that whateats?”
“隼,这车上有什么吃的东西没有?”„Gluttonousfellow, thisis the tunneltrain that the geological prospectinguses, youthink that is the sightseeing trip, gives back toyouto prepareto eat?” The falconridiculesto say.
“馋嘴的家伙,这可是地质勘探用的隧道列车,你以为是观光旅游,还给你准备吃的?”隼笑骂道。
The eaglestandsinside of falcon, interposed: „To eat the thing, looks fordesolateBaihongor the regimental commander, theylikebelt/bringbetween-meal snackanything.”
鹰站在隼的旁边,插话道:“想吃东西,就去找萧白红或者团长,他们两人喜欢带点零食什么的。”martialXiaodenods, turns aroundto walktoward the compartment.
武小德点点头,转身朝车厢走去。
If notcancommunicatewith the dead spirit, oneselfare unable to know that the falconhas died.
如果不是自己能与亡灵沟通,自己根本无法知道隼已经死了。
......
到底……Whatstrength, cankill a personcalmly, but alsoassumes the guisehim?
什么样的力量,可以不动声色的杀了一个人,还扮作他?martialXiaodehandaccording to blade, hesitant, adjustedunder the position the blade, thentook back the hand.
武小德将手按在刀上,犹豫了一下,将刀调整了下位置,然后收回了手。Cannotbegin.
不能动手。Without the evidence, begannot to talk clearly.
没有证据,一动手就说不清了。Oneselfcannot blockeveryone'sbesieging.
自己挡不住所有人的围攻。Howhowevercanwin others' trustineveryone?
但是要怎么取信于大家呢?Whosupports himselfto begin?
谁来支持自己动手?Heobserves the situation the entirecompartment.
他环视整个车厢。desolateBaihongsquatsin the corneris eatingone piece the strawberrydecoration cake.
萧白红蹲在角落吃着一块草莓奶油蛋糕。
The ringersplacedvarioustypes of firearmsequipmentin an open area, is inspectingone by one.
枪手在一块空地上摆放了各种枪械设备,正在挨个检查。
The regimental commandersitson the seatby the window, rests one's chin in one's handsby the hand, dedicatedreadsthatundergroundroutestructure drawing.
团长坐在靠窗的座椅上,以手托腮,专注的看那张地下路线结构图。No onediscovered that the falconhas died.
没有人发现隼已经死了。Thinkscarefully-
仔细想想-A moment agothatplatform, wasbecauseallscientistsdiedto be stoppedusing.
刚才那个站台,是因为所有科学家身亡而被停止使用的。
The falconwas also killed there, was replaced.
隼也是在那里被杀,被替换。If before scientistsat the point of death, left behindwhatclue-
如果科学家们临死前留下了什么线索-martialXiaodedepends on the wallto sit down, turns on the marchingpackage, turns outthesediarybooks, turns outthatpicture.
武小德靠着墙壁坐下,打开行军包,翻出那些日志本,又翻出那张照片。In the picture is still thatfivescientists.
照片上依然是那五名科学家。martialXiaodeis stroking gentlytwolines of small characters on picture, discussedin a soft voice:
武小德摩挲着照片上的两行小字,轻声念道:„From left to right, in descending order , areLi Bing, SunShuhua, stretch/open the dance,Liusleek/moist, Ding Tao.”
“从左至右,依次是黎兵、孙术华、张尔舞、刘润、丁涛。”„Attention, thisisourphotographorders.”
“注意,这就是我们的拍照顺序。”Attention...... order.
注意……顺序。martialXiaodeputs down the picture, takes a notebookdiary, foundseveralpeople of nameson the flyleaf, thenthemaccording to„Li Bing, SunShuhua, stretch/opendance,Liusleek/moist, Ding Tao” the namesorts.
武小德放下照片,将一本本日志取出来,在扉页上找到几人的名字,然后将他们按照“黎兵、孙术华、张尔舞、刘润、丁涛”的名字排序。Then?
然后呢?Whatifinthese wordshasto suggest, what to dothencan?
如果这句话里有什么暗示,接下来要怎么办?martialXiaodetakes up the diary, a notebookchanges.
武小德拿起日志,一本本翻动。Nodiscovery.
没有任何发现。Whilehesomewhatdisappointedtime, in memorysuddenlyinthisappearsinhismind.
正当他有些失望的时候,记忆中的一幕忽然在此浮现在他脑海中。Yes......
是的……Probablythis......
好像是这样……Hechanges the diaryitself/Benhastily, changesitto the lastpage.
他连忙翻动日志本,将其翻动到最后一页。Like the previoustimesees, herehas the line and radical that fewseveralwind around unable to withstand, cannot see is completely anything.
就像上次所见的一样,这里有着寥寥数笔缭绕不堪的线条和笔画,完全看不出是什么。In turn.
顺序。martialXiaoderemembersfivediarylastpage of radicalssilently, thenin the mind, according to the order of rank that the scientistsphotographoutlinesgently.
武小德把五本日志最后一页的笔画默默记住,然后在脑海中,按照科学家们拍照的排列顺序轻轻勾勒。FirstisLi Bing, the radical that heleaves behindfirstpresentsin the mind.
第一个是黎兵,他留下的笔画先呈现在脑海。ThenisSunShuhua.
然后是孙术华。
The radicalas ifcanconnect, possible!
笔画似乎能连通啊,有戏!Isstretch/openErwu, Liusleek/moist, Ding Tao......
紧接着是张尔舞、刘润、丁涛……
A horizontalvertical stroke, casts asidepresses down firmly, allradicalsspliceperfectlyinmartialXiaode the mind, constructswriting.
一横一竖,一撇一捺,所有笔画在武小德的脑海里完美拼接起来,构建成一个个文字。Thesewritingadded up toa few words:
这些文字凑成了一句话:„Itinus.”
“它就在我们之中。”MilitaryDedun.
武小德顿了顿。Herestrains the chill in the air that the heartexudes, turned the notebook.
他克制住心头泛起的寒意,把笔记本又翻了一遍。After allin the lastpage of eachnote, except for the radical, the line that somecould not have withstoodillegibly.
毕竟在每本笔记的最后一页上,除了笔画,还有一些潦草不堪的线条。martialXiaodeputs out a hand, with no traceoutlinedtheselineson the leggently.
武小德伸出手,不着痕迹的在腿上轻轻勾勒那些线条。At this timeno onepaid attention tohim.
这时没人注意他。Moment.
须臾。Drew.
画好了。
An imageappearsinmartialXiaode the mind.
一副图像出现在武小德脑海中。Thatis an odd person.
那是一个怪人。Ithas the longtail, conducting the backfullyis the hardcover, a pair of verticalpupil, the bodyandfour limbs of human.
它有着长长的尾巴,背上满是坚硬的外皮,一双竖瞳,人类的身躯和四肢。Thisis nothad once seendegenerationhuman.
这不是自己曾见过的堕落人类。What is this?
这到底是什么?
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