spooky script

Chapter 20 Beretta 99F Pistol

The straight iron ladder went down for more than ten meters. Below, the yellow light flickered on and off.

Soon, several people went down to the ground.

This is a secret room hidden in the wheat field, where there are workbenches, bookshelves, refrigerators, simple wooden beds, and simple stoves, all of which are full of dust.

On the other side is a piece of iron rack, on which the materials are neatly arranged, first some iron canned food that is easy to store for a long time, and then there are gun bullets.

In the center was a skeleton with a weird posture, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing, with his hands hanging down and a black pistol stuffed into his mouth.

It is not difficult to see that this is a man who was so desperate that he swallowed a bullet and committed suicide.

According to Yan Luo's analysis, this person should be the most astute among those who experienced Xanadu back then. He sensed that something was wrong, and built a basement to take refuge early, avoiding the inhumane experiment.

Finally, die of loneliness and despair.

The little boy in red said in sign language.

[You can take the supplies here as you like. 】

"Really? Thank you so much! Baby, here I come!"

Jinmai rushed to the iron platform to work as a porter when he heard that there were stars in his eyes.

"Wow, AK-47, M16, M240, PK and QBZ-95!"

"Love love!"

[Script props. 】

[Cannot be stored in the inventory. 】

"Hey, script props can't be taken out."

"Ahhh, I'm sorry, little ones, I will say goodbye to you after the script is over."

Jinmai was extremely disappointed, and stroked the guns sadly.

She has an obsessive passion for hot weapons.

"Find the hidden NPC, and you can get a large number of weapons that can bring out the script? How can there be such a good thing."

Yan Luo had expected it a long time ago, and his attention was not on the gun at this time.

Yan Luo came to the iron stand, picked up a can of beef and looked at it.

“Delicious and tender canned beef.”

"Ingredients: prime beef, water, cornstarch, vegetable oil flavor enhancer (E621)"

"If you find that the can is swollen, leaking air, etc., please don't eat it, and go to the store to replace it."

"Date of manufacture: 2030."

"Shelf life: 5 years."

Yan Luo turned to the little boy in red and asked, "Do you know what year it is?"

The little boy in red made a sign.

[It is now 2051 years. 】

"Oh, then it's expired. What a pity."

Yan Luo put the can back and got a piece of useful information. The "Xanadu" scam happened around 2030, more than 20 years have passed since now.

And this script is from the future world, the high-tech era.

Yan Luo continued to look around in the secret room, casually took out basic books from the bookshelf and opened them. They were all philosophical readings.

There is an obvious depiction on the bookshelf, which is a line of small characters.

"Whoever plays with life will accomplish nothing; whoever cannot master himself will always be a slave."

This is what the famous philosopher Johann Wolfgang von Goethe said.

On the line "Whoever cannot dominate himself, he will always be a slave." There are double scratch marks with emphasis.

Because it should be the depiction of the skeleton when it was alive.

This sentence seems to have a very important meaning to him.

seems to be implying something

Yan Luo continued to grope, and there was an annual calendar on the wall with a cross on the date, which represented a sign-in.

Means "Today, I am alive."

"On July 2037, 7, the cross sign stopped, which was probably the day the deceased committed suicide."

"He was well prepared, thinking that he could single-handedly overthrow the entire mysterious organization, but reality gave him a slap in the face."

"He was desperate. After living in the basement for several years, he couldn't bear the loneliness and finally committed suicide."

Yan Luo continued to explore, this secret room can collect a lot of clues about the story line of this script, the key to getting the SSS score is here!
A simple wooden bed, with a boxy standard tofu-shaped quilt.

It is not difficult to see that this is a very self-disciplined person!And it's possible to have been a Veteran once, even if that's the case and still maintain a neat habit!
Why do you say don't mess with a self-disciplined person, the self-disciplined person is the scariest, and the extremely self-disciplined person is the most dangerous?

Because self-discipline can reflect the firmness and determination of a person's will.

Self-disciplined people are ruthless people. If they want to accomplish one thing, they will enter a state of not giving up until they achieve their goals.

Thinking of this, Yan Luo frowned, he thought that such a person should not commit suicide easily.

"The firearms and neat tofu-shaped bedding look like military equipment."

"If you are a soldier, you should have the habit of writing a diary and recording the trivial matters in your life."

Thinking so, Yan Luo walked to the workbench.

Sure enough, there was a thick diary lying on it. Even though it was covered with dust, it was still clearly marked with the year 2037.

There is another name below, Ryan Kolfage.

Yan Luo picked it up and was about to open it when he was suddenly snatched away by a pair of small hands.

I saw the little boy in red holding the diary tightly, and sign language expressionlessly.

[Peeping someone else's diary is a very rude thing, please respect the dead. 】

Yan Luo licked his lips, with an expression of interest on his face.

This is the diary of 2037, the diary written by the deceased in the last year. In the past, there should be 2036, 2035, 2034, and 2030.

The contents of these diaries are very critical and can help Yan Luo analyze the progress of the script.

And these diaries should be put in the storage box at this moment.

Yan Luo turned his head and looked under the bed, sure enough, there were several storage boxes there.

But the NPC boy wouldn't let him see it. Why?
What was the dead man to do with him?How come it looks like his diary.

Now, Yan Luo has two choices.

[-]. Knock out the little boy in red, force him to read the diary, and unlock the progress of the script.

But if this is the case, it will be against the little boy, and it may affect the normal development of the script later.

After all, the hidden figure is very likely to be triggered by this NPC.

Second, analyze the script by yourself through clues, which will increase the difficulty.

Yan Luo chose the second, without him, he didn't want to lose the big because of a small one.

He smiled and said to the little boy in red: "Can the affairs of literati be called peeping? That's called appreciating."

The little boy ignored Yan Luo's strong words, but turned around and put the diary into the storage box under the bed.

Yan Luo continued to wander around.

Bored and bored, he opened the refrigerator, only to find a few pieces of aged "zombie meat" that had been frozen for 20 years, but there were no other clues.

Finally, Yan Luo came to the dead.

The little boy looked over with a blank expression, as if he was not very happy that this self-proclaimed rude guy approached the dead.

Yan Luo smiled, made a gesture of prayer, and said, "Good luck, Amen."

Seeing this, the little boy turned his eyes away from Yan Luo.

Yan Luo continued to observe the skeleton in front of him in a death posture.

An ordinary white shirt, ordinary black trousers, and a pair of ordinary leather military boots.

Everything looks so ordinary.

The only bright spot is the pistol with which the deceased shattered his own head.

[Item: Beretta 99F pistol]

[Type: Firearms]

【Muzzle velocity: 599.7 m/s】

【Effective range: 200 meters】

[Empty gun weight: 0.96 kg]

【Bullet: 9mm Parabellum】

[Magazine: 20 rounds]

[Accuracy: High]

[Damage: High]

[Rank: S]

[Whether the script can be brought out: yes]

[Remarks: The Beretta 99F pistol developed by Beretta Company outperforms the rest and is recognized as the world's No. [-] standard military pistol. 】

Yan Luo licked his mouth and let out a geigeigei laugh.

(End of this chapter)