Curse Return: Do I have to be a spellcaster as a member of the Heilongjiang Ministry?

"Then it proves that your honesty saved your life~"

Atobe Keizawa flashed out, using strange and unpredictable movements like a ghost. Between the lightning and flint, he used the handle of the "gilded shadow" knife to knock down the man with his legs crossed, and pressed down the man lying on the table with one hand. On the man's temple, slender fingers pressed against his eyelids to block his sight.

The man's breath was stagnant and he was about to scream when the retracted "Luoying" was already pressed against the back of his neck. The shout was interrupted before he could even make a sound, leaving only a funny trill. Bu Jingze covered his mouth with his free hand.

"I let you go and don't make a sound, otherwise you will definitely die before anyone else comes." Atobe Kagezawa lowered his voice, covered the man's mouth with one hand, and placed the other hand on the artery on his neck as a threat. road.

"Uh! Uh-huh!!" The situation suddenly changed, and the man seemed to have just realized the situation. He struggled subconsciously and kicked his legs in vain.

"That's good. Why don't you give yourself a chance to survive?" Atobe Kagezawa chuckled, recalling the tone of Fushiheji's words and imitating them.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!" The man listened to the devilish laughter in his ears, and nodded crazily without hesitation.

"Don't look back, it's question and answer time~" Atobe Kagezawa released the man with his back to him and pressed him to where he was originally sitting, making sure that he couldn't see his face.

"Liu Ying" was unsheathed, and the sharp blade was pressed against his neck. Traces of blood seeped out instantly: "First question, where is this?"

"...Sir, please let go...ugh!"

"If I were you, I wouldn't miss the opportunity I gave you." The man's begging for mercy was interrupted by the pressing blade, and Atobe Keizawa kindly advised him.

"...I...I know." The man seemed to be frightened, his legs were trembling and shaking, and his voice was filled with fear: "This is a laboratory, this is a laboratory! "

"What experiment was it for?"

"I don't know about this..." The man was full of embarrassment. When he noticed that the knife on his neck was tightening, he quickly added: "I only know that the research is related to the curse spirit, and I don't know anything else at all. I really I’ve never been in!”

"Curse spirit?" His brows suddenly tightened. Atobe Kagezawa secretly thought that this was really not a good word. "Second question, how many people are here?"

"Eight!" the man replied firmly: "We have been guarding here, and there are only eight code names registered every time we enter and exit!"

Only eight people? This is really unexpected. Such a large research base can be maintained by only eight people? What kind of experiment is it...

"Draw it, mark all the blank spaces as much as possible, and write clearly how many people are in each place." Atobe Keizawa put the prepared map on the table in front of him and handed him the registration pen on the table.

"Okay...Okay." The man stiffened his neck, carefully reached out his hand, and held the map in his hand. He suddenly widened his eyes and asked in a voice, "This map...where did you come from?"

"Are you sure you want to know?" Atobe Keizawa's thumb on the handle of the knife moved slightly, and there was another fresh blood stain on the man's neck.

"No, no, I'll make it up right away, right away!!" The man didn't dare to ask any more questions, and tremblingly filled in the blanks on the map.

For a moment, the only sounds left in the room were the brush of a brush and the man's heavy breathing.

"I'll knock you out later. If I verify that there's something wrong with the map you drew, I'll have to trouble you so you don't wake up again." Atobe Keizawa lowered his body while jotting down the freshly baked map. , threatened skillfully.

"No, no, except for the recording room on the third floor where we can't go, we are not prohibited from moving anywhere else. I've been here for a long time, I can't be wrong!" the man said hurriedly.

"It doesn't matter. If you can wake up again, it proves that your honesty saved your life~"

Putting the completed map into his arms again, Atobe Kagezawa turned his wrist to make a flower, revealing the handle of the "gilded shadow", and pointed it at the man's fragile neck.

With a little effort, the man immediately passed out. The skills he learned from Fuheishier were incomparably effective in doing sneaky things.

Atobe Kagezawa stretched out his hand to support the man's leaning body and helped him adjust to his original posture of lying on the table to reduce the sound of the man falling sideways. After ensuring that the unconscious two people would not wake up in a short time, he planned to continue his exploration. .

Everything happened quietly, and except for the unconscious duo, there was nothing strange inside the warehouse.

Stepping out of the equipment warehouse, there is a long corridor outside, dim lights are beating, the walls are still silver-gray, very depressing, and you can't see the end at a glance.

As if remembering something, Atobe Kagezawa turned back and took off the identical cloaks of the two people in the room and put it on himself. The hanging cloak covered his black casual clothes before returning to the corridor.

The Russian matryoshka-like disguise completely concealed Atobe Keizawa's true face.

According to the map, the place he is currently on is the first floor of the building, which belongs to the living area. However, it may be because there are too few researchers in the living area. In fact, most of the area is idle.

According to the chatting duo, there are only two of them on the first floor when working. Although there are occasionally researchers who come down to rest or eat, most of the time they only stay down there during dining and sleeping time.

Atobe Keizawa took out his mobile phone. There was no signal under the sea, but it was enough to check the time.

It is 9:27 pm. The rest time for researchers is usually 11 pm. At that time, researchers will come down from upstairs one after another. The current time does not belong to dining or rest time. The current first floor is relatively safer.

There was still an hour and a half left. After exploring the first floor, Atobe Kagezawa planned to find a place to hide until everyone had a rest. Then he would make a time difference and then go upstairs.

Having said that, he did not take it lightly. He attached the magic power to his feet to reduce the sound of his steps. In this way, even his own footsteps disappeared in the silent corridor, and he could be identified by the faint light. The house number of each room.

"One, two, three...seven, eight." There are exactly eight dormitories. If nothing else, there are indeed only eight permanent workers in this institute. Excluding the unconscious chatting duo, there are still six.

Further down are the dining area, kitchen, warehouse one, warehouse two...

So many warehouses?

Atobe Keizawa paused slightly. He picked a lucky warehouse and attached his ear to the door. It was quiet inside and there was no light. Looking inside through the glass, I could only vaguely make out some kitchen supplies.

Atobe Keizawa guessed that there were probably not too many places on the first floor that required caution, but judging from the supplies, it was almost as much as was prepared annually.

I don’t know how long this research institute has been established. In such a dark place, where eyes are open and closed, everything is cold silver gray. I don’t know if anyone will die if I stay there for a long time, but there will definitely be mental illness.

After confirming the warehouse, going downstairs are almost all empty and abandoned rooms, like dilapidated underground cells, cut off from all the breath of life.

The first floor is so vast that the few permanent staff occupy only a small corner.

Atobe Keizawa didn't delay any longer. According to common sense, the staff on the first floor would not go to other levels to hang out. There were still six people on the second and third floors. It would take some luck to bump into six people in such a large area.

Atobe Keizawa considers himself to be a half-European, and there is no such thing as a betrayal.

"Ok?"

Storage room?

Store something? Atobe Keizawa clearly remembered that this room was not on the map. It was not on the original map, and the chatting duo did not add it.

The storage room that appears in the living area does not sound so important.

That's what he thought, but Atobe Kagezawa still acted honestly when he reached in. The door was not locked, he turned the handle and opened it with a slight push.

Atobe Keizawa turned on the light of his mobile phone. There were empty iron cages in the storage room. Most of them were rusty and looked like they had not been used for a long time.

It feels like it was once used to contain experimental animals.

Atobe Keizawa stood at the door and looked at the empty cages piled up one after another. He did not continue to explore inside, but it was conceivable that this room probably just stored a lot of iron cages.

and many more!

there's noise? ?