Dog rolls affect my wall climbing speed

The feeling of weightlessness comes suddenly and goes away suddenly.

After all, Zhong Yuanzhong is also a person with the title of [Gravity Envoy]. He is a person with supernatural powers who can control gravity, and he will not let the motorcycle really fall directly into the deep pit like this.

— After all, motorcycles are also expensive.

Qiancheng Xuehui felt lingering fear, she leaned on the wall after getting out of the car and retched twice: "Mr. Nakaya, since you are going to get down, why do you need to put on the gas?"

You must know that the accelerator that Zhongyuan Zhongye put on Curse just now almost sent her away.

Zhong Yuanzhong also parked his motorcycle. He looked up at the building under the ground, and said in a slightly apologetic tone, "I need to find a suitable place to stay, sorry."

Because the Central Plains also saw the landform after the curse retreated underground.As one of the five cadres of the port mafia, he has the responsibility to figure out the problems here before leaving.

As for Qiancheng Xuehui... Everyone is a grasshopper on the same rope. In the situation just now, it is impossible for Zhongyuan Zhong to throw her out alone.

I really did that, I didn't get hurt when I removed the curse, I guess it was half disabled when I threw it out.

Qiancheng Xue'e looked at Nakahara Chuya, and the young man asked her if she needed to leave first.Although Zhongyuan Zhongya is a mafia, he is very tolerant towards children.

She thought for a while, looked around at the underground building revealed after the surface collapsed, and shook her head.

"I'll stay here. If there is a curse, it can be solved easily. Of course, this is the territory of the port mafia, so let's follow Mr. Chuya's wishes."

Zhongyuan Zhong also didn't expect Qiancheng Xuehui to say that. He lowered his eyes and thought for a while, and then raised his hand to ask her to wait where she was, and was going to make a report to the leader first.

Qiancheng Xue'e looked behind her back for the curse that had just escaped, and took a closer look at this place by the way.

The huge curse disappeared, the underground building was circular, the landform was destroyed, some rooms collapsed, and it was not clear what it was for the time being. Behind Qiancheng Xuehui, there was a dark passage leading to the unknown.

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned and walked towards her: "The signal is blocked."

Qiancheng Xuehui said "Huh?", took out her mobile phone and glanced at the signal in the upper left corner, and there was only a weak bar.

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyes and looked up, obviously dissatisfied with the situation: "But it doesn't matter, I have already notified people to come by other methods."

Qiancheng Xuehui understood, after all, he was a black/evil force, and he had to stay behind, and a mere signal blocking could not help him.

There was a smell of dust in the air, Qiancheng Xuee didn't feel nervous, she stopped and walked along the road under her feet, observing the surroundings in a small area.

"This looks like a research institute." Nakahara Nakaya followed behind her. He has a high force value, but he is more vigilant than Qiancheng Yuue, "Although the smell of dust is very strong, it cannot be ruled out. There is still the possibility of human existence.”

After all, there is a specialization in the art industry, Qiancheng Xuehui is good at dealing with curses as a conjurer, but if it is a threat to human beings, it is uncertain how much chance of winning it will be.

Qiancheng Xuehui was thoughtful: "It feels like a human/body experiment."

She once used the rocket launcher ten years later to go to the future once. The world under Mirufiore's control was devastated, and the mafia world was in chaos—the human laboratories of many organizations were clearly displayed in the eyes of the world.

The reincarnation eye of Pengo Lie Wushou Liudao Mu was implanted during the human experiment.

Qiancheng Yukie looked at the equipment inside the room, and Zhongyuan Zhongya suddenly called out to her, and quickly reached out to grab her arm, and pulled her into the nearest room.

Qiancheng Xuehui: "? Why..."

The rumbling sound completely covered Qiancheng Xuehui's problem, followed by falling clods and dust. Zhongyuan Zhong also frowned and closed the door to prevent the dust from pouring into the room.

After a wave that can be regarded as shaking the earth, Nakahara Nakaya opened the door expressionlessly. Thanks to the effect of the supernatural power, no dust stuck to the two of them.

The young man took two steps outside and stopped suddenly.

Qiancheng Xue'e, who came out with him, looked up, and the outside sunlight was quickly blocked by the moving metal door.

Zhongyuan Zhong also frowned: "Tsk."

Don't underestimate Gravitationist, it is easy for him to get out from here, but it will be a little troublesome to bring Qiancheng Xuehui.

Qiancheng Xuehui waited for the dust floating in the air to dissipate a little before returning to her normal breathing rate - someone must want to hold her back, is it Juan Suo or Xia Youjie?

Qiancheng Xuehui said with emotion: "It looks like we have been calculated."

All of this is too coincidental, Qiancheng Xuehui doesn't believe that this is an upgrade story in Long Aotian's script, where she unexpectedly fell into a secret realm and got a chance instead.

Zhongyuan Zhongye narrowed his eyes slightly, and inadvertently revealed a murderous look: "I will catch the guy behind the scenes."

In Yokohama, the people behind the calculation of the port mafia really don't know good from bad.

Qiancheng Xuehui sighed in her heart, and she looked at the passage behind her: "Since it's all here, I want to go in and have a look."

Calm like a high school girl.

Zhong Yuanzhong also stepped forward: "I'm with you."

In this unknown situation, it is still necessary to ensure her safety-although neither of them felt nervous.

The two activists left as soon as they said they would, Zhongyuan Zhong also walked in front very gentlemanly, Qiancheng Xuehui released a little magic power to follow him, and could attack immediately if there was a curse.

Their mobile phones were all fully charged, Qiancheng Xuehui turned on the flashlight first and held it up to illuminate a small piece of road ahead.

This passage is about one and a half people wide, but it is quite high. There is a security door at the end of the road. At the moment, the door is ajar, as if inviting people to enter.

Qiancheng Xue'e took advantage of the faint light of the flashlight to exorcise the two wandering curses: "...how could there be a room here alone?"

Under the light, you can see that there are bookcases in front of the three walls of the room, and there are densely packed books and white A4 information paper in the cabinets.

There is a table in the middle of the research room, and the experimental instruments are neatly arranged, and it is difficult to see what is there in the dark environment.

"The researcher's eccentricity." Nakahara stood at the door and looked around the interior for a week. After confirming that there were no human beings, he walked in. "The preservation here is quite complete."

This place is too closed, Qiancheng Yuue thought.

The length of the passage was nearly 50 meters, and it was very dark. She reached out and tried to open the light on the wall next to the door, but unexpectedly succeeded.

Zhongyuan Zhong also squinted his eyes and quickly adapted to the harsh light. Qiancheng Xuehui was a little prepared and closed his eyes in time.

Zhong Yuanzhong also had some headaches: "There are too many things here, let's check them separately."

Qiancheng Xuehui volunteered to take over the lighter work: "Then I'll go and see what's on the table!"

Just kidding, the information in the three surrounding walls will have to be searched forever.

Chuya Nakahara's expression froze for a moment, he hesitated to speak but stopped and glanced at Yukie Qiancheng. The latter had an expression of "the mission must be completed", so he didn't know what to say for a while.

The gravity of the port mafia really doesn't like doing this kind of work that is biased towards liberal arts.

No matter how much he struggled, before his subordinates arrived, it was impossible for Zhongyuan Zhong to just sit and stare at Qiancheng Xuehui. He clicked his tongue lightly and walked towards the bookcase.

Qiancheng Xuehui straightened her neckline, and raised her hand to touch the dusty documents on the desktop.

She is actually good at these, and the speed is not known to be many times faster than that of Zhongyuanzhong, and most of the reports are not handwritten. She didn't pause until she turned to the handwritten notes in the middle.

The words on this record are beautiful and delicate, but this is not the reason for Qiancheng Xue'e to pause. She has a good memory, and she can figure out the strange place after identifying it.

In the last incident where the spell power was out of control, the handwriting that Qiancheng Xue'e and Gou Juanji saw together was exactly the same as the one in this book.

——It was the researcher named Miyamura.

Last time, the diary-like notebook left a deep impression on Qiancheng Yukie, especially the words [I succeeded. 】

From the living room to this research room, what exactly is this researcher studying?

And, most importantly, after the magic power is transformed through the spell, will the constructed place still exist?

Qiancheng Xuehui's heart sank, and she flipped through the records of these experiments quickly. Miyamura's handwriting was heavy, leaving deep marks on the notebook, and there were some rough drafts beside it.

[I had a disagreement with my teacher about the instrument, and I couldn't see what was wrong with my choice, and this kind of research should go on—fortunately, someone with a suture in his head funded me. ]

[(Here a small piece is deliberately torn off) The seniors have been persuading me to let go, and they will go abroad for in-depth research soon-the seniors are so indifferent to their children, they don't understand my emotions. ]

The few pages in the middle were torn out in a particularly rough way, and Yukie Chijo continued to turn the page backwards, really not understanding what Miyamura was researching.

[As long as the device [here is a trace scratched out by different inks], the curse can disappear from the world

——The seniors strongly rejected my proposal, why?Just sacrifice...]

[Siranso said he would help me. ]

Before Qiancheng Xuehui turned to the last page, Zhong Yuanzhong on the other side also suddenly said: "Did you find anything?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also took pictures of these materials and uploaded them to the cloud, then put away his mobile phone, and looked at Qiancheng Xuehui who continued to study the information on the laboratory desktop on the other side.

Before he turned his head, Qiancheng Xuehui folded the information and put it in the inner pocket of the uniform of the Conjuration High School. She flipped through the information book next to her: "See if there is any relevant information in the research notes."

Zhongyuan Zhong also had no doubts, he put a photo in front of Qiancheng Xue'e.

Faced with her puzzled eyes, Zhong Yuanzhong also explained: "I found it in the book over there."

Qiancheng Yukie focused on this photo—it was a photo of a girl with a suture on her head, and the scar was almost exactly the same as the silk rope she had seen before.

The inscription on the back of the photo is Miyamura.

Silk So took the body of Researcher Miyamura, for what?Qiancheng Xue'e frowned unconsciously.For her research results?What does it have to do with him (her?) a guy who wants to see the limits of human spells?

Or... the things researched are closely related to curses and conjurers?

Qiancheng Xuehui felt that she might have guessed that she and Zhong Yuanzhong were also imprisoned here, and who played the trick.

Qiancheng Xuehui asked: "There should be clues in these things, do we need to find them?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at the time: "No, there will be special people coming to investigate."

After all, he is not a brain school, and it would be too embarrassing for Zhongya Zhongyuan to be like a detective.

Qiancheng Yukie shrugged, she pulled up the zipper of her uniform, and half of her face was hidden behind the black uniform: "I guess the mastermind behind the scenes didn't expect that you can still contact your subordinates without a signal."

Qiancheng Xue'e glanced down at the photo on the desktop again.

"That's it, Mr. Chuya. After you go out, please ask Mr. Mori to send a message to the high-level conjurer to apply for an extension of my time to do tasks in the port mafia."

Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his eyebrows. After so many days of collaborative missions, he had never seen Qiancheng Xuehui like this.

"That's fine, but what are you going to do?"

After all, Qiancheng Xuehui has shown an attitude towards social animal work in the past few days, and she would recommend herself in this regard.

The expression on Qiancheng Xuehui's face became a little colder: "On the day of the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts, I will act alone."