Chapter 11 Assault(1/2)
"What did we communicate with...I can't remember this..."
"If you think about it carefully, their conversation should provide key clues."
Linden smiled and said,
"I believe you can."
Jiana thought hard for a long time before speaking in a low voice:
"I seem to remember that they said they were going to a university..."
University?
Linden quickly recalled in his mind what university there was in Loft City.
There seemed to be one in the east block. He asked tentatively:
"Is it Ronan University?"
"It seems like this is it!"
The most famous thing about this college is that it is a women's college, and there is no male from staff to students.
If Dr. Kennedy needed a consultation, he would have had reason to apply for a pass.
The question is, why is old Jack, a health administrator, going to Ronan University?
Health check?
It's impossible. The health administrator is only responsible for a small section of the street.
"Did they say why they were going?"
"Maybe they have an appointment with someone, right? I remember my father said to the old man that someone had been waiting for them for a long time.
Oh, by the way, if I remember correctly, the person they are talking about should be named Carpio."
Jana stopped talking and glanced at Linden timidly.
"Did I talk too much?"
"No, you did a good job."
After getting new clues, he wrote the names Ronan University and Carpio on his mind map.
"Let's go there and have a look."
…
Luonan University is located in the most prosperous area of the East Street District, about ten kilometers away from the office.
It was almost dusk when Lyndon arrived with his briefcase.
The golden light of the century-old prestigious school shines on the ancient Victorian-style buildings, creating a peaceful atmosphere.
Standing in front of the renovated stone door, he could even vaguely hear the laughter and slapstick of girls, full of youthful vitality.
Well, why was it that when I was in college, I was tortured by papers every day?
Isn't this a weird thing about Loft City?
It's hard to imagine that this beautiful campus in front of you might be related to a case of obsession.
"Did you feel something was wrong?"
Linden walked behind a big tree on the street to make sure there was no one around.
Then he quietly opened the zipper of the briefcase a little, allowing Jana to talk to him without being exposed to light.
"No, I feel like it's quite normal here...maybe a lot safer than my home clinic."
"So you think it's dangerous if I break in?"
"Ah? What do you want to do?"
"Break in secretly! What's wrong? Otherwise, how can I find clues?"
Lyndon replied matter-of-factly.
"But didn't you say this is a girls' school? How do you get in?"
"I've been prepared."
He opened his windbreaker and took out a maroon wig and a black mask simply made of cloth and leather cords.
The term "mask" has not yet been invented in Loft City, and most doctors choose to wear full-coverage beak masks when consulting patients with infectious diseases.
certainly,
Lyndon's main purpose is just to hide his face.
His appearance is quite handsome. After putting on a wig and mask, as long as he deliberately changes his eyes, he can really look fake.
that is,
As a woman, his height is a bit exaggerated.
But the gatekeeper of Ronan University heard Linden explain that he was a student who was on leave and had to return to school before dark——
Growing taller is due to eating too well since childhood and overdevelopment.
Without the slightest doubt, he was let in.
Jiana's thinking was slow and she didn't know how to evaluate it for a while.
Ronan University didn't have any special requirements for guards to check student ID cards. Linden took advantage of this loophole and successfully sneaked into the campus.
He walked to the signpost in the Ronan University campus and began to think.
If two men visit a women's college, where will they appear?
Focusing on the location of the office building, Linden chose to start here.
Generally speaking, conference halls or personal offices are here, right?
He set off for the office building and searched for more than ten minutes on the University of Nottingham campus.
Finally, we stopped in front of a building painted with brown and yellow paint.
The sky is getting darker and darker, and night is coming.
Every dusk in Loft City is always extremely short.
because,
These are the residents,
The final hope for a better world.
Linden took out a pocket watch from his pocket and handed it to Jana.
"Watch the time, we have to leave here before tomorrow."
This is the second article of the "Vigil Regulations" he learned from Antar -
Please make sure you can still breathe at zero o'clock.
The collision point between the edge world and the real world will reach the highest peak at the moment of zero point.
The most intuitive impact is that the demon spirits will become extremely aggressive at that time,
possible,
The originally weak and timid demons also launched an attack at zero o'clock.
It was suspected that a second-level demon or possessed person was involved in this incident, and Lyndon had to be more vigilant than ever before.
The first-level demon in the old dock made him weak for about five days.
If you use black dreams to fight against level 2 enemies, you might end up in bed for half a month.
He is not willing to gamble with his life.
The fundamental reason for searching for intelligence is to hope that the crisis can be completely resolved one day in the future.
Putting yourself in danger is putting the cart before the horse.
Linden took a deep breath and pushed open the wooden door of the office building.
The biting cold air blew wildly, and he had to reach out to hold the wig to prevent it from flying up.
"Are you sure there's nothing wrong here?"
"But I really don't feel anything is wrong..."
Jana stuck her head out,
"If someone of my kind exists like last time, I should be able to detect it immediately."
She had no reason to lie to herself about this matter.
Linden thought for a moment and walked into the office building carefully.
Before nightfall, almost no one was seen moving around in Ronan University.
To be continued...