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Chapter 218: Merging Puzzles

When the professor stretched out his fingers to rub the paper for the third time, trying to touch the indentations beyond the limits of the carrier, Green finally couldn't help but stopped him.

"Even though it's well preserved, it's nearly a hundred years old at least. It's best to be careful."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I just never expected to see this thing here." Kraft retracted his hand, wiped away the thin sweat on the hem of his clothes, and gently lifted the paper and turned it to the back.

Seeing clearly the nature of these imitations did not make him feel relieved. On the contrary, he felt a kind of unreasonable disgust, like seeing a narrative text with no distinction between priority and importance, or a face with crooked and crooked facial features that was barely put together.

The molten state added an uneasy change to the pattern. He had not yet thought of linking melting with solid stone carvings, so he had no way of guessing what considerations this image was based on, or whether it was for another unknown type.

Copying of form.

"Have you ever seen anything like this?"

"That's not entirely true. It's different from what I know. It's of the same style, but it should be an imitation."

The author of the manuscript left very few narratives, and the front and back of the manuscript did not add up to much. He even omitted the time and specific location of the discovery, and scrawled a few letters in a row, contrasting them with several forms that were probably mentioned above.

, still unable to make a logical and complete trace back to its origins, and can only convince itself that it is a work that comes from the author's personal wishes and was created casually.

"Two symbolic patterns were mixed together." It is much easier for people who have seen the whole picture to distinguish them, or in other words, their characteristics are indelible even after they are broken up and reorganized.

If it were not a coincidence that we happened to encounter them in the northern part of the kingdom and Dunling, it means that their influence is definitely spread wider than imagined.

"What do they mean?"

"I'm not sure." The arcs and straight lines point to the celestial body hanging in the depths, while the winding and wandering lines depict content that still cannot be accurately formed in the mind.

The former cannot be explained; and the latter, people cannot explain to others what they do not understand clearly.

"I've only seen it on some relics and antiquities. It's absolutely correct to treat it as a pagan symbol." Kraft concluded with an attitude that was even more confident than Green's. It was so firm that it made people wonder if he had a personal grudge with Morrison.

"It has nothing to do with that kind of medicine? We have encountered some people who asked believers to take hallucinogenic drugs. Through the effects of drinking and a little induction, they can easily deceive people into believing it. From a medical point of view, is this true?

possible?"

Kraft shook his head, "The possibility is very small. I have said that with such an effective medicine, you can obtain more things openly."

There was a moment of silence at the table, with both parties regurgitating the harvested information.

"Where did you see such a thing?"

"The kingdom is in the far north. It's a remote place that takes at least two to three months by boat and several days of horseback riding into the mountains. Even if I told you, you wouldn't know where it is."

"Then there's nothing we can do. There's still no way to investigate. There's no point in claiming that it's a pagan symbol." Green took a long breath, raised his head and moved his neck, and looked at Kraft sideways, "If you know the only thing you can do is

These are the words.”

The latter has little interest in this kind of casual provocation, and is hesitant to throw out some information that he has not yet confirmed. On the one hand, he is afraid of causing misleading, and on the other hand, he is not sure what he will encounter if he continues to investigate, and hopes to take the lead.

The direction and progress of the investigation.

He believed that Green thought the same. This priest who was in charge of the church system did not seem to be the kind of person who would be led around easily.

And the other party can also mobilize considerable manpower and material resources locally, and can completely leave other people alone and go it alone.

After flipping through a few pages, Kraft found the remaining pages that had been collected together, and pulled them out from the protective paper to read: a relatively seriously damaged excavated ruins outside the city, some kind of ditch, and then a drainage channel.

"Have you ever tried to find this thing?" As far as the rubbing area is concerned, it can be inferred that it is at least larger than the paper surface. With the supporting carrier, the overall picture is no less than some inscriptions, and there may be other related ancillary parts.

And if it can be accidentally discovered by amateur architects, it probably won't be hidden in a location that is inaccessible by normal means.

"I have asked some people who like to study old architecture, and there are many people who can participate in the restoration of the cathedral. They said that if there is such a thing, it probably will not be unknown."

"Could it be underground? Look at these, such as sewers and the like... Well, the sewers are wide enough for people to enter. Have you narrowed it down a bit?"

Green gathered the papers and sandwiched them one by one between the vellums. "Will you try to find a special drop of water in the Teme River?"

"Um?"

"The most lacking thing in Dunling is this kind of place. No one can tell where they are and how long they are. Or conversely, we should ask where they are not."

"I don't understand." This was far from his inherent impression of the sewers of this era. It made him feel more like he was describing a large ant nest entrenched underground in the city, with tunnel traffic hollowing out building foundations.

"I would like to ask, are you digging sewers or underground rivers? Who pays for this kind of project?"

"No, we rarely bother with drainage."

"Are you going to tell me that these sewers grew by themselves?" Planning a city's drainage and sewage system, especially a big city the size of Dunling, which is wide enough to walk on, is definitely a big project.

However, what he didn't expect was that Green actually nodded and approved the statement, "You can say that."

"They are there, and Dunling is just using them, and they may also have a negative effect - in fact, only part of them, the smaller part, was built by the 'Dunling people'. You have to know that the Dunling people are a kingdom

A concept that only came about after its establishment.”

"What about the rest?"

"I don't know, they have always been there. They are one of the many ruins. You can see them in most places in the city and surrounding areas, just like other old buildings." Green said matter-of-factly.

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"Then who built them?"

"Perhaps everyone? Each generation will improve on the basis of the previous generation, and then it becomes like this, probably." The experience of reading the church classics did not make his tone firmer.

Unlike above-ground buildings, the underground parts of cities have always received little attention, and their use as sewers makes these spaces more difficult to attract visitors.

"It is suitable for containing all things that are not suitable to appear on the ground, sewage, garbage, including some people who are not allowed by the law. Occasionally, we can find a hiding place in it, so that we have to go down and dig them out.

"

"So I know how big it is. There are countless forks, branches, and height differences. It's a spider web made of bricks and stones. Even the gang members who use this to avoid being searched don't dare to go too far."

It is reasonable to speculate how the ability to draw a sword in the dark was acquired. Actual work creates technical requirements.

"Can't even try with the manpower of the Inquisition?"

"The Inquisition is not my office. Even the bishop cannot let everyone go into the sewers because of a piece of incompletely confirmed news. There are also many people who have some opinions about a colleague with a bad background and will be happy to have one more impeachment

reason."

"Okay, I admit it's a bit troublesome." Kraft roughly understood the problem before him.

There are clues, but not many. They are most likely hidden in the sewers, and you need to fish them out with your own hands. Moreover, the scale of this sewer is a little larger than expected.

In addition, they didn't know whether this clue was useful, but they just rushed blindly towards the only light source in their field of vision like lost travelers in the dark night.

But Kraft had another idea, an idea that seemed to be able to piece together the clues in both parties' hands.

"According to this, the sewers under our feet should be quite dense, so dense that we can dig through them just by digging anywhere."

"It's a bit exaggerated, but it's actually similar. Cavity collapse when digging foundations is nothing new."

"What if it's a quarry?"

"What do you mean?" Green asked, almost at the same time, thinking of today's trip to track Kraft, "You mean..."

"Not long ago, I looked through the borrowing records in the college's warehouse - don't worry about how I saw it." Seeing Green's suddenly anxious look, Kraft pressed down his palm to signal for peace of mind.

"It just so happened that I knew the handwriting of one of the professors. He repeatedly used the excuse of contact with patients with severe infectious diseases to invalidate surgical instruments and not return them. The same process was repeated many times, for several months."

"Hypothetically, and I mean hypothetically, what is the significance of this? Whether it is a careless omission or a hint of conscience in the game, I can only think of one place where a disease patient rejected by a common cemetery is most likely to be

The destination.”

“The problem then was, I didn’t know what I was looking for.” The blind search was enough to destroy any trust in one’s own reasoning.

[But I probably know it now]

"This doesn't prove anything." After being speechless for several breaths, Green controlled the urge to summon people immediately and re-examined this purely subjective speculation from an objective perspective.

"Not to mention the possibility of being a simple excuse, this can also mean that the target of their temptation is the patient seeking to be cured. Under the threat of death, as long as a little hope is given, it is unacceptable to pay almost no price."

"Currently, there are no cases of surgical cure of infected patients. Academic circles generally believe that drugs must be used, although they are not very useful."

"Isn't inserting a needle into the chest considered a traumatic surgery?" From a purely layman's perspective, it is easy to question, "What's more, Morrison also has a special medicine that can easily create a 'miracle' effect."

"But currently we only have this one clue. If you want to continue catching tomb robbers on the streets, you might as well give it a try."

"..."

"Wardin, tell our people that I will see them here tomorrow, in their regular clothes."

Kraft took off his gloves and stretched out his hand to Green, "My grandfather told me that on the battlefield, when they needed a little temporary trust, they would take off their gauntlets to show harmlessness, and then shake hands. This represents the simplest alliance.

.”

The two hands were tightly clasped together, and after a brief contact, they separated. Others could vaguely hear a weak popping sound from the compression of the joints.

"By the way, don't let people in the academy know, I don't want to lose my reputation in the industry."

"It is indeed the simplest alliance."


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