Chapter 51 Vol12 Paintoast France Store

Chapter 51 Vol·12 [Paintoast·Francis Stove]

The two walked through the diversion gate passage and, following the station announcement, came to a brightly lit office building. The building was decorated in a very industrial style.

Asing was about to rush in, but Jiang Xueming was careful and made several large circles on both sides of the cement road.

He avoided passing traffic, carefully observed the white lines on the road signs on both sides, and opened the map on his mobile phone.

The location of the map navigation showed that they had arrived in Europe, to be precise, the sea near Iceland, more than 33,000 meters underground.

The GPS positioning signal is sometimes strong and weak, and the position on the map is also erratic. The mobile phone signal then drops to 3G. The personnel at the radio station also told passengers that if they want high-quality communication signals in this place, they can only dial through line transfer. When calling outside, the communication cables at the station were laid out along with the railway - the signal base station here is very old and can only be said to be barely adequate.

But that’s not what Jiang Xueming cares about——

——The things he cares about are the signal cables on both sides of the road and the style of road signs.

Xueming used to work in a battery factory and saw many signal lines. Regardless of the size of the equipment, these wires were needed between the production workshop or the electrical room and the substation to issue control instructions.

In this underground city, these signal lines are like dense blood vessels, extending all the way from the outer edge of the city far away from the road.

Since they do not have to withstand the rain and wind of the natural climate, these cables are not hung on telephone poles and do not need to be buried in the ground. They are just left in the wild fields on both sides of the road and wrapped in simple white plastic hard shells.

What Jiang Xueming was curious about were the characters on the covers of these signal cables and high-voltage wires - he couldn't understand them at all.

It’s really not even a “little understanding” – I don’t understand it at all.

The characters written on the cover were different from the isolated letters of any country or language in his common sense. It's more like a code word or ancient saying.

Strings of symbols fit together and follow the cables all the way to the distance.

There are also such symbols on the white road markings on both sides of the road.

Xueming immediately pulled Ah Xing over and pointed at the road markings, "Do you know these things? Ah Xing?"

Ah Xing was confused and squatted down with Brother Ming. After watching for a long time, he didn't notice anything strange. Finally, he seemed to have a flash of inspiration: "Oh! I remembered it!"

Jiang Xueming took a notebook and compared the symbols on the road marking lines to make notes, and then asked: "Do you know what these symbols mean?"

"I often watch anime!" Bu Liuxing took out his mobile phone and looked at the magic runes-like marks in the comics and compared them with the signs on the road: "In fantasy-themed works, there are many runes based on ancient characters. This is it. , should be runes.”

"Ah?" Jiang Xueming actually felt that he had suffered the loss of not watching any cartoons.

It was a rare opportunity for Ah Xing to show off his knowledge to Brother Ming. His little tail was raised so high that his head and mobile phone were tilted to Brother Ming. "Look, Brother Ming, the runes and runes in Nordic mythology - On the road markings on both sides of the road, it should be called [Jera], which means [time, year].”

After a while, he pointed to another rune.

"This is called [Ehwaz], which means [horse, beast of burden]."

The two stood up, and Axing saw the dam mouth and the underground river in the distance. There was also a huge symbol on the stone pier.

"That one is called [Laguz], which means [water flow, water]."

"Oh, I understand, it just changed the meaning of the ancient saying." Jiang Xueming didn't pay much attention, thinking to himself - maybe it was the weird sense of ritual of the city designer. After all, Chinese architecture also likes to pay attention to ancient Chinese culture or Feng Shui when building houses.

"How is it? Am I good?" Ah Xing looked arrogant. He finally taught Brother Ming a lesson, but he was so awesome.

"Awesome! I still have a lot to ask you." Jiang Xueming suddenly showed a strange look in his eyes.

Ah Xing has seen that look before. It was like the look in Brother Ming's eyes when he looked at Coach Li at the dinner table in his former residence, wanting to suck him dry——

"——No, no, no! I don't understand, I don't understand! I have learning materials here! Brother Ming, you have to learn. I will give you some popular dramas that pay attention to history and culture!" Ah Xing immediately gave up.

After Xueming finished taking photos of these external roads, because the ambient light here was very dark and the image quality of the photos was poor, he drew all the symbols in a notebook in a formal manner.

The two of them continued walking to the office building.

Pushing open the door, you will find the central office of the armed employees of the Death Couple Agency City.

In this tall building with more than 30 floors, there are only a few people on duty at the front desk. There are three clerks and two translators. Other than that, there is not even a trace of the cleaner.

These signs confused Jiang Xueming - in such a large city, the headquarters of armed employees responsible for peripheral security work is actually so empty?

He speculated in his mind that maybe this was a good thing——

——There are fewer armed personnel on the periphery, which also means that the periphery is safer and does not require so many personnel to be stationed.

The next step is to follow the process.

Hand over the passenger ID. The director's staff stamped the certificate with the new seal of the deceased spouse's agency. Send out two personnel registration forms.

After filling out the form, a translator led them to the 22nd floor to find their security officer.

Except for A Ming chatting with the translator, the whole process was very quiet. The things they talked about were also very unsatisfactory. Most of them were gossips from various stations, gossips that were hard to distinguish between true and false.

The translator brought the two to the door of room 2219 and left in a hurry - Xueming learned from the conversation that there were six translators in the whole building in shifts, three translators for small languages ​​and three translators for major languages. I'm very busy and don't have time to chat with them.

Jiang Xueming still behaves as usual.

He knocked on the door first, and then immediately pushed the door open and entered.

"Hello!"

Just walked in——

——The two of them smelled the strong smell of cigarettes. And a scene that is difficult to describe in words.

The scene was so chaotic that the SAN values ​​of the two people dropped drastically. To understand the entire layout of room 2219, we have to start from the outer corridor.

The internal layout of this building is in a zigzag shape, with a large patio in the middle used for ventilation and elevators. The front desk of the office on the first floor can be seen directly from the corridor.

It was designed much like an apartment, so most of the armed employees also converted their offices into dormitories.

Originally, Xueming was mentally prepared when she saw the clothes hanging everywhere in the corridor, but when she actually pushed the door open, she was still shocked by the strong impact.

Both sides of the door of 2219 were filled with used drink cans, and layers of fast-food garbage were not packaged and were thrown into small hills next to the weapons cabinet.

Further inside is the simple bathroom and bathroom, both of which are old. Many of the walls fell off and were smashed to pieces, and no one was cleaning them.

There were many traces of cigarette butts trampled on the exposed floor tiles. They just threw away the cigarette butts, but no one took care of the ashes.

Next to the bathroom were two large bookshelves that were swaying. They seemed to have been knocked over by something, but they happened to collide with each other and supported each other to prevent them from completely falling to the ground. The yellow pages envelope information documents were scattered all over the floor, mixed with other household garbage.

Then there's the TV on the big desk, and the DVDs - and dozens of unwrapped DVDs.

There is also that ashtray filled with cigarette butts like a stack of arhats. Using an ashtray to describe it seems too elegant and quiet. It should be called an ash bucket.

Several network cables were pulled on both sides of the ceiling fan in the room. From the bathroom beam to the steel beam of the glass door on the other side, various underwear and staff uniforms were hung.

Finally, there is the real owner of this room - the armed employees of Ah Xing and A Ming, the security officers for this trip.

Wearing only her underwear, the woman stood on her desk, holding the rope hanging from the ceiling fan in both hands.

This was a chaotic picture that neither Bu Liuxing nor Jiang Xueming could understand for a while.

Their five senses are superb and they can see a lot of things. The brain has a lot of information to process, so for a while the whole room fell into an eerie silence.

When I first entered the room, I could only smell the strong smell of smoke. Within seconds, the stench of domestic garbage hit my face.

Fortunately, there are no bugs, cockroaches or flies in this place, otherwise the two little guys' mental strength would have declined a bit.

The two of them stared at each other for a long time - neither of them spoke.

The strange silence lasted for a long time.

It was about a minute and a half, ninety seconds long.

In this period of time--

——Jiang Xueming’s brain was trembling.

People today simply can't stand this way of living. All the mess in the house is like bullets, oh no, it's like 40 fire bombarding his head.

This vicious mental attack left him frozen.

——Bu Liuxing's brain was also trembling.

He saw the DVD on the table and the comic book buried in the yellow page envelope on the floor.

This young lady who is about to hang herself is motionless, as if her brain has lost power. Looking at her muscles, she is someone who exercises regularly. Her deltoid muscles are clearly defined and she has six-pack abs. Look at her famous products I even forgot to take off the tags on my special-price underwear. He is a very casual person in dressing up.

finally--

--finally.

"call--"

The armed employee girl let out a breath.

It was like walking down from the Red Platform execution ground and deciding not to die.

She rubbed the messy golden and black hair on her head as if arranging hay, and muttered a lifeless greeting in Japanese.

"いらっしゃいませ[Welcome]"

Bu Liuxing pulled Ming Ge's arm.

"Still a Sakura girl?!"

Jiang Xueming was still unable to escape from that chaotic mental state. He finally regained consciousness. He held down his hands and feet two or three times, fearing that he would become a ruthless housekeeping machine, and finally answered: "What's wrong?"

Bu Liuxing also learned the lines from Dream of Red Mansions: "Ah! I've seen this sister from Fusang before."

"Be normal." Xueming's mouth twitched.

Before A Xing could say anything more——

——The armed employee climbed down from the table and slowly put on his pants and shirt.

"Two Chinese? I can't tell you the Chinese. A little bit, a little bit, Just so so."

This young lady has a high-pitched voice, like a squirrel, and she also has squirrel-like front teeth, and her speaking voice is as loud as a whistle.

After she put on her pink cat-toe slippers, she seemed to have lost her employee leather boots. She walked up to the two passengers and squinted her eyes to take a good look, and it seemed that she could see their appearance clearly.

"Ohhhh!! LukeyDA☆ZE! Give me a good job at the headquarters! Well done! Well done BOSS! You both look good!"

"Hehe." Axing smiled awkwardly. He had never seen such a spirited little girl in his life. He just responded in a panic and humbly: "Just so so a little bit, a little bit."

Jiang Xueming didn't speak at all. He just observed the armed employee carefully.

Her height is about 165 centimeters, she has a typical Asian appearance, her teeth are not very good, she has some acne on her face, probably due to dust allergy from long-term smoking, her hair is very long, and some of her highlights are dyed blonde.

Look at the muscle mass on your body, you can carry a gun, your skin color is good, you have fat as energy reserve, you are a person who exercises scientifically - you are reliable.

It's just that there may be some problems with language communication.

Also, this girl looked to be only eighteen or nineteen years old, she was really young, but there was another example of Teacher Victor's immortal body before, so Xueming didn't pay much attention to the apparent age of this skin.

After thinking about this, he reached out and said, "My name is Jiang Xueming, hello."

Bu Liuxing immediately followed, "My name is Bu Liuxing! Just call me Ah Xing!"

The young lady looked left and right, opened her mouth slightly, and suddenly patted her head, as if she had woken up.

"Oh oh oh oh! Introducing myself - I am."

She stopped, took a deep breath, and shouted out a series of introduction words mixed with Japanese, Chinese, and English.

"Death Partner Agency City·Armed Force·No. 900113·Member No. 10007714·No military rank yet·But it must be sergeant or above·Super capable·I don’t know how long this life will last, but I really want to eat Chinese food·Special It’s the fried rice with fresh eggs that has not been left overnight. I don’t know how many months old Sailor Moon is in her 170s – Asaka Nanami!”

Since this passage is too confusing to express in Chinese, English and Japanese, I have translated the general meaning.

When the name was finally announced, the romanization of Asaka·Nanami, the little girl took the opportunity to put on a handsome transformed posture.

"But! I still! I hope you! Say my English name! Jessica!"

"She is indeed quite energetic," Xueming whispered to Ah Xing, "She is more energetic than you."

After completing this posture, Nana Mei stretched out her hand and shook hands with Jiang Xueming. She first stretched out her left hand and found that there was still oil stains on it. Then she stretched out her right hand and found that there was a cigarette on the nails of her right hand, which was all yellow-brown smoke. spot.

"Oh! I'm sorry, I took a shower before shaking hands with you!"

After saying that, the girl bowed fiercely and ran to the bathroom.

Ah Xing was so stunned by this extremely pure self-introduction that he didn't react at all.

On the contrary, Xueming was already familiar with the situation and was ready to have a heart-to-heart talk with the security officer because he couldn't bear it anymore.

He ran to the bathroom in the corridor to grab a garbage bag, a broom, a mop and a rag, and immediately began to tidy up the room, cleaning up everything he could see.

Looking at this room for a second time, Jiang Xueming felt as if he had been raped.

Twenty minutes passed——

——Nanami ran out of the bathroom and saw

The bookshelf was moved to its original position, and the oil stains on the yellow pages envelopes were cleaned and stuffed back into the bookshelf.

The garbage was gathered in the corridor, and more than twenty old things that she didn't know whether to throw away were put aside, waiting for her to sort them out.

The DVD and TV on the table were moved to the side of the sofa, and the discs were put in plastic bags for protection.

The rug was exposed to the sun again, hanging on the clothesline in the hallway. There were also old clothes and skirts that she had confiscated for a long, long time, piled beside the big bed in the back room.

The girl had just taken a shower, and the hot water made her still a little unclear.

"Are you Doraemon? Where is this? Is this door any door?"

"This is your office." Jiang Xueming took off his coat, fearing that oil would stain his spiritual clothes. He only wore a black vest and did a good job cleaning the room quickly.

"Ohhh! Lukey DA☆ZE!" Nanami was about to rush towards Jiang Xueming but Xueming grabbed her shirt collar and threw it to the bed in the back room, so as not to interfere with his work.

"Pooh--" The armed employee fell into the soft quilt, and after a while he poked his little head out, and saw that his boudoir was getting brighter, and his eyes also became brighter, "-Ohhh! You can do it Good! You did a great job!”

Jiang Xueming finished cleaning the bathroom, threw the old clothes into the washing machine, and walked to Nanami carrying two suitcases and a hanging rope.

"I took off this rope. I hope you won't need it in the future."

Jiang Xueming picked up two more suitcases: "There are blood stains on these two suitcases. I cleaned them up. I think they are more important things, so I brought them here separately for you to see."

"Ah" Nanami said immediately when she saw the box, "These two things are for you. But don't open them. To save your life, please don't open them."

Jiang Xueming then asked: "What's inside?"

"[Paintoast·French Toast]! I'll take you there, do the task, just throw this out, wait and see, the box is okay, you are okay." Nanami explained in a mysterious manner: "It's very powerful, you can't Open it and see!”

——It seems to be some kind of important prop. Since the armed employee said not to look at it, let’s not look at it.

Jiang Xueming put away his curiosity. He really couldn't understand the Japanese English of Nanami. Maybe the strange pronunciation was describing something else.

In short, from what Nanami said, this box had the function of a decoy bomb.

At this time, Ah Xing cleaned the ashtray, took out his expensive perfume from his bag and used it as an air freshener, and took out a comic book of Chibi Maruko-chan from his backpack as a gift, and put it back on the desk with two boxes of cigarettes.

Nanami's eyes were full of joy, and she felt light and happy.

"You did a good job too! Reciprocity! Reciprocity! Chinese idioms are what I have learned all my life!"

She put on her pants again, hurriedly ran to the weapons cabinet, pulled out two P90 submachine guns, and threw them at the two passengers.

Bu Liuxing shuddered when he caught the gun. He was very unsure because this Sakura girl seemed to be careless and not in tune the whole time.

So he asked Jiang Xueming, very quietly: "Brother Ming, she looks a little unreliable. Can she really protect us? Our last security officer, Mr. Bourne, looks much more reliable."

"Very reliable. From the perspective of weapon selection, very reliable." Jiang Xueming took off the empty magazine of the P90, unlocked the safety, disassembled the receiver, checked the gun grease protection fluid, and observed the overall condition of the gun structure: "This is her bread and butter. The maintenance work is done very well. This is a city, narrow rooms and alleys. This short-barreled submachine gun with a capacity of 50 rounds is the best choice. With her arm span and body, this weapon is very suitable for her. She is a professional."

This set of operations made Ah Xing stunned.

Xueming said casually: "The structure of the P90 is really simple. There are videos on the Internet that teach you how to disassemble it for maintenance in 15 seconds. If you surf more."

Ah Xing immediately said: "I understand, I understand."

"And there are more!" Nanami took out two Glock G26 pistols from the weapon cabinet and threw them to the passengers.

When Ah Xing received the pistol, his face was full of doubts. The size of the G26 was too small. Against his wide palm, it looked like a toy gun.

Xueming took the G26's slide and checked it again.

"The whole gun is in good condition, very suitable for close-range combat. Among the firearms that can fire 9mm PA bullets, the G26 is almost the smallest and most convenient weapon to carry."

"MOLLE!" Nanami carried two pairs of straps, a steel plate and a Kevlar bulletproof vest, a flashlight was already hung on it, and the first aid kit was already packed, but the pronunciation of MOLLE sounded like "mo la" in Nanami's mouth.

"Captain Nanami, wait a minute, I still have things to do." Jiang Xueming went out and stacked up the household garbage to send to the garbage room.

Nanami first responded politely: "Okay! Thank you!"

Then immediately emphasized: "Jessica! You call me Jessica!"

"Okay, Brother Jie." Xueming responded casually.

"I'm going to throw away the garbage too! Brother Jie!" Bu Liuxing put down his weapon and followed closely.

Nanami pouted, but because of her two squirrel-like little front teeth, she couldn't pout smoothly.

She leaned against the door, took out a cigarette from the cigarette box, lit it for herself, and saw the two good-looking Chinese passengers carrying garbage bags to the other end of the corridor.

——As they walked, they began to hum songs and dance, and arranged their own homework for Teacher Victor.

Nanami held the lighter and didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

"OH! MY! GOD!"