《Memoirs of D-Class Personnel》
"According to the investigation, D-3412 was attacked after the cross-test between ▇-053 and ▇-682. The same incident also resulted in the death of D-3351. The relevant files have been sealed."
As Sen Ouwai's words fell, the entire venue became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Death? What was erased? What were the numbers of 053 and 682? Is the sculpture mentioned above one of them? We don’t know anything. The protagonist died without even mentioning his memoirs. The news of his death came from the ending added by the authorities. This story is completely different from the previous novels that have traces to follow and are more for the purpose of showing horror elements. Instead, it is a cold record of death.
"Death is foreseeable." Sakaguchi Ango sighed. Since he knew that people who read "Suicide Note" would disappear from the real world, he understood that this was the last bit of kindness from the malicious author. After reading "Suicide Note", you don't have to face all the monsters in the future. After all the monsters that appear are controlled, you can find a way to let them come back. But no one can guarantee whether Yokohama will still retain its original appearance or be devastated.
Even all the prisoners in the prison ignored the supervision and read the "Suicide Note", creating space for the weirdness that will be encountered next. However, it is hard to say whether the weirdness will be restrained by this cage that imprisons humans.
Now, all those who remain have realized that they will face fears that are difficult for humans to understand, and even die from them.
However, such a record that is difficult to match, full of subjectivity and the unknown limited by the first perspective, hides many fatal problems. Everyone's heart sank, and Alice's words came from the monitoring device.
"Is he going to die just like that?" The girl asked the crucial question in a naive voice: "What are 053 and 682?"
Good question! Everyone waited with bated breath, and all the recorders paid close attention, not wanting to miss a single thing.
It seemed like a moment, or maybe I waited for a long time, and another female voice came from the device, and the content was clear: "Let me think about it. I really don't understand these pure digital numbers without any prompt characters - little girl, oh, and the immortal evil lizard."
Undead——Evil Lizard? The recorder smiled wryly.
"Why would a little girl want to interact with an immortal evil lizard? Isn't that scary?"
"It was an experiment to terminate 682. They were considering finding a possible way to contain it long-term. In fact, as of ██-██-████, 682 had successfully breached containment six times, resulting in the deaths of several researchers. The Immortal Lizard is extremely hostile and aggressive towards living things. The Foundation has used a variety of methods to kill it, including physical damage, reality distortion, and concept erasure, but in the end, none of them succeeded."
The woman explained slowly, and every sentence she said afterwards was extremely heavy. A huge organization that could distort reality and erase concepts, the Foundation, gradually surfaced. Even Alice was silent for a long time before she continued to ask softly, "Then how can such a terrible thing be locked up?"
So light that it seems to be trembling.
There was another long silence, and the waiting time seemed to be getting longer as Alice asked more questions.
"It's difficult to contain. After all, 682 can obtain energy from any substance." The female voice still chose to explain, but she had already started tapping the manuscript paper with her pen: "The Foundation's practice is generally to contain it in a 5mx5mx5m container, and there are 25cm thick reinforced acid-resistant steel plates lined on all the inner walls. The containment container must be filled with hydrochloric acid until it is completely submerged and unable to resist, but if it tries to escape, it must be dealt with specifically on a case-by-case basis."
From this containment measure, we can fully understand what kind of existence the Immortal Evil Lizard is.
"It seems that everyone in the foundation has a hard time, doesn't it?" Alice hesitated for a moment and chose a new entry point.
A long sigh.
"Yes, the doctors, researchers, and countless D-class personnel who have used their lives for experiments. The achievements of these people are unknown to the public, but they are indeed the last layer of shackles leading to the real world."
The members of the Special Powers Division were also somewhat moved by these words.
The dividing line between daily life and extraordinary life, how to make ordinary people live a normal and happy life, many people have silently paid a price that is unimaginable to ordinary people.
Suddenly, a red light above the room began to flash.
"Emergency report! Emergency report! A human sculpture appeared in the Yokohama Red Brick Warehouse. The head is huge with vertical cracks on the face, red bloodstains on the edges, and two eyes on each side!"
"Keep an eye on it!" Sakaguchi Ango didn't have time to be surprised why the abnormality appeared immediately, and immediately made arrangements: "The teams will take turns, two people in each team, make sure there is at least one person staring at the sculpture at the same time..."
If this sculpture that must be stared at all times appears, then when will 682 - the Immortal Evil Lizard, this monster, be discovered?
"Why?" Tanizaki Naomi asked Edogawa Ranpo privately, very puzzled: "Aren't all the incidents resolved? Now it seems like something big is going to happen."
"No, there will always be such a day, just sooner or later." Edogawa Ranpo pursed his lips, as if pondering his words: "When she wants to understand her own existence and know what happened, she will definitely make it clear exactly as it happened."
"Therefore, this time it will not be just a story, but a cruel reality of another world."
"Another world?" Naomi Tanizaki couldn't believe it: "Are there scary things in another world?"
"It's far beyond our imagination." Speaking of this, the always confident detective was so serious for the first time: "But people with special abilities from all over the world have been organized. We are not without a chance of winning. Ordinary people in another world do not have special abilities."
"Then how did they ..."
"Human wisdom, even ordinary people without any superpowers, sometimes possesses great power." Edogawa Ranpo looked at Tanizaki Naomi with a firm expression: "And many abnormalities can be used by people, so this is also an information war. My super reasoning is prepared to solve these things."
"I understand." Looking at the high-spirited Ranpo Edogawa, Naomi Tanizaki gradually calmed down.
Yes, the strongest force of the Armed Detective Agency, Ranpo Edogawa, is an ordinary person, but the cases he solves and the brilliance he possesses are no less than those of people with special abilities. Or, it is precisely because he is an ordinary person that his brilliance shines even brighter.
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Why is the setting so huge?
As I was writing, a lot of things were filling my head, like a combo. The little girl was still asking questions, and it wasn't that I didn't want to answer, but every time she asked a question, I had to think of a lot of things.
Is it possible that we don't need to dig into the past?
I hesitated for a while, but continued writing.
Do I exist in such a huge organization?
Then I started writing about all kinds of fancy ways of dying.
Rather than a novel, it is more like a file bag, which contains the diaries and causes of death of many D-class personnel - yes, each diary ends with the death of the personnel, which usually has nothing to do with the containment they are responsible for, and they would never have thought that they would face such a death today. So where is "I" after writing so much? An ordinary D-class personnel who died, or some weird containment?
"Ah, I can't write anymore." I spread my hands and said to Alice who was holding the doll beside me, "I can't finish it. There are too many people. Let's do it later."
"You've worked hard." The girl said politely, then looked around curiously and couldn't help asking, "So where is this place? Is it also a shelter?"
"It's just a novel, how come you accepted the setting so quickly?" I laughed, and suddenly froze: "Wait wait wait——"
"Hole," I said.
Alice looked in the direction I was looking at. Not far from the window, there was a hole with a diameter of nearly three meters.
"This cave should be in the ███ desert, surrounded by a wire fence and guarded by guards who patrol constantly." I said this again hesitantly.
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On the other hand, some strange things were gradually moved to a containment center transformed from a prison.
"Can't this thing be destroyed?" a guard asked hesitantly.
"Since the discipline says he's being detained normally, there's no need to suddenly make things complicated." Sakaguchi Ango held his eyes and said, "At this point, we can only trust the wisdom of our predecessors."
In other words, everything they are doing now is just copying the coping methods of their predecessors, and no accidents have occurred so far. And if there are things that you don't know, don't try to find out - just like that strange sculpture, no one wants to know what will happen if you don't stare at it.
Until now, people have been taking turns to watch the sculpture. Although we know from the records that placing it in a separate room and cleaning it after a period of time will not cause any problems, we don’t know whether there are any special materials in this room or any special detention measures, so we can only use this stupid method in the end.
Although he will still be held in solitary confinement in the future, the fact that the first strange incident is currently under firm control has given everyone great confidence.
However, before I could breathe a sigh of relief, the warning lights started to light up again.
An observer saw something from the surveillance, and then he was killed.
The first death.
A shadow was cast over everyone's heart.