Chapter 80: Dumb loss

"Is such that."
The strange man was sitting on the upholstered sofa that was cleared out of the office, and the materials that had been scattered there were gathered together randomly and stacked on the small round table next to the armrest. He continued with the same open and unhurried smile on his face as he had when he was outside the door.
"I am entrusted by Mr. Victor, just like you." He said naturally. "He said that he had handed over the investigation of the dagger to this firm. He also heard that I was very knowledgeable about Egypt, so he asked me to come. See if I can help you."
Lin You exchanged glances with the two teammates.
Victor Norton, Gu Heng's client who inherited his uncle's estate.
The man introduced himself as "Wakshi", an archaeologist who specializes in the Egyptian piece. Of course, I have a little bit in my heart, Lin You did not show his true doubts, and the reaction of opening the door was pretended to be normal--surprised and a little confused, just like treating anyone who would make trouble on the street. It's like a passerby who knocked on this door after such a mess.
She hadn't had time to ventilate with the two of them, but she felt Gu Heng guessed something.
Geng Qinghe... Geng Qinghe must have believed it, but it was a little strange that the other party came to the door at this moment.
Lin You sometimes feels that although this silly Baitian is often what others say he believes, but he is really confusing. Moreover, precisely because he is a true believer, most of the time, letting him follow the question will not cause the other party's suspicion.
Just like now.
"I saw all the passers-by hiding."
Geng Qinghe said: "You actually came here on your own initiative..."
"Wakshi" had obviously prepared the corresponding rhetoric.
"I am mentally prepared."
He smiled.
"Mr. Victor mentioned the danger to me. I saw it from a distance-to be honest, I investigated this aspect and knew what a group of people were doing in the underground. It was not a surprise."
"Right," he asked interestedly, leaning forward, "is the dagger still in your hands?"
Finally it comes to the topic.
Just looking at his forward sitting posture shows that he is eager to know the answer to this question. The look on his face was quite ordinary, just watching them intently with his eyes, and that look—Lin You faintly felt that there was a light that was not like a human being.
"Yes."
She replied with a smile, and the skull hanging on her waist was consciously silent.
"But we are about to find Victor again," Lin You said, "I have something to ask him."
"Oh? I'll go with you."
Waxie was as good as a runner. He smiled and got up from the sofa.
"I came here by bus. The car on the road is yours? I don't know if it will be enough for me."
Although he didn't doubt his words much, Geng Qinghe still hesitated whether he should let him act with them. While everyone was going downstairs one by one, he quietly approached Lin You and whispered: "Sister You"
"I know what you want to ask, it's okay." Lin You didn't explain much. After all, he didn't know how much Nyallatotepu-or, Nyah-could hear. "Just do it."
She was very curious about what he was selling. The only thing he was sure of was how to fool the dagger over 80% of his thoughts now, and worried that they would be suspicious, so he directly stabbed him with the blade.
She didn't want to step into the other party's suit, nor did she want to tear her face so quickly. At the same time, she was a little bit angry at them being chased by the so-called "Falcon" for a long time, so she said she might as well find a chance to get revenge.
There was no longer any shadow of the horror hunters whirling in the sky, and they walked to the car. The roof of the car was scratched by the claws of those monsters, and it almost turned into a convertible without paying attention. Fortunately, it didn't seem to have much influence on the function.
Gu Heng was about to drive, unexpectedly someone grabbed the door handle first.
His fingers stopped in the air and looked at Lin You. The latter met his gaze and glanced vaguely at the man who called himself Waxhi.
Knowing what she was suggesting, Gu Heng looked away and coughed to cover up his smile. He let go of his hand as if nothing was wrong, and silently changed positions with Lin You-she sat in the driver's seat, and he turned to open the rear door. Geng Qinghe was a little at a loss, but he decided to get in with the latter.
With that experience in Silent Hill, Lin You became familiar with it a lot. She pulled down the steering wheel and slid into the motorway. There are no cars on the road, but it may be because of the storm just now, and occasionally pedestrians can be seen pointing and talking about something. Of course, they don't care about this either.
Gu Heng occasionally pointed out the road. Generally speaking, the car was still driving smoothly on the road.
temporary.
"Dang!"
The sudden brake came so unexpectedly that Geng Qinghe was driven forward by inertia. He rushed straight to the back of the seat in front. Even with a cushion, the sudden impact made people a little dizzy. He looked to the side in horror, but found that Gu Heng seemed to have been prepared and grabbed it in time. Hold the armrest above the window to stabilize your body.
Geng Qinghe: "...?????"
Fortunately, he is not the worst.
That loud "bang" was exactly the sound of someone's head hitting the glass.
The man sitting in the front passenger's seat still kept his head forward.
He lowered his head, his body trembling slightly, no one could see his expression clearly.
Waxhi—No, Nia was on the verge of an explosion.
Damn human beings, if it weren't for the dagger in their hands, he wouldn't be playing any identity-concealing games here now, let alone bear the anger. And this body--
He gritted his teeth and thought.
Maybe something went wrong during the summoning, or maybe it was because the seal was not completely lifted. Although the form of the true body can exert considerable power, it appears in a human form but not as agile as before. And he doesn’t like to use abilities in the human body unless he has to, so--
A round red mark was knocked out on his forehead.
"Hey, sorry, sorry," the guy who made his forehead hit the front glass of the car hurriedly, "not very skilled, there is a puddle ahead."
There is really a puddle, but she deliberately waited for the time to come and hurriedly stepped on the brake.
"...It's okay."
Nia slowly raised her head and forced a smile, "I don't mind at all."
It's all fake if you don't mind.
When he got the dagger, she was the first to kill.
In fact, a certain unknown Mr. Nyarlatotepu could not bear it either. The timing of the brakes is always unexpected. When his forehead kissed the windshield for the third time, he finally protested intolerably.
"Let me drive." He smiled.
Lin You feels a bit regretful that she couldn't find a reason to retaliate against him with goodbye stitches. She said she didn't know whether to be surprised that the ancient gods could actually drive or to have the opportunity to let Nyaratotip drive them in a lifetime.
The two changed seats, and Lin You was about to sit in when she suddenly saw a shop not far away.
"Wait," she said immediately, "you wait a moment, I'll be back soon."
……what?
Geng Qinghe watched her walk into the store without knowing it, and when she came out, she was holding something bulging in her arms. It wasn't until she got closer to see that the big bag was covered with a small bag. She bought a pile of paper bags.
Geng Qinghe: "Sister Pomelo, you..."
"I promised it before." Lin You said, "I have a place where I can buy things normally. If I can't put it in my backpack, I will put it in the car first, and talk about it later."
She has her own plans.
They are not far from the client's house, but within ten minutes, they have already reached the gate.
The car came to a halt slowly-his driving skills turned out to be pretty good.
It's just that the wrought iron gate is open, and the lock hangs slantingly on the side, looking like traces of forcibly breaking in.
Everyone's heart sank.
"It looks like someone has attacked Mr. Victor," someone took the initiative to speak in the next second, and Wax sighed, "I'll stay to see the car. Go and see. If the situation is not right, come back quickly."
Rather, isn’t it you who is most likely to attack him?
Lin You glanced at him with a faint smile, and drew the card from the card set.
I don’t know what kind of calculation the Naia thief shouts to catch the thief, she always feels that his purpose of coming here with him is not simple, staying beside their only means of action, the intention is even more...
Maybe she should keep it.
"I have a way to call for help," she raised the card between her fingers, "Come on."
The thin and tall pale white figure appeared in place.
Waxie raised his eyebrows imperceptibly.
Lin You picked up the pile of paper bags and stuffed them into 096's hands.
"These are for you. You stay here to help watch the car get off." She turned to Wax and deliberately said, "Be careful, don't let its paper bag fall, or it will be very sad."
Before she finished speaking, she turned around and walked towards the villa in the inner courtyard with the other two.
They walked away.
Nyarlatotepu, disguised as Waxhi, put a smile away.
He turned to SCP-096, who was still standing blankly on the spot, looking towards the direction where Lin You and others had left. It held large and small paper bags tightly in its arms, with one on its head, and it seemed that it would not resist no matter what it was done.
Niya evoked a slight arc of smirk, he didn't plan to let them go back alive, waiting for them to go in one by one is the best time. And before that, the guy in front of you was the first target.
Since this guy doesn't have a dagger, he can do it at any time. But what Lin You said before leaving was like a feather, spurring his curiosity vigorously.
Nyarlatotepu, the foreign god, the greatest hobby in his life is to see how humans fall into fear and despair. SCP-096, two meters in height... can be regarded as a humanoid creature, well, it is still within his approval range. If you just take off this thing, you can make it sad...
He longed.
So, before killing it--
"Come on." He sneered.
"Let me see what you grow—"
He tore off the paper bag wrapped around SCP-096's head.
……kind.