"It's too slow!"

As soon as Brick walked back to the bedroom with steaming steamed buns and soy milk, he heard his aunt and grandmother scolding him at the beginning. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 I saw that this silver-haired woman who appeared in the room last night inexplicably and slapped him inexplicably (?) was sitting upright on the black coffin with iron chains, holding a pancake in her hand.

"Hey, can you take it off? Your coffin with 103,000 magic books... Box. ”

"What a hundred and three thousand... Ah!" the girl paused, then continued, "Do you mean my 'Requiem', of course! Am I not tired of carrying it all day?"

Then why did you sleep with this on your back last night!, Banbrick couldn't help but mourn in silence for his bed.

The girl didn't care about Bric's mental activity, she ate the oil cake into her mouth three times and two times, took the bun again, and grabbed one and stuffed it into her mouth without any ladylike demeanor.

Breke suddenly noticed a hint of unnaturalness... It's as conspicuous as ink on a blank piece of paper. In this perfectly self-consistent world, a singularity suddenly arises that should not belong in this world.

The world - distorted.

"Why do you have oil cakes in your hands?" said Breck, pointing to the oil stains on the girl's hands, "Didn't I say you should not go out for a while, there will be trouble!"

"I didn't go out. The girl said aggrievedly.

Breke breathed a sigh of relief.

"I just looked for the old man in the porter and said that I was the owner of the glasses in the 30 room, and the old man gave me a cake with a smile. The girl licked her oily fingers, "Look, the old man gave me a bottle of medicine, what a good man." ”

"God TM Zhao Zilong seven in and seven out!" The enraged Breke lifted the white porcelain bottle with the shoddy portrait of Zhao Zilong and smashed it on the ground, and the dusty medicinal powder mixed with the broken porcelain pieces was suddenly sprinkled on the ground.

"Ahem... What are you doing? The silver-haired girl choked on the sudden rise of smoke and looked at Crane with a disgruntled face.

Brik remembered that when he walked into the dormitory building, the porter Uncle Gong frowned at him and secretly gave him a thumbs up, and finally understood what was going on, and he was even more angry: "Do you know that the police are arresting you outside? What the hell have you done!"

"Again, it's not my fault!

The silver-haired girl paused for a moment and retorted forcefully without admitting defeat.

"You guy... It's completely different from the heroine I imagined from the sky!" The angry Bryke held up the plaster bust of Icarus on the bookshelf and was about to smash it, but after thinking about it, he was reluctant to put it down gently.

"Sure enough, Icarus-chan is the best...", Brick muttered as he hugged the plaster bust of the heroine of the newly released Heavenly Fallen Thing of the Evil Laughing Co., Ltd.

"What a pervert... Hey, look over there!" the girl suddenly noticed that outside the window, a group of Sakura Mansion policemen suddenly rushed to the corner of the street.

"What's that?" Brick was a little nervous when he saw this, "I didn't come for you, did I..."

The girl's face was pale, she stroked the coffin, and only after a while did she spit out a sentence: "It must be for this child, for the box of 'Requiem'." ”

"Isn't it a hundred and thirty-three thousand copies of the magic book?"

"I'll explain this later! I should get out of here now—"

Before she could finish speaking, the sound of conversation and leather boots sounded in the hallway.

"You're the porter of this apartment, and how many people are left in this apartment now?"

(Sakurafu) uh... Most of them have returned home, and there are still three people on the roster, but two people are basically not living here. ”

"That's only one person left, but it saves me a lot of effort. ”

The voice of the voice gradually grows louder... No, it's not that the voice is getting louder, it's that the police in Sakura Mansion are gradually approaching this way... If they were the only ones left in this dormitory building, wouldn't they just walk towards this room?

This cramped room...

Is there nowhere to hide?

After a symbolic knock on the door, the door of Room 301 of the Mingguo International Student Apartment was directly pushed open, and the two policemen walked straight in, while the porter Uncle Gong was still standing outside the door and did not come in.

Two policemen enter Brecke's room - if Breck shows up in the Ottoman Empire's student apartment in the morning, he will find that the one behind them is the young policeman named "Emiya", and the other is the one who grabbed him in the first place. They walked into the student's room and saw Brick taking a pile of books from the cabinet by the door and piling them into the box at his feet.

"Uh, you two—" Breke looked embarrassed and closed the slightly old cabinet door.

"We are the Sakura Prefectural Police Agency's Search Division No. 9, and we have something to investigate with you. ”

The slightly older policeman took out his ID and showed him it, then walked to the window of the room and asked casually, "Oh, your window is facing the street?"

"It's... Yes. ”

He gently touched the window frame, pointed in the direction of the Ottoman Empire's student dormitory, and continued to ask: "Can you see what is happening on the street over there from your side... Like last night..."

"Last night... I remember it was so noisy that I didn't sleep well. Breke smirked with his head down, his eyes sneaking in the direction of the peeled cabinet.

"Haven't you really found anything strange at all?" Inspector Wai Gong stood in front of Brick and asked word by word, "For example... A mysterious person who suddenly appeared out of the window or something. ”

Ban Brick swallowed, and said a little nervously while secretly looking in the direction of the cabinet: "Indeed... Nothing strange about it. ”

"Okay, it seems that you really didn't find anything, is that okay?"

Inspector Wei asked, looking at the elderly policeman standing at the window.

"Hmm. ”

"Okay, that's all we have to ask. The guard inspector put away the small notebook that didn't write a few words, turned around and walked away.

He was not surprised to see Breke breathe a sigh of relief and a look of relief.

"Oh yes, we're going to have to do a routine search!" said Emiya with a meaningful smile, "I believe you don't have any opinions." ”

"Ahh

"Oh, is there something I can't see? or... It's in this cupboard!"

Emiya rushed forward and opened the door of the cabinet.

"Oh! no!"

Inside the cabinet is...

"It's... This is..."

Emiya also had a surprised expression on his face.

"It's all my old roommate's stuff! it's not mine!"

Slab Brick desperately explained.

"This... This is the **** plaster statue of the female No. 2 Fog Rain Demon Lihai of the Western project, this, isn't this a collector's edition of only a hundred! Where did you get this kind of thing!"

"Oh, you're very knowledgeable, too. Seeing that the young Sakura policeman was also "of the same kind", Brick quickly forgot the lie and continued, "I also spent a lot of money to get this thing, and I lived on other people's handouts for a whole month. ”

"Hah, do you know how many people out there are begging for this thing? This is a super dream collection!" said the Inspector of the Emiya with great interest, "Maybe I should detain these things in the name of evidence?"

"You're abusing your power!" Bryke, who had been cowering nervously before, blushed and shouted loudly as if he had been touched by a scale.

"It's just a joke. ”

Emiya sighed half jokingly, half genuinely regretfully.

Ten minutes later

"So, Mr. Shuilongjing..."

"But type90 sensei's..."

"Then Onitsuki-sensei and Yuzuki-sensei's..."

"Ahem. ”

The sound of coughing interrupted the conversation between the two, and the two followed the voice, only to see Inspector Jingxi looking out the window with an indifferent face, and both of them broke out in a cold sweat for various reasons.

"Are you done talking?"

"Yes! Yes!"

The nervous Inspector of the Guard quickly stood up and came up with a German-style heel bump, and walked out of Brick's room with the inspector who was silent—and secretly glanced at Brick as he left.

"I hope it doesn't mean 'I'll come back later.'" Breke muttered wistfully as he watched the two disappear into the thick fog of the street.

"Maybe it means 'come to me and make a PY deal'!"

The silver-haired girl who had returned from the window of the next room to Bree's room picked up the conversation.

"I'm so happy that I shouldn't be. ”

"Not necessarily. ”

"Definitely not. Brecke stiffly changed the subject, "By the way, could they be the ones who came to you?"

"Uh, the church... Ah, yes, probably..."

"Maybe it's the Russian Christians to whom you belong?"

"Huh? Intix, in the novel, is not an English Puritan... Ahh

The girl also knew that she was speechless, and quickly covered her mouth.

"Sure enough, I should have known that the things in the novel were unlikely to come true, college city, immortal alliance or something..."

"This... I think... I can explain..."

The girl panicked, pointed fingers for a long time, and finally lowered her head and said, "Maybe I'm really not good at lying... Maybe I can try to tell you everything. ”

"Are you really just an ordinary burglar, is this coffin your performance prop or your stolen goods?"

Breke sneered and pulled the black coffin, but couldn't.

(Arm...) The arm strength is still quite strong, this female snitch... ）

"Burglaries?" she said, puzzled.

"I was questioned by the police this morning, and the wanted warrant he gave said you were a habitual thief and burglar... You go now, I can act as if nothing happened, and I'll say hello to Uncle Gong, the porter—anyway, he and I will go back to China soon." ”

"They actually say I'm a thief!" the girl became angry, "I'm not a mud stick! I'm not a mud stick cat, I'm not a feeding mud stick! I'm one of the highest technological achievements of the last era, 'Requiem'!"

"Uh, is this your new setting for yourself?" Brecke took two steps back without a trace.

"It's not a setting!" the girl stomped her foot and said, "I'm the sixth generation of humanoid self-discipline nuclear energy moments that were left by the humans of the previous era as a 'black box'!

"Self-discipline... I don't think I've read a novel like this lately, is it a new work by a teacher?"

"It's not a novel!That's enough!Give me a good look!" The girl narrowed her eyes and stretched her hands forward to make a dragon ball.

"It's an old-fashioned move. Breke couldn't help but complain.

"Energy Matrix!"

The girl's requiem's body suddenly floated, her feet suspended in midair. A blinding light erupted from her emerald pupils, and the space around her suddenly remembered the subtle crackling sound of the pulsating magic energy—

However, there is no such sound and light effect.

It's just that the magic energy incandescent lamp in Bric's bedroom suddenly turned on.

"Huh, what's going on?" Brecke walked over to the switch cord and pulled it a few times in confusion, "Is the switch broken? Why can't the lights turn off?"

"Didn't I say it, this is the Energy Matrix! I can charge devices within a certain radius that use electricity—your magic energy. ”

Requiem said proudly.

"That's, that's all!"

"Can you turn off the lights? It's kind of glaring..."

"Okay, okay. ”

I didn't see any movement in the Requiem, and the incandescent light in Bric's bedroom was automatically turned off. After the light in the room dimmed, the atmosphere suddenly seemed a little awkward.

"Tell me about your own setting... No, let's introduce myself again, I'm a student from Mingguo, the word Ruike, you can call me Buruike. ”

Brick broke the silence.

"I'm a sixth-generation nuclear reactor built by humans from the last era, 'Requiem' - strictly speaking, this kid is the box of 'Requiem'. She pointed to what resembled a black coffin and said, "And I'm the 'key' to it." From what I've been infused with, I'm supposed to have been made and cryopreserved under the guise of a 'black box' of storage technology... But for some reason, I've been asleep before, and I've just recently woken up. ”

The girl had a sullen expression on her face, as if she was struggling to remember something.

"So... Why are you being pursued by the police?"

"When you wake up... Everything has changed. My Era is gone, replaced by a world where technology regresses to the early 20th century and tech trees are plausible. And my time has become what the world calls 'Antiquity'. Everything I know, or what exists in my body of knowledge, has become as insignificant as the vision of the mountains. Her face became a little gloomy, "The technology of the era that made me no longer exists, and I, I am the last relic of that era..."

"The Last Legacy..."

The students in the Ming Kingdom couldn't help but mutter.

The girl looked up.

"While I was still exploring the world—well, that novel, comic, and comic are part of it—an organization called Gensyoto came to me. I don't know how they found out who I am... They seem to be trying to extract the energy of something like me that 'came from the last era' to tinker with something called 'Gensokyo'... I guess that's one of the relics of the last era. ”

She whispered words that would have been obscure to Breck.

"The masked babbling guys seemed to know that I was a 'black box' and didn't know what I was capable of, so I overloaded all the magical things in their base and escaped in the chaos. Now it seems that that organization has a very close connection with the local government..."

She smiled wryly and ended her account of her previous situation.

"To put it mildly... The reality is really even more bizarre than the novel. ”

Brick said slowly.

"Would you like to believe it?" Requiem's face was full of surprise.

"Believe it for now. He hesitated.

"That's enough!" said the girl's look of joy quickly turned to sorrow, "but what shall I do after that?

"Then I have a proposal. ”

"Huh?"

"Let's eat something first, it's cold. ”

Brick said, pointing to the soy milk buns.

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