Hei Jiu works as an administrator at the Blue City Museum, and his job is relatively easy.

The salary is definitely not high, and the fat man doesn't know how with Grandpa Jiu's ability can let the grandfather and grandson live in a big villa. Although this is just an ordinary townhouse area, in the eyes of ordinary people, it is still an unattainable world of the rich. However, they had already heard some clues from Grandpa Jiu's countless nagging, and this house was left by Hei Yuan's parents.

The situation of the fat man's own family is not bad, but it is not as good as Hei Yuan and Lan Lan. Not to mention Lanlan, the pearl of the Lan Group, lives in the most luxurious Blue Bay villa, where there are less than 20 owners, and it is said that every family is worth tens of billions.

"Xiao Yuan, you have to eat a little more, you are growing your body and need nutrition, you look at Xiao Huo Fat, you can eat very well, how strong you are, your ninth grandfather and I were as burly and powerful as him when I was young. At that time, I could fight 100 like you. Alas, old man, his body is not strong enough to move......" Hei Jiu's eyes closed and began to remember the past.

Hei Jiu began to nag every day again, Hei Yuan just buried his head in eating silently, and didn't hear Grandpa Jiu's words. The fat man didn't speak, he stuffed dumplings into his mouth and ate very happily, both of them tacitly chose to ignore him and eat obediently, as long as anyone answered at this time, he would definitely face a new round of nonsense offensive.

After filling their stomachs, the two quickly slipped back to the study, and the fat man patted his belly, which was even more swollen, and sighed with a full burp: "There is no information available, alas, what are we going to do next?" Hongmeng Pavilion goes once a week, what about the rest of the time? Do you still do game streaming? ”

Before the two went to the Hongmeng Pavilion, Hei Yuan did a live broadcast of puzzle games from 2 pm to 6 pm every day, and now it has been changed to a reality show every Monday, so the rest of the time needs to be planned again.

"The copy Lan Lan sent me has a set of numbers in it, SCP-096."

The fat man was startled, and hurriedly said, "SCP? Seems to have heard it somewhere. "The three letters of SCP are so familiar that I can't remember where I've heard them.

Kurobuchi spread out the copy and placed it on the table and continued, "At first, I thought that the Hongmeng Pavilion was just an ordinary place, but when I saw the monster statue on the wall in the warden's office, I realized that this matter was not so simple. The Harmony Pavilion may be the key to unlocking our secrets. ”

Seeing that Hei Yuan was playing with a strange-looking figure in his hand, the fat man moved to his side.

The figure in Kurobuchi's hand was very strange, it covered its face with its hands, and the surface of its body was covered with flowing skin.

The fat man was in a hurry and urged: "Tell me quickly, don't just bury your head in the doll." ”

Kurobuchi rubbed the fine lines on the handifolds and said in a deep voice, "The things described in these figurines all come from an organization called the SCP Foundation. ”

"SCP Foundation, what the hell is that?"

The SCP Foundation, whose full name in English is the Special Containment Procedures Foundation, operates without interference from any state organization, and aims to contain anomalous phenomena, events, individuals, etc. in the world, and is collectively referred to as "containment".

Each containment object will have a corresponding number. The one in Kurobyss's hand was none other than SCP-096, the shy man.

Many of these "objects" can be both physically dangerous to people and psychologically affect people around the world, shaking their personal beliefs and interfering with their daily lives. The Foundation is dedicated to containing and containing these anomalies to protect the world from the outside world. The Foundation is said to have recovered several thousand containment items.

There are 3,548 in the Black Abyss family. It's just that he never knew what the purpose of these figures was sent to him, and these people didn't seem to do anything else behind them. With Hei Yuan's ability, he basically checked everything he could check, and he didn't find any valuable information.

"So what do we do?" The fat man asked.

"Keep exploring. After that, every Monday we will go to the Hongmeng Pavilion to explore. Until all the scenes are completed. ”

Kurobuchi thought of those side plots, and thought of the 25 monster statues in the bookcase of the prison warden's office, and always felt that his body was shrouded in fog after clouds, and he vaguely caught a glimmer of light, which was instantly blocked by the thick fog. He couldn't figure out the reason behind these chaotic clues, so he could only follow his instincts.

"Then I'll talk to Wu Yi."

The fat man patted his stomach with a satisfied face, paced into the room with a hiccup, watched his brother move the seat, adjusted the furnishings, and asked strangely, "Hei Yuan, what are you doing?" ”

"Live room."

"Live room? Are you still planning to do an indoors-based live stream? Aren't you going to the Hongmeng Museum? ”

"There are only 9 theme scenes in the Hongmeng Pavilion, and I go once a week, and I plan to arrange two indoor live broadcasts on Wednesday and Friday for the rest of the time."

"Huh? But your style? The fat man stared at Hei Yuan up and down, especially on that cold and expressionless handsome face for a long time.

Hei Yuan has always cherished words like gold, if he can, he won't say it, and if he can say less, he must not say more. A place like the Hongmeng Pavilion, because there are scenes, themes, breakthroughs, decryptions, thrillers, and hunting. There are many points of interest to the audience, even if the anchor has few words, but the wonderful content will attract the attention of many people.

What's more, Hei Yuan's face is black and indifferent, and the fat man really doesn't know how he has to deal with a large section of text commentary, as well as the interaction with aquarists.

Hei Yuan stopped his movements, got up and looked at the fat man, paused for a few seconds, and said in a deep voice: "Isn't it you." ”

The fat man exclaimed, "Ah, why me? How could it be me? Hei Yuan doesn't take you like this, aren't you the main coffee? ”

"The live broadcast earns five or five cents." Kurobuchi used only one sentence to successfully block the fat man's complaint about opening the gate.

The fat man walked over and helped Hei Yuan set up the room.

The layout of the live broadcast room is very simple, I don't know if it was inspired by the prison warden's office, Hei Yuan used a whole monster figure wall as the background of the live broadcast room. A two-seater sofa was moved in front of the cabinet, and a few dark blue pillows were placed at the fat man's insistence. In front of the sofa is a light gray low table, piled with many science fiction magazines, and a few figurines that are suitable for the occasion.

"Smack."

A muffled sound came from the ground, and the fat man laughed embarrassedly twice, bent down to pick up the figure from the carpet, and checked it up and down to see if it was damaged.

"Fortunately, there are carpets on the floor of your house, and I can't find the same one to compensate you for the breakage."

Hei Yuan looked at the things in the fat man's hand, and was silent for a while: "I'll start with this figure on Wednesday." ”

......

......

The charity meeting was boring, and Lan Lan hid herself in a small room next to the lobby. It wasn't until the final show began that she slowly moved out.

The Hei family has a set of lost ancient martial arts, and the family also has more practitioners, which is not a secret in the circle.

As a special guest of the Charity Association, Black Eighty-Eight gave a wonderful performance.

One month ago, Lan Lan finished her studies in the United States and chose to return to her hometown Blue City after graduation. The relics of her parents who had been kept by the Sanbo Lan family were all handed over, and she had the opportunity to enter the old mansion again, and this farewell was 13 years.

The old house is located in the middle of the hill on the outskirts of Blue City, and it is a residential area with a history of more than 300 years. It has been abandoned for many years, and Lan Lan's grandparents and six siblings lived there when they were children. One of the old mansions belonged to Lan Lan's father, Lan Zhan, and when she became an adult, she would naturally inherit it to her name.

Lan Lan and her cousin Lan Qin went to the old mansion together, and unexpectedly found a secret compartment under the bed where their parents lived. Darkly lay quietly with a notebook. Most of the notebook contains the contents of my father's research on the mysterious fragments.

It also records the growth and experience of several friends of my parents' generation. And Lan Lan saw Hei Yuan's name in the diary.

......

The quaint and melodious ancient sound sounds.

A man with a sturdy body and a finely carved face begins the ancient martial arts performance.

Lan Lan put away her memories and looked at the focal point in the field seriously, Hei Eighty-Eight, one of the legendary black family teachers.

The man was dressed in white, and he walked lightly in the field, his posture fluttering out of the dust, and the fairy wind was boneless.

His eyes were focused, as if he was the only one here, with an extraordinary temperament and a taste that did not eat the world.

I saw that the man's moves were sometimes slow, sometimes sharp, sometimes galloping, sometimes as light as a swift.

In addition to the sound of the guzheng around the beam, no one in the venue made the slightest noise. The eyes of all the guests were firmly grasped by him, for fear that they would miss the most beautiful thing in the world with a blink of an eye and a breath.

Everyone's eyes were focused on this wonderful man, as if he had been taken to a wonderful Zen realm of selflessness.

This was the first time Lan Lan watched the ancient martial arts performance on the spot, she was deeply shocked, and sighed again and again in her heart, Hei Eighty-eight is worthy of being a master of ancient martial arts.

Lan Lan has learned a little self-defense in the United States, and has watched many Jeet Kune Do master competitions, but compared to today's Black Eighty-Eight, it is simply a difference between cloud and mud.

At the end of the performance, the lights came on, and it was a long time before someone reacted and began to applaud enthusiastically.

Lan Lan bypassed the crowd and chased after the man, but was stopped outside the lounge door.

"What kind of person, Master Black needs to rest, and he doesn't like to bother." Outside the lounge, there were two burly and muscular bodyguards standing on the left and right.

"I'm Lan Lan of the Lan family, I admire the demeanor of Master Hei and want to get acquainted with the master." Lan Lan smiled and looked at the two expressionless bodyguards outside the door, her voice was soft, very cute as a young woman.

"It turned out to be the young lady of the Lan family, then you wait for me to ask." One of the two black-clad bodyguards answered Lan Lan's question, their tone cold and professional, but their attitude was still relatively polite.

Lan Lan was not brainless, standing at the door and waiting patiently.

"I'm sorry Miss Lan, Master Black has left." The bodyguard came out of the lounge without a trace of apology on his face.

Lan Lan was a little surprised, although she had never bullied others with her identity, this was the first time that the other party had not given face after knowing her identity. What's the origin of this black family, he is only half a minute late, and no one can see it.

The two bodyguards blocked the door of the lounge, although Lan Lan didn't see if there was anyone in the house, but she knew that this five-star hotel, this VIP lounge had only one door, she trotted all the way over, and didn't see Hei Eighty-Eight leave. Then there is only one possibility, Black Eighty-Eight will not be seen today.

"Lan Lan, why are you here? The banquet is coming to an end, and I'm looking for you everywhere. ”

Lan Qin came over with a worried face. She glanced at the two stake-like bodyguards and immediately knew the purpose of Lan Lan's visit.

"You want to meet Mr. Black?" Lan Qin asked in a low voice.

Lan Lan nodded.

Lan Qin smiled and said, "Don't worry, sister will help you find a way." ”