Since there was nothing new to discover, we turned to the room inside, flipped through several books on the table, and the final result was that the courses taught here were completely unpopular subjects in various fields, and the most basic ones were basically not visible, and some were left in the corners.

Just as we were about to go to the innermost room, the old man who had just gone elsewhere alone suddenly called us. Seeing that he seemed to have discovered something, we walked straight over.

The old man was standing in front of a table, there was also a corpse here, at that time we only glanced at a few times, so we didn't see the specific condition of the corpse, and now I walked to the front, only to find that this person was sitting on the ground with his back against the wall, and on his face was buckled a gas mask, this is an old-fashioned traypot mask, there is a half-meter-long tube, usually this tube is placed in the pocket of the waist, but this mask is not installed with that tube, The tube was casually set aside.

"These people were all poisoned by the sudden poison gas, probably during the break, most of them were lying on the table, some died directly in the poison gas, and some did not die and woke up and did not support for too long." Lao Dai pointed to the door: "There is one who still has a little consciousness, he wants to run out." But in the end, he died in front of the door. Only this person went to find a gas mask in the first place, but he was already poisoned by the gas before he could install the purifier. ”

As soon as I heard the poisonous gas, I hurriedly looked around, and the old generation saw my concerns, and immediately continued: "Don't worry now, the poisonous gas may have been dissipated long ago, and if there were, then we would have died a long time ago." ”

Saying that, we squatted down, and the fat man picked up the purification pipe on the ground: "It stands to reason that this kind of emergency equipment is impossible to disassemble and store, if it is to be used in an emergency, he may die before it is used halfway." This thing was supposed to be installed, but it was later removed. ”

"No way, the door here is still in the same state as it was when the incident happened, no one has ever come in later, if it was someone inside who did it, then he was trying to grab the mask, but the mask is still there, so he didn't succeed, but died in the middle." Lao Dai looked around: "There is no corpse here that is close to this person, so it can't be taken down by other people." ”

As the old man was talking, the fat man opened a half-open cabinet on one side, and when the cabinet was opened, a lot of dust was splashed, and several of us squatted below, and almost all of the dust was raised on our bodies.

"It can't be that someone is scrambling, and it can't be that he didn't have time to install it himself." The fat man opened the cabinet, scattered the dust, and said to the old generation.

The cabinet is a vertical cabinet similar to that of a dressing room, but there are only two doors, and there are several partitions in them. In these partitions are a complete array of protective clothing and gas masks.

There are these emergency items neatly placed inside, three of which are completely empty, and one without a gas mask, presumably the one under our feet, according to the style of the gas mask inside, there is no doubt that this is well installed and does not need to be loaded and unloaded again.

The fat man noticed the three disappearing compartments, and continued to walk around the room, and when he returned, he said, "No, these three clothes are not here, and three people have escaped." ”

"But they don't need to take out this person's purification tube, if they can easily remove it, it means that this person is no longer capable of action, so why continue to harm a person who is about to die." The old generation still hasn't figured it out. He picked up the half-section of the purification tank on the ground, but found that it was not broken.

"Maybe they want to see if the person is still alive, and when they remove the tube, they find out that he is dead, and there is no need to install it later. Or there is another possibility. The fat man said this, sold a pass, and then stopped talking.

"What is possible, you say." I was a little annoyed and immediately asked him to hurry up.

"It's possible that the people who wore these three clothes were probably the ones who gassed them. This base is populated with spies, or their enemies. ”

"But the door is closed inward, and there is a man standing behind the door, and after they are dead, no one can come in again." I asked, confused.

The fat man thought for a while and said, "The order of their deaths is not necessarily the same, not to mention that you think, a person who has already walked to the door will not be able to open the door and die on the door?" Even if it doesn't make sense...... the fat man pointed his head to the door of the inner room, and after a pause, he said, "We haven't been there yet, maybe there are other exits." ”

We looked at the door of the back room, and it was pitch black outside, and if we hadn't seen it outside, it was indeed the inside of an office, and it was only dark from the outside.

The old man threw away the purification tube in his hand, and we all stood up and walked to the door that led to the back room. The door was still a wooden door, but it was thinner than the one outside, and the door was just hidden, and we pushed it in, but there was no passage or door to go elsewhere.

Inside, it was a long room less than five meters wide but more than twenty meters long, with rows of shelf beds on each side of the room, one on each side, and a corridor in between. There are roughly thirty beds in the whole room, but because they are all two floors, they can accommodate at least sixty people.

It's just that it seems that most of the second floor is only used for stacking things, but in fact, there are many beds without bedding on the first floor. We walked in, spared around this small space, and found nothing unusual, and there were some daily necessities and sundries under the bed, but they were all rotten and dilapidated.

There was a small table between each bed, and there were some necessities on it, but most of them were meaningless, and most of the bedding we saw was neatly stacked, but there was still a bed against the door that was very messy.

"There's a thorn in the head." The fat man quipped, and we walked over to the bed.

The fat man picked up the quilt, there was no clutter in it, just an empty shell, we were about to leave, but we saw something on the small table next to us, which was different from others, and we could see that there was still some life, at least there was a huge picture frame under the base of the wall.

A photo frame is not just a photo, or clip or glue a lot of photos inside it. We immediately became intrigued, because photographs are a very easy thing to carry information, at least more so than bad books and work cards.

The old man took the whole picture frame, and when he moved, he accidentally touched a metal box, which seems to be used to hold biscuits, and it is actually used for this purpose, and there are a few words printed on the iron box without any pattern at all, which is a biscuit from decades ago.

The lid of the metal box was not strong, and it opened when it was struck, and out of it fell a lot of miscellaneous items, which seemed to be used by the owner to hold miscellaneous items, and among these buttons or pencil heads, there was also a more delicate watch.

I don't know if it's because of the box or something else, the watch doesn't rust much in place. I picked it up and found that it was a women's watch, very small, and turned my head to ask the fat man, and the fat man said that it was a Shanghai brand.

This kind of brand has been produced in five or eight years, until the seventies and eighties, and earlier you had to buy it with a ticket, which is very valuable, so it is not something that ordinary people can have casually.

I put the watch back in its place and looked instead at the fat man and the old man who were looking at the photo. There are about seventeen or eighteen photos in the whole frame, and there are large and small of them, but here there are color ones, because of the protection of the surface glass, the color is only slightly volatilized.

"It's all pictures with my family, and there's nothing to see." The fat man waved his hand and moved me out of place. In these photographs, there is at most a man and a woman, about twenty-five or sixteen years old, including a baby in swaddling clothes, and a few that appear to be babies growing up, probably two or three years old.

The husband and wife in the photo looked very affectionate, because I had never seen a couple so intimate in a photo of that era. Because at that time, most of them were still in the order of getting married first and then falling in love.

The women are generally dressed, and they are not inferior to the current girls, who must have been born in relatively wealthy families. The man is a little introverted, Si Swenwen, just like an intellectual.

I looked at it, and secretly speculated that this man may have come to this place alone because of the deployment, or for some other reason, looking at the woman's wrist, I found that there was indeed a watch, picked up the one that had just been put down, a comparison, it was really a bit like, it is estimated that the husband has been out for a long time, and the wife has left him a thought, but this person is afraid that he has died in the office outside, and in the end where his husband has gone, whether he is still alive, this woman may not know.

After looking at it for a while, the old generation was about to open the album, and when I saw this, I immediately stopped him: "How about the people put it here?" Why are you dismantling it? ”

The old generation explained unhurriedly: "Generally, this kind of old photo will be followed by the date, or other names and other information, look, the blind cat may meet a dead mouse." ”

As soon as I heard that it made sense, I stopped stopping it, but just reminded him to be careful, maybe these were the only relics left of this person. Flipping through the album, there were a total of seventeen photos, and we looked through them one by one, but they were basically yellow negatives, but there was still one with handwriting.

Because the handwriting is a ballpoint pen, it has basically volatilized, but there are still some blue marks, and we can clearly understand its contents after shining it with a flashlight.

It reads as follows:

June 11, 1985.

Tu es le plus beau paysage de ma vie

Note: Lu Yangming, Hu Yuanyuan