I didn't fully believe what they just said, everything they said was told about it, and there was no evidence in it, not even much to corroborate with my previous experience.

To put it more simply, they told me so much that I don't know if what they say is based on facts or pure nonsense.

But I still handed over the diary, and now this boat is full of their people, and the big guy on the water has an unusual relationship with Luo Zhengxuan.

Although I can temporarily control the diary in my own hands, it is basically impossible to leave with the diary, they can trap me directly here by any means, and then violently snatch the diary from my hand.

Rather than that, I might as well take the initiative to give them something.

Even if we act together for a while, everyone still doesn't trust each other, I guard against them, and they guard against me, but maintaining a superficial harmony is at least better than tearing your face directly. Everyone is polite, at least when we can cooperate, it is not so uncomfortable.

Another reason is that I really want to see what is in the morgue, Luo Ming said, the key to everything is in the morgue under the hospital.

The morgue guard took the diary, and instead of turning over the contents, he removed the plastic sheet of the diary, and then I saw that he pulled out a folded piece of paper from between the plastic sheet and the diary.

Getting the paper, the morgue guard looked a little excited, his hands trembled, and he opened the paper carefully.

Luo Zhengxuan asked, "Is the thing right?" ”

The morgue guard said, "That's right, this is it, this is the cipher map of the underground labyrinth." ”

As soon as I heard the cipher diagram, I also leaned over to take a look, but what I saw was not a drawing, but some very strange words and symbols, the paper was printed, and the printed material was a photo.

The words and symbols, as if they had been carved into something, were captured with a camera and then printed.

Could this thing be the key to taking us underground? Forgive me for being a little bit of a beginner, and I really don't know how to use this thing.

Seeing that I frowned, the morgue guard was a little proud, and said, "I don't understand, right?" In this world, there are no more than three people who can directly understand this thing and translate it alone. ”

I said, "Among the three, you?" ”

The morgue warden said, "Not really. ”

I said, "Then what's the use of you asking me to give you the journal?" Fun, huh? ”

The morgue guard glanced at me and said, "Why are you in a hurry, I just said that I am alone, and there is no way to translate this drawing, and I didn't say that anyone can help, and I can't translate it."

Isn't there still Dr. Hua here? Oh, it may not be appropriate to say Dr. Hua now, it should be said that it is Mr. Hua Tianfan, a hacker. Mr. Hua, but he is the top hacker in the country, with his help, it is trivial to crack such a drawing.

Right, my Mr. Hacker. ”

Compared with the vigorous praise of the morgue guard, Hua Tianfan's expression was very cold, and he even had a trace of disgust with the mortuary guard's words, but he still carried his laptop and went over to help the morgue guard crack the drawings.

I also had enough to go and watch the process of them cracking the password, but Hua Tianfan's operation is very professional, many of them are analyzed with software, and sometimes they need to write some small programs temporarily to import those data.

The interface on the computer,For people like me,It's very unfriendly,Most of the time,It's a black screen,Keep swiping the screen in white English,I didn't learn English very well.,I was dizzy to see.,I didn't see anything.。

Judging from the printed photo, these things should have been originally engraved on a stone slab or something, anyway, they look very old, and they must be at the level of cultural relics.

I really don't understand how something so old needs to be cracked by such a high-tech thing.

Those complex symbols, after Hua Tianfan's translation, cracking, and transformation, finally came out, and they were still complex symbols, and the complexity was not reduced, but more complicated than before.

Originally, those symbols were a small paragraph, a total of more than 60 paragraphs, irregularly arranged on the printing paper, but after Hua Tianfan's processing, a small section inside was printed on a full sheet of A4 paper.

The mortuary guard looked at the A4 paper excitedly, and began to draw on another piece of paper, the operation of the mortuary guard is more intuitive, that is, to draw some lines directly on the paper with a pen, some lines are intersected with each other, forming some figures, but more lines are still separated from each other, each line is very tortuous and complex, as if it is part of some drawing, but scattered, and it seems that it is not next to anywhere.

I said, "Both, that's what you translated?" What's the use of this? When the rune paper, your lines are not thick enough, huh? ”

The morgue guard looked at me and said, "If you don't understand, you will guess blindly, so how big is the translation, and you can only see the result when you translate it." ”

I pouted, I didn't bother to raise the bar with them anymore, and I didn't want to deal with Luo Zhengxuan and Dr. Shen, so I picked up the diary that they threw aside, put the plastic skin back on, and began to read the diary to pass the time.

The diary is written by a female student who lives in the school, junior high school or high school, there are a total of eight people living in the dormitory, and the diary is basically taking turns to complain about the eight girls in the dormitory, all kinds of trivial things in life, and even someone wearing a new dress, and the roommates praise her beauty, she also has to be sour.

Looking at it, I felt that something was wrong, this is obviously a diary, and it is also written about how I am, but, she has never recorded anything, what happened to her alone, and there are a total of eight girls in the dormitory, and those eight girls are the objects of her complaints, so who is she?

According to the description in the diary, she must have lived in that dormitory, and she lived in that dormitory at the same time as the eight girls, but she was not any of these eight people, what, what's going on?

Judging by the things she described, she couldn't be a ghost.

I was pondering the diary when I suddenly heard the morgue guard shout: "So that's the case, why didn't I think of it just now, Dr. Hua, you are really not an ordinary person." ”