482. Recordings

June 4, 2030

"Hey, hey, okay, start recording."

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Arias, and I am the owner of this cellar."

"Uh...... To be honest, I didn't have the habit of recording before, and this is the first time I've used the recording software that comes with my phone. ”

"Today is the second day I've been trapped in the cellar, just yesterday...... That is, on June 3, 2030, around two o'clock in the afternoon, I was in the cellar to get wine, but suddenly there was a shaking of the mountain, and everything around me began to shake wildly...... Then I heard the sound of the building collapsing. ”

"When the tremors subsided, I realized that the door of the cellar seemed to be completely sealed, I don't know what was going on, maybe it was pressed by the weight? Anyway, I can't stand it up to it alone. ”

"What's going on? I do not know. The phone has no signal, hopefully it's only temporary. ”

The first audio ended, Yan Xiuze and Xiao Yinghua glanced at each other, but neither spoke, Yan Xiuze found the second audio and continued to play it.

June 5, 2030

"It's the third day, but the rescue team still hasn't appeared, so it doesn't seem like there's a disaster in our part of the house? So you haven't taken care of me yet? I'm sure I would definitely be able to hear if someone passed over my head, but nothing, nothing...... Damn, I still don't even know what's going on outside! ”

"Luckily, there was some food stored in the cellar, and some wine...... Well, it's a pity that these cellars are hard to replenish the body's moisture, but fortunately I found a case of pure water in the corner, thank goodness. β€œ

June 6, 2030

"On the fourth day, the rescue team still didn't come."

"Things are a little strange, it stands to reason that no matter how slow the government's efficiency is, it should have already started to organize rescues by now!"

"But I didn't hear anything, damn it, what the hell are those corpse vegetarian wine bags and rice bags doing!"

"Fortunately, there is still some food and water, and I am optimistic that I can last at least another week."

Dingβ€”β€”

June 7, 2030

"I was wrong in my previous estimate, yes, there is still food and water leftover, but I ignored the most important air!"

"My cellar itself is not well ventilated, and the air quality is very worrisome! I woke up this morning with a bit of dizziness! I could feel the air around me getting dirty...... Damn, I'm not going to be suffocated to death before starving to death, am I? ”

"I don't know how long I'll last......"

June 8, 2030

"It's a little worse than I thought, not just the food, the water, and the air...... It's so oppressive here. ”

"I guess most people have never experienced spending an entire week alone in a secret room!"

"No computers, no TVs, no people...... No one...... Nothing! Yes, I still have my phone, but it's less than 20 percent charged, and I still have it to keep recording. ”

"Now my chest is tight, I don't know if it's the cause of long-term claustrophobia...... I do not know. ”

"Why is this happening? Why me? Am I doing something wrong? ”

"! I'm asking you! ”

"Sorry...... Probably because of the air quality, I feel dizzy and a little delirious......"

"Maybe I should go get some wine and get some good sleep."

June 9, 2030

"! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ”

Smack-

All the audio files came to an abrupt end at this moment, and Yan Xiuze and Xiao Yinghua looked at each other for a long time.

Perhaps infected by the oppressive atmosphere in the audio file just now, Xiao Yinghua's first sentence after a long time also carried a hint of heaviness: "It seems that this survivor may not end up much better than the victims who died early before......"

"In fact, it seems to me that the most fortunate of the 500,000 people who died without pain at the center of the bomb explosion." Yan Xiuze's expression was indifferent, and he said slowly: "At least they may have died before they even had time to react." ”

"Maybe that's true." Xiao Yinghua drooped his head at this moment, looking a little listless: "But, Uncle Yan...... This survivor seems to have been in the cellar when the bomb exploded, rather than in the cellar as we imagined...... Because the ruins pressed the entrance to the cellar tightly, I am afraid that this person will not know what happened to the outside world until the moment he dies. ”

"Isn't our clue just broken?"

"It can't be said that it's broken, and the information in this phone is far more than these audio files." Yan Xiuze shook his head and said, "What we found before was the information after the nuclear bomb exploded, now...... I'm going to try to find information before the nuclear bomb exploded......"

"Previous information?"

Faced with Xiao Yinghua's question, Yan Xiuze just nodded silently, then took the mobile phone and clicked on the dead man's mobile phone applications, especially some social software, and concentrated on looking for useful information for himself.

And Xiao Yinghua stood cross-legged on the side, looking at Yan Xiuze, who was sometimes contemplative and sometimes frowning, quietly waiting for the next step.

About a quarter of an hour passed, and Yan Xiuze slowly raised his head, but Xiao Yinghua looked at his face, as if he was more confused than determined, and there was a high probability that there was something wrong in his heart, and it was unresolved.

"Uncle Yan?" Xiao Yinghua asked tentatively.

"Strange......"

"Did you find any useful information?"

"Yes, I found it, but it made me even more puzzled."

Before Xiao Yinghua could ask any further questions, Yan Xiuze said to himself: "I just looked through some of the chat records between this deceased and other people before, and I did find some clues......

"First of all, they should have received no rumors of any nuclear bomb dropping at all, any."

"Secondly, a few days before the bomb was dropped, there seemed to be no atmosphere of war, as if a family was eating this meal quietly, and as a result, several terrorists descended from the sky and broke the whole family...... It's so sudden! ”

"Again...... On the day the bomb was dropped, on June 3, 2030, the bomb was dropped around two o'clock in the afternoon, but by nine o'clock in the morning, the only small airport in the entire city was completely closed. ”

"Sakura-chan, do you know what that means?"