Li Qing walked down the spiral stone staircase of the secret passage, raising his head from time to time to look at both sides of the stairs.

In order to find out which sequence Li Qing belonged to, Song Qiu decided to take Li Qing to a place, and after clarifying Li Qing's status as an extraordinary, the latter had the authority to enter that place, and Song Qiu did so, which was in line with the rules.

Coming out of the secret library, continue to descend, on the stone walls on both sides of the staircase, in addition to the gas lamp holder engraved with the emblem of the Special Investigation Bureau of a monument and a ring, there are also oil paintings hanging at certain distances.

Color, light and shadow have been well integrated in these paintings, and even a layman like Li Qing can see that the people who can paint these works must have no low artistic attainments.

Li Qing suddenly paused, but soon, his pace returned to normal.

As far as the eye can see, the oil paintings hanging on the stone wall are no longer one after another, but there is a break, I don't know why, the middle work was taken away, and only the hidden hook of the hanging painting was left on the stone wall.

Song Qiu, who was walking in front, seemed to be able to accurately capture the changes in Li Qing's steps, this old man who liked to touch the stone stairs under the wall with both hands, his body was not very coordinated, and he was surprisingly sensitive to everything in the outside world.

"These are all our previous works, including mine, Miss Dai, Gu Changming, and those two people. Among them, Gu Changming paints the most, he likes to paint the most, and is very prolific, but the level is not good, the "donkey of the art production team" is talking about him, Miss Dai is from the art department of the university next door, of course, not a painting class, but dancing, she is best at classical dance......"

Li Qing lacks a corresponding understanding of everything related to art, just living is already very tired and hard, and where can he have time to contact these spring and snow, but one of the characteristics of art is that there are no boundaries, even illiterate people who can't read a single word can easily appreciate the beauty of art, in this regard, the difference between illiterate and experts is more that they can't use refined and tempered words and phrases to accurately express their inner thoughts.

He could see that behind the paintings, there must have been a joyful and unforgettable time.

Song Qiu didn't know where to say, and as soon as the conversation changed, he returned to reality, "The place where I will go later is under Tielan South Street, which is the office location of the Ningpu Transcendent Team when it has not been disbanded before, we like to call it Wuningju, the homonym is 'no neighbor', and there is another meaning, that is, once we are not at peace, it means that Ningpu will also be at peace." ”

"To this day, that small two-story building is still in the names of a few of us. In order to open up this path, it took me a lot of effort to successfully apply for this crucial funding. ”

The Ningpu Public Security Bureau was relocated once in response to the call of the Yugoslav authorities for "intensive administration" and moved from Tielan South Street to Administrative Street, and it just so happened that the secret library of the Special Investigation Bureau was built under Administrative Street.

As they spoke, the two of them walked down the stone staircase, and the ground under their feet was already slightly damp.

Ahead, there was a long passageway, and at the end, the passage turned to the right, and there were traces of undried water on the walls on both sides, beyond the gas lamp holders.

Ningpu is a county near the sea, and moisture and waterproofing have always been the top priority of the project, obviously, the quality of the project here does not seem to be very good, and this may be the reason why Song Qiu did not choose to hang oil paintings in this aisle as decoration.

This is also too broken, not at all like the style of the government department, that vital fund will not be embezzled by Lao Song, right...... Li Qing thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to ask, he believed that as long as he dared to ask, Song Qiu would dare to send him directly to the hospital.

Seeming to be able to gain insight into Li Qing's thoughts, Song Qiu explained: "At the beginning, this fund was the public security fee, that is, it was allocated from the line of the Public Security Bureau. ”

Saying this, Li Qing suddenly realized that this kind of layer-by-layer allocation is a layer of looting in today's Yugoslav Federation, and when he arrives at Song Qiu, if he can complete the construction of this tunnel, he will already have to burn high incense and worship the Buddha.

With this thought, Li Qing raised his head and looked at the gas lamp in the aisle, and sure enough, not only was the distance between the lamps much wider than that of the stone staircase, but even the lamp shell, not to mention the insignia of the Special Investigation Bureau, the material used was also brittle when touched.

Lao Song has been sticking to Ningpu all these years, and it is not easy.

After turning three bends and walking for about ten minutes, a door painted with an obelisk and a ring appeared in front of the two of them, this gate was pitch black, more than two meters high, and a thin layer of dust accumulated on the façade, its shape was the same as the iron door of the secret library, but in terms of material, it could not be compared with the small black iron door.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this difference in material that compared with the door of the secret library, this door gives people a feeling of less heaviness, coldness and solemnity, and more gloom and coldness.

"Behind the door is the basement of the Quiet House, which is also our former warehouse, and you have access to the things in the basement now, remember, no matter what you see later, keep quiet."

"Don't bother them."

Under Li Qing's gaze, Song Qiu's expression became a little gloomy, he raised his hand and swiped vertically, and a faint light suddenly appeared on the pitch-black iron door in front of him, and after a dull sound, a gap appeared in the middle of the pitch-black iron door on the opposite side.

Song Qiu gently pushed open the iron door, and some fine stones and dust were blown out of the door, and a long-sealed musty smell floated in the air.

The basement of the Quiet House was pitch black, Song Qiu easily found the light source switch, and after a "pop" sound, the flickering light finally stabilized.

In front of me, there is an open space, which does not match the stereotype of the word "basement": narrow and cramped.

At Song Qiu's suggestion, Li Qing stepped into the black iron gate, and only when he was in it could he really feel the emptiness here, it was a quiet emptiness, Li Qing couldn't help but think of what Song Qiu said before entering the door, and for a while, he felt that the silence was a little infiltrating.

"This is the martial arts arena of the Ningpu Extraordinary Squad before, and now I say, I want to think about it, fitness area? Training grounds? Call it whatever you want. Song Qiu opened his mouth to explain.

Li Qing looked around and saw four emblems with different shapes and clear symbolic meanings on the wall, representing the four transcendent sequences of the Four Elephant Messengers, the Swordsman, the Stargazer and the Gunner.

"Each sequence has its own association, these associations are the organization formed by the transcendents themselves, although these associations are not officially listed, nor are they officially recognized, but their influence should not be underestimated, these four emblems are the emblems of these four sequence associations, you will definitely deal with them in the future, even if you are not the transcendent of this sequence."

In addition to these four emblems, there are also many weapons hung on the wall, both cold weapons and hot weapons, hot weapons account for the vast majority, among which pistols and revolvers, like a gun display wall, cold weapons are only one category.

Sword.

"You don't need to say you should know whose collection these guns are, right?" Song Qiu smiled, as if remembering those eventful years, he greeted Li Qing, took a step, and walked forward.

Ahead, there is a passage that is not too wide, as if it leads to other areas, and finally the two sides are no longer boring and seepable walls, but rooms that invite reverie.

Song Qiu stopped at the door of the room on the left.

The door of the room is engraved with the emblem of the Special Investigation Bureau. Somehow, Li Qing, who was standing behind Song Qiu, felt a chill on his body for no reason.

"No matter what the other areas say, all the transcendents who join the Ningpu team will stop here."

At this time, Song Qiu once again took out the string of keys with a very retro meaning, and used another square-headed copper key to open the door of the room.

When Li Qing set his eyes on the room, he immediately gasped.

Eight glass cylinders, infused with some kind of pale blue liquid that he didn't know about, these liquids glowed like stars, and they were very magnificent.

And in these eight pillars of light blue liquid, there are eight people with vivid faces soaked in each other!

These eight people, their skin is shiny and crystalline, although they are dressed differently, but their eyes are all closed, making it difficult for people to distinguish their life and death for a while.

Li Qing pointed to these glass pillars, "They ......"

"Don't worry, they're all dead."

Song Qiu's tone was very light, and he didn't seem to have any emotional ups and downs.

"Among these eight people, seven of them are hostile transcendents hunted by our Ningpu team, including those of the Northern Federation and other forces."

"The remaining one is our teammates, comrades-in-arms."

"This, Ji Gengguang." Song Qiu didn't walk in, just stood at the door, pointing to a male corpse with a serene face, soaked in glass liquid, his short hair stood up due to buoyancy, looking at his face, he was only twenty-four or five years old, not much older than Li Qing, very young.

"He was the youngest in the squad, on the way to a mission, accidentally contracted a magic addiction, fell into madness, we killed him, brought his body back, at that time the technology was not developed, for the transcendent who died after being infected with the magic addiction, in the suburbs are mostly abandoned on the spot, in the urban area is incinerated nearby."

"We put these people here, both as a memory and as a wake-up call, and according to current terms, it should be regarded as a shock education."

Song Qiu glanced at Li Qing, regardless of the latter's shock, closed the door by himself, then turned around and went to the opposite side, and took out the keychain and opened the door as he could.

This time, Song Qiu entered the room first, because of the echo, his voice took on an ethereal meaning:

"Come in, this is a step that everyone has to go through to join the Special Investigation Bureau,"

"Oath."