"Is this an organization?" "Nope. It's just a platform. ”

He looked at Chen Qing, and his face changed: "A platform for distributing, assigning, and undertaking information in the Backrooms, and trading magical items and information. ”

He paused, looking a little tired: "You know...... What is the most expensive in this platform. ”

Chen Qing was silent for a moment: "Knowledge." ”

"Huh." The man seemed a little surprised: "You are more upright than I thought......

I have a mission that I need your help with. ”

Chen Qing tapped his chin and thought silently for a while: "You made this backroom?" ”

He smiled, as if with some pride: "Do?!" No one in this world can create the Backrooms on their own! Can't change it!

This is a portrait of the Backrooms that I once narrowly escaped death......

This is an interception from one of the containment objects I've made famous. ”

The dry corpse paused for a moment, and his tone was a little tempting: "If you agree to my request...... This containment is yours. ”

Chen Qing shook his head and continued to ask him, "Before taking the task...... You'll have to show me the mission description, too.

You've got to at least make something clear to me, or else? Scold. ”

He looked at the dried corpse and continued, "Number one: since this backroom is not complete...... Does that mean that all the backrooms are only one floor, and that I was wrong to get into the pipes at the time? ”

He smiled, as if to shake his head, but the skin on his neck had long since dried, and when he heard a crisp sound, he turned to words and replied, "No...... In fact, most of the Backrooms have several floors.

As I think you know, the more rules there are in the Backrooms, the more likely the rules are to conflict with each other and cause more problems. “

Chen Qing listened and muttered in his heart: I know a fart.

"There are some Backrooms for a variety of reasons: for example, someone has used containment objects in the Backrooms, an investigator has died in the Backrooms, and perhaps the investigator has lost himself in the Backrooms.

There are many reasons why the Backrooms spawn new entities and rules, but the things that spawn are ......

They may be contradictory, and they will slowly break away and become a backroom layer upon layer. ”

"And here ......"

"Here it is...... After I died, or rather the backrooms I created from containment. ”

Chen Qing was stunned for a moment, then frowned at him: "Can you make the Backrooms by yourself?" ”

"Fake." He shook his head: "Most of them are fake.

I need someone to help me get my revenge...... In the same way, the people who come cannot be the trash fish that can be seen everywhere...... At the very least, he has to be a well-known investigator......"

Chen Qing was silent for a while, and then asked the man again: "You have been talking about the investigator for so long...... What the hell is it. ”

He seemed to be amused a little, and his tone became a little more pleasant: "People like you, people who investigate supernatural powers, people who investigate supernatural things. ”

Chen Qing frowned: "You know that's not what I'm asking. ”

"When there are more people like this, they begin to have a flow of news.

In order to ensure fairness and justice, and to ensure the reciprocity of the value of information in circulation, someone stepped forward to become an intermediary, and after this intermediary continued to grow himself, he began to form an organizational structure. ”

"That's what you call it...... Nightclub? ”

"Yes."

"Then how many secrets will they hold."

"Nobody knows. But maybe neither. ”

"How is this possible?"

"What if their secrecy itself is one of the conditions of containment? Or maybe it's a transaction that has been made using containment. ”

Chen Qing was silent for a moment and nodded.

"When I was alive...... Completed a task, but the problem is that I never went back to submit. The reward for this quest is the reward I gave you for the quest. ”

Chen Qing: "Oh? sighed, a little surprised: "You're not afraid that I'll go back on my word?" Didn't work if you took something? ”

The corners of the dry corpse's mouth were grinning, and it seemed to be a little disdainful.

"Let's get back to the topic...... The status of nightclubs is transcendent, and you can trust them. At least in the years I was alive. ”

"So what the hell do you want me to do?" Chen Qing couldn't hold back and asked him categorically.

"Do you have a code name?" He looked at Chen Qing and asked again.

"Call me by my real name."

"Not afraid to expose yourself?"

"You're sure that my identity is real."

He smiled weirdly: "Yes...... Yes, that's right. He laughed hoarsely until his abdomen cracked, and finally stopped.

"Of course you won't be ...... really"

"What do you mean?" He looked at the corpse in front of him, and a bad feeling came over him.

"I believe you...... I'll tell you how much you'll be paid for completing the quest first. He paused, then continued, "One piece of Class B containment, designated 1930, and several incidental products, Class C containment, designated 1930-1. And a cup of the deceased's last breath before his death. ”

He gasped for breath and relieved for a moment before continuing, "Back at the nightclub, you can pick up the last item, complete my request, and you can get the Class-B containment object I said." As an incidental product, it will be the deposit I will give you. ”

He whispered, as if he was getting tired.

Chen Qing frowned, and he also noticed that he was not in good shape.

"Have you ever heard of an organization where the founders of the organization are seven people who are constantly looking for information about their founders."

"Oh...... Maybe you're talking about Freemasonry...... I don't remember...... I don't remember. ”

He closed his eyes and muttered in a very low voice, "Find them...... Complete tasks that I didn't submit. ”

"Find him, kill him, and his head will be a gift from me......"

"Find her...... Take care of her for me......"

Chen Qing looked at him, his withered arm moving twice.

Under his hand, a pamphlet was revealed, and under the pamphlet, there was a slightly smaller lens.

"Can you still control this Backroom?"

"I ...... Never be able to control ......"

"Those who have been separated."

"I can get them to go back ......"

"Can I keep someone?"

He was silent for a moment, then smiled again: "You are you." It's not you, you've never changed. ”

"You know me."

"But I ......," he interrupted.

"But you're only a teenager or a few dozen years old this year?"

They looked at each other, and the expression on Chen Qing's face became serious.

"Go ahead...... Take the papers and go. ”

He whispered, the pale blue flame in his eyes gradually extinguished; Chen Qing watched as the surrounding environment gradually faded, and those pale yellow walls began to fade gradually, until the scene in his eyes disappeared completely.

It wasn't until all he had in his eyes was the letter that he picked it up.

He looked at the letter in his hand, which contained all the unfinished words he had written, and he opened the letter, and only then did he see what was pressed under the letter.

There, there is a fresh ear with body temperature.

He slipped it into his pocket, and everything was gone from his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes again, Jiang Wan was already standing in front of him.

"You're back?! I'm scared to death! I thought! ”

He smiled and took a mirror from his bosom.

"Here you go." He smiled and handed the mirror in his hand to the other party.

"What is this?"

"C-level intangible cultural heritage, yin and yang are separated from dawn."

She froze for a moment, and her fingertips trembled a little to pick it up.

"How am I going to use it?"

"You'll know." He smiled, Jiang Wan's face was stunned, and a large amount of information rushed into her mind.

"No. 1900 Intangible Cultural Heritage ......" she was stunned for a moment before continuing: "Ten different people need to be reflected every day, and the conditions are doubled after use. After use, you can separate part of your consciousness to form another self. ”

Jiang Wan hesitated and frowned: "Maybe...... You need this more than I do. ”

Chen Qing shook his head and retorted to Jiang Wan: "I have something else, a mirror, it's more appropriate for girls." ”

She was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile: "This condition of use...... Do you have any ideas? ”

"Conditions of use?" Chen Qing pursed his lips, obviously a little disdainful: "This is also a condition." You can hang it on your door. ”

Jiang Wan was silent for a moment: "This thing is very dangerous. ”

"Can't you add a safe to your door?"

"...... the"

She smiled and pulled Chen Qing up from the ground.

……

"Yes...... Yes, the little girl has recovered, the one that appeared earlier in the house...... The ghost was gone. ”

"Yes, it's good to recover, please say hello to Zhang Lan for us."

"Okay, okay, let her call you when she wakes up!"

……

"Those students seem to have fallen asleep, and no one is going to school in the whole No. 4 middle school today! What are you doing! ”

"Oh? Good things, good things, I woke up in a day or two. ”

"Hey! Feed? ”

……

He hung up the phone, took the envelope from his bosom, and lay down on the bed, his thoughts drifting farther and farther away from the bed.

"What the hell am I ...... Who is it. ”