"Is such that."
The strange man sat on the padded sofa that had been cleared out in the office. The materials that were scattered there were randomly gathered together and piled up on the small round table next to the armrest. Still with the same bright and calm smile on his face as when he was outside the door, he continued.
"Like you, I was entrusted by Mr. Victor." He said very naturally, "He said he entrusted the investigation of the dagger to this firm, and he heard that I have a lot of research on Egypt, so he asked me to come Let's see if I can help you."
Lin You exchanged glances with the two teammates.
Victor Norton, Gu Heng's client who inherited his uncle's estate.
And the man introduced himself as "Wakeshi", an archaeologist who specializes in studying Egypt. Of course, Lin You didn't show her true doubts even though she had some confidence in her heart, and she pretended to be normal when she opened the door—surprised and a little puzzled, just like treating anyone who would make such a fuss on the street. Just like the passer-by who knocked on the door after the chaos.
She hasn't had time to communicate with those two people, but she feels that Gu Heng probably guessed something.
Geng Qinghe... Geng Qinghe must have believed it, but it was a little strange that the other party came to the door at this moment.
Lin You sometimes felt that although this silly Baitian often believed what others said, he really played a big role in confusing the public. Moreover, precisely because he is a true believer, most of the time asking him to follow along will not arouse the other party's suspicion.
like now.
"I saw passers-by around me hiding."
Geng Qinghe said: "You actually came here on your own initiative..."
"Vaxi" has obviously prepared the corresponding rhetoric.
"I'm mentally prepared."
He smiled.
"Mr. Victor mentioned the danger to me. I saw it from a distance. To be honest, I have investigated this aspect, and I also know what a group of people are doing underground. It is not surprising."
"By the way," he leaned forward and asked with interest, "is the dagger still in your hands?"
Finally got to the point.
Just looking at his sitting posture, it is clear that he is eager to know the answer to this question. The expression on his face was very ordinary, but his eyes were focused on them, and Lin You could faintly feel that there was a kind of fanaticism in his eyes that was not human-like.
"Yes."
She replied with a smile, and the skull hanging on her waist kept silent all the time knowingly.
"But we are going to find Victor again," Lin You said, "I have something to ask him."
"Oh? I'll go with you."
Waxie was kind and generous, he smiled and got up from the sofa.
"I came here by bus. The car on the side of the road belongs to you? I don't know if it is enough for me to have a seat."
Although he didn't doubt his words much, Geng Qinghe was still a little hesitant to let him act with them. While everyone was going downstairs one by one, he quietly moved to Lin You's side and whispered, "Sister You—"
"I know what you want to ask, it's okay." Lin You didn't explain much, after all, she didn't know how much Nyarlathotep—or, Naia—could hear, "Just do it like this."
She was very curious about what tricks he was playing, the only thing she was sure of was that he was probably thinking about how to trick the dagger over, and worried that they would get suspicious and stab him directly with the blade.
She didn't want to step into the trap of the other party, and she didn't want to tear her face so quickly. At the same time, she was a little bit annoyed that they were chased by the so-called "Falcon" for a long time, and she thought that she might as well find a chance to get revenge.
The hovering shadows of the horror hunters had long disappeared in the sky, and they walked to the side of the car. The roof of the car was scratched by the claws of those monsters, and it almost turned into a convertible by accident. Fortunately, it didn't seem to be affected much in terms of function.
Gu Heng was about to drive, but someone grabbed the door handle first.
His fingers stopped in the air and looked at Lin You. The latter met his gaze, casting a veiled glance at the man who called himself Vakesh.
Knowing what she was implying, Gu Heng looked away and coughed lightly to cover up his smile. He let go of his hand as if nothing happened, and changed seats with Lin You quietly—she sat in the driver's seat, and he opened the rear door instead. Geng Qinghe was a little dazed, but decided to go in together with the latter.
With the experience in Silent Hill, Lin You became familiar with it a lot. She turned the steering wheel and slid into the motorway just like that. There were no cars on the road, but probably because of the turmoil just now, pedestrians could occasionally be seen pointing and discussing something. Of course, they don't care about this either.
Gu Heng would occasionally point out the way, but generally speaking, the car drove smoothly on the road.
temporary.
"Boom!"
The sudden brake came so unexpectedly that Geng Qinghe was driven forward by the inertia. He rushed straight to the back of the seat in front of him. Even with a cushion, the sudden impact made people a little dizzy. He looked to the side in horror, but found that Gu Heng seemed to have been prepared, and caught him in time. He leaned on the armrest above the window to stabilize his body.
Geng Qinghe: "... "
Fortunately, he is not the worst.
That loud bang was exactly the sound of someone's head hitting the glass.
The man sitting in the co-pilot's seat still kept his head facing forward.
He lowered his head, his body trembling slightly, no one could see his expression clearly.
Vakesh—no, Naia was on the brink of explosion right now.
Damn human, if it weren't for the dagger in their hands, he wouldn't still be here playing some game of concealing his identity, let alone hold back his anger. And this body—
He gritted his teeth and thought.
It may be that something went wrong during the summoning, or it may be that the seal has not been completely lifted. Although the form of the real body can exert considerable strength, it is not as agile as before when it appears in a human form. And unless he has to, he doesn't like to use his ability in human body, so—
There was a round red mark on his forehead.
"Hey, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," the guy who caused his head to hit the front glass of the car hurriedly said, "I'm not very skilled, there's still a puddle in front."
— there was a puddle, but she waited until it was almost there before slamming on the brakes in a hurry.
"… fine."
Naia raised her head slowly and squeezed out a smile, "I don't mind at all."
Saying you don't mind is a lie.
When he got the dagger, she was the first to kill.
In fact, a certain well-known Mr. Nyarlathotep couldn't bear it either. The timing of the brakes was always unexpected, and when his forehead kissed the windshield for the third time, he finally protested.
"Let me drive." He smiled.
Lin You was a little regretful that she couldn't find a reason to take revenge on him. She said that she didn't know whether she should be surprised that the ancient gods could drive or that they would have the opportunity to let Nyarlathotep drive for them in their lifetime. It was really an honor.
The two changed seats, and Lin You was about to sit in when she suddenly saw a certain shop not far away.
"Wait," she said immediately, "wait a minute, I'll be right back."
… ah
Geng Qinghe watched her walk into the store quickly, and when she came out again, she was holding something bulging in her arms. It wasn't until I got closer that I saw the big bag inside the small bag. She bought a bunch of paper bags.
Geng Qinghe: "Sister Youyou..."
"I promised it before." Lin You said, "At least there is a place where you can buy things normally. If you can't put it in your backpack, put it in the car first, and we'll talk about it later."
She has her own plans.
They were not far from the client's house, but within ten minutes, they had already reached the gate.
The car stopped slowly—his driving skills turned out to be pretty good.
It's just that the wrought iron gate is open, and the lock hangs askew on one side, which looks like a sign of forced entry.
Everyone's heart sank.
"It seems that someone attacked Mr. Victor," the next second, someone took the initiative to speak, and Vakesh sighed, "I'll stay and look at the car. You go and have a look, and come back if the situation is wrong."
— Rather, isn’t it you who is most likely to attack him
Lin You glanced at him with a half-smile, and pulled out the card from the sleeve.
I don't know what the thief Naia's plan is for calling the thief, but she always feels that his purpose of coming here with him is not simple, and his intention is to stay by their only means of action...
Maybe she should keep it.
"I have a way to call for help." She raised the card between her fingers, "Come on."
A tall, thin, pale human figure materialized in situ.
Vakeshi raised his eyebrows imperceptibly.
Lin You picked up the pile of paper bags and stuffed them into 096's hands.
"These are for you. You stay here and help to get off the car." She turned to Vakesh and said intentionally, "Be careful, don't let its paper bag drop, or it will be very sad."
Before she finished speaking, she turned around and walked towards the villa in the inner courtyard with the other two.
They are gone.
Nyarlathotep, who was disguised as Vakshi, put away his smile.
He turned to SCP-096, who was still standing there dumbfounded, looking in the direction where Lin You and the others left. It tightly held large and small paper bags in its arms, and had one on its head. It seemed that it would not resist no matter what was done.
Naia evoked a little smirk, he didn't intend to let them go back alive, and it was the best time to wait for them to go in and place them one by one. And before that, the guy in front of him should be the first target.
Since this guy doesn't have a dagger on him, he can do it at any time. However, what Lin You said before leaving was like a feather, trying to pique his curiosity.
Nyarlathotep, the Outer God, has the greatest hobby in his life to see how human beings fall into fear and despair. SCP-096 with a height of 2.4 meters... can also be regarded as a humanoid creature, well, it is still within the scope of his approval. If only taking it off could make it sad...
He can't wait.
So, before killing it—
"Come on." He sneered.
"Let me see what you look like—"
He tore off the paper bag covering SCP-096's head.
… Sample.