Chapter 119

Kemon waited outside the door for more than ten minutes and asked captain Luo about the printer.

"The printer started printing a few days ago, and the trees were disappearing."

Captain Luo explained to kemon the problem of the library returning to work. The time for the library to return to work was later than everyone thought. Therefore, no one worked in the library at that time.

Of the two security guards, the one with problems was on duty for his colleagues, so the colleagues were happy to be idle and did not go to work.

So the amount of trees that the printer consumed in seven days has been calculated, a total of 360 trees.

Last time, kemon did mental calculation. This time, he did it again with the calculator function of his mobile phone.

20*60*24=28800。

The daily output is 28800, and the annual output is 10 million.

Some people have done the data. Starting from the size of a country, the consumption of this printer is not large, so it can not have a substantial short-term impact on the country. It can fully accommodate it.

But in the city, it's a disaster for green trees.

So this printer has been transported to the desert. In the desert area, after printing for a while, it stops working and stops printing.

But once out of the desert, it will start printing again.

The oasis trees in desert areas will disappear, but it happens that there are special items for greening trees in the seal points of desert areas. Trees are built every day to form a perfect pair with printers. Infinite circulation turns into a perpetual motion machine.

As for the side effects of daily tree building, Captain Luo is not sure. It's not in the whale market, so it's hard to find out.

At this time, the curtain of the interrogation room was opened.

Inside, he was a well-dressed investigator surnamed di. His face was serious, as if it had never happened.

He left the interrogation room, the relevant personnel entered, adjusted the lights to ensure that the two shadows were locked in.

Captain Luo came forward to chat with di Ping and asked him how he was chatting and whether he had found the key information.

Di Ping, with a bad face, said: "let's go to the investigation files. The interrogation records have been written into this issue of the archives."

This means that the trial has been completed, but people are not in the mood to share with you the joy of a successful trial.

After all, it's not very pleasant.

Kemon didn't see the hot dance. I don't know what kind of dance it was. I'm a little sorry.

Looking back, kemon Bureau checked the investigation files of this issue, and finally knew who the other party's sacrifice target was.

Sacrifice to the great Shadow Lord, but the Shadow Lord did not respond to the sacrifice ceremony, so the sacrifice failed.

"Journey to whale county" itself is a special book, which represents the ecology of the whole area of whale county.

It was infected with blood, so that the whale county area will be bloody disaster.

at present, the investigation bureau is using special items to clean up whale county travel notes.

It's a little late to end that night's trial.

Kemon went back to his room and sorted out the harvest of today.

He took out his long lost notebook, turned it over, and wrote on a new page:

"the members of the shadow stream are offering sacrifices to the Shadow Lord. Is it possible that the ultimate leader of the shadow flow organization may be the evil god?"

Kemon painted another sacrifice pattern, trying to understand synaesthesia.

In the interrogation room, he saw two shadows with his own eyes. They were the initiators of the sacrifice ceremony, and the contact should be deepened a little bit.

This time, he saw something.

The extremely blurred picture emerges, which is the room of the sacrifice ceremony. The bloodstained "journey to whale county" is placed in the center of the sacrifice ceremony. The two men have already fallen, and the shadows under them swim out of the gap to the balcony.

The screen ends here.

Now the prisoners have been found. What's the point.

Well, wait a minute?

KMON looked at the pattern on the notebook and gazed quietly for two seconds.

Two seconds later, he tore the page and burned it with a lighter.

"It's crazy. If the other party is really an evil god, once I succeed in synesthesia, it will only be me." Kemon was terrified.

At first, I didn't think of it, but now I suddenly think of it. I feel like a survivor.

Fortunately, kemon doesn't have the truth behind synaesthesia.

Sometimes, not knowing the truth is also a kind of happiness.

In reality, kemon is not an evil god. Without the abnormal data of kesuluna, the fate of synaesthesia and evil god will not be much better. It is likely that he will accept a lot of chaotic knowledge and go crazy.

Well, wait a minute.

It seems that it is not a dead end. It was the second level of thinking just now, and now he has the third level of thinking.

In the third hypothesis, as long as he does not die suddenly on the spot, even if he becomes a madman, he can sleep.

Kemon will become a ksulu in his dream and possess the status of evil god.

Any madness is nothing in his domain.

Carmen took a deep breath and closed his notebook.It's good to have dream skills to protect the bottom. Otherwise, it's really dangerous to live in this mysterious world.

Kemon looked at the sand sculpture in the room. The sand sculpture was very clever and did not dare to pit sound. He was careful.

"Give you a name. What can I do for you?" Kemonton lives, thinking about names in his head.

If Tangyuan has something to say, it barks twice.

"Bark!"

It's called white dumplings, Yingjing.

Kemon kicked the ball and refused to name the dumplings.

After thinking for a while, kemon didn't get a good idea, so he asked the netizens for help.

"Ask, there is a sand sculpture at home, how to name it?"

Kemon has a picture.

At present, kemon's fans are very active, and soon put suggestions in the comments section.

"Jade and fish in the rain": or white granulated sugar? Tangyuan is delicious with sugar. "

"Speechless and collapse": free

"Not an kyou": since there are Tangyuan, it's better to call it sugar. "

"Sea wolf uncle soup sweetheart": "better than sandbags."

"Drunken dream of her return": call dog eggs, how exciting

Kemon glanced at it and gave it another look.

"What do you think?"

Small sand sculpture dare not say, only whisper acridine call.

It's up to the master.

Well, since the white sand sculpture is so Buddhist, kemun will not be entangled.

Kemon won't take dog's eggs or free gifts. He knows that the other party is joking, so he doesn't care.

The same is true of sandbags.

Have you ever seen sand sculptures as big as sandbags?

Wait, it sounds like that.

Look at the white sand sculpture, about 60 cm tall.

There are two kinds of sandbags, one is throwing toys, the other is boxing sandbags.

When boxing or kicking, big sandbags are good fitness partners.

However, kemon chose to deny it, and finally focused on sugar or white sugar.

The feather of the white sand sculpture is white. The adjective "white granulated sugar" is more accurate.

"I'll call you white granulated sugar in the future. It's very suitable to eat dumplings with some white granulated sugar." Kemon patted the big white eagle's head and said with a gentle smile.

White sugar confused, do not know what is, but soon, it will think of the meaning of white granulated sugar.

White granulated sugar, white and flawless, very sweet, commonly used in cooking, can also be added sugar when eating.

The white granulated sugar thought that the master was going to cook it, so he shook his body subconsciously, and the yellow sand was shaking off from the feather seam.

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