mtl008 Chapter 2541: Xiao Xiao Down (25)
Chapter 2541: Xiao Xiao Down (25)
Chapter 2541 Xiao Xiao Down (Twenty-Five)
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A slight sound came from outside the window, and Schiller, who was sleepy in the chair, was awakened. He stood up and walked to the window, and found that it was the postman who came. That was the sound of pressing down the sign on the mailbox.
Schiller opened the door and walked out. The postman was a young Mexican guy. When he saw Schiller coming out, he smiled brightly, waved and said, "Hello, sir. I heard you are a new tenant."
"Yes, did you come here just to say hello to me?" Schiller's thinking was still a little slow. He realized that his words were a bit sharp, so he immediately added: "Please rest assured that I will not report a stranger with a messenger bag. Maybe this will give thieves an opportunity to take advantage of it."
The postman realized he was joking, so he smiled again and said, "As much as I'd like to, my work schedule is tight, and there are a lot of people moving in recently. I can't go door to door to say hello, so I can only come when they have their first letter."
"Do I have any letters?"
"Of course." The postman took a letter out of the messenger bag, but did not hand it directly to Schiller. Instead, he put it into the opened mailbox and said, "It was mailed last night, but it didn't indicate the address and sender. Maybe you can take a look."
The postman stands waiting at the door. For mysterious letters like this, he usually has to make sure that they are not dangerous or threatening letters. If they are, the residents will ask him to testify. It would be too troublesome to run back at that time. The best way is to wait there until the police arrive.
Schiller took the letter out of the mailbox. He admired the postman's prudence. Perhaps this was the biggest reason why he could work in a wealthy area.
There was indeed no usual identification label on the envelope, which proved that it was an anonymous letter. When Schiller turned the envelope over, he was stunned.
There were crooked Chinese characters on the back of the envelope. As a Chinese in his previous life, Schiller thought they were scribbles at first glance. No wonder the postman's smile looked a little strange.
But he was very familiar with these scribbles, and the content of the scribbles also revealed the sender of the letter. After careful identification, he found that it said "Hello, Azhi".
"Is it some strange letter?" asked the postman.
Schiller hesitated for more than ten seconds without saying anything, but he still said, "It was sent by an acquaintance of mine. Do you know how it was sent?"
"I'm sorry, sir. I can't see the mailing process of anonymous letters. If you want to check, you may need to go to the post office, but there may not be any results. The post office here is not strictly managed, and we always receive all kinds of strange letters."
"Okay, thank you." Schiller took out two tips and handed them to the postman, saying, "If there are more letters like this in the future, please pay attention to them."
"I will, generous sir, but by 'such letters' I mean ..."
"It's the letter with this symbol on the cover."
"Well, I wanted to ask before..." The postman rubbed his hands and asked a little embarrassedly: "Is that a religious or magical symbol? Is there a curse or something?"
"This is Chinese, it's just written a little strangely. It's not a magical symbol, and there's no curse. You can rest assured."
The postman was obviously relieved. He waved to Schiller, got on his bicycle and said, "If you are sure that you have received a threatening letter, you can go to the police station to report it. Then they can check the surveillance to see when the letter was mixed in. Maybe they can find some useful clues. Goodbye."
"Thanks, bye."
Schiller took the letter back to the room and sat on the chair he had sat on before. He turned the letter over again, looked at the four Chinese characters that he hadn't seen for a long time, and sighed helplessly.
Each of these four characters is written in one stroke, but it is not written in the order of connected strokes that Chinese people are familiar with. Instead, it has its own understanding. From left to right, the stroke that is closer is written first.
Moreover, the Chinese characters that were supposed to be square were written in long round shapes that looked like letters, and all the squares were turned into a circle that went from right to left.
Simply put, there is a kind of beauty in the new writing system that China will create one day after joining the Soviet Union.
Schiller was so impressed by this special font that he knew the sender must be Anatoly without even reading the content.
Schiller looked at the four words carefully again. They were uglier than the ones he had seen in his previous life. Anatole must have drunk them.
Before opening the envelope, Schiller had never prayed so devoutly that the text was not written in Chinese, otherwise he would have to spend the next few days deciphering the code.
Fortunately, after opening the envelope, I found that the text inside was in slightly sloppy Russian. Although there were also a lot of circles, at least it did not have the mental pollution effect of magically changing my mother tongue, so I could barely read it.
"Long time no see, Ah Zhi.
I am writing to you because I heard that you have learned that I am still alive and have recently moved to a new home.
I know you met a nasty guy recently, but he also brought you some exciting news because that even more nasty country is still on the path of decline that they were destined to take.
What I want to talk to you about is my current job. You should know that in addition to the countless creatures on the surface of the earth, there are also countless eyes watching the universe in the deepest space.
If the universe is compared to a Rubik's Cube, and you are inside the cube, no matter how the Rubik's Cube is turned, you think it is your own will, but in fact, the hand holding the Rubik's Cube is the most important driving force.
I'm trying to get a glimpse of the scenery in this part, so I don't have time to leave for the time being, but I left you something in an interesting universe. You can go and find it as an entertainment activity after moving.
Your doctor, Anatoly."
After reading the letter, Schiller sighed again and could only say that everyone would meet his or her destined Riddler.
Through this letter, Schiller determined the following things.
Anatoly is indeed still alive and continues to pay attention to the universe. It seems that he is pursuing some secrets in the depths of the universe.
As for why he is alive, this is very important because in Schiller's previous life, when the young Schiller met Anatoly at the institute, he was no longer young. After several decades, Schiller grew up, and Anatoly was old and in poor health. Before his accident, he was already on the verge of death.
There may be many reasons why he did not die, but Schiller speculated that the most likely reason was that it was God's compensation to him.
As mentioned before, in order to prevent Lucifer from collapsing, God sent Schiller's soul away, but did not want the little boy to die, so Lucifer randomly pulled a soul over, and this soul might be Anatoly.
Although this incident saved Anatoly who was about to commit suicide at the time, and Anatoly also taught Lucifer a lesson, all the tragedies that happened afterwards were ultimately caused by this.
More importantly, Lucifer's regret for Anatoly was obviously greater than his anger, and God couldn't bear to let Lucifer's friend die like this, so it is possible that the subsequent time travel and the subsequent dying were all the work of God.
Otherwise it would be really hard to explain how an ordinary person's soul could travel through so many worlds and still be alive and well.
Another important thing is that Anatoly found a communication channel with him, and it would be difficult for him to be at peace in the days that followed.
As to whether this letter was sent by Anatoly, there is no need to doubt it at all. Apart from him, no one else can write Chinese characters in this style. This unique anti-counterfeiting mark belongs to him.
To explain why he could write Chinese characters in this style, we have to start with his life in the research institute. Schiller remembered that there were no Chinese teachers in the research institute who specialized in teaching Chinese to foreigners. There were only Chinese teachers who taught Chinese. These Chinese teachers did not speak Russian, and the translators who spoke Russian could not teach Chinese.
Anatoly's Chinese is unskillful, especially his writing, which is a bizarre language that is difficult to write and almost impossible to learn without a teacher.
Anatoly in particular had little patience and didn't want to follow the dictionary to write every stroke, so he followed the Russian writing style, with the main goal being that a Chinese person could understand it.
Chinese people can indeed understand it. As native speakers, even if only a few strokes are in the right place and the whole text is similar in spirit, they can still barely understand it.
This kind of writing style, which is scattered in form and spirit, is not something that ordinary people can imitate. Even if you can imitate the appearance, you cannot imitate the charm that can be seen from the fact that someone drank two kilograms of vodka and wrote it. It can be said to be the best anti-counterfeiting mark.
Schiller was not very excited about Anatoly's letter because he knew it meant more trouble.
Sure enough, before it was even afternoon, the postman pressed the sign on the mailbox again. Schiller went out to take a look and saw another letter with scribbled characters on the cover.
"Seriously, sir, is your friend really not a wizard from China?" The postman still looked a little uneasy. He seemed to be sure that the ghostly drawings on the cover had certain magical powers.
Schiller shook his head slightly, reached out and took out the letter, then handed the envelope to the postman and said, "Just take it and burn it somewhere."
The postman was so scared that he almost threw the envelope away. Schiller said, "This is witchcraft from the ancient East. It can keep you safe."
The postman looked at the envelope with great surprise. He indeed thought that the symbols painted on the envelope were very beautiful, so he carefully put the envelope that Schiller handed to him back into his bag.
Taking the letter back again, Schiller found that this letter contained some interesting things mentioned in the previous letter. The letter still did not say what it was, but described in more detail where Anatoly put these things.
"...My old home is cold and empty. Heavy snow would bury the house until only the weather vane on the roof was left. It would spin in the howling wind, making a piercing creaking sound that made people want to drink and fall asleep by the fireplace...
After going out, there is a lake. On the opposite side of the lake is a large forest. In winter, all the leaves fall off and snow falls on the branches. When the wind blows through the woods, it looks like a brown-black train is passing by on the other side of the lake.
Remember the big pile of comics I brought you one day? There was a story I liked very much, full of American arrogance and their deconstruction of us, but I still liked this absurd story...”
I knew Anatoly must have drunk a lot, Schiller thought.
(End of this chapter)