Time passed by, and the bags outside the confidential documents gradually dried out.

At this time, the interior and exterior of the hotel have become relatively quiet, only the sound of the rain falling on the ground and the sound of the wind from the windows rattling occasionally reverberate.

Wendell, who was full of energy, recalled all the things that happened before, sighed for Miss Tracy's life, picked up the file bag, and turned it over.

At this time, he found that the part of the document bag under the cover was a little damaged, and the paper inside was faintly exposed.

Wendell frowned, knowing that he would be punished.

Of course, the punishment will not be too severe, because if the confidentiality requirements of the documents are high enough, he will not be allowed to escort them alone.

Wendell originally planned to maintain the current state and show the damage to the handover party, but when he glanced, he saw a word on the document through the hole: "Utopia".

Wendell's spirit tensed up, only to feel that the sound of wind and rain outside suddenly stopped.

"Why does the escort's classified document mention Utopia?

"What's so special about this place?

"..."

One thought after another flashed through Wendell's mind, and there seemed to be a buzzing sound echoing in his ears.

At this moment, he felt as if he had just relaxed after using his brain too much, as if he was about to get sick.

Wendell quickly forced himself to calm down, carefully recalled the various experiences after coming to Utopia, and found that there was no problem with the details of everything, and they were all possible encounters in daily life.

The only thing that makes him uneasy is that his arrival is too coincidental:

It is common for a steam train to stop temporarily due to a storm, but it is no coincidence that the station that stops has something to do with the confidential documents in his hands.

Wendell stared at the confidential document on the table with a serious expression, hesitating whether to take it apart and read it carefully.

Maybe it just mentions "Utopia" in passing, and my behavior will seriously violate internal discipline. Maybe this is the report of an intelligence officer who secretly investigated "Utopia", and the content inside will determine my survival to some extent. Or death... After struggling for a while, Wendell glanced at the dark night outside the window, and stretched out his hand to the document.

Only when you are alive can you consider whether to be punished!

Wendell, who made up his mind, quickly opened the outer paper bag and flipped through the machine-typed documents inside.

As he read, his hands trembled slightly, and he felt a chill on his back, which even the stove burning with coal could not save.

No matter which way you read it, the confidential report in his hands shows that there is something wrong with Utopia, and there is something wrong with the whole town.

This might not be a town that exists in the real world!

Wendell's mouth was dry for a while, as if he heard Death dragging his scythe, slowly approaching his footsteps.

He was about to get up instinctively, but in the end he controlled himself and did not react blindly and violently.

This was because he felt that in the darkness outside the window, in the upstairs room, and in the corridor by the door, there were pairs of eyes watching him.

what to do? So far, nothing abnormal has happened... This shows that if you don't know anything, it is possible to welcome the dawn safely... Many materials I have read show that if you rashly show that you know that the surrounding environment is weird, you will only This led to an early outbreak of danger... However, you can't do nothing and pin your fate on luck... Wendell recalled all the dangers he had experienced before, and quickly made a decision.

He is ready to return to the steam train at once and break away from utopia in a way.

��At least most of them are normal people, and the city is full of dangers.

Of course, it was impossible for Wendell to rush back like this. He had to behave normally enough to look like he left the hotel in the middle of the night for other reasons and returned to the steam train station. JrNovels.com