A spindly, stooped man in a torn army jacket shuffled from a cave. His face was covered with dirt. After clearing off part of the dirt with his bare hands, he gave his arms and legs a full stretch, and took out a small piece of cloth from his left hand sleeve. On the cloth were three lines of scribbles by a fountain pen.
1233Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5PHLR7o0qa
Attn: Lizard1233Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxYLzyMeG6V
Meet: Urgent 1233Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNBhOJvYdrB
The basement: 505
1233Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMENfDyfo8t
For the next half-hour, he stared at the cloth and examined it closely.
"Lizard is myself. It's something urgent. But what is 505?"
He took out a cigarette case from his pocket and lit up a Marlboro with his lighter. He hoped this will make him think clearer.
ns216.73.216.141da2
然後按「加至主畫面」