Chapter 9 9. Grim Wonderland (Appetite, Frustration, Leningrad)

While waiting for the girls, I made simple supper.Cracked prunes in a mortar and made salad dressing, fried sardines, tofu and some potato chips, boiled celery and beef.None of the effects are bad.Since I still have time, I boiled Xianghe in water and made a cold dish while drinking beer, and made a lentil mixed with sesame seeds.Then leaning on the head of the bed, listening to Robert Casadunche playing Mozart's Concerto, this is an old record.I think Mozart's music still sounds more refreshing on old records.Of course this is likely to be prejudice. After 7 o'clock, it was completely dark outside the window.She still doesn't show up.As a result, I listened to Piano Concerto No. 23 and No. 24 from beginning to end.Maybe she changed her mind and didn't come to me.If so, I can't blame her.No matter how you look at it, it is more authentic not to come.

Unexpectedly, when I was looking for the next record, the doorbell rang.Looking from the cat's eyes, I saw the girl in the reference room of the library standing in the corridor holding a book.I opened the door, still chained, and asked if anyone else was in the hallway. "No one," she said. I took off the chain and opened the door for her to deliver. As soon as she entered, I quickly closed and locked the door. "It smells so good!" She sniffled and said, "Can I have a look at the kitchen?" "Please. But, is there any suspicious person at the gate of the apartment? Like road construction, or someone sitting in a car in the parking lot?"

"None." As she spoke, she put two books on the dining table and lifted the lids of the gas stove one by one. "You made all of them?" "Yeah," I said, "if you're hungry, a treat. It's not a good thing anyway." "Where, I like it very much." I put the things on the table and watched her attack one by one, convinced.Seeing her eating so emotionally, I deeply feel that the meal was worth it.I mixed O brand whiskey with ice in a large glass, roughly grilled the thick beef steak over high heat, sprinkled freshly chopped ginger, and drank the whiskey as an appetizer.The girl didn't say a word, just focused on eating.I advised her to drink, she said no.

"That thick steak, can you give me some?" I shoved the remaining half in front of her and drank only the whiskey myself. "If necessary, there are rice and prunes, and miso soup can be prepared immediately." I tried to ask, in case she was not satisfied with the meal. "That's great!" So I simply seasoned dried pine fish, added wakame and fresh green onions to make a miso soup, and served it with rice and prunes.She wiped it all away in a blink of an eye, leaving only plum cores on the table.After they were all wiped out, she finally let out a sigh of satisfaction and said:

"Thank you for the hospitality. It's delicious." It's the first time I've seen such a graceful lady devouring food so voraciously, and it's touching even if it's touching.Until she finished eating, I was still half admiring and half astonished watching her face lost in thought. "Hey, can you always eat like this?" I gritted my teeth and asked. "Well, yes, it's always like this." The girl said calmly. "But she doesn't look fat at all." "The stomach expands," she said, "so no matter how much I eat, I won't gain weight."

"Hey, I'm afraid the cost of food is not small?" In fact, she has already eaten all of my tomorrow's lunch by herself. "That's quite a lot," she said. "When eating out, you usually have to eat two at a time. First use noodles or dumplings as a base, and then have a regular meal. The salary is almost full. The meal fee is gone." I asked her again if she would drink, and she said she wanted beer.I got the beer out of the fridge and tried grabbing two big handfuls of sausages and frying them in the pan.I thought she had withdrawn after calling for gold, but unexpectedly, except for the two I ate, the rest was robbed by her.The appetite is really unstoppable, like destroying a small warehouse with a machine gun.The food I bought as a week's supply has plummeted.I was going to make a delicious dish with this pork and beef sausage mix.

I served ready-made potato salad and tuna tossed with wakame, and she swept away with a second beer. "I tell you, I am very happy!" she said to me. I drank almost nothing, but three glasses of iced whiskey.I was stunned to see her eating, and I couldn't get my appetite at all. "Sweets and brownies, if you can," I suggested. Needless to say, she ate this too.Just looking at it feels like food is going straight to my throat.I like to cook food, but generally speaking, I don't eat much. Perhaps because of this, I couldn't stand up properly.All focus is on the stomach.It was the first time since the Tokyo Olympics that she was downcast when she should have stood up.Before this, I had always had absolute confidence in my body functions in this aspect, so this was really a big blow to me.

"Hey, it's okay, don't worry about it, it's not a big deal." She comforted. Girl with long hair and distended stomach.The girl in charge of borrowing in the library reference room.We finished our dessert and drank whiskey and beer and listened to records.After listening to two or three pieces, I went to bed and lay down.I've slept with all kinds of girls so far, but this is the first time I've slept with a librarian, and it's also the first time I've had sex with a librarian so easily.Probably because I served dinner.Unfortunately, after all, as mentioned above, I am completely powerless.The stomach swelled like a dolphin's stomach, and the lower abdomen couldn't carry the strength no matter what.

The girl clung to me naked, and scratched the center of my chest several times with her middle finger, more than ten centimeters each time. "This kind of situation, everyone will encounter it occasionally, so don't worry too much." However, the more she comforted her with kind words, the more the fact that she did not live up to expectations weighed heavily on my heart with a very specific sense of reality. I am reminded of a book I read.There is a passage in the book that says that in ancient times, a non-erect penis was considered more aesthetically pleasing than an erect penis.But that didn't give me much consolation.

"When did you sleep with a girl before?" she asked. I opened the cover of the memory box and groped inside for a long time. "Two weeks ago, about." "At that time, it was done in one go?" "Of course." I said.During this time, I always felt that people asked me about my sex life every day.Maybe it's a popular trick in the world right now. "with who?" "Call girl. Called." "I fell asleep with that kind of woman, by the way, didn't feel guilty at the time?" "It's not a woman," I corrected. "It's a girl, 20 or 21 years old. Not guilty at all, crisp and straight. And it's not the first time I've been looking for a call girl."

"Masturbation later?" "No." I said.After that, I was so busy with work that I still couldn't find time to go to the laundry to pick up my beloved suit, let alone masturbation. Hearing what I said, the girl nodded in understanding: "It must be because of this." "Because there's no masturbation?" "Fool, why!" she said, "Because of work. Isn't it too busy?" "Yeah, I didn't sleep for 26 hours the day before yesterday." "What job?" "Computer stuff." I replied.Whenever I am asked about my job, I usually respond in this way. First, it is basically not a lie, and second, because most people in the world do not have deep professional knowledge about the computer business, they will not ask the bottom line. "It's a common thing to use the brain for a long time, and the fatigue accumulates, so it doesn't work for a while." I said "hmm".Maybe so.Exhausted, coupled with the fact that I have always encountered awkward things one after another in the past two days, which made me a little nervous, and I have witnessed the devastating eating scene, and my sexual function will inevitably be defeated for a while.Very likely. But I feel that the problem is not so simple, and it cannot be explained in a few words.There may also be some other factor.In the past, even when I was equally tired and nervous, I had brought my sexual function into full play.This time it may have been due to something special about her. particularity. Distended stomach, long hair, library... "Hey, put your ears on my stomach." Saying that, the girl kicked the towel under her feet. Her body is very attractive, beaded and smooth, long and slender, without any excess flesh.I obediently put my ear on the flat canvas between her breasts and navel.It was indeed a miracle that, despite all the stuffing, the belly didn't bulge at all, like Hubble Marcus's coat that devoured everything greedily.The girl's skin is thin and soft, very warm. "Well, what did you hear?" she asked. I listened with bated breath.Except for the slow beating of the heart, there is no sound.It makes people feel like lying in the quiet forest, listening to the sound of logging axes coming from afar. "Can't hear anything." "Didn't you hear your stomach moving?" she said. "It's the sound of food being digested." "I don't know the details, but I think it won't make any noise, it's just catalyzed by gastric juice. Of course, there are some peristalsis, but there will be no clear movement." "But I always feel that my stomach is moving desperately, and the feeling is very obvious. Listen to it!" I focused on my ears in the original position, and stared blankly at her belly and the fluffy hair underneath.However, there was still no sound like stomach movement at all.All I heard was the heartbeat beating at regular intervals. There seems to be such a shot in "The Enemy Now".Beneath my rapt ears, her gigantic stomach digested as silently as Kert Jurgens' U-boat. Discouraged, I turned my face away from her and put my arms around the girl's shoulders on the pillow.The smell of her hair hits her nostrils. "Have soda?" she asked. "refrigerator." "I want to drink soda with vodka, can I?" "certainly." "What would you like to drink too?" "same." She got out of bed naked and went to the kitchen to make a vodka soda.During this time, I put the Yoni Mathis record with "Tell You Tonight" on the record player, and I went back to bed and hummed along quietly.Me, my dejected cock, Yoni Mathis. "The sky is a giant blackboard..." While she was singing, she came in with two drinks, using the book about unicorns instead of a tray.We listened to Yoni Matis and sipped strong vodka sodas. "How old are you?" she asked. "35." I replied.Accurate and concise facts is one of the most popular programs in the world. "Divorced for a long time, now single. No children, no lovers." "I'm 29. 30 in 5 months." I looked at her face again.I can't tell how old he is.Up to 22 or 23.The croup is well rounded without a single wrinkle.I feel like my ability to judge women's ages is rapidly falling apart. "You look young. You're 29," she said. "Are you a baseball player or something?" I was so shocked that I almost spilled a few sips of vodka soda on my chest. "Where," I said, "I haven't played baseball in 15 years. Why did you even think of that?" "I seem to have seen you on TV. I only watch baseball broadcasts and news on TV. Or, maybe I saw you on the news?" "I haven't been on the news." "advertise?" "Not to mention." "Then it must be someone who looks exactly like you... But no matter how you look at it, you don't look like a computer worker." She said, "How did you evolve with your mouth open, a unicorn with your mouth closed, and a switchblade in your pocket." She pointed to my trousers that had fallen to the floor.Sure enough, there was a knife sticking out of the trouser pocket. "I'm dealing with data about biology. It's bioengineering, and it involves corporate profits, so be careful. There's been a lot of noise lately about data snatching." "Hmm." She looked unconvinced. "You are also operating a computer, but you definitely don't look like a computer worker." She tapped her front teeth with her fingertips for a while. "I'm completely transactional, and I only deal with the terminal. I input the book list by category, call it up when I need it for reference, and check the utilization status, that's all. Of course I can also calculate... After graduating from university, I studied computer for two years Operations Academy." "What kind of computer do you use in the library?" She told me the model number of the computer.It is the latest mid-level office computer. Its performance is much better than its appearance. If it is used properly, it can also perform quite complex calculations.I also only used it once. I close my eyes and think about the computer.During this time she mixed two more vodka sodas and brought them up.So the two leaned on the pillow together and started to drink the second cup.After listening to the record, the automatic record player rewinds the stylus and starts playing Yoni Matis' 33.3 RPM record from the beginning.I hummed again "The sky is a huge blackboard..." "Well, don't you think we're made for each other?" she said to me.The bottom of the vodka glass in her hand touched my side from time to time, and it was cold. "A match made in heaven?" I asked back. "Not yet? You are 35 and I am 29. Don't you think the age is right?" "Adequate age?" I repeated.Her parrot parrot was thoroughly contagious to me. "At such an old age, there are many things that can be understood by each other. Besides, both of you are single, I'm afraid they can get along well. I won't interfere with your life, and I will do my own way... Do you hate me?" "It doesn't matter how annoying it is." I replied, "You have a dilated stomach, and I have a sexual dysfunction. Maybe it's a natural pair." She smiled and stretched out her hand to gently grab my lower body.That hand had just taken the vodka glass, and it was so cold that I almost jumped up. "It's going to be pretty soon," she whispered in my ear, "I promise it's going to be the same. But don't rush it. My life is more about appetite than sex, and it's okay even now. It's okay for me Sexual intercourse is not much different from a well-crafted confectionery. It's nice to have some, but it's okay to not have it—if the other aspects are satisfied in some way." "Sweet dessert." I repeated. "Dessert," she repeated. "But I'll tell you in detail next time. Let's talk about unicorns first. Isn't that what you came here for?" I nodded, took two empty glasses and put them on the floor.She let go of her hand and picked up two books.One is Bertrand Cooper's Zooarchaeology, and the other is Voorhees's Dictionary of Phantasmal Beasts. "I flipped through it before I came here. To put it simply, this book (speaking, she held the "Dictionary of Phantasmal Beasts" in her hand) believes that unicorns are the products of people's fantasy like dragons and mermaids. And this book (she picked up "Zoo Archaeology") tries to conduct practical research from the point of view that unicorns may not exist. Unfortunately, the two books do not have much descriptions about unicorns. There are fewer records than dragons and goblins, surprisingly few. I guess this is probably because the existence of unicorns is too unknown... I am sorry, this is all we can find in the library.” "Enough is enough. Just figure out the outline of the unicorn. Thank you." She handed me two books. "If it's convenient, can you read the main content of the book now?" I said, "it's easier to grasp the main points from the ear." She nodded, first picked up the "Dictionary of Phantasmal Beasts", and opened the first page. "As ignorant of the meaning of the universe as we are of the meaning of the universe," she read, "here is the preface to the book." "Oh." Next, she opened the bookmark at the back: "First of all, we must clearly understand that there are two kinds of unicorns. One is the Western European unicorn that originated in Greece, and the other is the Chinese unicorn. The two shapes are different, and people's views are also quite different. The horned beast is described like this: "'The body is like a horse, the head is like a stag, the feet are like an elephant, and the tail is like a pig.The roar was rough.The horn is black and runs from the center of the forehead Protrude 3 feet.The animal is said to be impossible to capture alive. ' “In contrast, China’s unicorns look like this: "'Deer body, ox tail, horse hooves. Short horns protruding from forehead, fleshy. Mottled fur on back, brown or yellow on belly.' "Well, there's a big difference, right?" "Sure enough." I said. "Not only in appearance, but also in terms of character and implication. The unicorn in the eyes of Westerners is extremely fierce and aggressive. After all, it has a long horn of 3 feet, which is nearly 1 meter. According to Leo According to Nado da Vinci, there is only one way to capture a unicorn, and that is to use its sexual desire: put a young girl in front of the unicorn, and it forgets to attack because of its strong sexual desire, and rests its head on the unicorn. The girl's knee, people took the opportunity to capture it. The purpose of this horn should be understood?" "Got it, I think." "Compared to this, the Chinese unicorn is an auspicious and sacred animal. It is also called the four auspicious beasts together with the dragon, phoenix, and tortoise, and occupies the supreme position among the 365 kinds of ground animals. It has an extremely honest and gentle personality. Be very careful, for fear of stepping on weak creatures. Do not eat living grass, only dead grass. The life span is about 1000 years. The appearance of the unicorn symbolizes the coming of the sage. For example, Confucius' mother saw the unicorn when she was pregnant with him .” "'70 years later, a group of hunters killed a unicorn with a colorful rope tied by Confucius' mother on its horn. Confucius went to see the unicorn and shed tears. This is because Confucius felt that this unicorn was innocent and mysterious. There is something prophetic about the death of the animal, and there is his past on that colored rope.' "How, interesting, isn't it? Even in the 13th century, unicorns still appeared in Chinese history. One of the vanguard expeditions sent by Genghis Khan to conquer India encountered unicorns in the middle of the desert. Its head was like a horse, and on its forehead There is one horn, covered with green hair, like a deer, and speaks human language. And said: The time has come for your lord to return to the country. "A Chinese minister of Genghis Khan told him that the animal was called 'Jiaorui', which was a kind of unicorn. 'For 400 years, a huge army has been fighting on the western front,' the minister said, 'and heaven hates bloodshed, so through the horn Rui gave a warning. Please be merciful and save the empire! Only moderation can give people infinite happiness.' The emperor then canceled the campaign plan. "Although they are collectively called unicorns, the East and the West are so different. In the East it means peace and tranquility, in the West it symbolizes aggression and lust. But in any case, the unicorn is a non-existent animal. Only its non-existent child can be It is endowed with various special meanings. In this regard, I think the East and the West are common.” "Is it true that unicorns don't exist?" "Among the dolphins, there is a kind of one-horn, but to be precise, it is not a horn, but an upper incisor growing on the top of the head. It is about 2.5 meters long, straight, and has drill-like threads engraved on it. But this is a special case. It is unlikely that people in the Middle Ages had the opportunity to witness. As far as mammals are concerned, various animals appeared and disappeared in the Miocene, and none of them resembled unicorns. For example Say……" Having said this, she picked up Zooarchaeology and turned over about two-thirds of the pages, saying: "These are two ruminants that inhabited the North American continent during the Miocene - about 20 million years ago. The one on the right is called Hientkenras, and the one on the left is Craniocanras. There are indeed Independent single angle, albeit triangular." I took the book and looked at the picture on it.Hientkenlas resembles a small horse and deer combined into one animal, with two horn-like horns on its forehead and a long horn with a Y-shaped tip growing out of its nose.The head of Kraniokenras is slightly rounder than that of Hientekeras. There are two antler-like horns on the forehead, and another long and curved horn protruding from behind.Both give people a sense of strangeness. "The problem is that all these animals with odd horns will eventually disappear." As she spoke, she took the book from me and continued: "As far as mammals are concerned, animals with single or odd horns Animals are extremely rare. Considering the process of evolution, this is a deformity. In other words, it can be called an orphan on the way of evolution. Even if it is not limited to mammals—for example, a giant dog with three horns may have But—this kind of existence is also very exceptional. This is because horns are weapons with highly concentrated attack power, and three horns are not needed. To give a simple example, such as a meat fork, if there are three horns, the resistance will inevitably increase, and it will take time to bind. Trouble. Moreover, if one of them touches a hard object, there will be a possibility that three of them cannot touch the object at the same time in terms of mechanics. "In addition, in the case of fighting with multiple enemies, if there are three horns, it will be difficult to accurately hit one and then pull out the other." "Resistance nature takes its time," I said. "That's right." She put three fingers on my chest, "This is the weakness of polycorns. Proposition 1: The function of the horns of polycorns is inferior to that of bicorns or unicorns. Let's analyze the weaknesses of unicorns. No , I am afraid it is best to briefly explain the inevitability of bicorns. The advantage of bicorns comes from the left and right symmetry of the animal's body. Divided into two. There are two small nostrils, and the mouth is also symmetrical. In essence, it is divided into two to function. There is only one navel, but it is a degenerated organ." "Where's the penis?" I asked. "The penis and the genitals make a pair like rolls and sausages." "That's true." Sure enough, it made sense. "The most important thing is the eyes. Both attack and defense rely on the eyes to play the role of the control tower. Therefore, it is most reasonable that the horns are born close to the eyes. Rhinos are a good example. Rhinos are unicorns in principle, But it's very short-sighted, and that's due to the horn. That's crippled. The rhino survives with such a weakness because it's a herbivore and it's covered in hard leather. So , there is almost no need for defense. In this sense, it can be said that the rhinoceros is not much different from the Triceratops in shape. But the unicorn does not belong to this series, at least it cannot be found in the picture. There is no leather armor on the body. Totally...how should I put it..." "Unarmed," I said. "Exactly. It is similar to a deer in terms of defense. Besides, short-sightedness is a fatal point. Even if the sense of smell and hearing are developed, they will be helpless when they are blocked. Therefore, attacking unicorns is the same as using high-efficiency shotguns to shoot them into the air. A duck that can't get up is one thing. Besides, another weakness of the unicorn is that any injury can be fatal. In short, it's like crossing the Sahara Desert without a spare tire. Do you understand?" "clear." "The unicorn has another weakness - it is difficult to exert force. It is not difficult to understand this point as long as you compare the front teeth and the rear teeth. The rear teeth are easier to exert force than the front teeth, right? This is the balance of power mentioned above. The end It’s heavy, the more you push it there, the more stable it will become. How about it? This time, you should understand that unicorns are seriously defective products, right?” "That's right," I said. "You've explained it very well." She smiled and touched my chest with her fingers. "Not only that, though. Theoretically, there is only one possibility for the unicorn to escape extinction. This is the most important point. Can you guess?" I folded my hands over my chest and meditated for a minute or two.There is only one conclusion. "There are no natural enemies," I said. "Correct." With that, she kissed my lips. "Then you assume a situation where there are no natural enemies." "First of all, we must isolate the activity site to prevent other animals from invading." rise." "Wonderful!" she said, thumping my heart with her index finger. "There are indeed records of finding unicorn skulls under such conditions." I couldn't help but catch my breath: before I knew it, the conversation was getting closer to the core. "Discovered on the Russian front in 1917, September 1917." "The month before the October Revolution. The First World War. Kerensky's Ministry," I said. "On the eve of the Bolshevik uprising." "On the Ukrainian front, a Russian soldier found it while digging a trench. He thought it was just a bone of a cow or a deer, and threw it aside. If things stopped here, the skull would be buried in the abyss of history. But it happened that the captain commanding the unit turned out to be a biology graduate student at Petrograd University, so he took the skull back to the barracks for a closer look. He found that it was a skull of an animal that had never been seen so far, and immediately contacted Petrograd. The head professor of biology at the university contacted and waited for the arrival of investigators. But no one came. It is no wonder that Russia was in extreme chaos at that time. The investigation team couldn’t reach the front line at all. Taking a step back, even if they did reach the front line, I think they would hardly have time to conduct on-site inspections. Because the Russian army retreated steadily, the front line retreated again and again, and the place had already been occupied by the Germans.” "How is the captain?" "In November of that year, he was hanged on a telegraph pole. From Ukraine to Moscow, telegraph poles were lined up one after the other. Most of the officers of bourgeois origin were hung on it. Although he himself was nothing but An average student in political biology." Before my eyes floated the scene of each officer hanging from the telegraph poles lined up on the Russian plain. "However, before the Bolsheviks were about to take real power in the army, he had already handed over the skull to a reliable wounded man who would be transferred to the rear. He made an agreement with the wounded man that if he could send the skull to a certain professor at Petrograd University, There will be a considerable amount of remuneration. But the wounded were able to come out of the military hospital and find Petrograd University with their skulls in February of the following year. The university was temporarily closed at that time. The students were busy with the revolution all day long, and the professors Most of them were exiled or fled, and there was no way to run a university. Helpless, in order to exchange money in the future, he entrusted the skull and the packing box to his cousin who opened a harness shop in Petrograd, and returned 300 kilometers away from Petrograd. But for some unknown reason, this person never went to Petrograd again, so that the skull was long forgotten and buried silently in the warehouse of the harness shop. "The skull came into view again in 1935. Petrograd was renamed Leningrad. Lenin died, Trotsky was exiled, Stalin took power. Leningrad was almost deserted. sold half of the store and used the rest to open a small hockey store." "Hockey?" I asked. "Will hockey be popular in the Soviet Union in the 1930s?" "I don't know, that's how it's written here. But Leningrad is also a relatively fashionable place after the revolution. People still play hockey, right?" "Maybe." "Anyway, when he was cleaning out the warehouse, he found the box left by his cousin in 1918. When he opened it, he saw a letter on the top addressed to a certain professor at Petrograd University. Needless to say, the owner of the harness shop took the box to the university—now Leningrad University—to see the professor. But the professor was Jewish, and when Trotsky fell, They were sent to Siberia together. In this way, the owner of the saddlery shop lost the person who was expected to receive a reward, but even if he kept this inexplicable animal skull for a lifetime, he would not get a penny. So he found another biology professor , told the whole story, received a pitifully small reward, put the skull in the school and came back." "Anyway, after 18 years the skull finally made it to college," I said. "Besides," she went on, "the professor examined the skull carefully, up and down, and came to the exact same conclusion that the young captain had made eighteen years ago—that the skull was unlike any extant animal skull." Consistent with that of any animal skull conceivably ever in existence. The shape of the skull is closest to that of a deer, and from the shape of the jaws it can be inferred that it was a herbivorous ungulate, and the cheeks are more or less bulging than those of a deer. But with The biggest difference between deer is that there is a unicorn in the middle of the forehead. In a word, it is a unicorn.” "Horns? On the skull?" "Well, yes, it's a long horn, of course it's not a complete horn, it's just a remnant of the horn. The horn snapped off neatly at about 3 centimeters long. But judging from the remaining parts, the horn is about 20 centimeters long , rectilinear, very similar to antelope horns. The diameter at the base is, uh—about 2 centimeters." "2 centimeters!" I repeated.The small hole in the skull I got from the old man was also exactly 2 cm in diameter. "Professor Pilov - that's the name of the professor - led several assistants and graduate students to Ukraine, and conducted a one-month on-site investigation in the area where the young captain's troops had dug trenches. Unfortunately, they were not found. The same skull. But many interesting facts have been clarified in this place. This place is generally called the Vltafel Highland, which is shaped like a hill. It has become one of the few natural Military fortress. Therefore, during the First World War, the German and Austrian armies and the Russian army repeatedly launched fierce hand-to-hand combat here. In the Second World War, they were bombarded by both armies, causing the highlands to become almost unrecognizable. Of course It was after that - what attracted Professor Pilov's interest at the time was that the bones of various animals excavated from the plateau were quite different from the distribution of animals in that area. So he did this Hypothesis: In ancient times, the highland was not a platform, but like a peripheral mountain, in which there existed a special life system. It is what you call the 'lost world'." "Outer mountains?" "Well, it is a circular highland surrounded by cliffs. After tens of thousands of years, the cliffs have gradually collapsed and become extremely common hills with gentle slopes. As evolutionary laggards, unicorns have no natural enemies. Nestled quietly in the middle of the hills. The highlands are rich in spring water and the soil is fertile. In theory, this assumption is valid. Therefore, the professor listed a total of 63 examples involving animals, plants and geology, and attached The unicorn skull, submitted a paper to the Academy of Sciences of the USSR under the title of "Investigation of the Life System in the Voltac Plateau". This happened in August 1936." "Maybe the evaluation won't be good?" I asked. "Yeah, people almost dismissed it. What's more unfortunate is that at the time there was a dispute over the leadership of the Academy of Sciences between Moscow University and Leningrad University, and the situation in Leningrad was quite bad, and the result of this 'non-dialectical' However, no one can ignore the existence of unicorns. After all, this thing is different from a hypothesis, and it is placed there as a real object. So several experts spent a year Time tested the skull. They could not help but come to the conclusion that the skull was not a fake, but indeed that of a unicorn. In the end, the Academy of Sciences committee decided that it was nothing more than a deformed deer skull that had no connection with evolution. It has value as a scientific research object, and it was returned to Professor Pilov of Leningrad University, and there is no more. "Professor Pilov has always had hope since then, waiting for the time to turn so that his research results will be recognized. Unfortunately, with the outbreak of the Soviet-German War in 1940, this hope was dashed, and the professor was frustrated in 1943. Passed away. The skull was also missing during the fierce battle of Leningrad in 1941. Because Leningrad University was reduced to ruins under the bombardment of the German army and the bullets of the Soviet army, not to mention the skull! This is enough to prove that the unicorn The only evidence of the beast's existence is gone." "That is to say, it has completely become a cloud of fog?" "Except for photos." "Photos?" I asked. "Photographs, photos of skulls. Professor Pilov took nearly a hundred photos. Some of them escaped the war and are still preserved in the Leningrad University Archives today." I took the book from her and fixed my eyes on the photo she was pointing to.The photo is quite blurry, but the general outline can still be seen.The skull rests on a white cloth-covered table, next to a watch to indicate its size.There is a white circle drawn in the middle of the forehead, indicating the position of the corner.Yes, it is indeed of the same species as the skull I got from the old man.Everything looked the same except that the root of the horn remained.My eyes fell on the skull on the TV.It is tightly wrapped in a T-shirt, and it looks like a sleeping lazy cat from a distance.I hesitated, wondering if I should tell her that I had such a skull, but I finally decided not to.A so-called secret is a secret precisely because few people understand it. "The skull was really destroyed in the war?" "Uh, what's the real situation?" She said while fiddling with the hair on her forehead with her little fingertips, "According to the book, the Battle of Leningrad was extremely tragic, like using a steamroller to run over all the streets and alleys in sequence. The University suffered the heaviest loss, so I am afraid that it is safer to destroy the skull. Of course, it is also possible that Professor Pilov secretly took it out and hid it before the battle started, or the German army took it as a spoil of war. Somewhere unknown...but anyway, no one has ever seen that skull since." I looked at the picture again, then slammed the book shut and placed it next to my pillow.我开始沉思，现在我手上的头骨果真就是保存在列宁格勒大学的那块呢，还是在其他地方发掘出的另外一块独角兽头骨呢？最简单的办法是直接询问老人——你是在哪里搞到这块头骨的？为什么赠给我？反正送交模糊完毕的数据时要再见老人一次，届时询问即可。眼下冥思苦索也无济于事。 我眼望天花板，怔怔地想着。正想之间，女孩把头放在我胸口，身体紧紧从旁贴来。我伸手抱过她。随着独角兽问题告一段落，心情多少畅快了，但阳物仍毫无起色。好在起也罢不起也罢看样子她并不介意，只管用指尖在我肚皮上窸窸窣窣地画着莫名其妙的图形。