Doomsday Wonderland

Perhaps it was because she saw her look different, and Long Er couldn’t help but start a shock, with a sigh of "ah?"

"I ask you, why do you say that this is a secret copy of the secret room?" Lin Sanshui turned half and stared at the distant body.

"Don't you say that?"

"When did I say that?"

Long Er "snapped" and blinked: "You said, here is a copy of the secret room, one person died here, now the body is back... and you have to crack the mystery to come out. This is not Is it a secret room killing?"

"No, this is the secret room escape..." Half of the words, Lin Sanjiu paused. She never thought about it in the other direction.

But maybe this is just a coincidence. From the traces found so far, there is nothing to prove that this was once a secret room murder scene - the lock on the window handle is indeed locked, but there is no evidence that the door is also locked, after all, she even has the door Not rebuilt.

Lin Sanjiu recalled a reminder of a copy.

That tip is almost a nonsense, "find the right key", "open the door"... In general, the route of the escape room game is not very complicated and twisted? Just open the door with the key, what is the difference between this peaceful room -

She just thought of it, but suddenly she took a look at her forehead.

No, it is true that there is a difference between the usual situation!

"What's wrong?" Long Er looked at her and asked. He seems to have a bit of interest in this copy, but it still looks like a lamb who is about to get lost on the side of the road.

"I told you the first hint of the copy? Yes, it is the key, it is very simple." Lin San wine frowned, said cautiously: "This hint seems simple, but in fact it is a bit strange."

"why?"

"I am in the room now, why do I have to take the key to open the door? Generally speaking, if people are indoors, can they go out without pushing the door?" Lin Sanjiu is very happy that there is one that is not her own. The subconscious conversation object, so that she can organize the ideas through dialogue, and can be inspired by another way of thinking: "There is only one situation that requires the key, that is, I am locked in the warehouse."

"You make sense." Long Er lowered his eyelids, and worried that he would look at the body of the side of the sand with his legs and feet in the distance. The corpse is still approaching Lin San wine step by step, and a little bit of darkness emerges.

"The window is also locked, and the door is locked." Lin Sanji showed him the window handle, even though he was a listless look. "...and the keys are all indoors."

The card in her hand flashed and turned into a bunch of keys.

Long Er slowly opened his lips. "That is..."

"Yes, this is really a secret room. The secret room in the sense of murder, as is often the case in mystery novels."

"I used to love it," Long Er scratched his head. "I used to be unpopular when I was at school. I always go there whenever I go, and I don't like to read serious books, so whether it is eating or walking." , all with detective novels..."

The words behind him, like the wind, blew from the ear of Lin San wine, leaving no trace.

The locks on the windows are generally facing the interior, while the gates are just the opposite, requiring people to lock outdoors. In other words, if you want to leave both keys indoors at the same time, the murderer can neither leave the window nor leave the gate after committing the crime...

Why did the copy say "the room escape game" at the beginning?

"Maybe it is really a secret room for you," Long Er listened to her question and said slowly, "You were thrown into a secret room murder scene, and you have to find a way to get out of here."

Lin Sanjiu nodded thoughtfully.

This "method" of going out is not everything. From the copy, the body and other traces, I am afraid she has to find out which way the murderer left.

"He is coming again," she said, and Long Er whispered a reminder. Lin Sanjiu rushed back and rushed to the other end of the warehouse. The corpse seemed to be a ghost behind it, making it uncomfortable to be uncomfortable.

It seems that people with low spirits will not be able to stand up when they stand up; Long Er is still sitting in the grass, his face is not good enough, and only when the body walks in front of him, he is slightly excited.

"Do you have any other flashlights?" When Lin Sanshui walked around the warehouse and returned to him again, he proposed: "Let's put a few more light sources, or if this dead person is too horrible." ”

The package left her with a few spare flashlights, but it was almost consumed in Shambhala, and the rest needed to be replenished. Lin Sanjiu gave him a handful of [ability grinding agent] and replied: "There is only this."

Long Er looked up at the silver vial and sighed: "Is this a lamp?"

"No, but I have always used it as a light." When Lin Sanshang chatted, he still remembered the new possibility of "secret room killing"; after thinking for a while, she asked: "You often look at detective stories. What do you think about this?"

Even if you talk about things of interest, there is no spark in the eyes of Long Er.

"It's not really a secret room," he said with a low voice. "At most, it just looks like a secret room... In the end, it always proves that there is something wrong with it. This is the so-called 'trick'. Sometimes there is that kind of use. The tricks of the organs from the outside lock, but ... only work in the novel, after all, there are too many variables in reality."

Lin Sanjiu was circled around the warehouse and heard a look at him. "Did you try?"

“When I was in high school, there was an ‘exposure show’... I originally wanted to demonstrate the secret room, and the result was that the fishing line didn’t listen.”

In short, Long Er from small to large, surrounded by a "loser" low-pressure gas field.

Having said that, what is the "trick" in this secret room?

As she thought, she tried to reconstruct the wall with the window. The windows that are restored from the shards of glass are not big. It is hard to imagine an adult squeezing out from inside, not to mention that the murderer is probably a man.

It would be nice if you could imitate the gift pack or the son-in-law again, but these two options disappeared from her list.

She just sighed in her heart, and suddenly she only heard a long call tone breaking through the night. For a moment, Lin Sanjiu thought that he was thinking of a gift bag and had an illusion; until she turned her head and saw the bright blue light spot on the pager, she realized that she was not mistaken.

Ji Shanqing is calling her.

The second time the call was heard, the blue spot was covered by a shadow. The corpse stopped at the side of the liaison, as if knowing that Lin San will be in the past, and his feet did not move.

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