The layout of the No. 11 carriage is almost the same as that of the No. 13 and No. 12 carriages, and there are many messy things inside, such as fruit peels and confetti thrown by someone, random clothes thrown on the sofa, and the overhead luggage rack is crowded. luggage. However, what is slightly different in this carriage is that there is a lot of 'glass' in carriage 11.
It's not just the glass on the windows of the car.
If the hanging mirrors in the toilet and the crew lounge are also counted as a type of glass, then there are really countless glasses in this compartment. Large and small mirrors can be seen on almost every sofa seat and every table, and there are also some fragments of glass and mirrors on the ground, not to mention the mirrors that can be turned out of the suitcases or travel bags.
"Where do so many mirrors come from in this carriage?"
The crow muttered in great annoyance. He casually touched a round, palm-sized small mirror from a certain table. This mirror may have been severely ground, and there were many cracks on the mirror surface.
It looks familiar. The crow stared at the small mirror for a long time. The mirror was broken, and his face reflected in the mirror was also broken, which made the crow touch his face inadvertently.
"Don't let the blood splash on the glass." The owl also picked up a mirror to play with, and muttered the same sentence in his mouth, and he repeated it again and again: "What would happen if you really splashed blood on the glass? "
"Don't mention such a bad idea, just think about who has blood in this carriage? Naturally, there are only four of us." Crow subconsciously refuted him, but after a while, he said again: "No... Maybe we can go back to the past Go into the car, like car 12? There's a lot of blood there."
The crow and the owl glanced at each other, and the two walked back one after the other with a tacit understanding, but soon they discovered something bad, and the door back to the No. 12 compartment was locked.
"I remember we didn't lock the door when we came in," said Owl.
Crow frowned: "Then it was locked automatically, or it was locked by someone with ulterior motives."
After a pause, the crow said again: "I remember that you opened the door of compartment 12, where is the key?"
The owl replied, "I stayed in the keyhole."
Both of them looked helplessly at the connecting door of the No. 12 carriage. It seemed that this way was blocked and they had to find another way out.
But when they said they wanted to find another way out, the two of them had no clues for a while. There were so many mirrors and glass in the No. 11 car, shining brightly under the light, dazzling people's eyes.
The black cat kept squatting not far from the crow and staring at him, but the crow didn't care about him, and he just kept staring. But occasionally, the black cat would curiously pick up a small mirror and play with it for a while.
As for the wolf, he has been sitting on the sofa seat in the corner with his eyes closed, and occasionally opens his eyes and looks out of the window.
These two men, who didn't look easy to mess with, were the kind of guys who seemed to have no interest in escaping the secret room at all, and the black cat and the wolf also looked like they hated each other, and they always tried their best to keep a distance from each other.
The current situation is very serious. Among the four people, one is completely unwilling to cooperate, and the other is that kind of cooperation that is of little use. Moreover, the reminder on the connecting door of No. 11 car is also worth thinking about. Who is the evil person? Such a question made everyone have to build up a layer of defense.
The time passed by like this, the crow and the owl searched the entire No. 11 carriage but did not notice any relevant clues. There were almost only mirrors and glass all over the floor in the carriage. The reflection of the light, at a glance, it is bright.
The crow inadvertently half-covered his eyelids. The reflections from those mirrors were too strong, and he felt that they were a bit too bright.
So the crow asked the owl for confirmation: "Those mirrors reflect so strongly, what do you think?"
Owl didn't think so, he shook his head and said, "I don't feel much... Well, I even think that this compartment is a bit dark."
"Dim?" Crow felt unbelievable. In his eyes, this carriage was much brighter than the two carriages he had experienced before, especially under the reflection of so many mirrors, it felt as if the mirrors themselves had become Like a luminous object.
"His sensitivity to light will gradually weaken, because dilated pupils are equivalent to losing the sensitivity to light. Only dead people can do this." At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded behind them, and the crow and owl turned their heads at the same time. Look, I found that Mr. Wolf, who had been indifferent all this time, actually moved and stood behind them.
"What do you mean?" Owl asked with a gloomy face.
"Oh—what do you think I mean?" The wolf giggled, but his tone was full of sarcasm: "This is really scary, although I think it's quite interesting."
"I know what you mean, are you doubting me?" The owl retorted head-on and boldly without avoiding the sharp edge, as if he didn't want to show weakness in front of the wolf at all.
It's just that what the owl didn't expect was that the evil wolf would play cards so ignorantly, and suddenly made a move. He was still holding the broken broom before, but the tip of this broom was sharpened, and it directly He stabbed at the owl. Such a short distance, such a sudden move, even the nearest crow had no time to stop it.
But the owl escaped.
He just slipped and dodged it, easily.
"This reaction speed is really not human." The wolf laughed.
"You're fucking courting death!" It may be that there are no legal or moral constraints in the secret room, and the owl couldn't help but make a move. He had already had a deep grudge against the wolf. Once the opponent made a move, the owl couldn't help it. Fight back, and after such a back and forth, the second tragic brawl in this secret room began.
Fortunately, the owl's force value is actually comparable to that of the wolf. Although it will inevitably destroy public facilities in a fight, it can be stalemate at any rate.
Crow thinks that his force value is not particularly high, so he withdraws from the battle circle very consciously, and the black cat on the side also follows to watch the excitement. The two protagonists who were fighting once again carried out different degrees of damage to the No. 11 secret room, and there were many shiny debris on the ground, and the light was so strong that it dazzled the eyes.
The crow looked at the shiny shards thoughtfully, and then he raised his head to look at the ceiling lamp on the top of the carriage.
He said to himself, "Where is the power switch?"
"I know." The black cat stood next to him and said suddenly: "In the flight attendant lounge."
Hearing the black cat's voice, the crow turned to look at him subconsciously. The black cat's eyes were dark gray, and when it stared at you blankly, it felt sad.
The crow suddenly felt that he remembered something, but that feeling was only for a moment, similar to a flash of inspiration, but it was too short. He sincerely felt familiar with the black cat in front of him, but he still couldn't remember anything.
The crow hesitated for a moment, then turned his head to look at the battle circle. This time, the owl took out his own weapon, which was the sharpening knife that the crow gave him before. Although the knife was short, it was extremely sharp.
And obviously, weapons also have advantages. The wolf's moves look very imposing, but he is holding a tattered broom stick, and the owl's movements are very flexible and fast, so he can't hit anyone. On the other hand, the owl can cause a lot of damage to the wolf with the small but sharp knife.
"People will die if this continues." The crow felt worried. He didn't want to see the fighting and injury, but he didn't know how to stop the fight between the two. In the end, you can't just leave it alone.
Therefore, the crow's eyeballs turned flexibly, looked at the black cat next to him, and asked, "Can you stop them?"
The black cat was silent, he looked at the crow, then turned his head to look at the wolf in the fighting circle, with a bad expression on his face.
Before the black cat could answer what should be taken for granted, the crow shook his head again, and said, "Forget it, I'd better think of another way, it's dangerous for you to rush over like this..."
So the crow proposed a new plan, and he said to the black cat: "Since you know where the power switch is, can you please go over there and turn off the light? How about the carriage?"
The black cat listened to the crow very much. He took a look at the crow and went to find the switch. The crow watched him enter the flight attendant lounge over there, and then looked back at the fight between the two people here. He suddenly shouted said the owl's name.
The owl's attention was taken away for a moment, and the lights in the carriage dimmed.
The outside of the train was pitch black, and all the light came from the ceiling lamp inside the carriage. Once the only light was turned off, the carriage was so dark that it was almost impossible to see.
But in this way, a miraculous thing happened.
With so many mirrors in the carriage and so many broken glass on the ground, as the darkness fell unexpectedly, some faint light began to gradually and faintly emit, which was very subtle but obvious, and there were so many such small lights that it started to slowly Slowly illuminate the entire compartment!
"It's fluorescent powder." The crow paused and said.
Because the light was turned off, the temporary darkness stopped the fight between the owl and Mr. Wolf. The owl's face was a little distorted, and it clutched its abdomen unnaturally. The moment the light was turned off just now, the crow called him, and he was sucked. He lost his attention and didn't notice the wolf's attack, and was accidentally poked by the tip of his stick. Although he dodged quickly, he still suffered a little scratch.
Under the illumination of a large amount of fluorescent powder, even with the lights turned off, it was still daytime in the car. The crow noticed the discomfort of the owl, and began to apologize embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I just want to stop you from fighting."
But the owl didn't speak, just watched the crow silently for a long time.