"What?" Shang Sirui looked at Pei Tingsong not far away with a horrified expression, "Little Pei is dead? Why kill Xiao Pei."
Fang Juexia looked over and saw Pei Tingsong laugh and tease, "This show is really unfriendly to newcomers."
The narration of the program group sounded again, "The dead player loses the right to speak, please go to the execution area and wait to leave."
So he stood up and followed the instructions to the red circle area on the floor of the living room. This was the only way for the dead player to leave the secret room.
Fang Juexia stared at Pei Tingsong, as if by some tacit understanding, he also looked over.
Rarely, he smiled as if he was willing to lose in a gambling, and fell from the execution area.
As the floor closed again, the first player left the secret room. The rest of the people were in different moods, some were surprised, and some adjusted their thoughts following this fact.
Pei Tingsong's death came too suddenly, and it caught everyone by surprise.
Zhou Ziheng frowned and glanced at the time, "The next round of killer voting will take place in fifteen minutes."
Fang Juexia looked back at the handkerchief on the cabinet, "Don't you untie this first?"
"It can be unlocked anytime you put it here." After that, he glanced at Fang Juexia, "Don't worry, this door is definitely more than just this lock."
Zhou Ziheng walked to the sofa and called on everyone to gather for discussion before the second round of referendum.
Fang Juexia took one last look, and followed him to the coffee table.
"Let’s sort out the clues and elements in our hands." Zhou Ziheng seemed to have become the dominant player. "In the last round, I believe everyone’s focus was on Xi Qing and Xiao Pei. Now it is verified that the ticket size of the round is not big. In reality, after all, the program group deliberately adopted the secret registration method. Both of them survived before, but killer killed Xiao Pei. This is very strange and worthy of analysis."
Shang Sirui was still in shock of Pei Tingsong's death, "Wait, let me stroke, I'm so confused now."
He held his head for a long time, and then suddenly said, "Little Pei stood up before he died and said that he wanted to go back to Zhai Ying's room and have a look, but he died within two steps. Could it be Zhai Ying? What's in your room?"
Zhai Ying took over, "I heard what he said, and it's true. I also wanted to go to my room to have a look, but I didn't expect the program team to announce that he was dead. In addition, Xi Qing and Pei heard before. When Song confronted, both of them said they were the white knight. Now that Xiao Pei is dead, could it be Killer who killed the white knight he thought?"
Shang Sirui looked at Xia Xiqing sharply.
"Why are you looking at me?" Xia Xiqing didn't change her face, even laughed, "Do you think I killed him? If you think about it, it's impossible. How could a killer kill another jumping knight after wearing a knight's clothes? People? Now when Xiao Pei dies, everyone will doubt me. Do you think I will use this kind of trick to get the upper body on fire?"
Zhou Ziheng smiled, "It's not impossible."
Fang Juexia looked at him.
"Because everyone knows that you are playing high and you will not use this trick. Once you use it, you can wash yourself away from the suspicion, thinking that it was a trick that someone deliberately framed you."
Xia Xiqing was almost threatening Zhou Ziheng during the festival, when the announcement of the program group suddenly sounded.
"Players please pay attention, now we announce the selection of double-sided knights."
Hearing these words, Fang Juexia calmly unscrewed the water bottle on the sofa and took a drink.
"He chose the dark camp."
The players here looked different, Fang Juexia tightened the bottle cap, placed it on the coffee table, and sighed, "Black Knight..."
Zhou Ziheng took the lead in analyzing, "In fact, at the beginning, I said that when Xi Qing and Xiao Pei jumped against each other, I felt that the real knight was off the court. Because I believe that regardless of black and white, the knights will not easily raise their hole cards. Of course, This law is invalidated by Xi Qing, because he is a self-destructive player. That's why everyone's vision is so unclear."
"Now that the camp is open, it further supports my thoughts. The true knight chose the black card. He knows that his identity will always be made public sooner or later, so he can't easily jump out. Then what are the two people who jumped out? Or, It is an ordinary player who mistakenly thought that the knight was a white knight and jumped out to shield the knight, or it was a killer."
After he said, he looked at Xia Xiqing, "This just verified my previous logic. For the first time, you used the identity of the self-destructed player to make everyone think that you might be a real knight. The second time, you will not kill with high play. The inertial thinking of the jumping player is cleared of suspicion. As for why you killed Xiao Pei? Either you really think he is a white knight, but I am more inclined to think that you found that Xiao Pei found evidence that can point to your identity."
He said these words loudly and logically. He stopped abruptly and could only follow his rhythm to think, almost no flaws could be found.
The people present were silent for a while, even Xia Xiqing just smiled.
Fang Juexia shook hands and asked, "According to this logic, it is true that they can analyze the matter of jumping and Xiao Pei's death just now. However, the identity of Killer corresponds to the plot. I think it is not so clear in the plot. Under circumstances, it’s not good to judge so quickly."
"Finally, there is someone who understands." Xia Xiqing sneered, "Pan logic is your strength of Zhou Ziheng, and so is the barb. Let's let it go first, and take a look at the plot this time."
He leaned on the sofa and pointed to the painting on the display wall, "Did you see the middle painting? The one where a man died in the bathtub. This painting is "Death of Mara", which is the French Revolution. The brutal leader Mara was assassinated in a bathtub during the period.” He laughed as he said, “but there is a problem with this painting.”
"In the original composition, the Mara and the bathtub are on the left side of the screen, but the painting is upside down, which is the opposite. When I saw this painting, I knew it was a clue to the program set. So I took the painting off and found this between the canvas and the frame." He took out a piece of paper, and Fang Juexia recognized it at a glance. It was the same checkered paper as the suicide note of the female high school student before.
As Fang Juexia expected, Xia Xiqing did open the painting, so there was a gap.
Shang Sirui leaned over, "What's written on this?"
Xia Xiqing: "This is a diary written early."
He read aloud, "Help me, I don't want to be controlled. I feel broken and split, and I am so painful. Why is there no progress in the treatment, but it makes me fall into the mud and unable to extricate myself, I have a hunch that I am about to die." The doctor said that all this is my fantasy. He said that my neighbor is an old lady and there are no college students at all. He said that the band does not exist. Why did he cheat me? No, these are all fake.
"Brother Xiaoxi next door said he would help me. He would teach me homework and chat with me, making me feel that there is hope in the world. My current pain is short-lived, I need to relax, I have already bought the ticket Going to see Together’s performance, I miss Zoe very much. Teacher Yan, yes, Teacher Yan will help me. Dr. Tian said I will get better, and I will. Today’s weather is very sunny, isn’t it?"
He finished reading the diary on the paper and put the paper on the table, "Are you still not sure? This whole clinic is full of hints, Van Gogh’s paintings, you all know that Van Gogh suffered from schizophrenia in the end. Well, there is also the multiverse in Zhou Ziheng's schoolbag, the squares, and all the clues pointing to Zao Zao. These imply that whether it is Zoe, Teacher Yan, or the big brother next door, they are actually sub-personality that split off after being violated early. She is a persecuted child, and even attempted suicide." Xia Xiqing looked at them, "Do you really think she will be the killer arranged by the program group?"
Shang Sirui's face showed a suddenly realized expression, "What about the detective? Is the detective also her deputy personality?"
"I'm not sure." Xia Xiqing said, "I tend to think that the detective is real, but it is impossible for her to be the wanted criminal early."
"I recognize the plot of split personality. I feel vaguely when I see the multiverse, but," Zhai Ying shook his head, "According to this logic, you are all early. The doctor and I are independent people, and I am not a criminal early. It can only be a doctor? But the doctor is dead, not to mention how can a famous doctor like him be a fugitive? The letter also said that the last time I saw this fugitive was in the clinic. It doesn't make any sense that the doctor is a fugitive. Isn't that no one is a fugitive?"
Fang Jue Xia silently listened to these words, and she couldn't help but admire it. She pointed out the flaws in Xia Xiqing's logic that she had found before.
"No, there is another possibility." Xia Xiqing continued, "The master character is early, it does not mean that he is a fugitive early, it is likely that the crime committed when the deputy personality dominates his body, then the fugitive is likely to be a deputy. Personality."
"If this is the case, the knight can both protect and persecute the early people..." Fang Juexia laughed, "That's not the suspicion between me and Ziheng. After all, Zoe, an idol, may be at a distance from him. "
Shang Sirui quickly asked, "Can't a detective be a black detective? This kind of role is also possible for both good and evil."
Fang Juexia secretly admires the screenwriter, who can bury the duality in so many roles.
Zhai Ying put forward a point, "I used to like to read European history very much. At the beginning, I didn’t know that this painting was Mara. After Xi Qing pointed it out, I thought about it. Mara used to be a man before the revolution. Doctor, it was a vengeful girl who assassinated him. So does this also mean something?"
Xia Xiqing seemed to have thought of this a long time ago, and quickly fought back, "This painting is upside down, can I also say that it was the girl who was killed?"
Fang Juexia looked at their eyes, scratched his fingers on the sofa, and said casually, "What story behind this painting may not be so relevant. The important thing should be the letter behind. I personally think so."
Zhou Ziheng, who had been silently listening to the speech, picked up the piece of paper, looked at it, and then said, "All the reasoning just now is based on a hypothesis of Xi Qing-assuming that he was really the victim early."
He leaned on the sofa and continued to analyze, "I also accept this plot of multiple personalities or schizophrenia, because there are too many things that don’t make sense. I, Zao Zao, Zoe, and Teacher Yan, we know each other, and we all know each other. It’s Dr. Tian’s patient. The odds are too small. The most likely explanation is indeed that we are actually one person, the only patient."
"But there is a problem with this hypothesis," Zhou Ziheng looked at Xia Xiqing, "Why can you get rid of Killer's suspicion early when you ask for help? This kind of story that seems to be the weakest but in fact ends up being a big boss, we hear too much. Do you know what I felt after listening to that diary?"
As he said, he looked at everyone and pointed to the diary, "Look, the doctor had already told the doctor that she was schizophrenic, but she still has to go to Zoe, to see teacher Xiaoxi Heyan, why? She thinks To save yourself, shouldn’t you accept the facts of your own classification to actively treat? Why do you want to find other personalities? What is her purpose?"
"Look at the second sentence of the diary, she feels split and wants to be rescued. This shows that she is no longer satisfied with sharing the same body with other personalities. Only by removing other personalities can she truly feel that she is rescued."
Zhou Ziheng raised his eyebrows. "There may be more than one victim, but there is only one killer."
He was suggesting that the girl had found other personalities early and got rid of them all.
The two people faced each other and stood in opposition. But Fang Juexia stared at the diary facing Xia Xiqing. He sat on the side sofa and could only look sideways. Fang Juexia tilted her head, carefully, and muttered each sentence in her heart. He turned his head and re-examined the inverted "Death of Mara".
reverse…
Shang Sirui was confused, "I think what you said makes sense, obviously there are two sets of logic, but I feel that both work now."
Zhai Ying suddenly thought of the draft paper she had given Fang Juexia earlier, "By the way, Brother Juexia, did you solve the double integral problem on the paper just now?"
"Oh, yes." Fang Juexia also remembered, so she took out the draft paper and the paper he recalculated together, "I have calculated it, it is correct."
When he took it out, he suddenly realized something and looked at the string of numbers on the draft paper.
The heart beat violently on his chest.
Xia Xiqing glanced, roughly correcting the process. There are also some sets on the paper, similar to {1,,2,3,4,2,5,2,2,2,2}{3,2,1,1,1,1,0,1,1}... Yes a lot of. But he didn’t pay attention to it. “I thought Killer was Xiao Pei before, but now I think about it, it’s not him who drove me into the dark camp from beginning to end, but Zhou Ziheng. That’s how I can see. When I have cards, I will naturally doubt you."
Zhou Ziheng smiled, "My logic is consistent and fluent from beginning to end, and there is no problem. Besides, your reason for denying that you are a killer is not sufficient."
The two confronted each other, Fang Juexia thought for a moment, and still said, "I still tend to think that Brother Xi Qing will not be a killer. If he is a killer, killing Xiao Pei in exchange for trust, this is very risky. And I am too. I have always been curious about why Ziheng pointed to Xi Qing when the situation was completely uncertain. This is not like an ordinary player's style of play, because ordinary players are afraid that they will misunderstand someone because of their unclear perspective. Or attract the killer’s attention."
"So you are standing by Xiqing now?" Zhou Ziheng smiled, "You haven't spoken much on the court, but you are almost neutral in your speech, or secretly protect him. I can reasonably doubt that there is something between you relation?"
Xia Xiqing laughed suddenly, raised his eyebrows at Zhou Ziheng, in a frivolous tone, "It's just a matter, what do you want?"
Fang Juexia felt a little embarrassed that she was forced to be involved in the Xiuluo field again.
"I accept all suspicions." After speaking, Fang Juexia looked directly at Zhou Ziheng, "I just think your tit-for-tat came too suddenly, not sure that you are the killer. One more thing, I'm not sure how killer kills people or whether it requires a mobile phone. I’m just wondering, when Xiao Pei died, you happened to take out your phone."
Zhou Ziheng argued for himself, "I just unlocked the screen. In such a short time, it is impossible for me to type out the three words Pei Tingsong, and then click to send."
Zhai Ying asked at this time, "What if you have opened the murder bar in advance and entered Pei Tingsong's name? In this case, seeing you holding your phone becomes an alibi."
Time passed, and the narration of the program group appeared again.
"Dear players, the final round of voting by players will begin in thirty seconds, and the players who are executed will be eliminated. The countdown will begin."
"You will regret it, if you cast me out." Zhou Ziheng said.
Xia Xiqing shrugged, picked his chin with his fingers, and got up from the sofa.
The remaining five people dispersed, Fang Juexia walked a few steps to the two gates of the treatment room. The others also came to other gates or walls, each with their backs facing each other, and took out their mobile phones.
Fang Juexia took a deep breath, entered a name quickly, and then still pretended to hold the phone, with the other hand reaching to the front of her breast.
At this moment, he could still feel the aftershocks that Pei Tingsong slapped on his chest, as well as the rustling noise from his front pocket that his hearing sensed.
He took out the paper, just as he took out the poem that Pei Ting gave him when he was shooting a magazine.
An English word is written on the front of the piece of paper.
[Ukulele]
Ukulele.
He turned the paper over and saw a line of words on it, the handwriting sloppy and blatant.
I don't know why, just seeing this line of words, his heart jumped violently.
"The voting time is over. The results will be announced soon."
Fang Juexia turned around calmly, stuffed the paper and mobile phone into her pocket, waiting for the moment when the sentence was pronounced.
"This vote, the player who was executed is..."
"Zhou Ziheng. Please go to the execution area by yourself."
Everyone unanimously looked at Zhou Ziheng, only to see that he wrinkled his eyebrows, shook his head, and walked to the bright red circle without saying a word.
Watching him fall, Fang Juexia looked at the last door.
Xia Xiqing seemed to be satisfied with the result, "Now that the killer is dead, the program team will always give information about the black knight."
Shang Sirui felt a little scared, "I didn't execute so many people last season, everyone has already escaped."
Zhai Ying glanced at him, "What are you afraid of, it's not true."
Fang Juexia leaned against the door, leaning on her waist, and said, "By the way, I have been discussing the killer thing just now, I almost forgot." He pointed to the cabinet by the door and looked at Xia Xiqing, "We weren't just now. Do you see a 36 grid grid in the display on the door? I just unlocked the drawer mechanism in the cabinet next to it. There is a grid handkerchief in it. I just drenched it with water and saw the code inside. "
He walked over, and the others approached. Xia Xiqing looked down at the phalanx printed on the handkerchief. Fang Juexia explained, "There are numbers on the handkerchief."
"This is a chessboard cipher." Xia Xiqing said, "I have read a lot of books about decryption for a while. This is the most classic cipher in classical ciphers."
___1__2__3__4__5
1__q__w__e__r__t
2__y__u_i/j_o__p
3__a__s__d__f__g
4__h__k__l__z__x
5__c__v__b__n__m
"You really found the key clue." Xia Xiqing pointed to the numbers on the handkerchief. "The first line says 15.41.23.14.33, which are actually coordinates. The first number is the row, and the second number is the column. On the board just now, 15 is t, 41 is h, 23 is i or j, 14 is r, and 33 is d."
Shang Sirui reacted immediately, "Third! Third!"
Xia Xiqing nodded, and they proceeded to explain. Fang Juexia didn't speak, everyone's attention was on this.
He walked away silently, when Zhai Ying found out, turned his head and asked him, "Where are you going, Brother Xia."
Fang Juexia turned her head, with a little doubt on her face, "I think it's very strange. It's just that I don't have a medical history. Could it be that I didn't find it? I want to go to the clinic again. Maybe there are any key clues."
Xia Xiqing also turned his head. He thought for a while, "There really is no one with you."
"No matter what, the most important thing is to unlock the door. I'll find it first, and you can come back later."
Shang Sirui said, "Is it the third line? Let me try it." Xia Xiqing immediately stopped him, "I'll finish the solution first. If you make a mistake, you will have to wait an hour!"
Fang Juexia came to the treatment room silently. After looking back to make sure that no one was following, he quickly walked to the bookshelf and took down the ukulele.
When he took it down, he noticed that a book was also pulled out and placed next to the ukulele. It was an astronomy book. There is even a magnifying glass on the book. He has noticed the astronomy book before, but is this magnifying glass also in the psychologist's room
If this is the case, his thoughts will be firmer.
Fang Juexia turned the ukulele over and shook it, and there was something inside. He carefully reached in his fingers for fear of making a noise.
Sweat oozes from his forehead.
Finally, Fang Juexia took out the contents inside, which was a stack of slightly thicker folded paper. He gently put down the ukulele and walked to the early room as he opened the paper.
The first piece of paper is his medical record, which clearly states his illness-bipolar disorder.
Seeing these words, Fang Juexia's breathing was about to freeze.
Bipolar disorder, bipolar disorder.
He turned to the second sheet, which was a guitar six-line sheet, but it was scribbled in an old newspaper. When he turned to the opposite side, he saw a piece of news published in this newspaper that was circled with a pen.
[At 5:52 this morning, a young man named Tan, wearing a white coat, killed a middle-aged man with a knife on Yanghua Road. The cause of the murder has not yet been determined. The police have intervened to investigate the whereabouts of the fugitive. According to people familiar with the matter, Tan was not a doctor. He was sexually assaulted by his neighbor when he was thirteen. It caused a sensation at that time. Since then, Tan suffered from delusion and multiple personality disorders. He had been treated in a private clinic in this city before...]
5:52.
Isn't this the first number mystery he solved
In the news, Tan's words for Tan were also marked, and beside this, there were a few scribbled words.
[Yan, west, morning, north, field, together]
Fang Juexia suddenly thought of the collection on the previous draft paper, and suddenly woke up.
He seized the time to turn to the last piece of paper. This piece of paper seemed to have been rolled up, with obvious traces of rolling, and a few words were written on the paper.
[A counterattack won’t make you stand up
Life is more valuable than admitting one's insignificance
The gravel obeys the sea, just as subordinate to the master
Know yourself to get true rest
Give up soon, you will always be an affiliate]
"Jexia, did you find it? Your medical record."
Fang Juexia heard Shang Sirui's voice, put away the other papers, squatted to the side of the sofa, holding the medical records in her hands, "It seems to have found..."
Shang Sirui walked in and saw Fang Juexia flushed, and pulled out a piece of paper from under the sofa. Fang Juexia stood up and patted the dust on the paper, "It should be that there is nothing wrong with this."
"What's the disease of Teacher Yan?"
Fang Juexia handed him the medical record directly.
"What is bipolar disorder..."
Fang Juexia ignored it, and walked out on her own, "Have you found the answer?"
"Yeah." Zhai Ying turned back, "It was the third row and the first column. The square was solved, but then there was another question. Brother Xi Qing just entered the answer, which was incorrect. But fortunately, the answer is wrong. Wait an hour."
Xia Xiqing had already sat back on the sofa at this moment, curling his eyebrows as if bowing his head thinking.
"What's the problem?" Fang Juexia walked over and clicked on the screen on the door.
While thinking, Xia Xiqing unexpectedly noticed the draft paper. When Fang Juexia took it out, he just scribbled the problem-solving process and the answer, and did not focus on the random handwritten collections.
{1, 2, 3, 4, 2, 5, 2, 2, 2, 2} {3, 2, 1, 1, 1, 1, 0, 1, 1}
The set in the ordinary sense cannot have repeated elements, and must follow uniqueness.
He counted.
Fang Juexia stared at the question on the screen and heard Zhai Ying say from the side, "This is the question. Xi Qing just filled in Xiaoxi and Zao Zao, but it was wrong."
Two lines of English are displayed on the screen.
[Who is the main one
Who are you? ]
"Let me try."
Xia Xiqing, who had counted the repeated elements in the set, suddenly realized, muttering to herself, "It's 6..."
Yes, it is six. There are five rooms for six players, and the only room has two doors, six square hoods, and even the square matrix in the display on the door is also 6x6.
All the details came together at once—the guitar in Shang Sirui’s waiting room, the ukulele in the doctor’s room, the physics textbook in Zhou Ziheng’s waiting room, the astronomy books in the doctor’s room, the art tools in his room, and his doctor’s appointment. The painting in the room.
Only the treatment room has initialized two people, corresponding to two doors, one black and one white, and the double points on the draft paper.
Xia Xiqing lowered his head, and the upside-down painting appeared in his mind. He suddenly remembered something, and then suddenly picked up the diary.
no.
The painting is upside down.
The characters are upside down.
So the diary should also be upside down. The beginning of the diary is the weather recorded...
[Today’s weather is very sunny, isn’t it
Dr. Tian said I will get better, and I will.
Teacher Yan, yes, teacher Yan will help me. My current pain is short-lived. I need to relax. I have already bought a ticket to see Together's show. I miss Zoe very much. Brother Xiaoxi next door said he would take me to self-study, he would give me tutoring lessons, he would chat with me, and made me feel that the world still has hope.
The doctor said that all this is my fantasy. He said that my neighbor is an old lady and there are no college students at all. He said that the band does not exist. Why did he cheat me? No, these are all fake.
Why is there no progress in the treatment, but it makes me fall into the quagmire and cannot extricate myself.
I feel broken, split, and I'm so painful.
I have a hunch that I am dying.
Help me, I don't want to be controlled. ]
Wrong, wrong.
He was still wondering why it was the main one and not the killer.
Because the master is the killer.
Fang Juexia, who had finished typing, looked at the questions and answers on the display.
Who is the main one? [Doctor Tian]
Who are you? [Tan Ji]
"Attention everyone, the first player in this game has escaped."
With a bang, the door opened.
The first person Fang Juexia saw was Pei Tingsong who had been waiting at the outer door for a long time. He smiled with ambition and ambition, opened his arms, and took Fang Juexia, who was extremely nervous, into his arms in the colored paper and gold dust sprayed by the staff.
"Thanks for your hard work."
The narration of the program group announced the final result, "The winning camp is..."
Closing her eyes, the note with Ukulele appeared in front of Fang Juexia's eyes. The back of the note is the last words that Pei Tingsong Jinchan left to Fang Juexia after she escaped.
[Let me win, brother. ]
"Dark camp, congratulations to the black knight Fang Juexia, killer Pei listen to song!"
Fang Juexia raised her head and removed her dormant disguise, "One-half." This cold-natured face raised her eyebrows, and even the red birthmarks at the corners of her eyes became vivid.
"we won."
The author has something to say: I wonder if you understand it? In fact, I saw many readers post very close analysis yesterday.
How many personalities are there? How did the name Tan Ji come out? When does hearing confirm each other's identities? And there is no public recording clue that Jue Xia hid. What is the complete plot like? These will be fully revealed in the next chapter, when they get together to review the game.
This issue is really difficult, it can be regarded as a combination of the two issues of the first season. When I wrote, I also deliberately kept Jue Xia's psychological activities to avoid spoilers, and the plot line will have multiple interpretations due to different clues. So in fact, the losing players are also honored to lose (I feel that I’m weakened and I don’t think so when I go back and read it a few times), because ordinary players can’t really trust each other, but once the dark camp confirms the relationship, it will exchange clues with each other. of.
I once again lament the reader's ingenuity. Many of the ideas of multiple personalities have been proposed in Chapter 37. You are super awesome!