[Infinite Corridor] Rules 12 and 13.
[Please remember every neighbor you have met. If you see a strange face, call security immediately. If the security recognizes the stranger as a criminal who sneaked into the floor, please call the police. The police number is 65*21. ]
The numbers in this rule have one digit covered by a stain.
Corresponding to the note from the mother, we can know that the covered number is 3.
[Don't call the police falsely. Control the criminal before the police arrive. Remember, you only have one chance.]
The old man wearing a mask is a criminal!
But the rules indicate that Su Qingyu only has one chance to call the police.
Su Qingyu and Wen Xuecha worked together to subdue the old man. The old man's skin felt like foam when pressed, so they didn't need to use much force and could easily suppress him.
The square-faced security guard suddenly pointed at Su Qingyu seriously and said, "What are you doing
Fighting and disturbances are not allowed in this building!"
The security guard was tall, with bulging muscles on his thick arms. He looked like a blown-up balloon, walking towards Su Qingyu angrily.
"If you don't let go of him, I'm going to throw you off the corridor!"
Falling down the corridor means endless falling, and also means being trapped in this script forever, with no chance of reincarnation.
In the eyes of the security guard, the old man who was not wearing a mask was a resident of this building.
It can be inferred that security guards have the duty to protect residents.
If the residents are disobedient, the security guards are also responsible for punishing them.
Su Qingyu was not allowed to enter the resident's room at will. She shouted to the girl who fell to the ground in the room: "Please throw his mask out."
The girl nodded, used her arms to support half of her body to crawl forward, and then threw out the black mask with force.
At the critical moment, Su Qingyu got the mask and put it on the old man's face.
The square-faced security guard's rush forward stopped instantly, and his hand stopped just an inch away from Su Qingyu's face.
The security guard looked at his hands in a daze, as if the memory just now disappeared from his mind.
The old man lying on the ground regained the strength of an adult man when he put on a mask.
When Su Qingyu was pressing him down, she could feel the old man's skin, which was originally as soft as foam, becoming as hard as iron.
He struggled to get up, and his strength suddenly increased. Su Qingyu and Wen Xuecha were both girls, and it was a bit difficult for them to compete with him.
Su Qingyu shouted, waking up the dazed security guard: "Uncle security guard, come and help!"
The security guard's face turned pale. He took out a rope from his arms, tied the old man's hands, and helped Su Qingyu subdue the man.
"Uncle security guard, please call the police quickly." Wen Xuecha was scared. He stared at the old man closely, afraid that he would do something weird again.
At the same time, Wen Xuecha also showed a happy expression on her face. She felt that she was about to leave this damn place.
Unexpectedly, the security guard shook his head and said awkwardly: "No, if I help you call the police, I will be fired."
"Huh?" Wen Xuecha widened slightly.
Su Qingyu knew that the action of raising the alarm had to be done by the trial-taker.