In the eyes of many players, the four beautiful men are very reliable, among them, the man named Enjin looks particularly reliable, as if everything is under his control, dignified and elegant, without any panic.
In the dark, Gu Meng arched Enjin with her elbow, turned her head and asked him softly, "Did you find the escape exit? Or do you have a solid foundation in your heart and know what to do next?"
Enjin put her hands in her trouser pockets and stood idly by the door. Hearing this, he took advantage of his height, slightly lowered his eyelids, and looked at people from the corner of his eye: "I didn't find it. I don't know."
"Then you still say..." Gu Meng looked at him blankly.
He said that it was enough to escape before today. He thought that Enjin had already made up his mind, but when he asked, it was not like that.
"You said you can escape today?" Enjin's voice was soft, and she blinked lightly, but she didn't think that was the case. He said, "Don't you feel handsome when you say that kind of big talk?"
"..."
Gu Meng nodded honestly.
Enjin had no psychological burden, and said, "It's over when you're handsome."
"..."
Gu Meng didn't know what to say for a while, so she licked her lower lip, looked away, and said sincerely: "... Kiss, I suggest you stop pretending."
Enjin said so, but when he glanced at the card handed over by the man with glasses, he had a vague idea in his heart.
When everyone was looking at him eagerly, hoping that the boss could give some ideas for solving the problem, Enjin lived up to everyone's expectations and said two things: "First, I thought that there were nine cards hidden in the prison, which could make up a complete mural. , but judging from the map on the back of the card, there should be only eight. Second, find out all the positions marked with red dots on the map, and there are further clues in those places.”
"After collecting these few days, the player already has seven cards in his hand..." The man with glasses was still thinking about it, looked at Enjin in confusion, and asked, "How do you know there are only eight cards? Have you seen the complete map? So Didn’t it mean that the murals are divided into nine grids?”
Enjin looked at him silently for a while, her expression was unclear, then she lowered her eyes, turned and walked back to the cell, and said in a calm voice, "Bring all the cards, and I will explain to you why there are only eight cards."
When Enjin walked into the room, the man with glasses pushed the frame with his hands, and instinctively said: "His expression seems to say... You have to lower your IQ to talk to me."
He looked at the people around him and asked unconfidently, "Is it my illusion?"
"You think too much." Gu Meng patted his shoulder when passing by, sighed lightly, and said truthfully, "It's not an illusion. That's what he meant."
Everyone: "..."
oh.
Feel the dimensionality reduction blow from a genius.
Enjin stood by the table and put together the map quickly. Seven cards, spread out from left to right, arranged in three layers. There should be three cards on each floor, but now there are vacant slots. For the players, if the mural is divided into nine grids, the middle grid and the lower right grid are missing.
"This one." Enjin tapped her fingertips on the empty space in the middle and explained, "We haven't found it in the prison guard's office building yet."
"And this one." Sliding his fingertips to the empty space in the lower right corner, he said, "It didn't exist in the first place."
The man with glasses took a closer look, suddenly realized, and said to himself: "There are black lines on the edge of the map. Now the lines are connected end to end and can be framed. If you find the one in the middle, it will be a complete map... As expected, there are only eight lines. A card."
Bo Ye said: "There are eight buildings and eight cards in the prison, which is reasonable."
"There is a card hidden in each building, and if you repeatedly search in a certain building, you will only find more blank cards." Tang Zhi finally cleared his mind, and said, "But blank cards are all traps. , the less you open it, the better."
Peter Pan scratched his cheek, expressing his incomprehension: "But why must there be eight cards? Is there any point in intentionally leaving one blank?"
Seeing that the clues had been extended, Sister Yu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. She stood by the table with her arms folded, not taking Pan Peter's words at ease, and said, "Maybe that's how it was designed. It doesn't have to be meaningful. Eight cards That's enough for a complete topographic map of the prison, isn't it?"
"Oh, that's right." Peter Pan accepted this explanation without difficulty.
At this time, the short man looked embarrassed, rubbed his hands and said: "Since the last card is in the prison guard's office building, we can't enter there during the day, it seems that we can only act at night, then look..." His gaze After walking around among a dozen or so people, the time spent on Gu Meng and En Jin was particularly long, and he continued, "Who is more appropriate to go?"
The crowd fell silent.
When you act at night, most of them never return, and no one wants to die like that.
Bo Ye sat on the lower bunk, with his long legs spread wide apart. He tilted his head and stared at the ground on one side, brushed the half-dried hair on the back of his head with one hand, and said lightly: "Whoever is free, go."
Peter Pan was more realistic: "...brother, who dares to be free?"
"..." Bo Ye continued to propose, "Whoever has the turn to watch tonight will go."
After thinking for a while, everyone turned their attention to Enjin.
Enjin was at a loss: "..."
But he recalled that it was indeed his turn tonight. There were originally four people in their group, but now he is the only one left.
Bo Ye was just talking casually, seeing that the lucky one was Enjin, he smiled and said, "I think this VIP player is very suitable, no one should have any objections, right?"
Most people shake their heads.
Enjin: "..."
Just like that, Bo Ye tricked her a lot.
The matter seemed to be decided happily. The players were not idle. They compared the basically formed prison map and went in groups to find the location marked with a red dot above.
The others walked out of Gu Meng and En Jin's room one after another. Bo Ye pulled Tang Zhi and was about to leave, but Gu Meng blocked the door.
"Teacher Gu?" Bo Ye smiled faintly, unconsciously, "What else?"
"Do you think you can pretend to leave as if nothing happened after you came up with such a bad idea?" Gu Meng put one hand on the door frame and blocked the door, preventing the couple from stepping out.
"You mean..." Bo Ye asked.
Gu Meng is simple and clear: "Let's go together. Enjin can't do it alone."
Enjin didn't appreciate it: "I can!"
"Shut up." Gu Meng gave an unhappy look.
Enjin pursed her lips, her handsome face looked very depressed. Although he was in the rebellious period, when Gu Meng became serious, he was still a little apprehensive, not daring to disobey Gu Meng's intentions.
Bo Ye lowered his head and kneaded Tang Zhi's hand, saying, "Mr. Gu, I'm a little scared to go out at night, what should I do?"
"..." Gu Meng believed his evil.
Because she had planned for a long time, Gu Meng put down her hands, leaned her back against the door frame, and said, "Let's go later."
Bo Ye looked at him: "Can I go in during the day?"
Gu Meng coughed lightly, glanced at Tang Zhi, and said uncomfortably, "You guys have prison guard uniforms... get some more."
Bo Ye said: "...Mr. Gu, you have learned badly."
Tang Zhi's small face turned the color of a bright strawberry.
Before going to the office building, Bo Ye and Tang Zhi went to the warehouse to find uniforms, because there was a universal card, so it was not difficult to enter and exit the prison.
Gu Meng took Pan Peter to the infirmary while taking advantage of the gap, and Enjin followed silently. The nurse on duty glanced at them from behind the iron fence, and continued to face the computer with a dull expression, and there was no trace of humanity on her pale face.
Gu Meng opened a curtain randomly, let Pan Peter sit down first, and found the medicine box by herself.
"Brother, this little injury of mine looks serious, but it's actually not a big deal." Pan Peter sat awkwardly by the hospital bed, flattered all over.
Gu Meng sat sideways on the side of the bed, looking for ointment and gauze in the medicine box, and said in a flat tone: "The scar is bruised and purple, I will take care of it before I leave."
Pan Peter stroked his neck subconsciously, feeling a little tingling. The circle of marks on it was left when he was attacked by vines last night. Seeing that Gu Meng persisted, he didn't say anything else. He twisted his clothes with his hands, lowered his head and blushed, and hooked his feet in the air, swinging back and forth gently.
In Enjin's eyes, this look was like a little daughter-in-law waiting to lift her red hijab, which made him unhappy for a while.
Enjin glared at Peter Pan, and said, "Why are you blushing? Treating a wound is not going into a bridal chamber."
In my heart, I still can't bear Gu Meng's kindness to Pan Peter, and when she speaks, she has a hint of anger.
Aggrieved, Peter Pan raised his eyes to look at the ferocious man, and lowered his head even lower.
"Damn." Gu Meng said calmly, without raising her head, "Do you want to go out?"
"..." Enjin crossed her arms, leaned on the cabinet, turned her face away to look out the window, pressed the corners of her lips and stopped talking.
Gu Meng lifted Pan Peter's chin, and let him raise his face slightly, revealing a slender neck, so that he could apply medicine to him.
Pan Peter smelled the soft and sweet breath at a close distance, and couldn't help tensing up nervously. After a while, he felt ice on his neck. The texture of the ointment is ice cold.
Then, the ointment was gently pushed away under Gu Meng's warm fingertips, accompanied by a shallow breath sprayed on the neck.
Peter Pan cautiously lowered his gaze, his eyelashes quivered uncomfortably like a butterfly's wings, and saw Gu Meng's clear and clean face like an ink painting.
He is good-looking, gentle to those around him, handsome and personable, I am afraid that there is no one who doesn't like his brother who has been in contact with him.
Peter Pan thought so.
Looking at it, the little boy sniffed, and suddenly had the urge to shed tears. He was used to being ignored.
Pan Peter left his hometown when he was underage, and went to a big city to become a shampoo boy, so it can be seen that he is not a sweet flower in a greenhouse. He was a left-behind child since he was a child, and was brought up by his grandparents. Because of the separation of a generation and the environment, he has never been valued by his family. He grows wild like a fern, accompanied by the dry well in the village. , and the eternal alternation of the sun and the moon, he grew up to sixteen years old alone. After waiting outside, no one would treat him as a treasure. Because of his young age, and being in a place like a barber shop where good and bad people are mixed, he was often bullied. Fortunately, he was weak since he was a child, and he didn't feel too uncomfortable when he was confused.
But after meeting Gu Meng, Peter Pan realized that it turns out that a person can be treated so tenderly and meticulously, that it feels so good to be cherished...
Gu Meng may be the first sunshine in his life.
The more Pan Peter thought about it, the more excited he became, and his heart was so moved that he really shed tears. He gritted his teeth, quickly raised the back of his hand to wipe his eyes, his slender voice was still hoarse, and solemnly swore, "Brother, I will never let you go!"
"..." Gu Meng's hands froze, the words sounded awkward, and her first reaction was some kind of hatred or resentment.
It was only later that I realized that what Pan Peter wanted to express was to do his best for him.
"Peter." Gu Meng continued to help him apply the ointment, and said earnestly, "Promise me, read more books in the future."
Peter Pan lowered his head shyly.
Enjin glanced at Peter Pan, then rolled her eyes quietly, disliking his flattery towards Gu Meng very much.
Gu Meng helped Pan Peter treat the wound and was packing the medicine box when suddenly, a finger stretched out in front of her.
Gu Meng followed her hands and looked up, and saw Enjin's always unhappy face. Enjin lowered her eyes, the arcs at the end of her eyes were elongated, and her eyes were cold and affectionate.
"My hand is broken, help me bandage it." Enjin asked bluntly.
Gu Meng looked around on the finger he handed over, but she couldn't find where the wound was.
"Where?" Gu Meng held Enjin's hand, checked it over and over again, and asked.
"Here." Enjin pointed to a place on the side of the index finger and said, "Isn't it?"
"..."
Gu Meng finally saw his so-called wound, her expression was quite speechless.
If Enjin hadn't pointed it out, Gu Meng might not have noticed a little bit of skin scratched on his fingers in his life. It's really just a little bit, Gu Meng almost wonders if he just came across it casually.
This level needs to be bandaged, really delicate.
"Your wound is more serious." Gu Meng said, "If you find it later, it may be healed."
Enjin: "..."
Peter Pan covered his mouth for fun, and quietly got out of the cloth curtain, leaving space for Enjin who was obviously looking for faults.
"Don't make trouble." Gu Meng patted Enjin's hand away, ignored him, and continued to pack the medicine box.
Enjin bit her lower lip, frowned, and couldn't help saying, "You're partial! You're so kind to others!"
Gu Meng sighed, afraid of him, grabbed the golden finger that was still in mid-air, tilted her head, and directly sucked the broken skin.
Enjin felt the wet and soft touch, and in an instant, a tingling electric current spread all over his body along his fingers, and his usually indifferent handsome face turned red.
"you… "
Gu Meng poked out the tip of her tongue and touched the spot, then let go of his hand and said nonchalantly, "It's easy to disinfect, no need to bandage, it's fine."
Enjin's brain became hot, and she grabbed Gu Meng's chin and lifted it up. Looking down at that warm and beautiful face, she said angrily, "You are playing with fire."
Gu Meng: "...I didn't."
Enjin bent down and got close to Gu Meng, her eyes were as fierce as a wolf dog, and she threatened: "Be careful of bedwetting at night!"
Gu Meng: "..."
Neuropathy.
The author has something to say:
Thank you Jingkeke for mine~
When I was young, there was a saying that playing with fire would wet the bed. When playing with candles and matches, the elders would always say that the bed would wet at night.