The light of the only remaining dim yellow light has become dimmed, and the number of flashes has increased. Xu Lang estimated that this light can only last for two or three days before it will be completely extinguished.
The air was filled with the muddy breath of death, the sour smell and the fishy smell were mixed together, and there was no place for ventilation, which caused Xu Lang's headache to relapse again.
Since entering the newspaper office, he has no rest and always has to overdraw his energy a lot. This has caused Xu Lang's dark black hair to appear a little bit of white hair, and headaches seem to be more frequent.
With huge mental exhaustion and the muddy smell in the room, Xu Lang is in a very bad state.
Even if this is only the first day of the mission!
Xu Lang has already smoked a box of cigarettes, and the smell in the room is too unpleasant, which has caused discomfort in his physiology. Only by constantly sucking the tobacco can it be slightly dispelled.
But the choking breath brought by that inferior cigarette is only to fight poison with poison. In fact, the smell of smoke is also incapable of volatilization, which makes the unbearable smell of the room even more unpleasant.
But these are small things, Xu Lang stared at the headache, his eyes were getting a little tired.
It takes about seven or eight hours before he wakes up. During this time, he has been thinking after completing the corpse fight, but now there are not many clues available. After a short period of thinking, Xu Lang only Can be in a daze.
Looking at the corpse piled in the corner in front of him, Xu Lang knew that the clues revealed by the corpse had been fully unearthed.
In fact, being able to infer where you are from a corpse is already a good result.
Xu Lang once again remembered the three key points he made before: the number of participants, time, and space.
These three issues are the key to the newspaper's efforts to cover up. Obviously, if each one is resolved, it will be a major breakthrough in life.
The first thing that bears the brunt is the number of participants. One of the special features of this mission is the participation of an unprecedented 14 performers.
And how many people are there in the first batch? This point, as early as before the mission began, Xu Lang concluded that it was extremely important.
Now he passed the trajectory where the body of the first deceased was partially lost and washed away, inferring that all the executors were imprisoned in a secret room.
And each secret room is connected in a series to form a linear arrangement, and the gutter in the room runs through all the rooms!
The flow from south to north also indicates that the rooms of the performers are also arranged from south to north!
This discovery actually belongs to the third point strictly, the clue in the "space", but this is only a discovery in the macro sense, and it will promote the further progress of the task to a certain extent.
But Xu Lang can conclude that in order to obtain further clues, he must continue to analyze the clues of "space" from a microscopic point of view.
Once you know the performers of the first batch, you can further infer the specific arrangement of the space from another angle.
Thinking of this, Xu Lang sighed slightly. At first he did not expect in any way that the so-called survival game was not a group of people, but a separation of people and survival alone.
This has led to the complete overthrow of all previous deployments, coupled with internal communication restrictions, which makes the already difficult mid-level tasks even more difficult.
The “number of participants” cannot be inferred at present, and the “space” can only reach this step based on the current situation, so there is only the last point, “time”.
The newspaper office deliberately took away Xu Lang's watches and timing tools in order to conceal the concept of time.
Thinking of this, Xu Lang opened the notebook in his hand again, which contained the records he had written before.
"On the first day of the game, the first deceased, Yue Yinian. After the meal delivery, the body was found in broken pieces."
This was the first day of the mission. Xu Lang estimated in his mind that it took about three hours from when he woke up, to the sound of footsteps outside the room delivering meals, and to the discovery of the corpse.
Based on his own state, he roughly analyzed how long he had been sleeping for one to two hours.
"The mission time starts at 11:55 midnight, then five hours later..." Xu Lang frowned and murmured, "That is around five o'clock in the morning."
But Xu Lang thought about delivery time again.
"No, maybe I slept longer than I thought. After all, it's impossible to deliver breakfast in the early morning. Perhaps Yue Yinian's death time is around 6-7 in the morning."
Xu Lang thought of this and put down the notebook in his hand.
Yue Yinian's death was a bit strange. In other words, Xu Lang couldn't think of why she died, and what dead end was offended!
This is a mid-level task, and the price of triggering a dead end is almost death.
Obviously, Yue Yinian must have been killed first because he did something, so what kind of behavior would a young woman, especially a newcomer, suddenly realize after being imprisoned in a secret room
Xu Lang slowly got up from the ground and began to pace the room, "If my previous inference is correct, then obviously Yue Yinian's room structure should be the same as mine."
He began to use the logical reasoning method he used to be a detective, substituting himself into Yue Yinian, imitating her mood and emotions, to try to reverse the situation at that time.
"I am Yue Yinian. I woke up from the cold ground. The first moment I opened my eyes, I realized that I was separated from the other executors!
I started to panic, lost, and didn't know what to do. I took out my mobile phone to call other people, only to get instructions that I couldn't get through.
After several tossings and turns, I realized that it was impossible to ask for help from outside, so I stood up and started to observe the room tremblingly.
The miserable lights, dirty gutters, dusty walls... Iron gate? "
Xu Lang closed his eyes and mimicked Yue Yinian's mood at the time, and he was the first to realize that the "door" must be extremely important to her.
Because when an ordinary person realizes that he is imprisoned, the door represents the direction of escape! Therefore, Yue Yinian will definitely put all his energy on that iron door!
"The moment I saw the door, the hope in my heart began to recover. I crouched on the door frantically, trying to find a handle to see if I could find a way to open the door.
But I was disappointed. The door was bare and there was no effort, but I was unwilling to give up on it. I began to pin my hopes on the two-finger-wide gap under the iron door, and I buckled the outside of the iron door with my hands. Push in and pull out forcefully.
However, there are no loopholes in the solid iron gate, and my struggle has no effect.
I started crying desperately, tearing at the red rusty iron door with my fragile nails. Pieces of old paint stained my nails red, and my fingertips were cut. I felt the sharp pain on my fingers, but they still flowed. With tears, come to make the last resistance... ”
Xu Lang looked at the iron door in his room. He was able to conclude that a newcomer like Yue Yinian would never think of observing the ditch. Once she found the iron door, she would definitely put all of her energy on it.
"I don't know how long it has passed. I leaned weakly on the iron gate. I had no strength to cry. I just twitched expressionlessly, and my hands were bloodstained and battered and consciously trembling.
I am desperate. I know that this dirty and smelly room will be my burial place. I have no experience in execution. There is no dry food or water in the backpack. I am extremely thirsty now. The long-term struggle has made me hungry. .
But facing the filthy dirty water, I still couldn't drink it. The chapped lips made me feel psychological and physical torment.
But at this moment!
Suddenly there were footsteps outside the door!
This sound of footsteps sounded extremely abruptly, but for me, it was the only booster in despair!
I even forget that I am on a mission, I seem to forget that the evil spirit I am facing is very likely!
The inner desire for survival revived, like the paws of a black cat. As the footsteps approached, the paws fiddled with my fragile heart madly.
I hurriedly got up from the ground, flapping the rusty iron door frantically, trying to attract the attention of people, and let him realize that there is still a living person here who wants to live!
coming! coming! coming!
The man really stopped at the iron gate in front of me. Maybe he was a patrol who took care of the secret room? Or a good-hearted person passing by here
All in all, I hope he can save me, even if he talks to me!
I called desperately, yelled desperately, but the person who came was only separated from me, but quietly listened to my yelling, unexpectedly indifferent.
I knelt on the ground like a very hungry mad dog, begging cowardly for him to give me relief.
But he just possessed him, and a milky white plate was brought in from the door. What I saw was an extremely common sandwich. Although I am very hungry and thirsty now, what I want most is not this.
'You can come and go freely here and bring me food, which means you are a good person. I don't want this. I want you to open this door and open it! '"
Xu Lang restored to this place, suddenly opened his eyes!
"Open this door..."
Did Yue Yinian say this
When people arrive at that point, she doesn't care about eating or drinking. All she wants is to leave this secret room like a prison cell!
When the mentality of a newcomer collapsed, she would have focused her attention on the door, and at this time an outsider suddenly appeared at the door, and she would beg to open the door!
Xu Lang looked at the iron gate in front of him. He knew very well that the one who was able to come and go freely in this kind of occasion, and even brought them breakfast specially, would definitely not be a person!
"I cried, yelled, and slapped the iron door,'open it, please open it!'
And when I said this, the person outside the door really seemed to move, the rough cloth made a violent rubbing sound, and I heard the keyhole turning outside the iron door!
I started to tremble all over, I was able to get out of here, out of this ghost place!
The door really opened. I thought there would be endless darkness outside, but it seemed that there was a ray of light, dazzling and scorching, so that I couldn't open my eyes at all.
I subconsciously stepped backwards half a step, and suddenly a pair of cold hands gripped the palm of my eyes tightly.
Forcing me to see the true face of the person clearly. At this glance, I forgot the time and where I was. I only saw the person's eyes, scarlet, vicious, and perverted desire to get what I wanted.
Knife! Slashed my throat and cut open the skin all over my body. I couldn't feel the pain because I became a pool of minced meat and I was dead..."
PS: The writing of this chapter is really interesting, especially the large-length psychological close-up of Xu Lang's simulation of the first deceased. I don't know if you are happy to see it, anyway, I wrote it very cool!
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