Rimbaud woke up slowly, opened his eyes sleepily, and found himself sitting on the floor. He reached out and rubbed the sore back of his neck, when his fingertips suddenly touched something cold.
A steel suppressor was locked to the glands in the nape of his neck, and it hurt a bit because the needles would lock into the neck bone, but luckily it wasn't the first time he wore it and he got used to it quickly.
"??" Rimbaud looked around. The wallpaper of this room is yellow, the lights are not dim, the whole room is quite bright, there is a dining bar not far from him, there is a sink in the bar, and the wok for cooking is placed On the induction hob, the wallpaper behind the wine rack is slightly pink.
This room has no windows, only two opposite doors, the door has no keyhole, only a password input device, it seems that the password can be opened.
Rimbaud crawled to the opposite door and sniffed it. The two doors had the same structure, but the one next to this door was not a password input device, but a fingerprint lock.
"What the hell." Rimbaud pressed his finger on it naturally, and the fingerprint lock suddenly lit up red, making a harsh error sound.
"Don't press it."
A voice sounded from the ear.
Rimbaud was taken aback, turned around, and there was no one behind him, only to realize that someone was speaking through the communicator in his ear.
"Randi?" Lan Bo immediately felt relieved when he heard Bai Chunian's voice, and shook the tip of his tail in a heart shape, "Are you okay? Where are you?"
"I don't know either. I woke up here, and I was put on a suppressor. I vomited. I don't want to wear this thing in my life."
The room where Bai Chunian lived was also bright with yellow walls. There was a marble washbasin beside the wall. A half-length square mirror was hung in front of the washbasin. The wet and dry separated bathroom is next to the toilet.
There is no wallpaper on the wet and dry separation and the side of the toilet. It is pasted with red tiles. I am afraid that the wallpaper will be soaked by splashing water.
Similarly, this room also has two opposite doors, one door can only be opened with a password, and the other door can only be opened with a fingerprint.
With his back to the mirror, Bai Chunian tilted his head to look at the suppressor on the back of his neck. This suppressor was different from the one he had worn before, and the transparent part behind it was filled with blue liquid.
"Brother Han called me and said that he found a blue potion, which is poisonous and can kill experimental subjects. I feel like this is on my neck. It's day."
Rimbaud: "I don't have a mirror here, I can't see it. But it should be the same."
Bai Chunian tried his best to look at his back in the mirror: "I even have a hanging tag here, which says...Forcibly dragging and triggering the alarm, there is a chance to start the destruction process. Don't press it randomly."
"Ah, I've already pressed it."
"Have you found the code?"
"I clicked randomly."
Ding dong!
The cipher on Rimbaud's side beeped and the green light was on.
Also lit up at the same time was his fish tail, which turned red and its scales turned golden.
His companion ability, Koi Blessing, does not need to consume gland energy, and does not require him to actively use it, so naturally it will not be restricted by the suppressor.
Bai Chunian: "Ah, here."
Rimbaud: "The password is 89456, the green light is on, it should be right, but the door is not open, neither can it be pulled or pushed."
Bai Chunian: "Uh, wait for me, I'll study it."
He removed the back cover of the toilet, fished it in the water, but found nothing, and looked through the trash can, but found nothing, so he propped his hands on the sink for a while, and found in the mirror that there was a hole in the corner of the ceiling of the room. There is a black round hole, the camera is running.
"Those bastards brought us here, they are probably watching jokes on the camera right now." Bai Chunian washed his hands with soap and said casually.
The bathroom is too cramped, not as big as the triangular pyramid hut of the Wuxiang Stalker, and there are not many decorations. Bai Chunian has turned all the corners that can be turned over, but there is no clue.
"I found a bottle of wine, may I drink it?" asked Rimbaud.
Bai Chunian stopped him: "Put it back... wait a minute, is there anything written on it?"
Rimbaud read it word by word: "It says...'grape, grape, wine'."
Bai Chunian: "No more?"
Rimbaud: "I don't know the rest."
Bai Chunian: "..."
Rimbaud: "Oh, there is another picture."
Bai Chunian cheered up: "What did you draw? Can you see the numbers?"
Rimbaud: "Grapes."
Bai Chunian laughed angrily. In the part of the task that requires IQ, Rimbaud basically can't help.
Sitting on the toilet and meditating, he raised his head inadvertently, but found that from this angle, he could see the round hole camera in the corner of the ceiling with red dots on. The red light made his eyes uncomfortable, unlike the indicator light that proves that the camera is working. Kind of like a laser.
"Huh?" Bai Chunian stretched out his hand and shook it in front of the camera, and found that the red light hit his palm, reflecting a clear arc.
"Oh, boring." Bai Chunian unscrewed the retractable mirror on the wall and placed the mirror near the toilet. The red light was reflected on the yellow wallpaper, revealing a clear string of numbers: "74692".
After inputting this string of numbers on the cipher, the cipher made a ding-dong sound and turned on the green light.
Bai Chunian pushed it, and the door lock opened.
"Hey, that's it." Bai Chunian put the retractable mirror back in place with disdain, and asked Rimbaud, "Is your door open?"
Rimbaud: "No."
"It's okay, don't worry baby." Bai Chunian comforted him, and pushed the door open. There were two hospital beds inside, with an infusion stand next to each bed, and disinfection cabinets around them, which contained some commonly used medicines. .
Opposite this door is another door that also requires a password.
Bai Chunian walked over quietly, when he got to the middle of the hospital bed, the door behind him was slammed shut and locked, which made him shiver.
At this time, Rimbaud suddenly said: "My door is opened."
Bai Chunian: "Then I understand, the door on my side can only be opened when you close it. My side is like a medical office, how about you?"
Rimbaud: "Toilet. There is a toilet and a bathroom. The bathroom is covered with red tiles, and the sink is covered with yellow wallpaper."
Bai Chunian was taken aback: "Then the bathroom I was in just now."
He quickly walked back to the door he just came in, and knocked hard: "Ranbo? We are separated by a door now, can you hear me knock?" But there is only a fingerprint lock on Bai Chunian's side of the door , even if you know the password, you can’t open it.
Rimbaud: "I can't hear you, the door is soundproof."
Bai Chunian was right after thinking about it, otherwise why did these bastards leave the communicator for them.
"It's okay, I just walked past that room, you can just enter 74692."
"Oh." Rimbaud entered the password as he said, and the combination lock suddenly turned on a red light, sending out a sharp error alarm.
Rimbaud: "Wrong."
Bai Chunian was surprised: "I'm not wrong, did you press the wrong button?"
Rimbaud: "I'll try again."
Bai Chunian: "Don't! You've made mistakes twice. If you press it again, I won't have a wife. Go and take down that round mirror on the wall, then sit on the toilet, and take a picture of the machine on the corner of the roof. Reflect the laser on the wallpaper and have a look."
Rimbaud did as he said: "The number is, 96472."
Bai Chunian: "... It seems that the password will change once you unlock it... I'm careless. You click carefully, I don't want to be a widow."
There was a ding-dong sound from Lan Bo's side. The password was correct, but the door couldn't be opened. It seemed that Lan Bo could only open the door if Bai Chunian entered the next room.
"I'm looking to see if there is anything here." Bai Chunian looked through the cabinet, "There is a test tube rack on the top of the cabinet."
A tube of unopened injection was inserted in the test tube rack. Bai Chunian took out the injection and looked at it against the light. The medicine inside was transparent, but there was nothing written on the package.
Never mind him, let's talk in pockets.
Bai Chunian: "There is only one injection on the test tube rack, and the table is quite clean."
A wrought-iron flower stand was placed against the wall beside the hospital bed. On the flower stand were several pots of fake flowers, and a small watering can filled with water was placed on the side of the fake lace. On the side of the flower stand was a calendar with a page torn off every day.
"..." Bai Chunian picked up the small watering can and sprayed it on the calendar casually, and a string of numbers appeared in the blank space of the page, "25319."
Enter the password, and the green light of the password device will light up.
"Huh? That's it?" Bai Chunian was a little puzzled.
These passwords cannot be described as simple or difficult, but too routine and convenient. It is not like a secret room, but like a secret code in the army, changing the code every time to determine the identity of the soldier.
This kind of password setting is generally applied in the workplace of companies with higher confidentiality requirements, and it is enough to check the updated password every time for routine work.
Feeling very relaxed, Bai Chunian opened the door and went in. This time it was a gymnasium. He walked to the middle of the room, and the door behind him slammed shut, and the door on Rimbaud's side opened.
Bai Chunian said: "You have arrived in the infirmary, right? There are two hospital beds."
Rambo hummed.
Bai Chunian happily said: "Oh, there is a watering can on the flower stand, you can spray it on the calendar to see the password. I think the password should be changed once a day, not once you open the lock. The password to come in is the same."
Rimbaud was silent.
Bai Chunian: "What's wrong?"
Rimbaud: "The test tube is empty, did you take the injection away?"
Bai Chunian took out the injection in his pocket: "Ah, yes, I took it."
Rimbaud asked again: "What else did you see?"
Bai Chunian thought about it for a while: "Fake flowers, cold medicine, infusion stand."
Rimbaud fell silent again.
Bai Chunian restrained his relaxed smile, leaned against the wall, and asked softly, "What's the matter baby."
Lan Bo stood in the middle of the infirmary, and the test tube rack on the cabinet beside him was overturned. He looked down and stared coldly at a corpse in the uniform of a researcher lying on the ground.
"You're deceiving me. Do you think you can get away with it?" Rimbaud said indifferently into the communicator, "You lied to me about the wrong password, and you want to kill me. Who are you?"