Thriller Paradise

Chapter 310: Invasion of brain cells seventeen

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The shower curtain hangs from an oval steel frame above the tub, and it's light blue in color with darker patterns on it. In fact, Feng Bujue didn't use this thing much, but he still discovered the abnormality of the shower curtain by virtue of his excellent memory and keen observation of the details of things.

"The color and shape of the patterns are different from mine..." Feng Bujue muttered, opened the shower curtain and examined it carefully.

But he looked at it for a long time, but he couldn't see what these patterns represented. Although he found that these textures were different from what he remembered, it would be useless if he couldn't see the hidden information in them.

"Could it be that my observation angle is wrong?" Feng Bujue was thinking, his hands kept on turning over the shower curtain, and put it in various positions to check, but still to no avail.

"Wait... look at the angle!" Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he thought of a possibility.

He immediately took the flashlight out of his pocket and turned it on. Then he went to the door and turned off the light in the bathroom.

"When I came to this bathroom, the lights were turned on. Generally speaking, no one would take the initiative to turn off the lighting equipment." Feng Bujue moved the light of the flashlight to the shower curtain while muttering, "So... I didn't get to see this."

At this time, on the light blue shower curtain, the darkest part of the pattern turned into a very conspicuous green, and at the same time, some white textures also emerged.

It turned out that the clue was always in front of him, but he couldn't "see".

The message on that shower curtain can only be read under a certain color of light. When the white light in the bathroom is on, there are no clues to show. At this moment, the yellow beam of the flashlight successfully revealed some letters with green background and white border.

"M... D... D... M... I... I... R..." Feng Bujue found many letters on the shower curtain. He thought that these could form words or sentences, but after reading it for a while, he realized that this was not the case, because most of the letters were repeated and there was no logical arrangement.

After he confirmed that he had searched the entire shower curtain, he stroked his chin and said, "Well... there are seven letters in total: A, D, I, K, M, O, and R. They appear repeatedly at different frequencies and are arranged in disorder. , Is this..." He took a few steps back and looked at the unfolded shower curtain from afar, "Could it be related to the coordinates of the XY axis? Or is this a three-dimensional figure? Or... oh!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the clue. He quickly took out his notebook and pen, and wrote down the letters on the shower curtain in a relatively neat format. In a few minutes, he had solved the puzzle.

"It turns out that after they are arranged neatly, they can be eliminated according to the rules of 'pairs and collisions'..." Feng Bujue seemed a little dismissive of this puzzle, but it didn't affect his getting the correct answer.

Not long after, he had completed the elimination work. All the "D, A, and K" on the paper have been blotted out, and the remaining letters... as long as they are arranged on the X-axis regardless of their vertical positions, they are exactly one space apart, and they can be Form a word—MIRROR.

"It's been a long time for me to look in the mirror, right..." He came to the sink again, put the flashlight by the pool, and stared at the mirror.

But he stood like this for more than a minute without any abnormal reaction.

Feng Bujue said in his heart: "I stared at the mirror before, and I didn't see any hints, nor did it trigger any plot. But now that I've solved the puzzle, why is it still..."

"Eh? Could it be..." He seemed to have another idea, picked up the notebook again, and looked at the letters he had smeared out, "The letters D, A, K that were wiped out... If you add If the R with the highest frequency appears, isn’t it…”

Feng Bujue laughed, "Oh... that's what it means."

In the next second, he reached out without hesitation and turned off the flashlight.

If you were someone else, you would have to hesitate for a while before doing this. After all, he was alone in a small space, and there was "a fierce resentment entrenched" outside the door. Under such circumstances, it undoubtedly takes a certain amount of courage to let the darkness engulf you.

But Feng Bujue didn't have any pressure on this, and turned off the flashlight as soon as he said it, clean and tidy.

Isn't it just standing in a dark bathroom and staring at the mirror, what's the matter? At most, an extremely terrifying picture pops up suddenly, combined with some kind of shrill sound effect that makes the scalp tingle, so what? What do you want to scare people to death

"What could it be..." Feng Bujue muttered while standing in front of the mirror. Although there was darkness in front of his eyes, he still opened his eyes and looked directly in the direction of the mirror.

Five or six seconds later, something happened.

However, there was a faint blue light on the surface of the mirror, and a human face appeared in the mirror.

The appearance of this face is exactly the same as Feng Bujue, but it is obviously not a mirror image, because when Brother Jue saw this face, he turned his neck a few times and made some obvious expressions, but the face in the mirror Did not follow him.

That face met Feng Bujue's eyes through the mirror, and there was a smile that was not a smile. Ordinary people are in the dark, and seeing this scene must be horrifying. But Feng Bujue just watched silently, waiting for the next change.

After a stalemate like this for about ten seconds, "Feng Bujue" in the mirror showed a smile and began to speak: "My name is Feng Bujue."

His voice is exactly the same as Jue Ge...

"I'm a family obsessed with weird, scary stories."

Every time he said a word, he had to make a short pause.

"I live alone in a big house."

"Writing wild stories day after day."

"I looked at the sky under the afterglow of the setting sun, but I seemed to see the sea of blood in the depths of hell."

"I stood by the window and listened, and I could clearly hear the wailing of those dying."

"Have you ever seen the gutter? The color in it varies from day to day. Sometimes it's red like blood, sometimes green like pus, sometimes yellow like bile...it's actually the river of hell, and it's a horrible neon. "

"The noise of the factory mixed with the echo of the underground, floating above the city."

"The stench in the air smells like a monster vomiting..."

"I realized that maybe I wasn't living on earth, but in hell."

"am I crazy?"

After saying this one sentence at a time, the face returned to silence. He looked at Feng Bujue, as if waiting for an answer.

"Hehehe...hahahaha..." Feng Bujue actually smiled at the mirror, then imitated the other party's tone and intonation, and hummed along with a melody that was not obvious ups and downs: "Scream, moan, that hell Endless darkness~ Goblins, monsters and evil spirits are waiting for your presence~ Go down, go down, human beings, come down quickly... "

After hearing this song, the face in the mirror showed a look of bewilderment.

"What? Do you still want to hear it?" Feng Bujue said again: "Go down, go down, the endless darkness of hell~ It's burning, it's flooding, you can't live, you can't die~ Humans~ Come down soon Come on... fall to the bottom of hell, come on, listen~ the dead began to sing, in the pool of blood, in the sea of fire, in the mountain of needles... "

"Enough," interrupted the face in the mirror.

Feng Bujue snorted coldly, stopped, and said very calmly: "When I was nine years old, I watched "Lullaby from Hell". I was still too young, and I was really depressed for three days." I have long forgotten that memory, but the impression of fear is still there. It is indeed a good strategy for you to induce my fear in this way, but it is a pity..." He shook his head helplessly: "Now Under your guidance, I can only clearly recall the scenes and lines in that cartoon, but I can't feel the slightest feeling of fear."

After hearing the words, the face in the mirror began to change. He became the image of a middle-aged European man, with a bald head, no beard, and rather long eyebrows. And the weirdest thing about this face is that his skin is bluish white, as if soaked in formalin for a long, long time...

"Okay, you don't need to say any more." The voice of that face also changed: "You have passed the second test."

"The second one?" Feng Bujue asked, "Is the letter on the shower curtain the first one?"

"That's right." The other party replied, "In the triple test of 'wisdom', 'courage' and 'benevolence', you have..."

"OOO... wait, wait..." Feng Bujue interrupted the other party: "I haven't finished asking, don't start the settings without authorization." He said in a strong tone: "You must at least answer my question first—I Can you turn on the light?"

The face in the mirror replied, "Well... yes."

Feng Bujue touched the door, turned on the light switch, and then returned to the mirror and asked, "Okay, who are you? Sato?"

"Ah?" The face in the mirror was stunned by the question, "Who is Sato?"

"Alien Sato." Feng Bujue said in a natural tone: "The commander of the dinosaur team (oerRanger), that face in the glass pillar." He said three short sentences in a row, but the other party was still the same. The face is inexplicable.

"Uh... I don't know what you're talking about..." the face stammered back.

"Forget it." Feng Bujue interrupted rudely again: "It's okay if you haven't watched it, but the theme song is very brainwashing, and it's hard to clear it out of your mind after hearing it."

"That... I'm the assistant of the 'boss', Magic Mirror." Somehow the magic mirror didn't realize it, and could only try to bring the topic back on track.

"Oh, so your body is the face in the mirror, not the mirror itself." Feng Bujue replied.

"You can also say that..."

"Say... What's your relationship with Cangjingren (one of the three giants of Jinguang Puppet Show)?"

"Who is the hidden mirror man..."

"You can read my memory, but you don't know about the Dinosaur Team and the Hidden Mirror Man?" Feng Bujue asked suddenly.

It turned out that his seemingly nonsensical nonsense were all temptations.

The magic mirror replied: "I see only some extremely limited fragments, and I can't see all your memories."

"Hmm...Okay." Feng Bufee got the answer he wanted, felt confident, and said with a smile, "Now, you can talk about the third test." RS

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