"Old dog, you are quite smart." Amu's face suddenly sank.

"Of course... I'm very smart at the critical moment." Old Lu showed an ugly smile on his face.

"I really hope your teammates can see your face." Amu took out five "Tao" from his arms and scattered it on the ground like feeding pigeons.

Old Lu hurriedly lay on the ground and picked up the "Tao" one by one, and then put it in his pocket.

"Hehe...my teammates will understand me." Lao Lu patted the dust on his hands, "I have reminded them that "I am very smart at critical moments." They themselves did not expect me to betray me, and I can't do anything about it."

Amu showed a smiley expression and handed the locked box together with the golden key to Lao Lu.

"Then the next thing will be left to you."

...

The "recipient" room on the other side.

Qi Xia was sitting on a chair, closing her eyes to rest.

"Is the prisoner's dilemma?" he murmured to himself, "No, it should be the "bucket law"..."

"The weakest member of the team will determine the overall strength of the team..." Qi Xia's fingers slightly hit the table, and his mind was timed, "But which "board" belongs to our bucket..."

"The "spy" of both sides should have met with the "sender"." He still closed his eyes and simulated the scene of the meeting between the two sides as much as possible in his mind.

"About ten minutes have passed, our "spy" has not sent the letter, which means that Lin Qi's lobbying has failed. After all, there is no reason for women in love to kill their lovers with their own hands."

“As for the other side…”

Qi Xia opened her eyes and reached out to play with the silver key on the table.

"Old Lu is likely to have rebelled."

His face gradually became colder and he spoke, "From now on, the other party will have the help of two "spy" at the same time, and things are moving towards the worst."

"The good news is that the "Bucket Law" has officially expired, and there are no longer any shortcomings in our team." Qi Xia slowly showed a hint of sneer, "The next one is the "MiG-25 effect."

At this moment, a word suddenly came from the door: "When the former Soviet Union built the MiG-25 fighter jet, all the accessories were not as good as the United States, but they could improve their comprehensive performance and make it a world-class fighter jet. This is the "MiG-25 effect", right?"

Qi Xia turned her head and looked at him, "spy" Jiang Ruoxue was standing outside the door, looking at him expressionlessly.

She held a box in her hand, and the box was locked.

"Do you think the "MiG-25 effect" is correct?" Jiang Ruoxue asked.

"I'm not sure." Qi Xia said with a expressionless face, "I'm not sure whether my "parts" are easy to use now, but as soon as you appear, all my doubts disappear."

"I made you realize it as soon as I appeared? Then you are such a genius that was rare in a century." Jiang Ruoxue put the box on the table in front of Qi Xia with a little ridiculous sarcasm, "Let me please use your "MiG-25 effect" to open this box."

Qi Xia looked at the box carefully, and the golden lock locked it firmly.

He tried it with the silver key at hand, but it couldn't be opened at all.

He picked up the box again and shook it gently, and he heard the "rustling" sound.

Have faith.

"What's the name?" Qi Xia asked.

"Jiang Ruoxue."

"Jiang Ruoxue, have you smashed the key just now?" Qi Xia asked.

"Do you think your teammates will give me the key?" Jiang Ruoxue wrapped his hands together, as if he was watching a good show. "Does people like you think they are smart and can't open the box without the key?"

"She didn't give you the key, that's great." Qi Xia raised her lips and said to Jiang Ruoxue, "Did you hear it just now?"

"Heard? What did you hear?"

"The sound of footsteps," said Qi Xia, "The sound insulation of this old hotel is not good. Before you move, you should have heard footsteps?"

"So what?" Jiang Ruoxue curled his lips, "The only ones who can move in the entire building are me and that old man, so it's not surprising that there are footsteps."

"But why did he set out earlier than you?" Qi Xia knocked on the table and looked at Jiang Ruoxue with a little deeper meaning, "Why did our "spy" set out as soon as possible?"

"You..." Jiang Ruoxue was stunned, as if he had thought of something.

"How likely do you have to survive in this game?" Qi Xia kept knocking on the table, trying to break through the opponent's psychological defense with words. "If your team cooperates with our "spy", do you still have a chance of winning?"

"I understand." Jiang Ruoxue's eyes gradually became colder, "You can't open the box, so you turn your target to me? Wouldn't it be too naive to do this?"

Qi Xia nodded and said, "Have you seen through this?"

"Don't try to bewitch me." Jiang Ruoxue took a step back, "I absolutely cannot believe you."

Qi Xia stopped talking, but looked at her fingers knocking on the table.

"It's almost time..." He murmured to himself, "Let me verify whether the "parts" are easy to use..."

Before Jiang Ruoxue could understand the meaning of this sentence, noisy shouts suddenly came from another corridor.

It sounds like someone is fighting.

It’s a pity that I’m a little far away and can’t hear the specific content clearly.

"Very good, it's a "high-quality part." Qi Xia stopped hitting the table with her fingers, but instead stood up slowly and said, "Ms. Jiang, if you promised to cooperate with us just now, the ending would be completely different, but now there is no chance. You are just "supply parts."

"Ha, it's really interesting." Jiang Ruoxue shook his head helplessly, "Then I want to see how you can get the letter."

Qi Xia had no way to open the lock.

Instead, he picked up his silver lock and locked it on the box.

At this time, the box has two locks at the same time.

"Are you already mentally ill?" Jiang Ruoxue asked, "Another lock is to "negate negative and get positive"?"

"I'm mentally ill? There's really a possibility." Qi Xia picked up the box and stuffed it to Jiang Ruoxue, "I'll help me send it back to the "sender."

"What?!" Jiang Ruoxue was stunned.

Send these two locked boxes back to the "sender"?

"So that's how it is..." She was shocked in an instant and directly understood Qi Xia's plan, "You, wait a moment..."

Before the other party could finish, Qi Xia pushed her out of the room and locked the door.

Jiang Ruoxue stepped into the corridor and the countdown on the wall lit up for three minutes.

She was holding the box at this moment with a complicated expression.

If I had known that the other party was such a person, I should have just pretended to agree...

When we arrived at the corridor, the sound of the other corridor became clear and audible.

Jiang Ruoxue came to her senses and slowly lay on the wall to listen.

After a while, her expression became solemn.

Amu sounded very angry, and he kept shouting: "You old dog actually destroyed the key?"
Chapter completed!