One hundred and seventy-three chapters death fantasy (six)
"Ahem..."
Jian Yan coughed in the smoke and reached out to open the toilet door.
A few seconds passed after the door opened, and the smoke quickly dispersed without much sign of residue.
The dust dispersed, and there was an open door in front of him.
"Oh, it's really open?"
Jian Yi sneezed and then stepped forward to take a look at the condition of the wash basin:
There was a big hole under the pool, and it was impossible to open it for a while. Fortunately, there was no leakage, so there was no need for repairs.
He looked at the sink opposite, and in front of him was a small metal box that had just popped out of the sink.
"How's it going? Are you okay?"
Hearing a familiar voice, Jian Yan knew without even looking that it was Banxia who was closest to him and rushed over quickly: "Did you just explode here?"
"Almost..."
Jian Jian said as he showed the box he just received to Ban Xia: "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life."
[Name: Tin Box]
[Type: plot related]
[Quality: Legend]
[Explanation: A small box with a five-digit code lock hanging on it. Once it is forcibly opened, there is a high probability that the items in the box will be damaged. Players are advised to use it with caution. 】
[Can the script be brought out: No]
[Note: Don’t look at it, it’s just an ordinary box...]
"Wait a minute, let's not talk about how you got it...the quality of this box is legendary?"
Banxia looked up at Jian Jian opposite in surprise: "Is this correct?"
"This is also what surprises me. How can this thing have the quality of a legend... It doesn't look like a carrier of magical power..."
Jian Jian also didn't understand. He held the box and looked at it for a moment: "Actually, this box can't bring out the script, so... maybe it has some special meaning?"
"Hmm...maybe."
Ban Xia paused and asked again: "Have you finished searching this room?"
"Not yet, or I just found the question," Jian Yi shrugged, "Before the box is opened, the answer is still far away. Where are you?"
"No clue..."
She was originally a combat player. Like Hai Wuya, she rarely participated in such scenarios. However, she was more playful and didn't care about winning or losing, so she was often active in major puzzle scenarios...
After briefly explaining the situation, Banxia quickly returned to the A6 carriage. Her investigation had just made progress, but she never expected that the simple investigation would be so fast.
"It seems that the A5 and A4 over there can't hear the movement on my side at all..."
After bidding Banxia farewell, Jian Yi sat on the sofa and muttered to himself: "Logically speaking, with this length, you should be able to hear it... Could it be that you are too lazy to come over?"
It's a bit unreasonable.
There are not many clues in the room now, and it's hard to tell where the key information to open the box is.
Although the script was developed not long ago, compared to the previous real-life scripts that were full of blood, this time "Train" has an inexplicable sense of dissonance.
It's like...playing hide-and-seek with a child is childish.
The puzzles are too deliberate, as if they are solved for the sake of solving them. The puzzles are similar to many vulgar scripted killers or escape rooms, and it is not even possible to tell what the author's intention is...
Is it to cater to "reasoning", or do you want to be linked to "Agatha Christie"?
Hard to say.
Simply stand up and imagine yourself observing the room from God's perspective.
He opened the curtains and tried to pull the glass window, but it was exactly what the man said: the window was locked and there was no way to get out, and it was pitch black outside and nothing could be seen.
"You actually have the financial resources to buy an entire train and main line... With this kind of power, is it necessary to torture people like this?"
He tried to hit the glass with his elbow, but obviously, the glass was harder than he thought. It was a thickened version of tempered glass. Not only was it hard, but the sound insulation effect was also very good, even if there were pedestrians on the roadside by chance.
When I saw it, I just saw a passenger drawing something with his teeth and claws... At best, he could be regarded as a lunatic.
Furthermore, it is impossible for this kind of special train to pass through residential areas, and it is simply impossible to escape by relying on external forces.
Jian Yi closed the curtains again: "If it were me... just hire a few killers to drag these guys who have a grudge against me to the basement, where they will be tortured by the Eighteenth Party Congress... Why bother to play with these ants?"
What mystery game?”
The organizer is a complete freak, even a lunatic.
However, these four people are also big-hearted and don’t want to think about why they can get a reward of 200,000 pounds for playing a reasoning game...
There is no free lunch in the world.
He simply opened the sofa, and suddenly a burst of dust rose up from below, making him cough.
It hasn't been opened in a long time.
He didn't even need to look to know that there was actually nothing down there. If something was really hidden, there wouldn't be so much dust deposited there.
Sure enough, there was nothing.
The table in front of me was similar. There were some fancy patterns printed on the glass surface, but they looked meaningless.
Obviously, the script restricts the players to only make a fuss about the bomb itself. This is to imply that the players... don't use their brains.
Apart from lifting the floor, there were obviously no clues here. I briefly checked the condition of the rear door of the A7 compartment, closed the door and walked straight into the A6 compartment where Banxia was.
The corridor is still the same, with dim lights and swaying wind chimes.
Wait, wind chimes?
Jian Yan walked forward and stared at the wind chime hanging aside for a long time.
Is it necessary to install wind chimes in the train?
Is your train an open-top vehicle?
He twisted the wind chime and looked at it for a moment, then said to himself: "This thing...why does it feel like a domestic product?"
There is a golden-blue deer at the top of the small wind chime, and something like a round bell hangs below it. If you look closely, it is a small silver ball.
There is a small blue trumpet hanging on the hind legs of the deer. There is a heart stick under the deer. There are six small sticks around the heart stick. There is also a small silver metal fish hanging under each of the six sticks. It says
'There is more than enough every year' in four big green characters.
It is exactly the same as the wind chimes hung in homes to ward off evil spirits in the last century.
No matter how you look at it, this thing appearing in a train with a completely European setting... the sense of violation is too strong.
"Tsk, why didn't you notice when I just passed by..."
Jian Jian frowned and replayed the scene when he just walked through the corridor in his mind.
