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Chapter one hundred and eighty death fantasy (thirteen)

"Tick, tick..."

There was a sound of dripping water in the damp corridor, which seemed to come from the other end of the corridor. The interval between two drips was not long. It sounded like the sound of a leaking faucet. In this dark environment,

On the contrary, it's a little scary.

"I don't know what the freezing point of that purple liquid is, but the freezing point of water is zero. Is this common sense?"

Jian Yan immediately noticed something was wrong the moment she heard the sound of dripping water: "With the current temperature, will there still be liquid water?"

"Perhaps it dripped from a water pipe with a high temperature somewhere?" Hai Wuya asked tentatively, "The temperature is less than minus ten degrees, so it's not as exaggerated as the dripping water turning into ice in the Northeast."

"No, Brother Hai, you have to remember that we are on a train, not a hotel," Tanlang explained: "In this kind of space, if it can produce the effect you mentioned, then there must be a stable

Water source and heating equipment... But if you look at such a narrow corridor and a space as big as your palm, where should this equipment be placed? It can’t be outside the carriage, right?"

Listening to these words, Banxia instantly imagined the scene described by Tanlang: "Yes, I have a sense of the picture..."

"Isn't that just a cement truck? It holds a big can." Jian Jian said, and the four of them came to a double door again.

He stretched out his hand to open the door, but he didn't expect that it actually opened directly, and it wasn't even locked in the middle.

"This..." Hai Wuya felt something was wrong, but in the end he didn't say anything and took the lead and walked over.

It was still the old rule, only after Hai Wuya confirmed his personal safety, the other three people could pass through the double doors.

Without any danger, the four people quickly passed through the cramped and damp corridor and arrived at the carriage - A2, which was only one door away from the main control room.

Compared with the previous carriages, the temperature in this section is obviously worse. If the previous temperature was the limit that the human body can bear, then the temperature here has already exceeded the carrying capacity of the human body.

I briefly checked my health, and fortunately, I was not affected by this extremely harsh environment.

The room in front of me has no decorations. Yes, it literally means it is an empty house. It is a "house with bare walls" in the true sense.

"It's really evil, there's nothing?" Hai Wuya said as he walked: "Tsk, it always feels weird."

"That's right, it's weird," Jian Yi said calmly: "This script has come so far, and I'm not surprised when a Kodak duck who delivers food to me sneaks out in front of me. It's completely a script written by a crazy lunatic."

"You have the nerve to say that the author of this script is a lunatic..." Ban Xia had an inexplicable desire to complain, "You and him are just the same!"

Several people quickly crossed the room and headed straight for the final passage leading to the main control room A1.

Time is running out.

This is the countless time they have faced the double doors. Seeing another door here, Jian Jian even feels like a trance, as if he has arrived here countless times.

"It's strange, the sound of dripping water still keeps coming, but where is the source?"

"The sound is right above our heads," Jian Jian looked up at the ceiling, but couldn't see anything he wanted there, "but there's nothing."

"It can't be an auditory hallucination..." Banxia frowned and said, "By the way, is there a lock on this door?"

Hai Wuya, who was checking the door lock, sighed: "Yes, but it's the kind of lock that requires a key, T-shaped."

"Key lock?" Banxia repeated, and breathed: "Have you encountered it before?"

Hearing this, Jian Yi remained silent, seeming to be thinking about something, so she did not answer.

On the side, Hai Wuya and Greedy Wolf both shook their heads, saying that they had never seen this thing before.

"The key now is not the key, but the box."

Jian Jian suddenly raised his head and broke the silence in the carriage. His stern voice seemed to have no warmth: "There are no direct clues for investigation in the two carriages, and we have four boxes on hand... Does this mean that, in fact,

The key is in our hands?"

Why is this guy so serious all of a sudden... This guy named Jian actually doesn't get sick anymore, Banxia even feels a little uncomfortable.

Your whole personality has changed, okay?

"What Brother Jian said makes sense," Tanlang took out the box in his hand, "There are four digits on the box. If combined with the modern or modern script background, maybe the four digits represent a year?"

"Year?" Hai Wuya raised his wrist to look at his watch. There were still eleven minutes before the bomb detonated. "Actually, this script does not provide any time, even a rough year..."

However, not only did Jian Yi have no disappointed expression at all, but the smile on his face grew stronger: "Brother Hai, have you forgotten... do we still have a usable electronic device here?"

"Electronic equipment...you mean that computer?" Hai Wuya's expression changed, and he suddenly understood Jian Yan's idea, "I'm going to take a look now."

Banxia and Jian Yi exchanged glances, and then followed Hai Wuya and walked over.

Just like the clues they deduced from the wind chimes and the empty cabin in the A3 carriage, being alone means danger.

No matter how much manpower is wasted by two people, it is always safer than going alone.

In the huge A2 carriage, only Jian Yi and Tanlang were left.

After a moment of silence, Tanlang stared at the former with a complicated expression, seeming to sense that something was wrong with him: "Brother Jian... what do you mean by deliberately pushing them away...?"

"I suspect there is a mole," Jian Yan replied briefly, but this short answer was not surprising. "At present, it seems that among the four of us, you can be trusted... and you are the only one who can be trusted."

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"How do you say this?"

It's not that Greedy Wolf never thought that one of the four players might have received the mole mission, but because the four of them were present at the same time just now, he didn't raise this point of view.

And now the simple two unlocks have reduced the time for them to solve the problem by nearly ten minutes... If he is a mole, there is no need to even destroy it, just messing it up is enough to make other players fail the game.

"I'm just saying that I don't rule out this possibility, but maybe it's just a wrong guess..."

Jian Jian shrugged and said seriously: "If the wind chimes were hung up by one of our own, then everything would make sense. However, this script is obviously not as simple as we thought, so I did not send them away to find out the culprit."

, I just want to tell you, the only person I currently trust... We absolutely cannot be in the real world now."

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