0098 Chapter 3: The Unbelievable Kidnapping Case (Section 8)
Well, the hypothetical consequences of falling from a building may seem alarming, but the only practical significance may be that there is no way to escape from the trapped situation through the window. So the problem is still the same...
"What should we do now?" the doctor asked Zhen Cheng. This guy who gave off a calm and sophisticated look seemed to have none of the doubts others had about Zhen Cheng, or the problem of losing face.
"Now that we have a hint, of course we have to find what the hint indicates." Before Zhen Cheng could say anything, the martial arts coach said first, "We need to find someone. He may be hiding in this room..."
This sentence immediately made everyone shiver, but other than that it made no sense. Everyone was originally looking for clues in the room, how could they ignore a living person?
At this moment, Zhen Cheng suddenly snapped his fingers: "There are a lot of children's homework and graffiti on these scrap papers, right?"
The moment she saw the prompt, she thought like the coach that she needed to hunt or hide something, but this was obviously meaningless.
In other words, under this assumption, "hide and seek" is not enough to be called a prompt. Then, the prompt may not refer to participating in the activity of "hide and seek", but a further extension...
"So?" the martial arts coach asked: "You want to say that what we are looking for is a child who is hiding?"
Knowing that Zhen Cheng didn't mean it this way, he still explained it in a horrifying way, seeming to be impressed by the look of a junior high school student who was so frightened that his face turned pale.
"Usually only children play hide-and-seek games. And if you want to play in such a narrow room, where you can hide people..." Zhen Cheng ignored the coach's interruption and looked around the room with his eyes.
With.
"Here." The masked young lady called before Zhen Cheng. She squatted down and squeezed under the desk on the left side of the door.
Among the four sets of modular beds, only this set of furniture cannot be completely placed against the wall due to the heating, leaving a narrow gap between the desk door and the wall. A thinner child can barely squeeze in.
The red-haired man stretched out his slender arms and groped behind the cabinet door for a while. When he took his hand back, there were indeed two pages stapled together by a stapler. There was also dried chewing gum stuck to them, which seemed to be attached to the desk.
back.
Zhen Cheng adjusted the strong light on her mobile phone to a brightness that was easy for reading, and everyone crowded around to watch:
“We must record a lot of necessary information in life in a coded manner, otherwise certain daily behaviors that are difficult to completely avoid will cause our cognition to be deciphered by [them] and bring unpredictable distortions to reality.
Experiments have proven that after simple logical encryption, [they] will not be able to understand reality and distort it.
We are all likely to randomly forget some of the simplest spatial memories after taking drugs, so for everyone's personal safety, every citizen is obliged to keep this file properly."
The above is the entire cover content. Turning back, you can see that two or three pages have been torn out in the middle, and the last page reads:
“Rules regarding the merging of residential areas with related experimental areas:
The dormitories of the experimenters and their families - living area - the dormitories of the first batch of citizens who participated in the experiment - the laboratory - the dormitories of the second batch of citizens who participated in the experiment - office - weapons depot.
Starting from the dormitories of the central experimenters and their families, each type of room is identified by the letters that are subordinate to the former. Citizens are asked to remember the order and confirm the room letters when moving before opening the door to avoid accidentally entering the dangerous area."
When one problem is solved, more problems arise.
What does the code mean? What does the distortion of reality mean? Why do citizens take medicine? Why do people lose their memory after taking medicine? What behaviors allow [they] to distort reality, and [they]... who are they?
What followed was more flaws than problems.
If the "Hidden Place" existed in the real world, what kind of institution would arrange the eating, living, and work of citizens, researchers, and subjects on the same floor?
If "The Hidden Place" is just a puzzle game that exists independently and has prompts to meet specific rules, then why are there so many scene backgrounds that seem self-justifying and have nothing to do with the puzzle itself?
The information Zhen Cheng knew before was only very peripheral information about the "Hidden Place". She even looked through some information at home just out of curiosity. She never thought that she would be involved in something like being struck by lightning.
Probabilistic events.
So the information in front of her made her feel a little confused.
"A little reminder," the short-haired woman seemed to see through Zhen Cheng's hesitation, and said with a malicious smile: "The 'hidden place' you talk about is essentially a game, but it must also be reality."
Most people were confused after hearing this, but Zhen Cheng's pupils shrank slightly. Although she still can't trust this short-haired sister who obviously has an unknown origin, this assumption can really solve her problem if it is established.
Troubles in:
"This used to be an institution similar to a laboratory. For some reasons that we still have no clues about, we are always facing threats from [them].
[They] can obtain intelligence through "certain daily behaviors that are difficult to completely avoid" and distort the rules of reality accordingly. Laboratory members have studied and discovered a way to crack this anomaly, which is to record space-related information through codes.
It is not expressed directly.
But [they] seemed to have finally found a way to bypass the code and distort reality, so we saw the space outside the window that was closed up and down, and the airtight corridor that seemed to have no living people left at all?
If that's the case... then every door here should have a letter number on it!" As soon as Zhen Cheng's slightly excited voice finished, the red-haired lady stood outside the door and gave the answer:
"It's [C]!" She raised her head and squinted her eyes. "There is indeed a letter number above the door frame, but the light is too dim and it is difficult to notice it because it is covered by dust and stains."
Zhen Cheng chased after him, and sure enough he found a small "C" above the door, which was not easy to find.
Following the strong lighting and focusing his gaze on the wall, Zhen Cheng also noticed some details that had been overlooked before.
This corridor as a whole looks very dirty and old. The layers of stains on the walls are not clear whether they were splashed with sewage or the blood stains left by someone. They are mixed with layers of dust and are no longer distinguishable. In contrast, at the end of the corridor,
The graffitied door looks like it doesn’t come from a different era.
In contrast, the dust in the room that had been abandoned for more than ten years and the still intact paper seemed to form a paradox.
Is it possible that the same different rules exist between indoors and corridors as outside the window?