0125 Chapter 3: The Unbelievable Kidnapping Case (Section 35)
The red-haired girl nodded and motioned for Zhen Cheng to continue. This time she followed Zhen Cheng's train of thought.
"Among these three people, we must first eliminate the junior high school student. His [goal] is to kill me. If he still needs to [protect] me at the same time, it will cause a loophole in the rules of the game.
After that, there are only two options left: myself and the firefighter. In comparison, the possibility that I need to protect myself will be smaller.
Because the so-called 'guarding' in 'this game' has no practical significance so far, apart from serving as a condition for unlocking the final 'truth'.
Under this condition, if the person I want to 'protect' is myself, it means that I can open a Class F room with my own weapons. Under the competition rules, I have a huge advantage over others.
But no matter what, as long as you try it, you will definitely find the answer."
As Zhen Cheng spoke, the two of them had already walked to a closed F-type door. The crooked carvings on the door showed:
“The sacrifice of the least fortunate opens the door.”
Seeing this reminder, Zhen Cheng sighed deeply without any surprise. If anyone said that this reminder refers to someone else, she would never believe it.
She has no confidence in the number of people killed, nor does she have the confidence to compare the amount of alcohol, bragging, or madness; even if the prompt on the door asks for the ultimate in IQ or family background, Zhen Cheng will think about it for a while before making a judgment. But if it is
Talking about the degree of unlucky...
Miss Thirteen is so confident.
The red-haired sister stepped forward, carefully pricked the belly of Zhen Cheng's finger, squeezed out a drop of blood as big as the tip of a needle on the door, and then immediately put the finger into her mouth and sucked gently.
This prick cleverly avoided the nerve, and the pain was not even as painful as the physical examination. Then the warm and soft touch of the tip of the tongue wrapped around the finger made Zhen Cheng blush slightly.
She couldn't help but twitch her lips when she compared the guy in front of her with his forearm, which was covered in blood and stained with blood, and still exposed with bone stubble.
Fortunately, the method used to open this door seemed to be purely occult ritual methods. Just a drop of blood really opened the door.
But compared to these, Zhen Cheng noticed one detail. That is, this young lady not only knows herself in reality, but even has a good understanding of herself.
When the other party revealed her identity from the beginning and then secretly cared for and protected her, and was even willing to sacrifice herself to help her, Zhen Cheng was just guessing at the idea that "this person knew her".
In addition, there are various possibilities, such as she was secretly sent by her family to protect herself; for example, there are human factors involved in her being involved in the secret space, and the red-haired sister's behavior to protect herself is a secret game played by the forces behind the scenes.
s method;
Another example...maybe she is a good person to begin with, or maybe I just happen to be the type she likes?
But the red-haired sister's action just now overturned all these assumptions.
When she saw the description "worst luck" on the door, she went straight to collect her own blood without any hesitation or inquiry.
Not many people know that "Thirteenth Miss Zhen is a great detective". After all, the circle of detectives is not big. If not, Miss Zhen, who loves to be in the limelight, would not have to think about becoming a star all the time.
Even so, it wouldn't be too strange to occasionally meet Zhen Cheng, a passerby who knows his identity as a famous detective. However, there are too few people who understand his "bad luck".
It is impossible for people who have not been together day and night and lived together for a long time to feel firsthand what a heaven-defying buff the Zhen family's "bad luck" is.
In other words, there may be other reasons behind her kindness towards him, but she must have understood his affairs very well in the original world, much deeper than she imagined...
The door opened, and the strong light from a flashlight entered. Zhen Cheng saw an amulet floating in the middle of the room.
This little thing, half the size of a palm, was made roughly. It was bulging with something unknown, and it gave off a faint smell of smoke, like the incense used in temples. There were also four words on it crookedly: Safe entry and exit.
"Whose 'weapon' does this belong to?" the red-haired sister behind asked, with a smile in her voice.
Zhen Cheng didn't answer immediately, and there were several black lines on her face. She felt that this thing might really correspond to her.
Bad luck, so you need an amulet...
It's not very lethal, but very insulting.
In any case, Zhen Cheng took this ghost thing into his hands. He tried swinging it a few times, and then threw it towards the wall.
The amulet rolled miserably to the ground and collected dust, but nothing strange happened.
"Do you have any obvious feelings when using your own special weapon?" Zhen Cheng asked.
The red-haired girl tapped her mask with her index finger and thought, and after a while she replied: "Well... after firing the first shot, although I was very familiar with the structure of this weapon and knew that I had to reload the ammunition before I could continue to use it, at that time
Inexplicably, I felt very sure that I could continue firing.
If you ask this...when the firefighters swung the axes and the doctors used the scalpels, didn't they show the slightest doubt about the abnormal destructive power of the things in their hands?
In my opinion, they should be like me in emergency situations, subconsciously feeling the specialness of the things in their hands without knowing it."
"As expected, then this thing is not my weapon," for some reason, Zhen Cheng breathed out happily: "In this case, it can only be my [Guardian]. In other words, send me out of the dark world.
The key to the door."
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Ten minutes later, the two of them were sitting at the end of the dark and lightless corridor, as if they were mourning for their heirs.
"It seems that we still need to proceed as planned," a sighing voice came from behind the mask: "Don't blame yourself, I think there is nothing wrong with your reasoning, but you are just unlucky.
In the current situation, I estimate that your [Target] is me, and the [Guardian] is the guy who escaped alive just now.
The rules mention that unlocking the truth requires the sacrifice of the [Guardian], so even if you get the right item, the guy's survival will ruin your possibility of choosing the black exit."
Obviously, the amulet did not help her open the way through the black painted door as Zhen Cheng expected.
Not only that, during this period they even tried to use every prop they could find, every blood on the bodies of those involved, and their own blood to trigger the two red and black "safety exits" respectively.
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But everything is of no avail. The truth is just as the red-haired girl said, if she is not killed, Zhen Cheng will be trapped in this corridor and die. This chapter has been completed!