"mag..." Feng Bujue read out the six letters engraved on the back of the dentures, "Hmm...are these the dentures used by Magneto?" he said half-jokingly. <-"
He put the dentures into his pocket, took out the soap and small wooden comb, and checked the description of the items again.
[Name: Dirty Soap]
[Type: plot related]
[Quality: Ordinary]
[Function: unknown]
[Can the script be brought out: Yes]
[Remarks: It is shoddy and the workmanship is very crude.]
"Soap, like this pair of dentures, can bring out the script..." Feng Bujue said thoughtfully.
[Name: Wooden Comb]
[Type: plot related]
[Quality: Ordinary]
[Function: unknown]
[Can the script be brought out: No]
[Note: An ordinary small wooden comb, it looks like it has been used for some years]
"But this comb and the candle that has been stuck in the middle of the iron bar cannot bring out the script." Feng Bujue pondered.
At present, he doesn't know if this can bring out the difference in attributes of the script. Maybe it is just an insignificant thing, but he still silently noted it down.
As mentioned earlier, Feng Bujue's brain is like an organized attic. He knows where to find what he needs. Different information has different priorities, and useless garbage is swept out.
When playing such a high-intensity decryption script, he would place everything he saw in front of him in the middle of the attic and keep it visible at any time. It was like a web of clues intertwined with information, and the reasoning was here.
The web is being built continuously. As more information is obtained, countless hypotheses will expand, making the web larger and larger. Until he solves those problems one by one, the web will shrink again and finally converge to one point.
At this moment, the network of clues in Feng Bujue's mind has opened up. Like many of the best detectives in novels, he has a magical intuition... He can vaguely feel that these items that can bring out the script,
Perhaps it's the few wires that connect to the core of the clue network.
"Magnet... Magnet..." While Feng Bujue was thinking, he had put all the trivial plot items at hand into his pockets.
Then, he took out the pipe wrench again and started testing.
It was a very simple test. He just used a pipe wrench to look for magnetic objects.
Feng Bujue first held the pipe wrench in his hand, raised it a few inches above the pile of garbage on the ground, and slowly moved it around. If there were magnets or other things mixed in, it should be sucked up. Or the pipe wrench would be sucked up.
Suck it in, but nothing.
"Well, it's not surprising that the answer and the hint are not in the same place." He showed a noncommittal expression, stood up, and walked towards Cell No. 1.
Next, he was going to try the iron doors of those cells. His speculation was that maybe a certain door, or a certain part of the door, was magnetic. If after trying all six doors
If he couldn't find it, he was going to go back to cell zero to try his luck. If it still didn't work, he would have to conduct a carpet search again, using the pipe wrench as a magnetic radar, sticking to every inch of the wall and floor.
Find where the magnet source is.
After all the above steps are completed. If you still haven't found something similar to a magnet, then there is only one way left, which is to reconsider the meaning of the prompt "mag".
Five minutes later, the iron doors of the first three cells were non-magnetic. Feng Bujue even reached into the food delivery port and used a pipe wrench to probe the small patch of ground inside the door, but still to no avail.
When he arrived at the door of Cell No. 4, Feng Bujue followed the usual routine of searching from top to bottom and began to search slowly. This time, when the pipe wrench moved to the small iron window above the iron door, there was a sudden reaction.
Feng Bujue followed the feeling and quickly found the source of this magnetism, "Is it this one..."
Cell No. 4 is the same as other cells. There are five iron bars on the small window on the door. But the difference is that the iron bar in the middle of the window of Cell No. 4 has a
Magnetic.
Its magnetic force is not very strong, and it is not strong enough to attract the pipe wrench in Feng Bujue's hand without falling, but it is strong enough to cause the nearby metal objects to react.
This iron fence is about twenty centimeters long and about as thick as two fingers held together. If you look closer, you can notice that there are very serious rust stains on the upper and lower parts of the iron fence.
Feng Bujue tried to use a pipe wrench to clamp the upper section of the rust mark, and clamped it hard. After a few seconds, there was a bang, and the top section of the iron fence was pinched off. He followed the same method and cut the bottom section as well.
He broke it off, took off the middle section of the iron fence, and held it in his hand.
"So...I have now got a cylindrical magnet that is more than ten centimeters long." Feng Bujue said: "sowhat?"
In fact, what to do next is right in front of you...use a magnet to find the key.
Feng Bujue took the magnet again and sucked it over the garbage pile, thinking that he might be able to find pins, wires and other things (although he couldn't pry the door at all).
After failing, he returned to cell zero. The door of this cell could no longer be locked and could be opened and closed freely whether inside or outside.
Feng Bujue picked up the scraps of cloth on the ground and began to braid the rope. If Xiao Tan was to do this job, he would definitely be able to do it well. People use scalpels to make a living, so braiding rope is obviously a small case.
But Feng Bujue...he can do everything, but he's not good at this.
It's strange to say that he has a very smart mind, good patience, and stable hands, and can complete very fine work. But he is very weak at things like knitting and knotting. When he was a child, he learned to tie shoelaces for two months, and he wore them after he learned it.
I bought running shoes for a year, put them in and out, and a year later I forgot how to tie them...
Closer to home, it took Feng Bujue more than ten minutes to braid a piece of rope that was about two meters long and relatively strong. Although he consciously used cloth strips of similar material and length, the rope was still thick and weird...
…
He repeatedly confirmed the reliability of the rope, and even jumped on the rope for a while in the corridor... before he safely tied the magnet to one end of the cloth rope.
Then, like fishing, Feng Bujue threw the cloth rope and the magnet through the food delivery port, and then pulled it back. After about another twenty minutes, he confirmed the beds in the six cells.
There are no keys at the bottom or blind spots.
"Hmm... Could it be..." After countless failed attempts, his thoughts returned to a certain place.
"There is one thing that is not used in cell zero..." Feng Bujue walked all the way back: "And after the door is opened, you can return freely. This probably implies..." (To be continued.
