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Chapter 63 Password Wooden Box

"In the worst case scenario, it can naturally be used to write a suicide note -" Zhang Ke glanced at the closed door and said, "Although the chance may be very small, can we write some letters for help and save the lives of others?"

It's being sent outside."

"The only connection between here and the outside is the bottom and crack of this door." Han Gang replied, "Since Sister Lan dares to lock us in here without even tying us up, it means that there is quite a distance outside the door.

It's very safe within the distance, and almost no outsiders will pass by. Even if you send the paper out through the crack in the door, she will only take it away."

"You are right." Zhang Ke said thoughtfully, "But that's good, we have a way to communicate with Sister Lan - or in other words, a way to deceive her."

"Are you saying that you deliberately wrote something on the paper that is not true?"

"Well, for example, I can write that you are about to die and have lost your mind. If Sister Lan doesn't want you to die, she will definitely take certain measures." Zhang Ke said:

"In the best case scenario, she will enter here with her guard down, while we will stay dormant and take her down in one fell swoop."

"However, this is based on the condition that she will come nearby from time to time to check the situation - at present, it seems more like she has left us here to fend for ourselves." Han Gang poured a basin of cold water.

"Yes, she has not appeared nearby until now, and has never explained the situation to us. The strategy of using her to escape can be put aside for the time being." Zhang Ke did not get into an argument with the other party, but observed calmly.

Objects on the table:

"In addition to paper and pen, there seem to be some photos on the table - the edges are yellowed, but the clarity is pretty good."

He picked up the small pile of photos pinned together by paper clips on the table and started flipping the pages one by one.

In the Internet and electronic age, almost most people no longer develop and print photos.

After all, you can see high-resolution pictures as soon as you open the phone, and you can zoom in or out as you like. It's much more convenient than stuffing them one by one in a photo album.

In addition, these photos are slightly yellowed and have some slight water stains on the edges. It seems that like the draft paper next to them, they have been buried in this dark environment for a long time, right?

"Isn't this Sister Lan herself... Although she looks a little younger and her hairstyle is not that weird." Han Gang watched from the side and complained, "Although she doesn't look old now, the photo

It looks too normal."

Indeed, the woman in the photo does not have the bangs that almost cover her eyes. Instead, she wears a youthful ponytail, and the smile on her face is as bright as an ordinary girl's.

It can be seen that she was not born so spooky, and I don't know what happened in these years to make her temperament change so much that she is completely different from the other person.

"Who... is this old man? Is he her father?" Zhang Ke pointed at the man in the picture who was holding young Sister Lan's shoulders, making the same V gesture with his right hand, and smiling brightly.

"I don't know. I don't know Sister Lan's family background, but from the appearance, there seems to be some similarity?" Han Gang pondered carefully for a while, and then suddenly said:

"Wait a minute, this old man doesn't look Chinese - at least not 100% pure blood."

"Hmm... His eyebrows and nose bridge, especially the concave and convex contours of his face, are more like Europeans." Zhang Ke also agreed, "It's just that his eyes are pure black. As for his hair, it can't be seen because it has turned white.

judge."

"In other words, Sister Lan's father or grandfather is a foreign mixed-race Chinese?" Han Gang thought about it carefully, but found that he seemed to know nothing about her past. "But by the time it was passed down to her generation, her appearance had almost changed.

He’s not coming out anymore.”

"There seems to be nothing else on the table. I hope I can find some useful props in the drawer——"

Zhang Ke flipped through the drawers on his desk, but most of them were disappointingly empty, except for a wooden box lying quietly in the bottom drawer.

"What is this?" Zhang Ke took out the small wooden box with some excitement, and vaguely heard the collision of objects inside - obviously, there was some prop hidden in it.

It's just that the lid of the wooden box cannot be opened at all - or in other words, there is no place for him to open it. The upper lid has completely sunk into the surrounding gaps and fits so tightly that even a fingernail cannot get in, let alone

I want to pry it open.

"This seems to be a cryptex."

Han Gang looked at the object in Zhang Ke's hand and noticed that at the bottom of the box, there were twelve small raised buttons arranged side by side, like a series of piano keys, which seemed to be able to be pressed hard.

"Are you talking about these little buttons?" Zhang Ke gently pressed one of them. Sure enough, the button was embedded in the box and made a slight click, but there was no subsequent movement.

"Yes, otherwise why would you design so many useless buttons?" Han Gang said, "I'm afraid it is necessary to press some of the buttons according to a certain pattern and arrange them correctly before the top cover of the box can be opened.

"

"There is obviously something hidden in this box." Zhang Ke weighed it and said, "It's quite heavy, like something similar to a cylinder or a long strip."

"No matter what it is, it is hidden in the box with a lot of attention. It must have some special meaning." Han Gang said, "And it was deliberately placed on the desk behind us. Could it be..."

"Is this a tip that Sister Lan deliberately left for us?" Zhang Ke immediately understood Han Gang's guess, "Indeed, there is nothing in the other drawers, only this one contains a password box with props. What do you think?

It's like... they want us to crack it."

"But what is she planning?" Han Gang was puzzled by this point. "If there is indeed something in the box, a very important prop for us to break through the current situation, then what is the significance of her series of actions?

?Since you have decided to lock us up, why are you deliberately leaving some reminders?"

"When you put it like that, it feels a bit like an escape room game - although it's not that simple." Zhang Ke said with a wry smile, "Could it be that Sister Lan was too lonely living alone, so she left the underground storage room

They changed it into a secret room and deliberately caught the two of us in. You want to see how we escape for fun, right?"

"Are there such strange people in the world?" Han Gang asked, but then he remembered Sister Lan's usual behaviors, and couldn't help but whispered, "As for that crazy woman, nothing she does is strange."

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