Bohemia put her feet up on her desk, holding a bag of potato chips from her subordinate's office, and eating them loudly; Descartes lay on the armrest of her chair, leaning back with her.
Hold your head and watch the live broadcast of the "Final Exam" themed game.
After asking to communicate with Lin Sanjiu, an entire wall of the office disappeared and was replaced by a brightly lit classroom. The "lens" of the picture was facing Lin Sanjiu; she was sitting at a desk at this time.
, staring at the test paper on the table, with a sad face. Looking from her side, she could also see rows of male and female students in white shirts. Everyone lowered their heads and concentrated, with pens rustling in their hands. The only one who didn't know that he was
Lin Sanjiu is probably the only one doing that.
She stared at her test paper with a dazed expression.
"She never went to school?" Descartes asked.
"I don't know if she has gone to school or not. She doesn't look very educated anyway."
Lin Sanjiu obviously heard it - she frowned on the screen, and just as she was about to raise her head to take a look, she was immediately stopped by a female voice in the distance: "No. 39! Don't look around. It's forbidden to look up during the exam!"
She bit her lip and reluctantly lowered her head again. She stared at the test paper for a while, but still didn't miss a word. She didn't know what the test questions were about. After a while, sweat gradually appeared on her forehead.
Bohemia couldn't see the content of her test paper, so even if she wanted to help, she couldn't help. What's more, she didn't want to help at all - looking around, she swallowed a mouthful of potato chips and complained to Lin Sanjiu: "This room
There are no weapons in the classroom, how can I open it for you? Oh, by the way, look for me, is there a ceiling fan on the ceiling of the classroom?"
For the victim to find a way to be killed on his own initiative, he would have to be a murderer as lazy as Bohemia. She saw Lin Sanjiu's eyebrows twitching, but she still didn't dare to raise her head, and she couldn't help but laugh, her voice full of laughter.
Somewhat cheerful: "...Why are you looking like this? Think about it, if you actively cooperate with me to give you the medicine, should this behavior be considered suicide? Kill two birds with one stone, not to mention you can control the situation on your own, don't you?
Really dead.”
Regardless of whether "cooperating with the ladle" is considered "suicide", anyway, Bohemia can achieve his goal first. As for Lin Sanjiu - anyway, even if this guy is out of the game, he still plans to stride towards it.
The stupid look in Zhenli's arms, she really didn't bother to care whether the other party could leave the game.
Lin Sanjiu lowered his head, not knowing whether he agreed to the proposal or not. He could only bite the tip of his pen and think hard about the test paper.
In the "Final Exam" game, she is a student who is under high-pressure control. Her actions are strictly restricted and she cannot go beyond the limits. In the game of Bohemia, "it is feasible as long as the law does not prohibit it"; and "Final Examination"
"Examination" is just the opposite - its rules are of the "white list" type. What Lin Sanjiu is allowed to do will be informed by the game NPC; outside this scope, she cannot do anything casually - even though she is just a
The students in the examination room actually seemed to be less free than the prisoners in Bohemia.
Bohemia waited for a while, but didn't get a reply, so she became impatient: "Let's do this. If you agree, just blink once. If you don't agree, blink twice quickly."
Lin Sanjiu bit her lip, hesitated for a few seconds, and blinked quickly.
"That's great! Is there a ceiling fan in the classroom? Yes, just blink."
She blinked again.
"Is it close to you? If I'm close, blink once. If I'm far, blink twice. If you don't know...if you don't know, just stare for a while."
Lin Sanjiu opened her eyes hard and didn't dare to blink for a while. Bohemia chewed the potato slices slowly, not in any hurry. After half a minute, she said to Lin Sanjiu, whose eyes were red.
: "...Oh, what a pity."
What should she do to affect another game? She can't reach it.
As soon as he called the dungeon host, the square-faced voice immediately responded - Bohemia raised her voice and asked: "How can I move the things in that game?"
"You can't directly touch the items in another game, but you can come to me and exchange for the right to affect the environment of another game."
"Exchange? What to exchange for?"
"There are two exchange principles: one is to benefit oneself at the expense of others; the other is to sacrifice oneself for others. Let me start with the second method -"
"No, just tell me the first option." Bohemia wiped the powder around her mouth and made a quick decision; she turned her head and bared her teeth at Lin Sanjiu in the picture.
: "...You have to cooperate with me in 'suicide', right?"
Lin Sanjiu lowered her eyes and nodded, her expression seemed to be full of trust in her.
"When you successfully increase the difficulty of the other party's game, set up obstacles, or simply make it impossible for the other party to complete the game, I will give you certain permissions based on your achievements - with the corresponding permissions, you can request
Ask the NPCs in the opponent's game to help, or take the opponent's items back to your own game... It's up to you how to use it. I call it 'trade'."
"How can I make it more difficult for her?" Bohemia sat up immediately, almost gearing up.
"are you sure?"
"nonsense."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "pop", and the scene showing Lin Sanjiu and the classroom disappeared - the white wall in the office with various certificates hanging on it came back into view.
"Since it is to increase the difficulty, there is no point in letting me hear it." The dungeon host explained, "Since the target game is the 'final exam', you must also obtain the right to trade by answering questions."
"Just ask a question quickly."
The copy host seemed to snap his fingers, and the door of the office was suddenly knocked "dong dong" - amidst the loud knocking, the copy host calmly explained: "I will walk into your office next.
Among the people, one is a serial killer who has never been discovered. In a brief interaction with you or others, he/she exposed doubts. Please answer based on the doubts, which person is the serial killer."
Bohemia swallowed. "Lian, serial killer?"
The knocking on the door continued, and apparently it would continue as long as she didn't say anything to let people in.
"Yes. This is a small game between the big game and the big game, but I need to remind you that if you answer wrong in the small game, your onion will not be undressed - but, this
The unidentified serial killer will officially stay in your game and be active around you. For example, it was just a background NPC in the past, but there is no telling what qualitative changes will occur in the mini-game."
"Eh? Wait a minute, this..."
"You didn't let me finish the introduction just now, so you asked me to come up with the questions quickly." The copy host sighed, "You must listen to the rules carefully in the future."
Bohemia slumped her shoulders - even if she knew the punitive consequences, she couldn't help but play small games. After thinking about it, it was all Lin Sanjiu's fault.
Her impressions of serial killers all come from film and television works - in fact, although she may have killed more people herself, the concept of "serial killer" is always more chilling.
The knocking on the door was neither urgent nor slow, but continued.
Amidst the loud noises, Bohemia mustered up her courage and shouted: "Come in!"
"Miss Winters?" A woman she had never seen before poked her head in and said with a smile: "The results of the last examination are out."
Bohemia has always longed for the temperament of a gentle scholar, and this woman is simply the spokesperson of "Kochi": she is probably less than forty, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, fair skin, and neatly combed chestnut hair; she speaks
When she spoke, she spoke softly and clearly - at a glance, she knew it was definitely not a serial killer -
Bohemia's eyes suddenly fell on the woman's white coat.
A splash of crimson liquid stained one side of her white coat. Although the area was not large, anyone could tell at a glance that it was blood.
Descartes was so excited that he twisted his body and shouted: "It's so obvious! There was blood as soon as it came up. There are no three hundred taels of silver here, it can't be her! Oh, but if the question maker had guessed that we would think so
, deliberately doing the opposite, then she might be..."
It's all bullshit back and forth!
Bohemia was unable to open her mouth to tell it to shut up, so she squeezed it hard with her consciousness, and then pretended to be calm and asked one word: "Oh?"
This is what she summed up. If you don't want to reveal your secrets, you have to talk less.
"The results are not very satisfactory," sighed the gold-rimmed glasses, "I originally thought that the DNA belonging to the victim could be detected from the vomit of No. 1702... But unfortunately, there was nothing. No matter how he
Disposal of the only piece of the victim's body would not mean eating her as the prosecutor thought. Now, his lawyer has something to say in the appeal. After all, just because there is a video of cannibalism in the computer does not mean that
Really do it.”
Could there be DNA in the vomit?
Bohemia felt as if the potato slices she had just eaten were about to come up all the way from her stomach. She took a quick breath, pointed at the person who was probably a doctor, and changed the subject: "Your clothes..."
"Ah," the female doctor looked down and was surprised: "Someone was injured in a fight in the morning and accidentally contracted it when he was sent to my place."
It seemed like it could barely be explained. As the prison warden, Bohemia would know if anyone had been injured in a fight just by asking.
"By the way," the female doctor suddenly suppressed her smile and nodded slightly at her: "I received the flower basket you sent. He is so young, less than one year old... Thinking of this, I feel that the world is so unfair.
But you don’t have to worry about me, I...I have been mentally prepared since the day I was pregnant with him."
Her child died?
Bohemia became suspicious, mumbled a few words, took the big brown paper envelope, and thanked the doctor. Just as the doctor turned around to leave the office, two more people came closer and opened the door.
The open door.
"Miss Winters,"
The two men were both wearing the same style of black coat, with the Bureau of Investigation logo sewn on their chests. One was taller and the other was shorter, but their expressions were equally serious: "...can we talk to you alone?
"
...could it be possible that an investigation bureau official was the murderer?
The new title has been changed to Prison Storm 2... I originally thought I would write for the final exam, but it turned out that I went off topic...