The male college student said with a relaxed expression, "It's in room 102."
Lin Sanjiu stood there, still holding the plastic bag in her hand; it was not until the answer was handed to her carelessly that she realized that she had not expected the other party to answer the question directly.
"102, that man lives there..." She paused and then changed her words: "Child?"
The male college student smiled and tapped his temple with one hand.
"The kid is already in his thirties," he said. "It seems to be some kind of disease. His mental age cannot keep up with his physical age. He always says that his mother won't let him open the door to outsiders. It's annoying to death. Every time he has to ask
Saying nice things for a long time...I once gave him a gift, hoping to build a good relationship with him, and since then I have been able to go in and out smoothly."
Lin Sanjiu watched him reach out to pick up the plastic bag and handed it over blankly. He knew that saying these words would send him away... Didn't he have the intention of tricking people into entering the house? Why? Because he was afraid that she would find out this
Is Room 206 the exit from the apartment?
"The old man in Room 104 said that there is someone on the second floor who always asks him to help with things." She thought for a while and asked, "Do you know who it is?"
"Doing something? What to do?" The male college student seemed to be wary, "I don't know. You don't want to do something for him, do you?"
Lin Sanjiu stared at him and said "Huh" noncommittally.
"Don't do it," the male college student said, "We residents usually do something for each other. You, an outsider, must not do for them what they usually do every day."
"Why?" Lin Sanjiu asked immediately.
At this moment, the male college student weighed the bag in his hand, opened the plastic bag and looked at it.
When he raised his head, for some reason, Lin Sanjiu suddenly remembered the bank robber wearing stockings on TV: his face was still the same, and his facial features were still the same, but the expression on his face seemed to be slightly distorted.
It's moved, it's different.
"How can I explain it to you..." The male college student took two steps back into the room and said, "I can give you a demonstration. I often play games at home. If you come in and play a game with me, you will naturally know——"
Lin Sanjiu reached into the darkness, grasped the door handle, and closed the door with a "dang" sound.
The male college student's voice suddenly stopped; Door 206 fell into silent darkness, almost as if there had never been a resident.
Don't help residents do things they normally do...
This thought was like a hand pushing her forward. When Lin Sanjiu quickly turned around and walked through the corridor, she completely ignored the female voice coming from Room 208 - "Who wants to go out? They are all neighbors.
Can you help me walk my dog by the way?"
She was almost at the top of the stairs when the sound of a door opening came from the dark corridor behind her. The female voice almost seemed to be following her in small steps, lingering: "My dog is very smart.
I can take you out by myself..."
What if the first place she stopped just now was not outside the door of Room 206, but Room 208...
The sweat on Lin Sanjiu's palms made the flashlight a little slippery, so she couldn't help but tighten her grip on it, as if it was a lifeline.
It's not just a matter of truth and lies that contradict each other. It seems that the "order" of obtaining information is also crucial; so it's best for her to do nothing until she has obtained all the information.
This also means that the time window for her to escape is narrower.
"There are still at most twelve or thirteen minutes," Teacher Yi's voice held tighter than her hand.
It only took Lin Sanjiu less than ten seconds to return to the corridor entrance on the first floor - this was not her maximum speed. The distance that was usually not a problem made her take a few breaths; she looked at 102
The light coming from under the door of Room No. 1 revealed that the dark figure was still standing there, motionless.
Really here?
Lin Sanjiu didn't go up, but knocked on the door of room 101.
The male resident in Room 101 seemed to be very cautious and was the only one who neither unlocked nor opened the door for her; Lin Sanjiu had to pass her question in through the crack in the door.
"So you want to find the exit," the man seemed to be clinging to the other side of the door panel and said, "That's my home."
Lin Sanjiu pursed her lips.
"But I don't think you seem to be a resident of this apartment. I can't just let strangers in." The man continued, "What are you here for?"
"I...I came to see an agent to view a house." Lin Sanjiu said bravely, "I can't get out now."
"Didn't your agent tell you where the exit is?" the man asked, "How is the reputation of your agent? Is it good or bad?"
Not knowing how to continue this conversation, Lin Sanjiu had no choice but to play dumb: "What do you mean?"
"There are two types of intermediaries, those with high credibility and those with low credibility." The man said as if you don't even know this, "As the name suggests, those with high credibility only tell the truth, and those with low credibility only tell lies.
Which kind of intermediary did you find?"
Lin Sanjiu was stunned, thought for a moment, and replied: "Those with high credibility."
The agent Xiao Xu must be the type who "only tells the truth", otherwise he can't introduce the dungeon rules to Lin Sanjiu - no, what if the so-called dungeon rules are also lies?
No, that's not right. There is no obvious exit in this dungeon. It can also be detected from the residents' conversations that "exit" is the most important theme; based on her experience in so many dungeons, her target task should be
It means "finding the exit".
At least the agent Xiao Xu didn't lie on this point.
"That's okay. I guess he was negligent and didn't tell you that the exit is at my house." While she was thinking, the man was still talking: "What are your plans now? Should you come in and take a look, or should you confirm with your agent?
?”
Is this person trying to deceive himself into entering by retreating?
As soon as Lin Sanjiu refused, the man interrupted her: "I also understand your embarrassment. After all, residents are not like intermediaries. What we say can be true or false. You can go find your intermediary, and then you can talk about it."
You can just come back and open the door for me."
“What residents say is true or false”?
Lin Sanjiu's heart skipped a beat as she finally saw the first crack in the mystery in front of her.
If this sentence is a lie, then there are two inferences: first, the resident only tells the truth, which is contradictory to the premise and is impossible; second, the resident only tells lies.
Judging from the tips given by the middle-aged woman, the sentence "The people in the apartment wanted to trick her into entering" is true - which means that the residents cannot just tell lies - which also means that "the residents have something to say."
"True or false" must be a true statement.
Man No. 101 provided three information points: first, his home is an exit; second, there are two types of intermediaries in the apartment; third, whether the residents’ words are true or false. Unfortunately, Lin Sanjiu still can’t tell the first
The second point is not true.
But she finally made some progress - she was inspired to walk across the corridor and knocked on the door of Room 102.
"Big sister is here again," the grown man behind the door said sweetly.
Last time he didn't provide any information at all, this time Lin Sanjiu would not waste any more time.
"I'm looking for an exit." She asked bluntly, "Is this your home?"
"Yes." The male voice, which was made into a child's voice, said, "My home is the exit."
"How do you prove that your home is the exit?" Lin Sanjiu didn't want him to ramble on, "Many people say that their home is the exit."
"Well, you go ask your agent," the adult boy said slowly. "I just heard you say that your agent has a high reputation. If the reputation is high, he will only tell the truth, and then he will tell the truth."
I will tell you that my home is the exit..."
He almost took the same script as the man in Room 101, and repeated the same information point again; by going round and round like this, there was no way to prove whether the key message of "two types of intermediaries" was true.
.
Lin Sanjiu endured her annoyance and said, "My agent has long since disappeared and I can't ask him."
"Hey, what should I do?"
"If your home has an exit, it should be easy to prove, right?" she pressed, "For example, if you open the door and show me..."
The adult boy chuckled twice. "Sister, I said my home is the exit, but I didn't say I would open the door for you." He said, "My mother said she won't let me open the door to outsiders. Even if I prove it,
It's over, even if you believe me, I won't open the door for you."
If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't break through the door panel of the dungeon, Lin Sanjiu would have really wanted to kick him and knock the person holding the door to the ground.
"I don't care if you open the door or not," she said through gritted teeth, "Do you have a way to prove it?"
"Oh, I know!" The adult boy's tone sounded fake, as if he had figured out a solution early on, and now he said, "Wait for me a moment."
"Hurry up, I don't have time." Lin Sanjiu said, looking at the door deep in the corridor that she had not visited yet - if this guy was stalling for time, should she knock on someone else's door?
However, she didn't expect that the other party would come back soon, and this time there was a rustling sound under the door.
"I once received a gift, which was a Polaroid."
Lin Sanjiu's flashlight illuminated the photo that was slowly peeking out from under the door, and he heard him say: "I just took a photo of the exit."
I felt like I had been updating for a month, so I was fully qualified to take a break. When I looked again, I saw that I had only been updating for five days. Sorry, I am easily bloated.