Despite all the coldness in her mind, when she actually walked to the metal door without a handle, Qu Yun had to push and pull stupidly like Ma Zai just now. The only difference was that the movements looked far more elegant.
"Let's try it one by one. Everyone has their own room. When you stand at the door, the door will open by itself. When the owner is in the room and the room that the owner has not 'opened', you cannot enter. Rooms that cannot be opened yet
Only numbers 1 to 4 are left." The tattooed man smiled maliciously, but still told Qu Yun what he had figured out before.
This time, Qu Yun did not have a sullen face, but put on a friendly face like a dramatist, nodded her thanks to him, and then walked towards the "Four" gate next to her.
Unlucky, she opened three doors in a row to no avail. It wasn't until she almost thought that the tattooed man was deliberately lying to bully her that she opened the last door "No. 1".
The door does not swing open along the door axis normally, but the entire door panel is retracted upwards into the ceiling. It turns out that there is no way to swing the door open because the entire door is more than one meter thick! It is basically a solid metal cuboid blocking the exit! It is so thick and heavy
The lump of metal weighed several tons, but it made no sound when it slid open. Even Qu Yun's naturally sensitive ears, which had been trained for many years, could not hear any friction sound.
"I'm going with you. Without checking every room, we can't conclude that there is no exit here." The briefcase still looked depressed, but stood up from the ground very firmly.
Qu Yun frowned. She was never used to cooperating with others, let alone this kind of environment where the enemy and the enemy were unknown. Although her tone and movements showed a good-tempered look when talking to a few people, this was just with the intention of "
The result of studying and practicing the subject of "Communicating with People". In fact, she has almost no friends, and she even talks about cooperation.
However, at this moment, there was no reason to refuse the request to follow the briefcase. Looking at everyone's faces, it was obvious that everyone's room had been checked by others. So without showing any dissatisfaction, Qu Yun smiled and handed over the briefcase.
After letting him enter the room, he followed him in.
The originally dark room did not respond when the briefcase entered, but dim and soft lights lit up the moment Qu Yun stepped forward. When he entered, Ma Zai was still outside shouting about his heroic deeds of frantically destroying the room but achieving nothing.
As the door slid down silently, the loud shouting stopped abruptly mid-sentence.
Maybe it's not that there is no mechanical structure in the wall, but that the sound insulation is too good. Qu Yun thought this way.
Inside the door is a space decorated like a living room of more than 20 square meters. A double sofa faces a wall-mounted LCD TV that occupies half of the wall. Next to the sofa is a small four-story bookshelf. On the left is a bathroom separated by transparent glass.
The room, including the spa pool with hot water. Beyond it is a queen-sized bed that looks very comfortable. The quilt cover on it is a simple pattern of pink and white polka dots. It is girly and dreamy, which is what Qu Yun likes.
type.
On the right hand side is the fully equipped kitchen, which is the same as the bedroom on the left. There are no walls or doors to block it, and it is completely integrated with the living room. It is very similar to the settings of high-end hotels in the Fourth Empire or the French Communist Party on the European continent, but the details
The various furnishings on the wall are in an elegant oriental style with carved dragons and phoenixes, but they also reflect the local characteristics of Dayong, which is quite nondescript.
The briefcase walking in front was knocking here and there without mercy, and even dumped a lot of perfumes and cosmetics on the bedside table. It wasn't until he was about to put on his shoes and step onto the big bed that Qu Yun couldn't help but stop him.
Got him.
"I still want to sleep on that bed. Is it okay if I don't step on it?"
The briefcase was completely immersed in the impatience. He was suddenly interrupted, and the first thing that appeared on his face was a trace of surprise. He was not annoyed, but took back his feet rather discouraged and asked: "Aren't you in a hurry to get out?"
Qu Yun looked around the room again, and finally her extremely bright eyes fell on the briefcase: "Many things in the room are what I am used to and like."
She walked to the kitchen area and took out a bone knife without tabooing the sight of her briefcase. She waved it, shook her head and inserted it back. She replaced it with a small but very sharp fruit knife and inserted it into her cuff, decorating it with the cuff.
The ribbon was tied tightly to his arm and tied into his sleeve. Then he ignored the frown on the briefcase and patted the stove behind him:
"Have you ever seen this kind of stove that requires an igniter to start the fire and mainly relies on an oven for cooking? It is an outdated model in the West, exactly the same as the one in my home. I can't find many of these in Dayong.
When ordinary people see it, they may even be unable to use it because they don’t know how to light it. It’s probably different in your room, right?”
Briefcase's brows did not widen, but he still nodded. He was slightly dissatisfied and said: "What exactly do you want to say?"
"Of course it's not that I don't want to go out, but under the current circumstances, it's impossible to get out with just a lot of banging and banging like you did."
"This is the current situation? Please speak clearly." Briefcase frowned deeper.
The smile on Qu Yun's face did not diminish, but in her heart she felt less confident about the role that the person in front of her might play.
"No matter who or what kind of force it is that brought us here, since they have clearly investigated our habits and preferences, why would there be holes in the walls and ceilings here for you to break through and escape? Even if they really do
What mistake did we make that allowed us to escape inexplicably before we achieved our goal?"
Ding dong~The most common descending doorbell sound with a major third interval.
A holographic image like a surveillance camera popped up out of thin air next to the door. It was a proud man standing outside the door and a good student looking left and right.
"Stand at the door and let them in." Briefcase told Qu Yun absentmindedly, frowning in thought.
Qu Yun walked over and let the two of them in.
"Boss, I've seen you guys messing around for so long. I'm afraid something might be wrong, so I'll come over and keep an eye on you." Ma Zai told the truth in a carefree manner. It's just that the tattooed man underestimated the quality of these idiots.
"I'm here to tell uncle... There are only three people left outside, and two more are open. One of them looks so fierce..." The good student was hesitant to speak, but finally spoke out.
The briefcase, who was lost in thought, ignored the two people who came in, and continued to ask Qu Yun: "So what you mean is that in order to see the kidnapper's purpose, you want us to do nothing and stay here alive and wait.
?" Then he said a little angrily: "I don't know if you kids are playing too many games and your brain is abnormal. I still have a wife to support. The most important annual report in the company is tomorrow. If I didn't go because I was stuck here,
...Anyway, if you’re a kid who doesn’t understand anything, don’t make trouble if you can’t help him!”
In the end, he turned from being disgusted and irritated to slightly losing control of his emotions. He bit his lip and muttered in a low voice as if he was just talking to himself: "It would be better if it was really a kidnapping incident requiring ransom. The company has bought insurance for me. I'm afraid that for some reason.
You lost your job because of your prank."
Qu Yun shook her head gently: "Of course I'm not saying to just wait and do nothing, but I can't act mindlessly like you."
Ma Zai couldn't help but snicker when he heard that the briefcase that had lost his face was scolded as a fool. It wasn't until Qu Yun looked over that he coughed twice in embarrassment and stopped. Even though he was usually very arrogant, this guy really didn't have any
Experience talking to pretty girls.
"Don't you think something is missing in this room?" Qu Yun asked, carefully scanning the red and black paint patterns on the ceiling.