Doomsday Wonderland

The opened cupboard door, the empty wine cabinet, the dining table with scattered cups and plates, the cloth handkerchief covered with food stains... After people left the hotel in a noisy manner, they left behind a mess. Still there, waiting for them coldly.

The fact that at least two people had become mouthpieces weighed heavily on Lin Sanjiu's heart.

"Who became the megaphone?" Jiang Tian finally couldn't help but say, "Obviously no one is promoting their message..."

"No one advises others to take anything," the primitive man immediately added, "I've been paying attention, absolutely not!"

Henna frowned, thought for a while, and said, "How about each of us pour out the things on our bodies and see which two of them have the same thing on them. It might be... Oh, that's not right." She said I slapped myself on the forehead and realized what I was doing.

If two people take different media, they won't be able to tell even if they pour everything out. What's more, because people have similar needs for supplies, there are actually many people who take the same things.

"It's impossible to guard against, it's impossible to guard against..." Luo Ab murmured, "Everyone of us is very careful, but when did Message and Media appear at the same time without us noticing?"

He half-closed his eyelids and looked at the black plastic bag he got from an unknown scene in his hand. He seemed to have an urge to throw it away, but he resisted it.

"Then I won't take anything from now on, right?" Wan Volt, who happened to be looking at him, was immediately inspired, "From now on, I won't take anything, and I will be safe..."

"I'm afraid not." Jiang Tian said slowly, "Didn't you notice?"

Everyone fell silent and turned their attention to her.

"The traces we left in the hotel... have not been restored." She extended her hand and gestured around, "This means that the food we ate, the water we drank, and the supplies we used will not be restored. "

Someone said "ah".

"Then let's all work together-"

"Even if you don't take it, others will take it for a rainy day. If someone takes it, you won't have it." Jiang Tian sat down on the sofa and rubbed his forehead and said, "As long as one person takes something, others can't." I can't bear it. We can't trust each other and cooperate at all, so why are we talking about working together? I don't understand, who did it secretly and got the microphone?"

While everyone was chatting in low voices and panic, Lin Sanjiu walked to the glass door of the hotel and looked out. If she hadn't been able to open the door, she would have almost suspected that the outside was part of the scene: streets, high-rise buildings, street lights... She raised her head and found that layers of orange, red and lavender were gradually blooming in the dark blue sky. You can look directly at the setting sun.

In the following scenes, there were few brightly lit indoors and many dark outdoor scenes... Lin Sanjiu looked back.

On the surface, she still tried to remain calm and silent, but in fact, she was just more anxious and annoyed than the others. She thought that she was only one step slower than the man in the dark. She really didn't expect that the other person had progressed to this point without knowing it...

However, it's not too late to put her plan into action.

She glanced at the sky again and strode back to the hotel. When Lin Sanjiu walked through the crowd silently, she drew their attention to herself like a magnet. She unknowingly walked around to the back of the front desk and opened all the drawers and cabinets - Dr. Chen did not take away all the white paper; she stuffed the remaining pack of A4 paper into a new hotel bag. .

"What are you doing?" Mouseface asked.

Lin Sanjiu didn't say anything. After taking away all the scattered paper products, he stood up and shouted to the primitive man: "I know you have several lighters, give me one."

The primitive man took three or four from the hotel last time. When she called out, he was still a little reluctant: "That's my lighter..."

"Give it to me," Lin Sanjiu repeated again. She didn't threaten, she didn't move, she simply stood there with her hand outstretched, which was enough to make the primitive man open his mouth and be speechless.

"Give it to her," Wenya gave him a step, "I want to see what she is going to do."

After getting the lighter, Lin Sanjiu grabbed the second bag filled with paper and strode into the restaurant kitchen - naturally followed by several people behind her, who kept asking, "What are you doing?" "Are you there?" What are you looking for?"

Lin Sanjiu glanced at the kitchen trash can from a distance, whispered "No", turned around and walked out.

"What's wrong?" Hina said anxiously, "Speak!"

"That trash can is made of plastic," Lin Sanjiu said briefly, "it cannot contain fire."

"fire?"

"It will be dark in the next scene," she stopped in the reception area, looked back at the faces looking at her, and said, "There are no lights on the beach. The third scene of Dr. Chen's death is Not to mention. Do you all have flashlights?"

"No, no..."

Lin Sanjiu knew very well that they did not have a flashlight on them - the flashlight in the third scene was in her bag at this time; apart from her, only Luo Ab had a rechargeable desk lamp in his hand. When he found it, the desk lamp had already He looked like he had lost his breath for a while.

"A community with no residents, a hospital during working hours, a playground without tourists, a forest by a lake... Do you think they all have lights? You can only see them vaguely, does that matter?"

The exaggeration and intimidation content of these words were much higher than the truth; but what she wanted to do was to plant panic in everyone's hearts - so as soon as she finished speaking, she turned around and left. When she passed by the wall, she also took away the newspaper that Wan Volt claimed was Media and put it all in her bag.

"Yes, yes..." Guan Nan said with a pale face, "If we want to protect ourselves from that killer, the first step must be visible..."

At this point, even a fool understands; besides, these ordinary people are not stupid. After they reacted, the primitive man suddenly became the target of public criticism - everyone wanted to take his lighter. When he was the last one left and was really about to get angry, everyone dispersed unwillingly. , and looked around for something to make a fire.

However, if the total number of lighters were large, primitive people would not dare to get them now. After everyone searched carefully and further opened up the hotel as if it had been looted, they all became discouraged: there were only four lighters in total, and the other things that could make a fire were the stoves in the kitchen that could not be taken away. .

"The next scene..." Luo Ab's eyebrows dropped into a splayed shape, and he said very worriedly: "No, in the next two scenes, there is not much light, and there is nothing that can make a fire..."

The people who couldn't find it and looked tired looked at each other. There may still be dim skylight and faint lights in the distance on the beach; in the third scene, you can't see your fingers.

"No wonder she wants to get paper," Duckling murmured. "There is nothing that can be burned on the beach. She did it to make a fire in the third scene, right? Moreover, with paper, she can also get it from other people's hands." She can borrow fire and act as a trigger... Even though she usually doesn't say a word, she is really unambiguous at critical moments."

When the entire hotel fell into chaos of rummaging through boxes and cabinets, Lin Sanjiu found a corner alone and quietly waited for the next scene to arrive.

She couldn't find an iron sheet or a metal bucket, so she finally poured out a pot of fern in the hall; at this time, she placed several large bags of paper at her feet, with porcelain flower pots on the other side, and re-examined them in her mind. action plan.

She knew very well that no one had any paper with them, and they had thrown away all the recording paper in the third scene; besides, the few sheets of paper used for recording were not enough for lighting.

In the next few scenes, it cannot be said that there is no paper at all; but the amount present is definitely far from enough to make a fire. Paper burns very quickly; even if you feed it slowly one by one, it will take thirty minutes to burn, and the amount of paper required is huge - Lin Sanjiu has already searched all the paper in the hotel, and then there is a lot of paper on the beach. Not to mention…

In other words, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net will definitely take as much paper as they can in other scenes.

She has been waiting for someone to say "What if the paper is her media"; but until the second scene came, no one said this sentence.

Lin Sanjiu hugged her things and stood on the beach where the sea breeze blew at night, shivering coldly.

No one doubts that the paper is her media. There can be several explanations. One of them, I am afraid most people believe it, is that the paper is Dr. Chen’s media, right? The same Media will not appear twice, so after Dr. Chen dies, the paper is safe...

When everyone dispersed under the cover of night, Duckling walked to the table and chairs a few steps away and sat down with his back to her.

"I did a good job, right?" Duckling whispered without looking back.

"Very good," Lin Sanjiu responded.

"What's next?"

"Wait," she whispered. "In the next scene, I will catch the person who is behind the scenes."