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"No one can solve such a secret room escape except Brother Q, right?"

Han Yanrou: "Yes, Dian Mowen's thinking is really different from ordinary people. Even if ordinary people can find the system prompts on themselves, they can't find the subtle differences in their nails.

LGD-Wei: "I suddenly feel that Brother Wen is more suitable for this type of game than those that require fighting."

[Drink alone by the lake and give the anchor 100 million game coins]

Drinking alone by the lake: "You have overlooked one thing, even if it is a game that requires fighting. When did you not pass the game by relying on your wits?"

The princess is still the same as before, giving away Wanyou coins without saying a word. At the same time, what she said was unanimously recognized by Dianwen fans.

But no, Mario and Contra, there are actually very few elements in fighting, and more of them are scheming the opponent before the battle begins.

Dianwen didn't look at the barrage and walked directly to the door of "903".

...

He opened the door completely, but it was pitch black inside and nothing could be seen.

Such a scene is enough to make people feel terrified, but Brother Wen's actions were as simple and straightforward as ever.

He took a big step and walked in.

The moment he entered darkness completely.

Bang!

The door behind closed, the dark environment disappeared, and in front of me was...

In other words, it is still two

his room.

The sound of "stab, stab, stab" came from the ground. Dianwen lowered his head and saw that two or three ten centimeter-long centipedes crawled out from the gap between the bed board and Simmons.

The eerie atmosphere was even more eerie than before.

"What's going on? Why are you back again?!"

"Oh my god, it's so scary, I can't even look at it.

"I've already watched it with my buddies who share the same dormitory."

"I wish you happiness."

"roll."

Dian Wen smiled without changing his face and said: "I understand, this is the second item in the game introduction. 'Or, are you sure your 'house is still yours?'"

His first reaction was to turn around and open the door to see if there would be bloody fingerprints again this time.

It turns out that there is no such thing, and even the system prompts are different from before.

[An evil force has penetrated the door. Are you sure you want to open it? 】

"Needless to say, this is a death flag.

Dianwen shrugged and honestly began to search the room again.

However, contrary to his guess, this room was still no different from his real room.

"Ha, this game is a bit difficult. I haven't even left the house yet, and it made me stop and think twice in a row."

He smiled happily and sat on the chair in front of the table.

The optical notebook in this room is open. At present, this may be the only difference from the previous room.

"Is it possible that the 'password' is hidden in the notebook?" Dianwen touched his chin, pondering this possibility, "However, if I really want to check the notebook one by one, wouldn't my treasures inside be exposed?"

Dumb girl: "Oh my god, what a treasure. I asked my brother if you could have some snacks. This is a horror game. Is this really okay for you?"

Dianwen stood up and gave up the idea just now.

Definitely, this is not what he said after seeing the stupid girl, but because he feels that the system will never do such a non-technical thing, and he is extremely narcissistic about his own IQ and he doesn't even bother to do it.

"BB..."

He wandered over to the bookshelf.

There were five rows of bookshelves, neatly filled with no less than a hundred books.

These are the books he purchased through the Wanyou system in the past few days. This is not to show off, but because he feels that these books can help him play the game.

EERO.......

"One Hundred Ways to Release Handcuffs"

"Police Thinking Flaws"

"The Autobiography of a Highly Intelligent Criminal"

"One hundred ways to avoid death by jumping off a building"

"Six Vulnerable Parts of the Human Body"

It's almost like a bookshelf for a highly intelligent criminal.

"Book page password... Chinese and English correlation... spine text acrostic..."

Dianwen's fingers traced the spine of the book while talking to himself, his brain running at high speed at this moment.

BA......

His fingers stopped on a book.

"Blood Handprint"

This is a detective novel [written by Cheng Xiaoqing, who is known as the "Conan Doyle of the East".

Dianwen had read this book in his previous life, and it was the only book by this author that he had read.

It was indeed considered good for that era, but he had to choose...

Anyway, he would rather watch "Sherlock Holmes" a hundred times again.

All in all, he took out this book now not to review it, but to solve the mystery O.

He pulled the book out from the bookshelf, put it in front of his eyes, flipped through it quickly, and then smiled.

"Ha, that's true."

On one page of the book, an adult male's palm is printed in the middle.

This didn't exist originally.

And the following pages cannot be opened.

The next step is simple.

Dianwen directly covered his bloody hand.

Perfect match.

Click!

There was a sound like opening a lock, and the book was turned.

But instead of pages, there lay a key.

"Then the question is, where should I turn this key?"

While saying this, he had already walked to the bed, and happily trampled three centipedes to death along the way.

After searching the entire room, there are really not many places to hide things.

There was almost no hesitation, not even a centipede crawling out from under Simmons' mattress.

He just put his fingers in and lifted Simmons up.

"No?"

Dianwen was stunned for a moment, this was an expression he would only appear on rare occasions.

Not to mention a darkroom or a keyhole, there wasn't even a centipede.

Some are just a piece of wood.

He didn't believe in evil and jumped up for a long time. The wooden board only made a "bump-bang-bang" sound, which meant that the bottom was solid.

"There's nothing under the bed..."

He did not shy away from the fact that this was room 5.4 of the game based on his own room. He directly threw Simmons on the centipede corpse, and then sat on Simmons to think.

Time passed slowly, and his eyes kept scanning the room, while constantly reminding himself not to regard this as his own room.

Finally, his eyes stopped on his built-in wardrobe.

"You are very good at playing the system! Hahaha! But I am still better!"

He laughed loudly in the ghostly room, then quickly rushed to the closet and threw all the clothes, quilts, pillows and so on on the floor.

Then he climbed in.

The moment he entered.

The wardrobe door closes automatically!

Darkness invaded in an instant, and a silent sense of gloom came over him like a tide.

This portends two things.

, he triggered the plot.

Two, he found the right one!