Thriller Paradise

On the wall on which the bed rests, there are many faint nicks, all of which are the same thing... four parallel vertical lines, plus one diagonal line on the four lines.

This is usually a sign used by detainees to calculate the day. If it is Chinese, it may be engraved with the word "正", but on the wall in front of it, the four vertical and one oblique marks are drawn.

"Well... just the people who have carved the mark on the wall, no less than six..." The unconscious sight walked up the traces and read in the mouth.

It is not difficult to draw this conclusion. Although it is only a line, the depth, length and angle of each person are different. Moreover, in order to prevent confusion with other people's engraved marks, each person's mark is separated from others' marks by a distance.

"I want to leave a mark on such a stone wall. I can't do it with my nails. I have to have tools." I sit on the bed, close to the wall, and touch and feel the traces with my palm: "These People use the same thing..." He looked around the room again: "And that kind of thing is not in this room at the moment..." An answer appeared in his mind in a second: "Is it tableware?" ......"

He carefully scanned the walls, ceilings and floors of the entire room. "Well... all the nicks are on the wall next to the bed, and none of the other places..."

"Assume that they can only get tableware when they eat, and they must return the cutlery and plates together after eating, otherwise they will be punished." Feng Shiyi analyzed: "The time to engrave these marks is Their meal time..." He turned his gaze to the nicks: "Because sitting in bed, so after eating, I will be hand-cut next to it..."

"No!" Feng Jie immediately denied this speculation.

He quickly came to the iron gate, first looking through the iron window above. The hallway outside the door is covered with wooden floors and the walls are also stone walls. The height of the ceiling is slightly higher than that in this room. At the corner of the wall and ceiling, there is a fluorescent tube every other section. Look out from the cell. There is nothing worth noting in the visible range, and the place beyond 20 meters is difficult to distinguish.

After roughly looking at it for a few seconds, I couldn’t help but immediately slammed to the ground to observe the rectangular mouth under the iron gate. He almost put his face on it, sniffed the smell with his nose, and finally touched it with his hand. The edge of the opening, and rubbing his fingers again... stood up satisfactorily.

“The upper and lower edges of the food delivery mouth have been contaminated with food, indicating that someone is using this mouth to pass food in.” His eyes cast the corner that is farthest from him. “And the bucket for excretion was placed. The corner on the other side of the room..." He went back to the bed. Thinking about it: "The prisoner's range of activities clearly covers the entire room...you can get food at the door and go to the corner of the other side. If these marks are carved in cutlery, they can be engraved on either side. On the wall."

"So...assuming there is no such thing as tableware..." Feng Shou stood up again and stood in the middle of the room, posing the new signature action of Kudo, holding one elbow and one hand on the chin.

He looked at the door, as if he was recreating the fragments of the past. In the picture of his brain, only one bread was handed in in that mouth. And a plastic tray with soup.

"Well... it should be bigger without tableware." The seals turned their attention to the signs on the wall: "Well, what are these used? And they must be engraved on this wall... ”

Excluding the wrong assumptions, the answer is right in front of you.

There is a flash of light in the brain, and a smile on the corner of the mouth. He stepped forward and picked up the sheets (note: the sheets and mattresses on the bed were the same thing) and saw what they were looking for.

This bed is a whole and no part can be split. All four legs were welded to the ground. The bed bracket is entirely made of iron, and the bed plate is not a wooden board, but a metal spring that is entangled.

But in these springs. There are a few that have been broken. Although these metal springs cannot be completely detached from the bed, they can be pulled to the wall and used to engrave the mark.

"It's no wonder that the nicks are on the wall next to the bed, and they are all below a certain height. Because of the pulling force at the other end of the spring strips, they can't write stably, they can only barely engrave straight lines." For five minutes, the origin of the nick was speculated. For him, this process of observing the environment, collecting information, reasoning and solving problems is simply a pleasure... let him forget the faint pain in his body.

"There is no window in this room. I can't see the sunrise and sunset. The people who are locked up here have to judge for a few days... I must rely on the feeling, the biological clock, and the number of times that the outside person gives me a meal." I didn't feel like walking back and forth: "And the tool of this mark is not easy to find..." He thought: "Well... it seems that there are far more than six people in this room." Only among the many prisoners, there are only six or seven people, their minds are still calm, their ideas are clearer, and they have not given up their lives."

"The nicks stopped at the ninth, indicating that these people stayed here for no more than ten days. They saw the traces of the predecessors, and they should be able to infer... on the tenth, or the ninth day. In the evening, what will happen. In the current atmosphere, the 1% probability is released, the 1% probability is to change rooms, and the remaining 98% is killed..." Feng Shou snorted: "哼...so, so what they can do is to record the number of days they have been imprisoned on the wall."

He walked to the wall and leaned against his height. "Without the synopsis, I can't be sure that I am playing crazy, or someone else... um... height seems to be almost the same." He put his hand At the height parallel to the top of his head, leaning against the wall, and then visually measuring it, it should be about one meter eight. "The costume is my own, the line..." He then glanced at the game menu, the flashlight in the bag. Miss scp500, moxxi's bad temper, survival value supplements all turned into a gray state, became a state that can not be taken out, "cut ... really." He said uncomfortable.

"Well... let me think about it... the guy who dragged 'I' in the title cg, only one meter less than seven meters, but he can drag a one-meter-eight adult with one hand." I feel the strength of the boss: "It must be more than the combat power of ordinary people... At least in terms of strength, it is similar to my 27-level player. If the guy controls the food of these prisoners, let them eat only one meal a day. Then he It is entirely possible to suppress all prisoners here without weapons."

I didn’t feel like I’m going to the door: “Like this kind of imprisonment play, what kind of person is it... murderous, sadistic, cannibal, crazy scientist...” Combining the boss’s only in the title A few words of dialogue, I felt that I knocked my hand with my fist: "Well, scientist."

"The few sentences he said... are you telling me? Or are you talking to yourself?" Feng did not read: "Or, is it both to me and to myself?"

As he spoke, he grabbed the iron fence of the small window above the iron gate and tried to pull and push it a few times. The door just snorted, and the door was obviously locked.

There are no door handles on either side of the iron door. There is only a keyhole, because there is a small window at the top, and the door can be pulled without a handle.

It’s natural that it’s meaningless to squat down and squat in the keyhole...

"Escape from the room... Hehe..." I also confirmed the task content in the taskbar: "Since it is the script of the game's advanced stage, and it is a single nightmare, it must be tailor-made for me." ... using brute force to break through the iron gate and the like, there is no need to consider it. So, just think of ways to unlock it..."

He took out the pipe wrench. Started a carpet search. Starting from the side of the door, tapping on the wall and the ground one by one inch, looking for the presence of an organ or a mezzanine, even the small wooden cabinet and the corner behind the plastic bucket he did not let go. The trick is to remove the two things and check them carefully.

As a result, nothing was found...

So he began to tear the sheets. This sheet is quite thick. But the inside is not bad cotton, nor goose feathers, but rags. It looks like some old clothes are cut and produced, all kinds of colors and materials.

Unexpectedly, except for the rags, nothing was found in the sheets, so... he put all the rags on the ground, trying to classify...

He did different sorts according to color, material, and even area... but the results were meaningless. It seems that there is no rule between these rags. However, he still does not give up, trying to complete a puzzle with these colorful cloths...

After sitting on the ground for half an hour, I finally felt that I couldn’t help. After a trial that was impossible for a normal person, he came to the conclusion that a normal person would make a few seconds: this is one. Pile of useless rags.

"Oh... waste life, a pile of rubbish, even if these rags are braided into ropes, there is no place to hang in this house." Feng did not feel self-deprecating: "Where is there a hidden key?" I first looked at the small wooden cabinet: "The three drawers of this cabinet are empty." He looked at the blue plastic bucket again: "The bucket...the bottom is a nearly three-inch thick urine, hiding the key. The possibility is not without..." He swallowed: "The bottom of the bucket is too deep, and it is very inconvenient to bend over and find it. But if I pour out the contents of the bucket, nothing is found. One place..."

He wants to drive out the weird thoughts from his mind, or he first came to the small wooden cabinet. This time he simply pulled all three drawers out of the cupboard and placed them on the floor. Then put the small wooden cabinet on the ground, reach out and touch and explore, but unfortunately, except for the dust, I didn't touch it. I tapped it carefully and I didn't find any settings like darkness.

The three drawers were placed side by side at the moment, and the planks were so thick. Without checking, it was impossible to have a mezzanine. The puzzle was once again in a dead end.

"Is it really hidden in the hustle... It’s too much..." Feng Shi turned his head and took a deep look at the plastic bucket in the corner. "What kind of script is it, it’s too much..."

Suddenly he had another idea: "Hey! I poured the contents of the bucket into three drawers, wouldn't I have to make it all right? The drawers are shallow and easy to find."

Thinking of this, he is really ready to do it. Immediately stood up and took a drawer and went to the plastic bucket. Fortunately, just at this time, what his sights swept.

"Oh!" The seal was held up and looked at the bottom of the drawer. "Ha ha ha ha ha ha!" After he laughed for a while, he turned the other two drawers upside down.

It turns out the bottom of these three drawers. Each word is written with blood. The seals are arranged according to the up and down position when they are inserted in the wooden cabinet. The information obtained is: the top of the drawer on the back of the drawer reads "bed", the middle drawer says "key", and the bottom drawer says " Bracket".

"The key is hidden in..." The seal suddenly turned back and looked at the bed again. He walked over and tapped the pipe wrench to the west and quickly found it.

The outer side of the bed, the transverse bracket parallel to the bed, is hollow. The root against the wall is solid. From the beginning of the bed, from the bottom up, I knocked the bracket one inch and one inch, and finally heard the movement inside when I knocked on the middle section.

"I actually hide the key in this place... Is it for people?" The seal whispered.

In fact, he has nothing to complain about. The back of the drawer is not written with a hint. It was originally a reminder to confirm the position, otherwise who would know in this place...

Pong, even knocking. This iron bed has no depression.

"What do you mean?" Feng did not know: "The fine-level pipe wrenches are not hurting at all. Is it to imply me... I have a chainsaw in the dung bucket?"

He sat cross-legged on the ground, cos finished Kudo Shinichi, and now he began to learn a restful idea...

"With!" I still have an idea.

He is holding a mentality of trying not to be pregnant. I used it once for the bed [not so sloppy maintenance], I did not expect to catch up with the skill failure... 60% success rate of the instrument specialization d level and [the ice sorcerer's attachment] that all the active skills were successfully launched. After the rate increase of 10%, he still failed...

This can not help but let the seal begin to doubt whether his thoughts are wrong.

However, 200 fitness values ​​have been lost. Still can't let him retreat. Anyway, this skill has no cd, and he used it again. This time, the skills were successfully displayed. The look of the bed changed.

"Sure enough! This is counted as a mechanical creation!" Feng did not feel happy in the heart, this pure metal-made, non-detachable bed, although it seems to be simple and clear structure, but it is also reasonable to be classified as mechanical creation. Because there is, and there is only one institution.

Just like the communication equipment that was originally repaired in the village of God, this bed is also an object that can't be viewed from the game menu but can be repaired. After the seal was used to restore the normal quality, the rust on this bed disappeared, and the springs that partially broke the bed were restored.

The most critical change is the two ends of the bracket on the outside, that is, the iron bar connects the two junctions of the bed and the tail. There were two more metal wedges there. The original two parts had been rusted and flattened, and they could not be seen at all. But at this time, as long as you don't feel it with a pipe wrench, you can activate it.

Then he worked a few minutes and successfully unloaded the metal bracket from the bed.

Leaving the bed, the bracket became a hollow iron rod with a root length of two meters. But when a boy is holding a similar thing, there will be an impulse to imitate a monkey. I don’t know why, this passion has not subsided after adulthood. I don’t know if I will not disappear after middle age... ...

Closer to home, Feng did not feel the vertical bracket up, and smashed twice on the ground. I thought that the key would fall down the hollow tube, and I could take the stick and leave nothing.

"Yeah..." I closed the iron bar, closed one eye, and looked at it with the other eye. I could see that some light passed through the other end. The middle part of the stick did have a small one. The outline of the object should be the key, but I don’t know why, this thing is not falling out.

After I tried it, I tried to turn the stick over and see if there would be no response from the other side. The result is still the same and I can't fall out. He was furious and sullen, sitting on the ground, holding the stick horizontally, and tapping with a pipe wrench for a while... Take it and look at it, the position of the key has not changed.

"What is the setting... It will move when it is struck across the pipe. This means that it is not fixed or welded to the inner wall, but it can't be poured out when the pipe is upright..." He confirmed again and again, this metal bracket also There is no narrow width between the two ends. "Because the first puzzle, is it necessary to get this level? How about me?"

This self-talk to the phrase "What about me?" suddenly made the seal uninspired.

"Wait, isn't it..." he thought as he reached into his jacket pocket. The previous soaps, candles and figures were randomly collected by him.

"The puzzle has not been discussed so far. In actual action, my skills [not so sloppy maintenance] and equipment [Mario's pipe wrench] are necessary. Without these two things, it is impossible. Going to this step." Feng did not know: "Since the system is designed to stump me, then..."

At this time, he took out the [anti-gravity catapult] from the bag, and the item did not turn gray, so...

Unconsciously press the grab button of the catapult, let the candle float, and then adjust the candle to a suitable angle by hand. Then, he put one end of the candle into the end of the hollow bracket, and sure enough, it could be embedded.

"Well, there are certain advantages to designing puzzles. At least when I am solving, it is easy to know that I am right..." I stopped and pressed the launch button.