Weird Regulator

"No. 3, No. 5, No. 8, No. 9, gluttonous ghosts.

After the merger, only the gluttonous prisoner No. 3 is left, but we can change the engraving on Prisoner No. 3 after the merger to turn it into nothingness!

In this way, we can deal with four ghosts with one hand. "

Fang Shenyan brought the correct direction of survival, and Xiao Qianduye's team completely summarized the optimal solution.

Xie Zheng took the lead in gathering the photos of the four prisoners in the first group together and spoke quickly.

Tongguan winked at Hong Fu. Hong Fu immediately understood and repeated it to Fan Ru on the phone.

There was a great breakthrough in the way of survival, and Tongguan's movements became more and more brisk.

He pulled out the two photos sent by Fang Shenyan, put them together with Prisoner No. 14, and began to continue searching.

With the detection direction, progress is more efficient.

It didn't take long for him to find the last one among the remaining prisoner photos.

Now the four prisoners in the second group have been sorted out:

“Prisoner No. 14, charged with: digging graves;

Prisoner No. 10, charged with: stealing corpses and disguising themselves;

Prisoner No. 16, charged with: sleeping with corpses;

Prisoner No. 11, charged with: refining corpses into pairs. "

The first group of prisoners was charged with gluttony, while the second group of prisoners was charged with making corpses, which may also be called necrophilia.

But it didn't matter at all. Tongguan only knew that he would offset three more ghosts.

The second group that will eventually be retained should be Prisoner No. 11, and the arrest time in this room can be tampered with and needs further verification.

As time passed by, the originally scattered and messy photos in front of Tongguan had been completely distinguished and reorganized.

The first group: No. 3, No. 5, No. 8, No. 9, Gluttonous Ghosts, can all be eliminated;

The second group includes prisoners No. 10, No. 11, No. 14, and No. 16, the corpse-refining ghosts, and the remaining No. 16 cannot be eliminated;

The third group: No. 4, No. 6, No. 12, and No. 13 are ghosts, and the remaining No. 13 cannot be eliminated;

When the timer on Dai Yingqi's wrist had only the last two minutes left, Fan Ru's extremely tired voice finally came from the mobile phone on the table.

"I...I have eliminated everything that can be eliminated...

There are still 4 ghosts left and there is no way to deal with them. "

Tongguan is always guarding the photos here and doing the elimination work. Naturally, he can know which four will be left in the end.

The four photos represent four unique ghosts, namely:

“No. 7: Having trouble sleeping;

Number 15: Don’t be stubborn;

No. 17: There is soul but no soul;

And the enchantment of No. 13. "

The last of the gluttony series ghosts and the zombie series ghosts were eliminated by tampering with time.

Among the remaining four, No. 17 and No. 13 have a correspondence, but they can only eliminate No. 17.

Tongguan frowned in thought, and finally said slowly:

"13 and 17 can be put together and use No. 13 to draw away the soul of No. 17, so that we only have three special ghosts left."

"But... okay."

Fan Ru's question was obviously to ask "No. 7", "No. 13" and "No. 15", what to do with these three ghosts that can neither be eliminated nor tamper with time.

But she also knew that after a long analysis, it was not easy to achieve this step.

"The inability to sleep in skin may have something to do with killing people and sewing corpses. After all, both are related to human skin.

If it doesn't work, I'll take the wax figure No. 7 to Room 2 and take a gamble.

But the seductress of No. 13 and the evil spirit of No. 15 are difficult to deal with..."

Chang Nian's head ached a little. For people like them, the 18 minutes of analysis had almost wiped away all their wisdom.

Even though it didn't last long, it still made my mental strength far less than before.

These two most special ghosts are likely to become the real executioners who take Fan Ru's life.

"The superficial meaning of "reluctance to be evil" is to do evil without repentance, which is a very evil and extremely evil person.

It has become a ghost, and it is naturally a very evil ghost. If this wax statue is really resurrected, I am afraid there will be no way out. "

Jie Zheng is at a loss. His analysis is useless. He is just stating the facts.

Dai Yingqi looked at the countdown on his wrist nervously. It had entered the last half minute. He looked at Tongguan who looked gloomy and said softly:

"Brother Tong, we... we don't have time..."

Although the 15th and 17th are difficult to deal with, it should take about five minutes before they are revived.

But Prisoner No. 7 will be resurrected soon. Since there is no time to think about countermeasures, we can only throw him into Room 2 and take a chance.

Jie Zheng was watching from the side, and finally picked up the mobile phone on the table and said coldly:

"Prisoner No. 7 will be resurrected soon. Take him to Room 2 and let him stand against the murderous corpse. Maybe there will be a solution!"

Tongguan's eyes were a little red. He stared at the remaining three photos closely and remained silent.

"It shouldn't be like this...

There will always be a surplus when eliminating ghosts, which is definitely not the optimal solution.

The wholeness, the overall sense of dissonance in the Tang Dynasty Wax Museum, is where..."

Tongguan's brain was running rapidly. It wasn't until the ghosts were eliminated and the remaining ghosts appeared that he realized that maybe his previous thinking was wrong.

Deciphering sixteen ghosts may not be the way out of the Tang Dynasty Wax Museum.

But where is the real way to survive?

Tongguan clutched his hair tightly, lowered his head, abandoned all his previous thoughts, and began to analyze everything from the macro perspective of the Tang Dynasty Wax Museum.

This time, he broke through the shackles of thinking and finally captured a key point.

The origin of the Tang Dynasty Wax Museum seems to be uncomplicated.

The answer was given the first time Su Qin'er and Fan Ru stepped into this door.

The Tang Dynasty Wax Museum is not a horror-themed museum.

They took the wrong path and entered a museum that shouldn't exist.

As for the reason why they are trapped here, the conductor with a bad attitude has already given a hint:

"Buy a ticket if you go in. If you don't go in, go back."

A flash of inspiration occurred in Tongguan, and he finally thought of a way to crack the source: "Bill!"

The reason why Fan Ru, Su Qin'er, even those three tourists, and the first batch of tourists who entered the museum and never came out again was unable to get out.

It is because they have purchased tickets and become part of the Tang Dynasty Wax Museum.

Although Fan Ru had torn up her and Su Qin'er's tickets, they were not completely destroyed.

Then, if you want to break free, you just need to go to the front desk again and disappear those ruined by the bill fragments.

If they leave no trace of their identity, they will no longer be part of the Tang Dynasty Wax Museum!

Tongguan pounded his fist on the table in pain and swept all the messy photos to the ground.

He stretched out his hand excitedly, grabbing the mobile phone on the table and telling Fan Rusheng the way to go before the deadline.

There was still time, that half minute was enough for her to survive.

However, when he just stretched out his hand, another hand grabbed the phone that was still talking and threw it to the ground.

Torn apart.

Tongguan looked there in disbelief, his eyes turned into pain after losing his concentration, and he growled and asked:

"Fang Shenyan! Mei Sheng! There's no time!"

And there was a man and a woman standing there, their faces uniformly expressionless.

Mei Sheng glanced coldly at the photos scattered on the ground and said softly:

"The way out is easy, right?

If you weren't eager to save people, you would have thought of it long ago.

But if this way of survival is carried out, it will seriously damage Ji Li's plan.

Because the bills of Fan Ru and Su Qin'er had been mixed together for a long time, they were destroyed together, and Su Qin'er would also be saved.

Just think that Fan Ruming is bad. "

Tongguan looked at the two indifferent figures in front of him, as if falling into the abyss, and looked at the broken mobile phone reluctantly.

He understood that it was never too late.

Slowly, he raised his bloodshot eyes, scanned the faces of the two people one by one, and sneered:

"No wonder the two of you would actually participate in this kind of rescue operation!

It turns out that you have already made peace with that Ji Li! "

…

The 18-minute deadline is very short for Fan Ru.

During this time, she was like a dominated machine, doing simple and repetitive manual labor, running up and down.

But as the final time came, she finally had her own thoughts while pushing the stretcher brought out of Room 2 and transporting the wax figure in Room 7.

In the first 17 minutes, she was mechanically following the orders of others and doing instinctive compliance.

Until these last few seconds, she could really feel the wind flowing around her, the smell of blood in the air, and her extremely tired body.

The closer to the end, the more profound and vivid this feeling becomes.

Fan Ru is not very educated and can't think of any more appropriate adjective.

But she knew very well that this was a sign of approaching death.

On the far side, the split between Tongguan and Fang and Mei had already determined her fate.

And she seemed to sense the aura of fate, so she didn't act quickly.

Time flows slower at this time.

She is just a middle-aged woman who graduated from junior high school. The hardship of life has made her live like a grown man.

It is precisely because of this that she can live until now.

Maybe she and Su Qin'er would switch positions. In terms of physical fitness alone, Su Qin'er wouldn't be able to reach the same level as her.

Tears filled her eyes as she pushed the melting wax figure of Prisoner No. 7.

The road ahead was only dark and bloody, but in the blur she saw a little girl waving to her.

The girl is tall and has fair skin, but her appearance is not beautiful.

But so what?

This girl has already learned more knowledge and understands more principles than Fan Ru. She will never be like Fan Ru and can only chop piles of pork in the vegetable market.

Her daughter will have more hope than she does.

Perhaps what Fan Ru is most proud of in this life is that he is at the bottom, but he has pushed his daughter to a brighter future.