Thriller Paradise

After more than an hour of puzzle solving, the director finally broke free from his memory space, and the white light that lit up declared the change of the environment. Just as he was still adapting to the light in front of him, the voice of the autumn wind rang around him: "This time, people are coming together."

When the metermaster heard it, he was shocked.

At the moment, on the chest of the autumn wind, a short sword was inserted, and his body was "stuck" on the seat by the sword, and the wound was still bleeding.

"Don't panic, he's fine... There is no danger to life." Hongjun's tone is as calm as ever.

The meter manager heard the words and turned to look at the other side.

Hong Hao was not injured by the sharp edge, but his entire head was "closed" in a small cage made of metal, just like wearing a helmet that could not be removed.

The cage is a rectangular parallelepiped, only slightly larger than the head of Hongjun. There is a round hole at the bottom of the cage, just to hug its neck. To be honest, this styling has a bit of joy in hunting.

"This is really..." The meter quickly saw the situation at hand. He found himself sitting on a round table with lots of strange cards on the table. There are six chairs around the table. In addition to the four players, there are two strange characters in the seats.

The two npcs, or bosses, seem to be self-conscious and unharmed. But on the player side, it is another situation...

"The task should be updated." This sentence is not sealed.

It is also not optimistic that Jing Ge’s current situation. His two cockroaches have been split, and the corners of the left and right sides are stretched out with an upward sloping scar, as if there is a smile on his face that never disappears.

"You are imitating joker and getting into the magic..." The director couldn't help but say.

He will say the word "imitation". It’s not unreasonable, because at this time, I’m really holding a **** folding knife in my hands. It seems that this “smiley face” is indeed cut by himself.

"Oh... just be it." Feng did not feel sneer and replied.

[The current task has been completed. The main line task has been updated] The system prompts to sound at the right time.

In the four players' taskbar, [all surviving players enter the "inference club". This article has finally been ticked away.

As for [escape from the memory space, return to the seventh floor of the "test building." 】 This task, although every player has it. But this is not a common task, but four identical personal tasks. So the players are doing it separately.

"Oh... is that the case..." I saw the new task that appeared in the taskbar [beating Sherlock Holmes and Moriarty in the "round table game"] and said with a smile: "The difficulty is not small... ..."

"When it is difficult to say that it is a kind of pleasant expression, it is noisy..." The autumn wind said in a deadly tone.

"Ha... don't you have a good time too?" Feng did not laugh.

Autumn Wind Road: "Where is it that I am happy? I can still have a **** effect on my body."

I shrugged my shoulders. "Oh... or Hongjun is the most comfortable."

Hong Hao put a stinky face across the fence: "I think this type of iron cage has made me lose something very important."

The deputy, a deputy, the second monk, couldn’t figure it out, and asked, “What are you doing?”

"This question will be discussed later." Feng did not know: "You first say a message that has not been "encountered" in the memory space."

"Not yet encountered..." The meter's eyes flashed, thinking about whether this is a madman who hinted at himself.

In the process of solving the memory space, the director has indeed encountered several situations that are very relevant to the situation indicated by “those messages”. I want to say a message that he has not encountered before. There should be two sentences left...

Holmes took a pipe. He screamed in his English voice: "I believe that you, like these gentlemen, clearly remember the contents of the five messages, so please come up with one sentence so that the game can continue."

Moriarty said: "But don't say the message you have already encountered. Because the ‘implementation’ effect of those sentences has been consumed and cannot be used as a condition for entry.”

Counting the meter and looking around, the brain flashed countless thoughts. He saw that his teammates were all sitting in a position. Even if someone had a sword in his chest, everyone didn't mean anything. It was obvious that the situation in front of him could not be solved by violence.

"Well... when you think you have got what you want, you have lost more." The director said.

In the memory space, he has not experienced the plot that matches the meaning of this message.

The voice just fell, a card on the desktop, and began to move without touching, slowly moved to the front of the meter.

"Fu--" Holmes spit out a cigarette: "Turn it on, Mr. San."

Since the other party said "turned over", it means that this card is now back facing up. The director looked down at the card, and in addition to the blue borderless texture on the back, there was also a word - [hints].

The planner looked up and looked at his teammates. The manners of Hongjun and Qiufeng were very dignified, and the seal was not a smile...

"If I guessed it right..." The director's hand was already on the card, but he didn't open it, but looked at the two bosses and said: "The sentence chosen by the mad brother is... with a smile To meet the tragic misfortune, with a hundred times of courage to cope with all this misfortune. And Hongjun chose... there is no place in the world comparable to his own home."

"Oh... the correct inference." Holmes smiled back. "Yes, the card will have a corresponding effect based on the content of the ‘implementation’.”

The captain sneered a sneer, and said to the autumn wind: "What the autumn wind you said, I can't guess."

"Sincere charity, not to return." Autumn wind sloppily responded.

"Oh..." said the dictator: "It seems that no matter what the sentence is, there will be no good results." He turned his face to Moriarty and Holmes again: "So...if I don't turn this Card, what about?"

“How else?” Feng Shou replied for them: “The game will stay in your turn and can't go on. Then everyone will consume it, it will take you to be judged by the system as a negative game, or everyone will be collectively due to the game time. It’s too long and broken.”

The autumn wind answered: "By the way, the things in the bag can't be used anymore. If you drag it for an hour or so, I might have to bleed to death."

Hongjun also added: "And if you want to solve the problem with professors and detectives, it is best to recall the wall that sealed the first floor door... guess who is the masterpiece."

The chief of the meter laughed and shook his head: "Well, turn it over and you can't be hurt." He groaned and turned the card in front of him.

(To be continued)