Doomsday Wonderland

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With her heart beating like a drum, Bohemia pressed her body tightly against the wall, secretly deciding that as soon as the man showed his head, she would immediately punch him in the nose - just when she was uneasy While waiting for the dark shadow behind the door, he suddenly stopped when he heard footsteps inside the door.

Immediately afterwards, the door was closed by the man with a "click".

A false alarm - with the sound of the door closing, Bohemia's heart suddenly dropped into her stomach, and she let out a long breath, as if seven to eighty percent of her strength had been drained away.

"It's such good luck that he didn't come out." Descartes said loudly.

Bohemia rolled her eyes at it.

Waves of flickering light shone from under the door. It must have been the person who turned on the flashlight. Anyway, everything had been taken out, and Bohemia was not afraid of him looking through it; taking this opportunity, she moved bit by bit to Secretary Beef's office and ducked in.

She was exhausted from going back and forth between the two rooms tonight. Ever since she entered the game, her energy had dropped back to the level of an ordinary person.

Using the moonlight, I glanced at the clock that was thrown to the ground. It was at least three hours before dawn. Bohemia locked the doors and windows as quietly as possible, sat behind the door panel, and listened to the sounds on the other side of the corridor with her ears open - she could not leave the building, so she had to wait for the other party to leave first.

"...I think the key to the problem is why that person knew the password to your safe." After a moment of silence, Descartes suddenly spoke up.

"It must be Secretary Beef. He somehow secretly saw it and told others——"

"Impossible, your back was turned to him at that time and you forced me into the safe, so I was facing the direction of the beef secretary..."

"You still distinguish heads and tails? Aren't you just a ball?"

"The point is! He has his back to you, and there is nothing in front of him that can reflect the shadow behind him, so he must not be able to see the password!"

"Why are you angry?" Bohemia muttered, "I originally thought the password was Sandy Winters' birthday. After all, 1127 looks like a date... but it turned out that the birthday was not at all on the passport."

Tonight, two unidentified people came in to spy on her. One of them targeted her, and the other targeted Secretary Beef. Looking at the several bank accounts filled with money, it seems that as a civil servant, she, the warden, is a bit unclean. Even if someone comes to investigate her, there will be no surprise... But why should she investigate the beef secretary?

"Just try to deduce it and you will know. So far, as far as we know, Secretary Beef has only done one disgraceful thing, which is to cooperate with Agent Geer and give him the opportunity to kill the prisoner Helsing. If someone comes to investigate, they must be investigating this matter... After all, the only thing worth investigating about him is this matter. It is impossible to find out why his mate selection standards are so low." Descartes thought carefully. After a while, he said: "This is not real life, this is a game. It is enough for us to mainly consider the information given by the game."

Bohemia did not realize the meaning of the sentence it was deliberately sandwiched between.

She was lost in thought and didn't speak for a while. After a while, she whispered: "...Isn't that a little too fast?"

"Huh? What's too fast?" Descartes suddenly rose up, "Do you have an idea?"

But Bohemia remained silent again. This time she seemed to have grasped an extremely important clue. She was staring at the documents scattered on the floor and thinking deeply. She even uttered Descartes' sarcastic words: "You have a memory problem and can only run single-threaded tasks." ?" Didn't even reach my ears.

After a few minutes, she let out a low breath.

Unexpectedly, those few words from Descartes just now inspired her a lot; her thoughts went deeper and deeper, and she gradually felt that the fog began to lift, and the key points became clear one by one.

"You are talking, what did you think of?" The Descartes spirit floated back and forth on her knees, extremely anxious, "Do you know who is on the other side?"

"Wouldn't you know if you took a look for yourself?"

"Then what fun is there in thinking!" Descartes exclaimed, "Seeing the answer but missing the most wonderful thinking process is like being full and not knowing the taste of delicious food. Hey, are you talking?"

At the critical moment, Bohemia lost its voice. The copyman urged her a few times but got no response. When he looked at her, he realized that he didn't know what she was thinking. His face suddenly turned ugly and he cursed: "Damn it! Oh no!"

"how?"

"Quickly - help me clean up the floor - oh, by the way, you are of no use at all, forget it and let me do it!" Bohemia didn't have time to explain, and hurriedly grabbed the scattered documents into her arms. He returned the chair and clock to their original positions; Descartes, who was confused about the situation, was floating in the air, staring at her in a daze.

Almost as soon as she finished cleaning up, the door to the warden's office across the corridor opened. How could Bohemia dare to make the same mistake again? Before the footsteps could be heard in the corridor, she had already rushed to the window. Under the moonlight outside the window, there stood a tall construction ladder. It was the same person who came just now. It was left by the man who investigated the beef secretary and got beaten up by her.

When the footsteps came to the door of Secretary Beef's office, she stuffed all the documents into the clothes on her chest, opened the window, turned over and climbed up the ladder. It wasn't until there was a clatter of keys at the door that Descartes floated over in a panic, stuck out a mosaic outside the window, and asked, "What's going on? How did you know he was coming?"

Before she finished speaking, Bohemia stood on the ladder and stretched out her hand to pull the window shut. Of course, this couldn't stop a mosaic-like Descartes spirit; it vaguely "seeped" through the cracks in the window, caught up with Bohemia, who had climbed some distance down the ladder, and complained: " I can’t tell you’re crawling as fast as a mouse.”

Bohemia was afraid that the sound of closing the window just now would fall into the ears of that person. She had no time to pay attention to it at this time. Her hands and feet were so fast that she wanted to turn into a shadow. As soon as her feet landed on the ground, she immediately dodged to the side and hugged her. Behind a raised wall.

"Is that person looking out the window?" she asked in a low voice. "Look, who is it?"

Descartes was floating in the air, but he still couldn't hold back his curiosity and glanced at the window on the second floor. "It's old leather shoes! It's old leather shoes! Oh, it's really him. In fact, I have been vaguely suspicious of this old boy for a long time -"

"It is indeed him. Stop talking nonsense," Bohemia was not surprised at all. After catching her breath, she lifted the document that was about to slip off her clothes and asked, "Is he gone now?"

"Wait a minute, there's still a flashlight in the window..."

"I have to go in quickly," Bohemia looked around, gritted her teeth, walked around the corner and ran towards the door on the first floor: "The rule is to spend one night in the building without being discovered. If I stayed outside for a long time and was judged invalid by the game, I would have died unjustly!"

Fortunately, she made a quick decision. When she rushed to the first floor, the warning sound of the copy host had just sounded. Coincidentally, as soon as the warning sounded, the footsteps of old leather shoes clattered down the stairs. He probably thought that there was no one in the building, so he was not as careful as before, taking every step. I told Bohemia downstairs to hear it clearly.

"Conference room!" Descartes screamed, and everyone quickly got into the conference room.

Standing behind the half-open door of the conference room, listening to the footsteps of old leather shoes fading away, Bohemia breathed a sigh of relief until she could no longer hear them. This little hide-and-seek game has finally come to an end. She can just wait for dawn - since no one knows she is here, even if someone really wants to kill her, they will naturally not come here. She should be safe for the time being.

"You can say it now," Descartes urged: "What did you just discover?"

Bohemia took out the documents and spread them out on the chair, feeling that all her strength had been drained away.

"Sandy Winters is not a clean person and has a very close relationship with the prisoners. Maybe my role is an important link between inside and outside the prison... The agents from the Bureau of Investigation came here for this matter. In addition, The person who entered my office just now had a gun, so it is not difficult to guess that the person is the old leather shoe."

"But why does he have the combination to the safe, and why does he have the key?"

"I don't know the password yet... but the key is very simple." Bohemia snorted from her nose, "Have you forgotten? When Old Leather Shoes was talking to the secretary on the phone, the secretary said everything , he said - 'You stay in the next room all night, and I will give you the key'."

"Wait, he means the room keys in the medical department, right?"

"Of course we think so." Bohemia looked unhappy, "Because that bullshit secretary just wanted me to misunderstand that the key he sent there was only for the medical department... But the fact is, he was right under my nose. At the bottom, I also sent a copy of the key to the office building. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net Old Leather Shoes has obtained the key to the office building, so you can come over and quietly investigate my office at night. "

"Why did you give him the key?"

"He and Old Leather Shoes have been secretly connected for a long time. Maybe he was the informant that Old Leather Shoes used to spy on me... Agent Geer's death happened suddenly, and neither of them probably expected it. Let me tell you, Regarding Agent Geer, Secretary Beef must have kept it secret from Old Leather Shoes... What a two-faced thing! But Old Leather Shoes was quite smart, and he immediately took advantage of this opportunity and attacked my office. . The person who searched my trash can this afternoon was probably him too!"

Descartes thought for a moment and asked, "How do you know they were secretly connected?"

"It's also because of the key."

Bohemia pouted towards the door of the conference room: "Do you remember what Secretary Beef said about how he secretly locked the old leather shoes into the conference room? He said he inserted the key early in the morning. I turned the lock cylinder and locked the door while the door was closing. Although it sounded reasonable, the more I thought about it, the more I felt like there was something wrong... It was only when I thought of another set of keys just now that I suddenly understood."

"how?"

"According to his method, people in the house will not notice when he locks the door, but he will always pull out the key! After the door is closed, the sound of pulling out the key is so clear, how could the people in the house not hear it? Especially an experienced veteran agent..."

When Bohemia said this, she felt a slight discomfort in her chest and throat. She coughed twice and continued: "So obviously, he must have lied to me -"

The choking suddenly became severe, interrupting what she had not finished - Bohemia bent over, and a large mouthful of blood poured out from her throat, splattering on the ground.