Doomsday Wonderland

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"Wait, let's sort it out again."

Compared to Bohemia, whose hair suddenly exploded, Descartes seemed much calmer. "Don't run around the room in circles, the floor is about to be wiped out with sparks!" it advised, "The game is not over, it must be because the conditions for the end have not been met... Let's think about it, what conditions must be met?"

The murder method was found, and the secretary could no longer be harmed even if she was dead. The last goal was to "preserve myself until off-duty time" - there were three goals in total, and Bohemia had completed them all. Logically speaking, the game should have ended long ago. .

"Didn't he use disinfectant to kill people?" she asked, tapping the table anxiously.

"According to the clues given by the game, there should be nothing wrong with the murder method..." Descartes thought for a while, "What did the dungeon host say? Once all the goals are met, the prison crisis will end..."

Its voice trailed off, and it stared into Bohemia's eyes for a moment - even though it didn't actually have eyes.

"Wait a minute," murmured Bohemia, "he did say, meet 'all goals,' didn't he?"

What the dungeon host said was not "After completing these three goals, the game will be over." If I remember correctly, he did say "Complete all goals." So to say--

"There were goals that were not completed before!" One person and one spirit spit out these words almost at the same time.

But there were so many goals before, which one was left unfinished?

"Think about it from the beginning." Descartes became more energetic and signaled Bohemia to pull out a piece of paper: "Write down every goal - move quickly! Your character is too evil. I'm afraid that the night will be long and the dream will be too much." , if someone comes back to arrest you later, it doesn’t matter if you fail, but it’s the worst thing if I can’t get out.”

"...Have you forgotten that before entering this game, you were still thinking about eating people?" She only didn't want to be called "evil" by this mosaic.

"That's different. I'm here for survival. You're just a bad person."

While bickering, they tried their best to write down every goal they could remember on paper. The goals at the beginning were simple, such as finding out the location, date, and identity; in the middle, the difficulty gradually increased and turned into discovering and It's a task like protecting allies, but if you sort it out one by one, it doesn't look like any of it is unfinished.

"Wait a minute, I want you to protect your allies... Isn't Snake Skin dead? He must be your ally, right?" Descartes just refreshed, and then denied his idea: "No, protecting allies is that A stage's mission should be considered completed if Snake Skin survives that stage."

So...what exactly is it?

Bohemia sighed anxiously, feeling as if the chair was burning her buttocks even when she sat in it. As Descartes said, she has done a lot of "evil"; her evil deeds can be hidden for a while, but not forever - if she is really caught near the end, it will be really annoying.

"Really, this Sandy Winters is really bad. If the good warden doesn't do anything, why would he do something that's not on the table..." She muttered and complained.

The mosaic floating above the A4 paper suddenly paused slightly when he heard this. It froze in place for a while, and then shouted loudly: "I-I think I know!"

"What?"

Descartes spun around a few times, looking even more dizzy: "I, I'm not 100% sure... I just thought it was a bit strange to be reminded by you. Sandy Winters is really difficult for people to understand. Obviously She has a bright future and is an official in the judicial system, but privately she has destroyed all the laws that can be broken, as if she doesn't care about her own life at all..."

Bohemia's eyes widened, waiting for it to continue.

After hesitating for a moment, Descartes slowly said: "What if... you are not Sandy Winters at all?"

"The name of the warden is hanging on the door, and I am indeed the warden."

"No, I mean... although you are the warden, does the identity of Sandy Winters have to be your true identity?" Descartes saw that she still didn't understand, and explained: "Do you remember those four A bank statement? Each account belongs to a different person, right?"

Bohemia kinda gets it.

"You were Warden Sandy Winters in prison, but in a certain bank, you became Emma Green. Who said that the identity of Warden must be your true identity? Maybe it is just one of your many identities. One - who are you?" Descartes said unsteadily, "We have completed all the stage goals. Logically speaking, the game should have ended long ago. But if your identity is not Sandy Winters at all, Then everything makes sense, your first stage goal is still one step short of 'finding the identity'."

Bohemia slumped down in her chair, with a sad look on her face. "That's troublesome...how do I know who I really am?"

Descartes thought for a moment.

"You don't know it though...but someone might."

"who?"

"Have you forgotten? The only person who has doubts about you and secretly comes to investigate you -" When Descartes said this, he sounded a little gloating: "Aren't they just old leather shoes?"

Looking for old leather shoes to find out one's true identity is tantamount to seeking the skin of a tiger and taking the initiative to talk to others - Bohemia worried about the four bank statements for a while, and found that she had no clue, so she simply gritted her teeth: "How should I get information out of him?"

Even Descartes was troubled by this problem.

Perhaps because the goal was not achieved, the game could not end when it was supposed to end, and the plot continued to progress - when one person and one spirit did not know what to do, the phone suddenly rang, sharply echoing in the in the air, startling them.

The two looked at each other, Bohemia swallowed and answered the phone.

"Miss Winters?" On the other end of the phone was a female voice that she had heard once before. She was speaking in a low voice and her tone was urgent and panicked, as if she was afraid of being heard: "I'm Nurse Dori. I feel I must report something to you... The prisoner who was shot today regained consciousness. The bullet did not directly hit his vitals, so after our first aid, his condition stabilized quickly. "

Snakeskin is not dead?

Just as Bohemia was about to cope with it, she was suddenly startled. Snake Skin was shot this morning. At that time, she was preoccupied with getting rid of the Beef Secretary. She also thought that Snake Skin must be dead and the game was about to end. Later, she didn’t ask much about it - "He just regained consciousness." Of?"

"No -" the nurse seemed a little embarrassed, "We have been observing his condition since noon - he, he regained consciousness about an hour ago. At the beginning, he could not speak well and his articulation was not good. It’s clear, but things are getting better and better…”

"Then why are you telling me now?"

"Yes...it's because the agent didn't let us report." When she said this, she explained in a panic: "We were also hesitant because it was against the regulations. If we cooperated with him, it would be a violation of the code. But the agent He lost his temper and said that he had to interview the prisoner privately. He also said that this was related to an important investigation. If the news leaked out, no one would be responsible... But I thought about it again and again. At least I The warden must be notified..."

This nurse is amazing!

After the initial shock faded, Bohemia was almost immediately overwhelmed with joy - this was really a pillow for dozing off!

It has to be said that Old Leather Shoes is really perceptive. She only instructed Snake Skin to do things with her front legs, and he sniffed out the clues with her back legs - he did not let the medical department report to him about Snake Skin's awakening. There is only one reasonable explanation: that is , Old Leather Shoes has noticed the connection between the two. UU reading www. uukｎｓｓｎet What he wanted to dig out of the snake's mouth was the inside story about her, the warden.

With praise and encouragement, Bohemia found out from the nurse where the old leather shoes and snakeskin were. It was an observation room on the second floor, and there was nothing in the sky outside the window. It was unrealistic to hide under the window and listen to the wall——

Ten minutes later, Bohemia was squatting next to the waste bin at the back of the medical department, with the observation room on the second floor directly above her head. The windows of the observation room are closed tightly, and no sound can be heard from inside; but when people look carefully, they will find that the gaps in the windows are blurry and chaotic, forming a long and thin mosaic.

For the first time, Bohemia was so grateful for the existence of Descartes.

Whenever there was a conversation in the room, the content of the conversation would be recited by Descartes and conveyed to her mind - the game rules made by the dungeon host only limited the evolution ability and the use of special items; I am afraid that even He also didn't expect that there would be players carrying a copy with them like a dog.

"...No matter what kind of profit and cooperation relationship it is, you won't sacrifice your life for her, right?" When Descartes repeated it, his identity could not be heard from his voice; but the person who asked this question was obviously an old leather shoe. ——"She put you in danger but didn't tell you. Plus she's not a member of your gang, so there's no need to keep hiding it. Think about it, I can apply for a commutation of your sentence... Tell me, what did Sandy Winters do in private? What?"

Snakeskin seemed to be quiet for a while. After a few seconds, Descartes repeated his answer.

"Sandy Winters didn't do anything."

Just when Bohemia thought he was not going to explain, Descartes continued to repeat: "Because the real Sandy Winters has died long ago."