Doomsday Wonderland

"Exit,"

The male college student said with a relaxed expression, "It's in room 102."

Lin Sanjiu stood there, still holding the plastic bag in her hand; it was not until the answer was handed to her carelessly that she realized that she had not expected the other party to answer the question directly.

"102, that man lives there..." She paused and then changed her words: "Child?"

The male college student smiled and tapped his temple with one hand.

"The kid is already in his thirties," he said. "It seems to be some kind of disease. His mental age cannot keep up with his physical age. He always says that his mother won't let him open the door to outsiders. It's annoying to death. Every time he wants to Saying nice things for a long time...I once gave him a gift, hoping to build a good relationship with him, and since then I have been able to go in and out smoothly."

Lin Sanjiu watched him reach out to take the plastic bag and handed it over blankly. He knew that saying these words would send him away... Didn't he have the intention of tricking people into entering the house? Why? Is it because he is afraid that she will find this room?

"The old man in Room 104 said that there is someone on the second floor who always asks him to help with things." She thought for a while and asked, "Do you know who it is?"

"Doing something? What do you do?" The male college student seemed to be wary, "I don't know. You don't want to do something for him, do you?"

Lin Sanjiu stared at him and said "Huh" noncommittally.

"Don't do it," the male college student said, "We residents usually do something for each other. You, an outsider, must not do for them what they usually do every day."

"Why?" Lin Sanjiu asked immediately.

At this moment, the male college student weighed the bag in his hand, opened the plastic bag and looked at it.

When he raised his head, for some reason, Lin Sanjiu suddenly remembered the bank robber wearing stockings on TV: his face was still the same, and his facial features were still the same, but the expression on his face seemed to be slightly distorted. It's moved, it's different.

"How can I explain it to you..." The male college student took two steps back into the room and said, "I can give you a demonstration. I often play games at home. If you come in and play a game with me, you will naturally know——"

Lin Sanjiu reached into the darkness, held the door handle, and closed the door with a "dang" sound.

The voice of the male college student suddenly broke off; 2 In the darkness, it was almost as if there had never been any residents.

Don't help residents do things they normally do...

This thought was like a hand pushing her forward. When Lin Sanjiu quickly turned around and walked through the corridor, she completely ignored the female voice coming from Room 208 - "Who wants to go out? They are all neighbors. Can you help me walk my dog ​​by the way?"

She was almost at the top of the stairs when she heard the sound of a door opening in the dark corridor behind her. The female voice almost seemed to be following her in small steps, lingering: "My dog ​​is very smart. He knows the way and can take you out by himself..."

If the first place she stopped just now was not Room 28...

The sweat on Lin Sanjiu's palms made the flashlight slippery, so she couldn't help but tighten her grip on it, as if it was a lifeline.

Not only is it a matter of truth and lies, and contradictory ones, it seems that the "order" in which the information is obtained is also crucial; so until she has all the information, it is best for her to do nothing.

This also means that the time window for her to escape is narrower.

"Twelve or thirteen minutes at most," Teacher Yi's voice was tighter than her hand.

It only took Lin Sanjiu less than ten seconds to return to the corridor entrance on the first floor - this was not even her maximum speed. The distance that was usually negligible made her take a few breaths. She looked at the light coming from under the door of Room 102 and found that the dark figure was still standing there, motionless.

Really here?

Lin Sanjiu didn't go up, but knocked on the door of room 101.

The male resident in Room 101 seemed to be very cautious and was the only one who neither unlocked nor opened the door for her; Lin Sanjiu had to pass her question in through the crack in the door.

"So you want to find the exit," the man seemed to be clinging to the other side of the door panel and said, "That's my home."

Lin Sanjiu pursed her lips.

"But I don't think you seem to be a resident of this apartment. I can't just let strangers in." The man continued, "What are you here for?"

"I...I came to the agent to view the house." Lin Sanjiu said bravely, "I can't get out now."

"Didn't your agency tell you where the exit is?" the man asked, "How's the reputation of your agency? Is it good or bad?"

Not knowing how to continue this conversation, Lin Sanjiu had no choice but to play dumb: "What do you mean?"

"There are two types of intermediaries, those with high credibility and those with low credibility." The man said as if you don't even know this, "As the name suggests, those with high credibility only tell the truth, and those with low credibility only tell lies. Which kind of intermediary did you find?"

Lin Sanjiu was stunned, thought for a moment, and replied: "Those with high credibility."

The agent Xiao Xu must be the type who "only tells the truth", otherwise he can't introduce the dungeon rules to Lin Sanjiu - no, what if the so-called dungeon rules are also lies?

No, that's not right either. There is no obvious exit in this dungeon, and it can be seen from the residents' conversations that "exit" is the most important theme; based on her experience in so many dungeons, her goal task should be to "find the exit."

At least the agent Xiao Xu didn't lie on this point.

"That's okay. I guess he was negligent and didn't tell you that the exit is at my house." While she was thinking, the man was still talking: "What are your plans now? Should you come in and take a look, or should you confirm with your agent? ?”

Is this person trying to trick himself into entering by retreating?

As soon as Lin Sanjiu refused, the man interrupted her: "I also understand your embarrassment. After all, residents are not like intermediaries. What we say is true and false. You go find your intermediary, and then you can talk about it." You can come back to me and open the door."

“Are residents’ words true or false?”

Lin Sanjiu's heart skipped a beat as she finally saw the first crack in the mystery in front of her.

If this sentence is a lie, then there are two inferences: first, the resident only tells the truth, which contradicts the premise and is impossible; second, the resident only tells lies.

Judging from the hint given by the middle-aged woman, the sentence "The people in the apartment wanted to trick her into entering" is true - which means that the resident cannot just tell lies - which also means, "the resident has something to say." "True or false" must be a true statement.

Man No. 101 provided three information points: first, his home is an exit; second, there are two types of agents in the apartment; third, whether the residents' words are true or false. It's a pity that Lin Sanjiu still can't tell whether the first and second points are true.

But she finally made some progress - inspired, she walked across the corridor and knocked on the door of Room 102.

"Big sister is here again," the grown man behind the door said sweetly.

Last time he didn't provide any information at all, this time Lin Sanjiu would not waste any more time.

"I'm looking for an exit." She asked bluntly, "Is this your home?"

"Yes." The male voice, which was made into a child's voice, said, "My home is the exit."

"How do you prove that your home is the exit?" Lin Sanjiu didn't want him to ramble on, "Many people say that their home is the exit."

"Well, you go ask your agent," the adult boy said slowly, "I just heard you say that your agent has a high reputation. If the reputation is high, he will only tell the truth, and then he will I will tell you that my home is the exit..."

He almost took the same script as the man in Room 101, and repeated the same information point; in this detour, there was no way to prove whether the key message of "two types of intermediaries" was true. .

Lin Sanjiu endured her annoyance and said, "My agent has long since disappeared. I can't ask him."

"Hey, what should I do?"

"If there is an exit in your home, it should be easy to prove, right?" she pressed, "For example, if you open the door and show me..."

The adult boy chuckled twice. "Sister, I said my house is the exit, but I didn't say I would open the door for you." He said, "My mother said she wouldn't let me open the door to outsiders. Even if I prove it and you believe me, I will I won’t open the door for you.”

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't break the dungeon door panel, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net Lin Sanjiu would have really wanted to kick him and knock the doorkeeper to the ground.

"I don't care if you open the door or not," she said through gritted teeth, "Do you have a way to prove it?"

"Oh, I know!" The adult boy's tone sounded fake, as if he had a solution long ago and only said it now. "Wait for me a moment."

"Hurry up, I don't have time." Lin Sanjiu said, looking at the door deep in the corridor that she had not visited yet - if this guy was stalling for time, should she knock on someone else's door?

However, she didn't expect that the other party would come back soon, and this time there was a rustling sound under the door.

"I once received a gift, which was a Polaroid."

Lin Sanjiu's flashlight illuminated the photo of the head that was gradually peeking out from under the door, and he heard him say: "I just took a photo of the exit."

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