After waiting for a while, not waiting for the bodyguard to come back, Kemon kind of understood that Shirley might have been locked up alone in the small black room.

The small black house can be closed for up to 100 people, what if there are 100 and 1 people entering the small black house?

Kemon looked at the storage scarf around his neck, how many pets were taken out of it, what if it took out thousands of creatures?

Kemon had a lot of ideas in his head, but unfortunately he didn't have so many living creatures in his scarf, so he had to go out and experiment later.

Looking to the side of the wall, Kemon put on the ring of the Thunderbolt King, and countless thunderbolts jumped on his body and quickly twisted into an electric field.

A steel core bullet ejected out, the electric field changed instantly, and a strong magnetic field acted on the steel core bullet body, and a beam of white light shot out.

With a bang, the walls were shot through, huge holes appeared, and cracks continued to spread outward.

Kemon slammed his right hand into the wall, and the wall cracked open, revealing an infinite blackness.

Kemon looked at the infinite blackness and rushed in without hesitation.

In front of me, the computer and desktop were intact, and the walls and doors behind him were not damaged.

Kemeng was silent for a few seconds, the resistance power had already flowed all over his body, but he couldn't affect the environment of the small black room.

This made Kemon think silently.

The ability of the little black house is a bit weird, and it does not invade Kemon's body, nor does it affect Kemon's mental state.

It just sets up an enclosed space in such an unpretentious way, and if you complete the task, you will be let out, and if you don't complete it, you will be restored no matter how you destroy it.

Kemeng sat in front of the computer with a straight face, although he didn't want to be led by the nose by the little black house, but now he couldn't leave the plan without finishing the words, so he could only write hard.

“1111111……”

Kemon pressed the number key "1" and watched as the number of words on the codeword screen continued to increase, and soon the number of words rose from zero to 100 words.

Subsequently, Kemon used the copy-and-paste technique to quickly copy 10,000 1 characters.

At this time, Kemon stopped coding and found that the number of words he needed to unlock was still 10,000 words.

"Doesn't it count as random codewords, I see." Kemon muttered.

Kemeng used a variety of water word counts**, but unfortunately it was ineffective, and the software did not recognize it.

After several rounds of testing, Kemeng also figured out the temper of the software, only recognizing the style, writing other styles, or irrigating water.

Then Kemon can only code, although the level is a bit scum, but the software recognizes the number of words.

I don't know how long it took, but there was a ding.

A box pops up on the screen of the little black house, and the unlock is complete.

Kemon looked dazed, and finally finished.

In the blink of an eye, Kemon was already standing outside the door on the second floor.

Standing in front of the door for a few seconds, he went downstairs and walked outside, and several investigators looked excited.

The crowd who were stopped outside the cordon and could not get close to the onlookers also shouted.

"How's it going, young man?"

"Tell me, lad!"

The aunts and uncles seem to be very idle, and they are watching strongly.

The main reason is that in the past two months, there are no dangerous things in the special field that have come out to harm people, and they are well controlled by the Investigation Bureau, so the uncles and aunts are not afraid of onlookers.

"Everyone, please don't look around, this building is a murderous house." Kemon turned around and used the words of murder to scare the common people.

No, when the aunts and uncles heard that it was a murderous house, they couldn't wait to grow four legs, scatter in a hurry, and run fast.

Only a few investigators and servicemen who maintained the cordon remained.

"Team K!"

"Hello Gram!"

The investigators saluted, but Kemon asked, "How long have I been trapped?" ”

Kemeng coded a whole 10,000 words in the small dark room, and it took at least four or five hours or more.

"Report to Team K, you've been trapped inside for five hours and twenty-five minutes."

After being trapped for a long time, Kemon looked at the sky, it was already a little late, the sun had already set, and the sky was glowing purple and black.

Shirley was still trapped inside and didn't come out, so Kemon waited outside and didn't go inside.

"Didn't you send anyone in?" Kemon gestured to the house behind him.

"Yes, we sent three people in, but none of them came out, do you know what's inside?" A junior investigator humbly asked for leave.

"This building is a small black house, and opening the door on the second floor will trigger the conditions of the small black house, and you can't come out without finishing the words." Kmon paused, saw several juniors with worried looks, and added, "It's not dangerous, it's a seal." ”

Hearing that there was no danger, the worried look on the junior's face quickly subsided, patted his chest, and said with a smile: "That's good, that's good." ”

Kemon waited for three hours and ate a take-out box lunch, and the crystal bodyguard Shirley walked down from the second floor.

"Master, I can't destroy it, it seems to ignore any destruction." Shirley apologized.

"It's okay." Kemon waved his hand to indicate that it was okay.

After waiting for another half an hour, a junior investigator came down from the second floor, with a strange expression on his face and an indescribable feeling of constipation.

"Ah, it's Captain K, Team K's good!" After the junior went downstairs, he immediately saluted Kemeng.

"Xiao Liang, did you experience anything inside?" Kemon asked with a smile.

"It feels quite depressing, and there's no hole to drill, it's a good captive seal, by the way, I haven't been to the third floor yet, have you been on the team?"

Xiao Liang went downstairs this time to pull his teammates to explore together, but after seeing Kemeng present, his mind became centered on Captain Ke.

"I've seen the third and fourth floors, and there's nothing out of the ordinary." Kemon had just gone on a tour with drone equipment, and there were no anomalies on the third and fourth floors.

During the three hours of boredom, Kemeng also went up to the third and fourth floors in person, and was not locked up in the small black room, which proves that the door on the second floor is the trigger condition of the small black room.

"Have you tried the window on the second floor?" Xiao Liang pointed to the platform on the second floor where clothes were dried.

"I haven't tried it for the time being, I feel that the entire second floor is the body of the small black house, and once I touch that window, I will enter the small black house again." Kemon said.

"If you enter, you can enter, anyway, it's only 10,000 words, this time I'm familiar with it, and I can compress the time to write faster." Xiao Liang said confidently.

Kemeng shook his head with a smile, "You're an old customer, and it's not 10,000 words to enter again, but doubled." ”

"Huh?!" Xiao Liang was speechless in shock.

After a while, the other two investigators also came out of it, both with a certain honeyed discomfort on their faces, and it seemed that writing with their brains was a chore for them.

Kemeng reported the information of the little black house to the investigation bureau, doubled the number of words, and the conditions for the small black house to recognize the owner, etc., word for word.

Then Director Lei personally came to the scene and went in to try it out in person.

Kemeng also took a moment to memorize the beginning of the book, and entered the small black room again to see how many multiples the small black room took, if it was the number of words multiplied by 2, it would be acceptable.