When Kurobuchi was trapped on the first floor of the school building, the fat man's side made some progress and entered the guard room again.

Holding back the disgusting smell, the fat man went straight to the space under the single bed.

"Sure enough, there was something."

The light in the room was dim, and the fat man could only observe with the help of a mobile phone flashlight, and he reached in for a while before he touched something, it was a very long wooden box, which was dragged out to know that it was pure black, so it was difficult to see when they stood in other parts of the room.

The box is heavy, it seems to be made of solid wood, and a set of 6-digit passwords are required to open it.

When he found out that he wanted another password, the fat man was very discouraged, put the box back in its place and searched it carefully, and found abnormalities on the 12 monitoring screens.

"Ouch, Kurobyss, you have today." The fat man laughed, it was rare to see Hei Yuan deflated, and his mood was extremely happy.

"I'd better wait for the fat man and I'll save you."

In the picture, it happened that after Hei Yuan was tricked into the women's toilet by the female teacher, the woman locked the door and slipped away.

trotted to the women's toilet on the first floor of the teaching building, the fat man stood outside the door, held back his laughter after faking to cough twice, and tried his best to make himself serious and shouted: "Hei Yuan, are you in it?" ”

Kurobuchi, who was studying the mirror of the sink, walked to the door and mumbled.

The fat man was almost made to laugh by the guy who wanted to come out and didn't let go of a little face to say soft words and beg himself.

"But the door can't be opened, I saw the middle-aged female teacher locked you in the toilet in the surveillance. Wait, I'll go to the teacher's office and look for the key. After speaking, he twisted his buttocks with his hands on his hips, and his expression was flying.

The teacher's office was on the first floor, in the corridor on the opposite side, the fat man slowly paced that side, not paying attention to some small episodes in the guard's room, he was only thinking about how to delay the time for the black abyss to come out, but he missed the most crucial clue of the whole scene.

In the women's bathroom, Kurobuchi found a few old rags, wrapped them around his right fist, and slammed them into the mirror.

The punch was heavy, and the mirror shattered with a thud.

"Didi, warning, warning, there is a player who destroys the scene props, and that player needs to be punished."

Kurofuchi turned his gaze to the camera in the corner of the room and stared coldly for 3 seconds.

The live broadcast room suddenly exploded.

...

"Ahhh

"It's like the anchor's fist is screaming in his face."

"Uh, pervert."

"So handsome, I like it, the anchor is big, I want to give you a monkey."

“+1”

“+1”

“+1”

"Huh? What are you talking about? Isn't smashing mirrors needed for the scene? ”

"Why did the anchor suddenly think of smashing the mirror, this is not like his previous style?"

Aquarist Xiaoyaoxian, who was watching the live broadcast in front of the screen, frowned, and he moved his upper body to the computer screen, carefully studying the smashed mirror, more precisely, what was revealed behind the mirror.

The other aquarist clenched his fists, his teeth clenched, his brows furrowed, and he didn't know what was going on in his mind.

Not only these two people, but the eyes hidden in the dark in the live broadcast room were also strongly attracted by what was behind the broken mirror.

...

Since the Hongmeng Pavilion was built, there has been no fuss on the mirror of the women's toilet, and there has never been any side plots or props there.

Lan Lan stared at the picture on the screen, falling into deep thought.

"Although I am the chief designer of the Hongmeng Pavilion, most of the inspiration was provided by my mentor Menjing, who also participated in the design, and there are also 20 plot and scene designers, whether anyone has made adjustments or is not clear at all."

Lan Lan dialed Wu Yi's phone and asked him about the women's toilet scene in the third act after the museum was built. Wu Yi's efficiency was very high, and in less than a minute, all the data about this scene had been presented on Lan Lan's desk.

"Are you sure that mirror has never been altered or adjusted?"

Regarding his own career, Wu Yi didn't dare to be careless, and nodded his head very seriously to confirm. He was one of the first veterans to come in from the beginning of the Hongmeng Pavilion, and he knew all the details of the venue.

Hei Yuan's trapped women's toilet was indeed an extra order he conveyed to his subordinates, but he just wanted Hei Yuan to be trapped in the game for a day and miss an important scene on the security guard's side.

But he really didn't know anything about the thing behind the mirror in the toilet.

To be cautious, Lan Lan dialed Lan Qin's phone again, and after getting a negative answer, she waved her hand irritably and asked Wu Yi to leave the office.

......

Behind the mirror is a painting.

Different from the abstract painting in the prison head cell of the prison scene in the first scene of the Hongmeng Pavilion, this one belongs to a more sci-fi style.

The painting is full of lines, only black and white, and the thin lines form a strange but full of mathematical and logical aesthetics.

At the moment when the mirror shattered, Hei Yuan's forehead began to sweat, his stomach churned, his throat itched unbearably, and a torrent of violent air poured out from his chest.

He almost beckoned to the wall again.

It seems that because of the faint pain in his right hand, the other senses in his body have weakened a lot, and he adjusted his breathing, and finally forcibly suppressed the terrifying desire for destruction in his heart.

Kurobuchi looked up again, staring at the painting, countless thoughts flashing through his mind.

"What secrets are there in the Hongmeng Pavilion? Why every time I see these paintings on the wall, I either hallucinate or go crazy? ”

"It's all in three acts, is it really just a prank by the designer?"

"I'm looking for another painting."

In front of the camera, everyone didn't know why the anchor Hei Yuan quickly changed from a state of burying his head in hard thinking just now to collecting evidence.

"What is he looking for?" Lan Lan was suspicious.

The aquarists not only have the live broadcast screen of the anchor Hei Yuan, but also the screen of the venue monitoring transmitted by Lan Lan on the other computer.

"Senior sister, push the camera closer, I want to see what the little junior brother is looking for."

Some of the places where Kurobuchi was looking for things were cramped, and it was difficult for the drone to find the position after his tall body entered.

Neither side of the picture captured what he was looking for or what he found.

Only Kurofuchi himself knew what he was doing all this for, and another detail he cared about came back to the same scene.

The villain was trapped, and he found the painting that read "Help me".

I didn't shoot with my mobile phone, and I didn't do superfluous movements, the painting was still kept in that extremely secret location, and the painting style was still so immature.

"Interesting, in three scenes, as long as you find a painting that can induce discomfort, you can find a painting of the villain trapped somewhere nearby."

"What is the coincidence? Deliberately? Or is there something someone trying to convey through this clue? ”

These questions have been churning in Hei Yuan's mind.

Time flies, and after a day of playing in the women's toilet after Hei Yuan's trapped, the fat man finally came late and opened the door.

When I entered the door, I saw a contemplative gesture leaning against the wall, his right hand in the blood-dripping black abyss, and a broken lens on the ground.

The fat man was startled, and felt bad, approached his companion and stretched out his hand to try it on his forehead, grabbed his injured right hand and blew a few mouthfuls of fairy qi in pain, muttered words to coax the child, and finally lay on his right chest to listen to the movement.

This series of actions is extremely natural and a little ambiguous, which has caused many aquarists in front of the screen who are fascinated by the anchor's appearance to make all kinds of unwilling shouts.

...

"Fatty, remove your groping hands."

"The anchor is greatly mine."

"Let go of that anchor and let me come."

“+1”

“+1”

“+1”

...

"What?" A faint magnetic male voice rang in his ears.

At this time, the fat man was not afraid of threats at all, and continued to rub oil on Hei Yuan's body.

Kurobuchi forcibly turned the fat man's body around, holding his head with both hands and letting him look at the painting.

"Tap, tap, my head is going to be screwed off by you."

"Huh? What's wrong with this again? The fat man looked at the picture drawn on the wall behind the mirror and was amazed. This is the third time in the same scenario.

Hei Yuan didn't say anything, and the fat man knew that he was staring at the picture. After more than 10 seconds, he shook his head.

"Still nothing happened?" Kurobuchi, leaning against the wall, asked.

"No, not at all."

The fat man just opened his mouth to say something, but was stopped by Hei Yuan's words.

"Shoot it down, go back and say."

As soon as Kurobuchi stepped out of the door of the women's bathroom, he was invited into an office on the second floor of the teaching building by two NPCs who looked like security guards.

"You need to be punished for destroying the props in the scene, and the time is one day in the game."

Then slam the door shut.

Kurobuchi is trapped in the room again, and this time from the women's restroom to a cubicle for sporting goods in the student council office.

The live broadcast room became noisy again, some cheered the anchor on, some ran out of place to sneer, and of course, there were some who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the show.

...

"Great cheers for the anchor, we support you."

"It's heart-wrenching, if only I could be replaced."

"Yes, whoever asked you to destroy other people's scene props, I'm afraid you will have to compensate for the economic losses after you go out."

"How do you talk, don't you see a strange painting behind the mirror, it must be that the anchor got some clues and deliberately broke it."

"Clues? Didn't you see the anchor being locked up by the staff? ”

"Okay, stop arguing, watch the live broadcast quietly."

...

The small cubicle of supplies is cramped, cramped, and it is difficult to even turn around, and there are iron shelves fixed on three walls, piled with all kinds of sports equipment, Hei Yuan checked it and found that it was all models, and it was fixed on the shelf and could not be moved, only the badminton racket on the bottom shelf in the lower right corner was a real thing.

After untying the strap on the handle of the badminton racket, a set of 6 digits, 270423, was found on the wooden handle.

...

"Password, password, finally password."

"Heartache anchor."

“+1”

“+1”

"The anchor went out to find the middle-aged female substitute teacher and asked?" Aquarists ask questions.

After discovering the password, there was nothing to do, so I simply browsed the aquarist's barrage and picked a few important replies.

"You don't have to look for it, if someone wants to stumble, they must be hiding now." Hei Yuan didn't say the second half of the sentence, if it was the plot of the scene, it would be a loss to find it.

"What's next for the streamer?" He asked again.

Hei Yuan thought about it, he was trapped in the scene for two days in a row, and he would definitely miss some important clues, and he had a feeling that when he could get out, something would have to happen.

"Let's talk about it later."