(Foreword)

Puzzles hidden in paintings, waiting for the answers to be revealed.

(Text)

September 19, 2021 at 20:30 p.m.

The torrential rain outside the window kept pounding on the glass window, and the lights inside the room were not as bright as when they first entered, but the atmosphere became more and more tense, like a tightly pulled bowstring, and the slightest carelessness would lead to saber rattling.

I don't think anyone will believe me anymore no matter how much I explain it.

"If you can't give us a reasonable explanation, then please get out of here now. We don't need you to be a hero here!" Zhang Han's tone was very tough, leaving no room for anything.

"We need an explanation!" Xia Cheng took the letter paper that Zhang Han took from me and held it in his hand.

"What's the explanation, we trusted you so much before, and you? You simply let us down! Zhao Yuyu slammed the tableware on the ground, and there seemed to be a little anger in his eyes.

It was like I was standing on the edge of a cliff, and I would fall if I wasn't careful. Looking at these partners in front of me who were still chatting together and helping each other before. Now they are full of hostility, pressing on me step by step.

Maybe I'll have to leave alone......

"Since I can't gain your trust, I guess I'd better go. Maybe that's the best option. I turned and walked to the door. The sound of rain outside the house was like the sound of countless glass beads hitting the ground. I pushed the door open, not blaming anyone in the room, perhaps I was better suited to walk alone in the rain. Think soberly about the cause and effect of everything here.

"Misunderstanding! Misunderstand! , I think you all misunderstood him! A familiar voice came from the room, and when I looked back, it turned out to be Cui Li. He tossed his backpack on the table, and kept searching for something inside. After a while he found a ball of paper, which he slowly opened, and then said to them, "You really misunderstood him, look at this!"

I saw that the paper ball in Cui Li's hand read-------FZU8.

"This is the letter that Zhou Feng gave me! You know now, I've already shown it to him. So of course he knows the full instructions. Cui Li said it well. But standing at the door, I was completely in the clouds, confused by him.

When did he show me his letterhead?

Looking at everyone's shocked eyes, it seemed that they really believed what Cui Li said.

"Is this true?" Xia Cheng looked at me and said.

I didn't know what to say for a moment. Cui Li closed the door and pulled me back to the table.

"Of course it's true, you say?" Cui Li patted me on the shoulder hard, and I immediately understood what he meant.

"Yes, that's probably what Cui Li said." I nodded unconfidently

The atmosphere in the room suddenly eased a lot. Although the lights were not as bright as before, I heard the sound of the cutlery touching the plate.

"So that's the case, I said he wouldn't be like that."

"I'm sorry, we blamed you, I really thought you were from AEF, it's really ridiculous to think about it now."

"You don't want to take it to heart..."

Their pressure just now has become friendly again. The contrast between before and after is really big.

September 19, 2021 at 20:50 p.m.

Today is really too long for me, I walked up to Cui Li's side and asked softly, "When have I read your letter?"

Cui Li glanced at me: "Never, I said nonsense, otherwise how can I make them believe it?" ”

"But how can it be so coincidental on your letterhead? Exactly the first half of the instruction? ”

"I—" Cui Li lowered his voice again and said in my ear, "I wrote it myself just now."

"Is it really yours, and you still have a pen?" I patted him the shoulder.

"Damn, I really thought we were here to take the exam." Cui Li looked at me seriously. I believe that, but he is the only one with a thick textbook among so many people.

"Why do you want to help me, you don't suspect that I'm really from AEF?" My voice was a little muffled.

"How is that possible! I don't believe it. Cui Li returned to the table after speaking.

"That's right!" Li Ruina suddenly shouted, "Maybe we can try the panic button here, maybe someone will really come to us this time."

I was only thinking about the instructions before, and no one thought of the emergency button, and after Li Ruina reminded them, everyone looked for the emergency button.

I looked around, and the decoration of the house was a little simpler, both from the choice of furniture and the furnishings in the house to reveal a rustic style. There are only two oil paintings on the wall, which are different from the previous paintings, which are supposed to depict the same place, except for the weather--- bright sunny day and dark rainy day.

"Forget it, don't look for it, even if you find it, it's useless, at most it's the same content as before." Zhang Han sat on a sofa with a floral pattern.

"What are you talking about, Zhang Han! Even the smallest hope is worth a try. Xia Cheng said in an accusatory tone.

A flash of lightning flashed, followed by a deafening thunder, and suddenly the light at the door was not lit, "Maybe it was the lightning that interrupted the line." Zhao Yuyu pressed the switch at the door, but the lights at the door still didn't respond.

"Sunny and rainy?" I looked out the window at the heavy rain and pondered.

It looks like this heavy rain is going to be going to rain for a long time tonight, and we are still looking for the little hope.

"Hey~ I really can't find it." Cui Li sat down in a chair depressed.

I always thought it was very strange, but I couldn't say why. Just tell me that this must have something to do with the panic button.

September 19, 2021 at 21:29 p.m.

Xia Cheng had been looking at the two oil paintings on the wall for more than 10 minutes, and no matter who talked to him, he didn't pay attention. I had a vague sense that he was about to find the answer.

I looked out the window at the heavy rain, if it weren't for Cui Li, I might have been walking in this rain for a long time now. But how do I know the instructions? Have I really seen it before? I don't know all this.

"I see!" I thought Xia Cheng had found the answer, but I didn't expect Cui Li to shout: "I know, you see an oil painting raining, and an oil painting not raining, isn't it very simple?" The answer is ------- weather forecast! That is, the TV switch! ”

I watched Cui Li talk about his conjecture seriously. But he forgot the most important thing, there was no TV here. Of course, this problem was quickly discovered by everyone, Cui Li touched his head and laughed honestly, showing an embarrassed look.

My gaze involuntarily returned to Xia Cheng's body, even on such a noisy occasion just now, Xia Cheng still looked at the two paintings in front of him motionlessly.

His expression slowly changed from heavy to softened.

Could it be that he has deduced something? I couldn't help but think.

September 19, 2021 at 21:51 p.m.

Xia Cheng finally looked away from the oil painting, he slowly walked to the dining table and said to us, "Everyone, don't you think it's strange? ”

I looked at Xia Cheng in front of me, and my intuition told me that he was about to reveal the answer.