"Are you here to laugh at me, too?" The teenager said. He sat on the edge of the steps with his head bowed, burying his face between his retracted knees.

"How could it be, a wonderful reversal to win."

The girl frowned, carefully organizing the words: "At last the door is opened, this is your victory!" ”

"No, you don't understand." The teenager said. He looked up blankly into the room, where several corpses were lying down. The staff in black suits had just entered and were about to start cleaning up the traces of the scene.

"You don't understand." He repeated, shaking his head, "We're all losers. Downright . ”

The girl looked at his gloomy face, and a trace of pity suddenly appeared in her heart. She reached out and tried to touch his head and say something warm, but stopped when she was about to touch him. She couldn't think of it.

After all, she has been doing this kind of life-threatening thing since she was a child, and she is probably numb to this day.

The little crystal hand had no choice but to land on the waist-high combination gun next to him, gently stroking the eyepiece above. After a long time, the girl barely found a word of comfort.

"At least, we all survived." She said, "It's your credit." ”

The boy was silent. After a few seconds, he spoke.

"I killed them."

Let the time turn back slightly, and come to the moment when Xiang Nanxing pulled the trigger more than ten minutes ago.

Only those who have held the gun in their hands will know its weight, and the moment the trigger is pulled, it is not just a piece of iron, but also a thing that carries the life on the other side. Xiang Nanxing personally experienced this the moment he shot him, so his hands kept shaking and it was difficult to calm down.

In front of him, Chris was also trembling. The shot had grazed his ear entirely, and the burning sensation from the friction was still in his ear, and it was only after a few seconds that he began to feel the pain and the warm liquid slowly running down his cheek.

The shot shaved off a small patch of skin from his ear. There was a small scorched mark near the wound, and the instant heat generated by the friction seemed to detoxify the wound, full of ironic double damage.

Is it empty?

Not.

Chris didn't look back, he just heard the sound of gears turning behind him, followed by the sound of two heavy pieces of iron rubbing along the track, parting on either side. The golden sunlight poured in from there, and the door to freedom opened.

Somewhere in the room there was a hissing sound from the vent, a poisonous gas that was released as soon as the time came, with a little sour moisture, but it was quickly diluted by the wind blowing in outside. Matsumoto once said that no one can survive in an environment filled with that kind of gas, but the other half he doesn't mention is that if the gas is not concentrated in sufficient concentrations, it can cause very limited damage.

So the two continued to stand opposite each other, each preoccupied. Xiang Nanxing's hand slowly drooped, his fingers gradually weakened, and finally let go. The Browning pistol fell to the ground with a clatter, and the barrel was still hot, as if it were smoking. After the shot, he kept staring at the open space at his feet, but there was no anger in his eyes, as if the shot had drained all his strength.

"Why?" Chris didn't look back at the door either, just said quietly.

"That's the right solution."

Xiang Nanxing's voice was as weak as he seemed at this time: "The real use of the pistol in this game is to shoot at the bulletproof glass that covers the surface of the door opening button. We've already investigated at the beginning, but you can't break that kind of tempered glass with ordinary tools, and you have to use a pistol, especially the high-powered pistol we have on hand. ”

"But it still didn't break, I guess." "I couldn't hear the glass shattering because the shot was so loud in my head that it hasn't stopped." ”

"It's not broken, but it's enough."

He looked up at the button. At this point, the red button looked as if it was broken, but if you looked closely, it was only the layer of tempered glass that covered it. The bulletproof glass, which claims to be able to block ordinary bullets, is now as if it has been struck head-on by an extremely heavy sledgehammer, and it is deeply dented, and the surface is densely cracked, as if it will completely shatter after a few more blows. As Chris said, even a high-powered pistol can't break such a tempered glass, but it's enough to cause it to deform in a dent.

Most of the kinetic energy of this bullet was used to impact the glass, and the last point was pressed on the button instead of a human hand. So in the last second of the countdown, the mechanism that opened the door was activated, and the exit finally opened to them.

"And those few indicators are actually just a trick...... No, if you follow its instructions, you can probably solve the puzzle as well. Xiang Nanxing exhaled a long breath, and his complicated mood made him unable to say the rest of the words.

Chris didn't turn around slowly until this point. At this moment, this little child seemed to have grown up a lot in an instant, and there was a bit of vicissitudes on his face. He didn't rush to the exit, but watched quietly.

It's not a door, it's an indicator light above the button. As he expected, Xiang Nanxing did lie just now, and at this time, four of the five indicators were on.

A lamp corresponds to a human life. Four lights.

He was silent for a while, and then asked slowly, "If that's the case, why didn't that shot just now shoot me directly?" ”

He couldn't wait for an answer, but he didn't need to answer either. In fact, if you think back to what Matsumoto said when he introduced the rules, you can see that this game actually left two different routes to clear the game from the beginning.

The host had explained the rules twice, and at first glance they all seemed to be the same. But at this time, thinking about it carefully, in fact, the customs clearance method he said twice was completely two different things.

"The only way out is to join this game I designed, find a way to solve the puzzle, and then find a way to press the red button on the side of the door to open the door and escape."

"As soon as all five lights are on, the glass cover will open on its own."

The first time he said was solving the puzzle and then "finding a way" to press the red button to open the door. And the second time it was said that the five indicators would be lit up, and the glass cover would open. Since most of the content of his two recounts is similar, it is easy to give the illusion that the two things are the same. Sukhoi's speculation that "the indicator light represents the number of puzzles solved" is a striking manifestation of falling into this illusion.

But in fact, they could have made none of the lights on: first, they followed the "only" prompt given by the host to crack the password of the safe; Patiently match the key, and work together to find the designated one in less time; Then work together to search the room, find the keyhole and insert it; Finally, get the pistol and use it to pierce the glass cover or press the button with the force of the shot.

However, it all went to the second way after all, and it was only at the last minute that it was pulled back to the right path.

"So ......"

Chris had already walked to the door, but he suddenly stopped and asked a second question: "When did you find out about this?" ”

There was still silence behind him, and there was no answer. Xiang Nanxing seemed to have completely given up his intention to communicate in words after just now. Chris turned to look and saw that he was still standing there expressionless, as if he had been transformed into a sculpture.

And it was at this moment that the amplification equipment in the room suddenly came out of that unpleasant voice.

"Congratulations!"

The moment this familiar voice sounded, Xiang Nanxing suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound, his eyes were full of angry flames. "Where are you!" He said word for word, gritting his teeth.

However, Matsumoto Matsumoto on the other end of the megaphone ignored the problem and continued to talk to himself. "You can hear this passage now, which means that you have successfully solved the puzzle and opened the door to survival. I would like to extend my heartfelt congratulations to both ......"

He slowed down his speech and said word by word: "Xiang Nanxing, Chris, your calmness...... And the cold-blooded, cold-blooded, managed to keep you alive from this desperate situation. Congratulations. ”

The voice stopped abruptly.

It was just a short sentence, but Chris was shocked in his heart. Standing on the edge of the door, he subconsciously took a step back, but in a panic, he tripped on the door frame and almost fell. When he held on to the door, he just looked at Xiang Nanxing, but saw that the latter still maintained a posture of looking up at the ceiling, as if he was not moved at all.

However, if you look closely, you can find that the expression that was originally full of anger was like a deflated ball, which quickly lost its original strength, and finally changed to a look of weakness and sadness.

"It's recording again......" he heard Xiang Nanxing muttering to himself.

At this time, Chris's inner shock was not below him. Recordings, of course, recordings. Matsumoto Makoto's words at this time did not have any desire to communicate with them, and the phrase "I can hear the current passage" also vaguely revealed that these were all pre-recorded, anyway, it was not the first time he had done this kind of thing. If it were someone else, it might have been acting all the time, but Matsumoto's words, Chris didn't think he would play such a boring trick.

However, compared to the miraculous prediction question and answer at the beginning, Matsumoto's recording at this time has been increased in difficulty many times. Before, it was just a question that the player might ask, which is at least something to follow, but at this time, after a whole game, an hour of time, people's hearts are unpredictable, and there are thousands of variables that may be generated in this process, but Matsumoto Makoto can accurately say that they are two people who have cleared the level, and even the names are accurate.

How hard is this? Theoretically, he could record several recordings and then automatically decide which recording to play based on the number of lights that light up when he cleared the level, but this is at most accurate to the number of survivors, but he can't determine who the survivors are, unless they are arranged and combined, and then several different versions of each recording are separated. However, it is impossible to do such a complicated thing with the reserve of the host.

And if you guess alone, the situation that may occur in this game when clearing the level is close to half a hundred. Makoto Matsumoto opened his mouth and reported the names of the two, which has only one explanation, that is, he saw this ending from the beginning.

The question just is, how exactly did he do it?

"Chris, I can answer your question now."

Xiang Nanxing finally spoke, his voice dry as sand that had been drained of moisture.

"Regarding your question just now, why didn't I shoot you. There are two reasons for this, one is that I noticed that there is a small time lag between every time a person dies and the light comes on, and there is also a time between the time a person is shot and the person is completely out of breath, so when there are only a few seconds left, if I shoot you, the indicator light may still be lit for a period of time after the poison gas is released, and I don't know if there will be a delay when the glass cover is opened. I'm not sure I'll make it to that point. He paused, then added, "There's another reason why I didn't want to kill people in the first place." Especially you. ”

Chris was speechless for a while, and held back for a long time before saying, "Then I have to say thank you." ”

"There's a second question." Xiang Nanxing closed his eyes, "Regarding the method of clearing this room, I was probably faintly aware of it from the beginning. ”

Chris was shocked: "At first! That ......"

"At first, it was only vaguely noticed, and it wasn't until after the attack on Saiwei that we could be sure. I kept an eye on the lights and found that the safe didn't turn on when I opened it, but it lit up after Saivi lost his breath, and at that time I determined that the five lights were just to show how many people we had died, and that they had nothing to do with the puzzle. At that point I had the opportunity to change the outcome, but I ended up choosing to let things go as they went. Because, I'm still scared. ”

"Afraid?"

"You're going to kill me, aren't you? After leaving here. He asked bluntly.

"I, I don't know ......"

Chris tried not to show his flaws, but his uncomfortable expression betrayed him at this time. Xiang Nanxing looked at him and shook his head, and whispered, "My ears are very good, so ...... On the way here, I heard all the things that Sukhoi arranged for Ye Hua. In all fairness, it was a very reasonable judgment, after all, if it weren't for the third party Saiwei Saiguang who was in the way, the two of them would have attacked me a long time ago. And at that time, Saiwei died, and Saiguang went crazy. ”

"So, even though I can say that I can break these in exchange for a chance for more people to survive, I'm still afraid."

He slowly crouched down, buried his head deep between his knees, and dug his hands deep into his hair.

"I knew they were going to die, even if not in the way they were now, it would be a different way, Makoto Matsumoto had seen through it. But I don't dare to say. These people seem to have died under the trap, but if you think it deeper, I actually killed them. ”

He hissed, "He saw everyone's weaknesses and designed mechanisms for these, but there was no mine in them." He knew I would see through it and guessed that I would definitely do it like I do now. ”

"Sukhoi they are only a potential threat to me, and they have not yet become a real enemy, but I have chosen to let them die when I claim that someone has not offended me and that I am not harmful - he pointed this out in a recorded voice, he is laughing at me!"

His voice was hoarse and barely audible at the end.

It's like a cold wind leaking from the depths of the soul.

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