Wen Qiao took Liu Mengwei around most of the city, came to an urban village, and circled around it a few times, and found an ordinary blue rolling shutter door. The place looks like a warehouse, but it's not marked with any signs and it's not known what it's for.

Liu Mengwei looked at Wen Qiao with a confused expression: "What kind of place is this?" ”

Wen Qiao didn't answer, but stood in front of the wall next to the roller shutter door, fiddling with something on it, revealing a display screen that was only the size of a watch.

"Open the door." Wen Qiao said to the small display, "Otherwise, I'll knock on the door." ”

After about 5 minutes, there was still no movement at the door, Liu Mengwei couldn't help but open his mouth to ask, at this moment, a figure flashed out of thin air in the darkness, as if it had passed through the gray wall, and quietly appeared next to the two.

Liu Mengwei was unprepared, and was almost about to scream. The man looked nervous, hurriedly stepped forward, made a "shhhh Bring someone else with you! ”

"Are you sure we're going to stand in the doorway?"

The man sighed and was about to turn around, but he couldn't help but lean over to Wen Qiao and whispered, "Is this person reliable?" ”

He waited for Wen Qiao's answer, and Liu Mengwei also looked at them curiously.

"I don't know."

"I don't know if you brought her here!" The man was in a hurry.

"Even if I say it's reliable, you won't believe it."

"That's right." The man scratched his head, as if with great determination, and fiddled around with the wall again, and there appeared a deep, narrow hole, which seemed to lead to the ground. "I've been pouring mold for eight lifetimes when I met you, let's talk about it first!"

Wen Qiao walked in first, the man motioned for Liu Mengwei to follow, she had to grope her way in, and after a while, she heard the sound of the door closing behind her, and the space here suddenly fell into pure darkness.

"Hurry up, walk quickly, stop on the road and do something!" The man behind him urged, deliberately embarrassing her like a mischief.

"There is no light in such a dark place!" Liu Mengwei complained, she waved her arms, she couldn't touch anything to support, there were no walls, there were no railings, there seemed to be a staircase under her feet, and now she seemed to be standing on the edge of a cliff with no support, and she would fall down if she was not careful.

"Hehe," the man behind him laughed strangely, "Of course, the more difficult the entrance is, the better, in order to trap some unwelcome uninvited guests." Hurry up and don't get in my way. ”

Liu Meng gritted his teeth slightly, and was about to move his steps, when his hand in the air suddenly grabbed something—another warm, powerful hand.

"There are seven stairs under your feet, count them carefully." Wen Qiao's voice was like a light that broke the darkness.

Walking up the stairs and through a flat passage, there was finally a little light in front of me. Wen Qiao let go of Liu Mengwei's hand at this time, but the warm touch still stayed in her palm.

This underground space is about forty square meters, and it is placed with various box-shaped machines and instruments, large and small, which look numerous but not cluttered, and the fiber optic cables and indicator lights are flashing rapidly, drawing data from the void. The screens on the table are also spectacular, up and down, left and right, almost surround the people sitting at the table.

"My name is Tycho." The man leaned back in the ergonomic chair and introduced himself unceremoniously.

"I'm Maeve."

Tycho gave her a blank look: "Real name!" ”

Liu Mengwei was also a little annoyed: "You don't even need to show your real name, why do you ask others to show you your real name?" ”

"Then please come back." Tycho listened to her words, but his face was relaxed.

"Okay, her surname is Liu, and she is an associate professor at the School of Psychology of Medical University, so it's detailed enough." Wen Qiao spoke out in time to interrupt the two of them's quarrel.

Tycho was visibly stunned, obviously not expecting this gaudy-dressed woman in front of him to be of this identity. In order to create the characteristics of money worship vanity in front of Milan, Liu Mengwei deliberately put on heavy makeup, sprayed perfume, and wore a knitted sweater that can best highlight her figure.

Tycho laughed contemptuously: "It seems that everything has been shrinking and depreciating in the past two years, RMB is like this, and so is academic qualifications." ”

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, Liu Meng stared at the man sitting in front of her with a slightly expressionless face, and suddenly said faintly: "Let's make a bet, how about it, are you willing?" ”

"What bet?" Tycho's fiery eyes shone with a competitive light.

Liu Mengwei raised her head slightly, originally her perspective was higher than that of the sitting Diecho, and now there was a more condescending but light sense of oppression, she gently spit out two words: "You are determined." ”

This calm confidence made Tycho feel a little better, he finally got up from his chair, walked up to Liu Mengwei and said, "Okay! I don't compare you to the kind of projects that have no chance of winning, lest I be called a bully to a woman. ”

Tycho took out an A4 paper-sized notebook from the table and handed it to Liu Mengwei: "The game in Inception draws a maze that can trap me in 2 minutes. ”

Liu Mengwei didn't immediately reach out to pick it up, but looked straight at the proud and self-reliant man in front of her, and her eyes as clear as water were like a mirror, reflecting your appearance, your joys and sorrows, your advantages and disadvantages, and everything about you.

"The countdown has begun, if you are afraid, you can directly admit defeat." Seeing that Liu Mengwei didn't pick up his notebook for a long time, Tycho reminded coldly.

Liu Mengwei took his notebook, but didn't use the black oil-based pen he provided. She pulled an eyeliner out of her bag and began to draw on paper.

Tycho confidently stood with his arms crossed, and for the sake of fairness, he turned away from the figure on the paper, turned to the refrigerator and got a Coke, and with a light movement, he heard a "bang", a slight explosion of bubbles, like a victory horn played in advance.

Wen Qiao didn't have any worries, just stood beside Liu Mengwei and watched her draw, but the more she looked at her face, the more wrong she became.

Two minutes passed in a flash, Liu Mengwei put down the pen, closed the notebook, and exhaled softly: "Okay." ”

Tycho glanced at her, "Would you like to give you another thirty seconds to perfect it?" ”

"No, I'm going to start the timer too."

Tycho put down the Coke in his hand and stepped forward to open the notebook, where the large sketchbook covered his face and his expression was not visible. Time passed minute by minute, and it was now half past one in the morning, which was already the time period when the mental strength was the weakest for people with normal schedules. It's a pity that the somewhat unbeatable man in front of him is a monster who comes out of the night day and night, and the night is his carnival moment!

But at this time, he stood quietly in front of Wen Liu and the others like a statue, without any movement, and seemed to have stopped breathing.

"Smack!" A crisp clapping sound suddenly sounded in Tycho's ears, pulling him back from his thoughts, and when he turned his head, he just saw Liu Meng's smiling and charming face.

"What are you doing?" Tycho said dissatisfied.

"There was a mosquito that flew over just now, I'll help you shoot the mosquito!"

"Where are the mosquitoes coming from in this weather?" Tycho said angrily.

"How? It's been two minutes, do you want to give you another thirty seconds to think about it? Liu Meng said in a slightly yin and yang manner.

"What?" Tycho's eyes widened instantly, and he looked at his watch in disbelief, although he didn't deliberately keep time, but at first he looked at the time, it was 1:28, and now it was 1:31.

"How do I feel...... It seems like only a few seconds have passed. ”

"It's not surprising that time always flies when you're immersed in thinking." Liu Mengwei explained, and then her tone changed: "The question is, have you solved it?" ”

Tycho swallowed, a little unconvinced: "This labyrinth of yours has no solution at all!" You cheat! ”

Liu Mengwei winked innocently at Wen Qiao, Wen Qiao picked up the draft book that was thrown by Tycho just now from the table, and watched the two people quarrel with the child, and reopened the book a little helplessly, turning to the page maze that Liu Mengwei had drawn.

"If you take a closer look at this labyrinth, there is no fork in the road at all, start from the entrance, follow the line, and you can go all the way to the exit."

"How is that possible!" Tycho cried out, and picked up the book again in disbelief: "I walked several times, always going round and round in circles, and you connected the paths of the labyrinth so that they formed a circle, so that there was no exit at all!" ”

Liu Meng sighed slightly: "If you are willing to draw on it with a pen, you will not be able to say such a thing, you must trust your eyes too much." But she laughed again: "But it is precisely for this reason that I designed a Cretan labyrinth, which only has a spiral around it, without any disagreements, so simple that you only need to cover your head and go forward, and you can find the exit." ”

"I know that you think very highly of yourself, and feel that there is no problem that you cannot solve, and the more difficult the problem, the more it can stimulate your desire to conquer, and those questions and answers that can be seen at a glance can no longer enter your eyes. Thinking about simple problems as complex is a common problem for those who are smart and conceited, because only in this way can their superiority be reflected. Identifying weaknesses and doing the opposite is the key to breaking the game. ”

"I did, though, use some tricks to trap you with the simplest of graphics." With that, she picked up the eyeliner: "I didn't use your pen because the lines drawn by that pen are too thin." If you can make the black line part and the white blank part evenly distribute to form a circle, it will form a greater test of people's eyesight, as long as you stare for a while, black and white will begin to blur, and even make people feel that the whole figure is moving. Besides, this is a commonly used hypnotic pattern, and it is normal that you don't see it for a while. ”。

Tycho had already picked up his pen and began to draw the passage on the paper, and sure enough, after a while, he closed the notebook again in a somewhat dejected manner, and lowered his head without knowing what he was thinking.

When he raised his head again, he was already relaxed, and he looked at Liu Mengwei with a hint of friendliness: "I am willing to gamble and lose, you have won." ”