Countdown [entertainment]

"ME2L?" Jiumu repeated.

"You must be scolding me." Yin Qing stood up holding the note, "I'm 2?"

"It's always been." Jiumu said without any ups and downs.

"..." Yin Qing paced around the house, walked to the desk, and suddenly said to Jiu Mu: "Do you have a mirror in your house?"

"Have."

"I have it here too. Oh yes, mine is triangular, which is kind of weird."

Jiumu said: "Mine is in the shape of a rhombus. Go to the side of the mirror and look for the key. The first clue here is the mirror frame."

Yin Qing leaned down, and started knocking along the frame of the mirror.

When he knocked on the bottom, the sound became a little clearer, and he immediately touched the frame from left to right, and sure enough, there was a hidden button on the right.

Yin Qing opened it, and a key and a note fell out of it.

[Congratulations on finding the first clue.This key can open any box, but only one box contains the key that allows you to go out, so choose carefully~]

Yin Qing read it to Jiumu.

First, there were a few crisp sounds like the opening of the mechanism. Yin Qing thought that Jiumu was breaking the mechanism and did not disturb him. One minute later, Jiumu's voice came: "You just heard Moore The Stein code should indicate the box where the key is."

"That's natural." Yin Qing said.

He turned his gaze to the box by the wall: "Tell me how this key lock is designed, how do people know that I only opened one, can't I open all four? Besides, this box is not strong at all. If it falls on the ground, it will break open."

Jiumu: "...can you have some professionalism?"

Yin Qing whispered, "Okay."

He raised his eyes and leaned in front of the mirror to observe his lower eyelids.

I just went to Jiumu's house and it was on the sofa, so I didn't sleep very well. The dark circles under my eyes were so serious that they almost turned into panda eyes. I simply occupied Jiumu's big bed during this time, and the dark circles basically disappeared. I put on makeup The master again focused on drawing the lying silkworms, and those peach blossom eyes can seduce people's souls again.

Yin Qing stared at the mirror narcissistically for a while, and suddenly realized something, and put the paper with Morse code on it in front of the mirror in a flash of inspiration.

【ME2L】These four words are close to the mirror, and when viewed from the mirror, it becomes...

"Jiumu!" Yin Qing said to the walkie-talkie: "Put the mirror on top of ME2L, and you can see west from the inside. The box with the key is on the east side!"

Jiumu was silent for a moment: "I suggest that the program team cut this part."

Yin Qing was taken aback: "Why?"

Jiumu was expressionless: "west means the west side."

"..." Yin Qing choked, and then said carelessly: "It's okay, doesn't this reflect your high IQ. Let me tell you why the mirror in my room is in the shape of a triangle, imitating the shape of a compass in an electronic map , the top corner points in the direction of north."

Yin Qing is now facing the mirror, that is, facing the north. He thought for a while, then turned to the box on the left, and bent down to open it.

The moment his hand touched the key lock, he suddenly stopped: "No, Jiumu, I think..."

"You go to the front of the mirror." Jiumu said, "Maybe the indication that the top corner of the mirror points to the north is for the world in the mirror."

"Yes, I thought so too."

Yin Qing hooked the corners of her lips: "As expected of Brother Jiu, even if you haven't seen the structure of my house with your own eyes, you know there is a problem here."

"I have a similar design here." Jiumu didn't take credit for it: "When I was brought in, I probably remembered east, west, north, south, and there was a conflict with the direction instructions of an agency. I paid more attention and found that most of the reminders in the house were For the world in the mirror."

Yin Qing went back to the mirror again, looking from the mirror, it happened that the wall with the door was the front and farthest from him—that is, if the apex of the triangle pointed to the north, then the direction with the door was north.

The direction of the box was exactly the opposite of what he first guessed.

Yin Qing turned to the right, and inserted the key into the lock without stopping this time. With a light click, the box opened, and a bigger key was lying there.

Yin Qing laughed: "It's time for me to think about whether the design of being able to choose one person to talk to is for your convenience or for me."

"No." He suddenly changed his tone and stopped.

Jiumu asked, "What's wrong?"

"Look, I originally thought west was the east side. If you hadn't told me the correct definition, I would have opened the box right now." Yin Qing analyzed it clearly and said: "So, I can go out without you, and I don't have to do that." Brainstorming."

"..."

Jiumu: "A blind cat meets a dead mouse."

"Hey, that's also a skill." Yin Qing dangled the key with her fingertips, walked slowly to the door, and said in a rather complacent tone, "I went out before you, Brother Jiu—"

His words stopped abruptly, the door opened, and a boy with an indifferent face stood outside, holding a walkie-talkie. Hearing the sound, he raised his eyes and looked at him quietly.

Yin Qing was obviously taken aback. She didn't expect that these houses were connected to each other, and there was a big living person standing outside the door.

When he came back to his senses, there was a hint of disbelief in his eyes: "You came out so soon? Aren't you the most difficult secret room?"

"It's okay." Jiumu said, "I just came out too."

Yin Qing nodded her head twice with a dazed expression: "You really are a fool if you don't go to Qingbei."

"I didn't expect these houses to be interconnected. Let's come and observe first." Jiumu said, and walked over.

Speaking of rooms, this place is more like a long corridor. The length of the room is about ten meters, but it is very narrow.

The door is at the other end, and the last room of Yin Qing and Jiu Mu is connected to this end.

"Why is there only one table?" As soon as Yin Qing came in, she saw a wooden table beside her. There was a button-shaped thing on the table, and a mirror was still hung on the wall above it.

A line of verse is written with a pen on the surface of the mirror:

【Fate is not the wind / Blows back and forth / Fate is the earth / Wherever you go, you are in fate. 】

"It's still Gu Cheng's poem." Jiumu's voice came from the other end.

Yin Qing casually said, "I don't know when old man Yu became a fan of Gu Cheng."

He just pressed the button.

Unexpectedly, the door at the other end of the room opened directly.

Like the kind of lifting door in ancient tombs, the bottom of the door is still very sharp, but it is somewhat similar to a guillotine.

Yin Qing's peach blossom eyes widened, her lips parted slightly: "That's it?"

He let go of the button, and the door slammed down.Press it again, and it goes up again.

"Isn't this the Forest Ice Fire Man?" Yin Qing said.

"wrong."

Jiumu observed the door for a while, facing Yin Qing, who was having fun playing with the button, and said flatly, "If one person goes out, who should press the button for the other person?"

Yin Qing looked at him, and suddenly fell silent.

Jiumu thought for a while, then took out his walkie-talkie and put it on the button: "This way you can go out, but you won't be able to contact me afterwards."

Of course, not only was there no way to contact him, but the three chances to ask for help outside the court were also gone.

Yin Qing stared at the walkie-talkie for a moment, then suddenly picked it up and stuffed it into Jiumu's pocket, said "Stop back", and then punched the mirror.

——With a loud bang, the mirror was torn apart, the fragments were scattered all over the place, and the verses were dismantled into scattered parts.

Yin Qing picked up the biggest piece and put it on the button, watched the door slowly open again, patted the ashes in her hands, and said lazily, "This is the end of the matter, I feel upset just looking at this poem."

For a moment, Jiumu was so shocked by Yin Qing's violent behavior that he didn't speak for a while.

Yin Qing suddenly leaned over and put her face very close to Jiumu: "It doesn't matter if you can't get out of the secret room, but my world cannot be without your... voice."

Jiumu took a step back, with a hint of disgust on his expression: "Are you addicted to drama?"

Yin Qing put her hands in her pockets and said casually: "Brother Jiu is still so boring."

Jiumu didn't bother to talk to him, and the two walked out one after the other.

There is still a long corridor ahead, and it is a fork in the road. The two doors lead to different passages.

On the door on the left is a word [武], and on the right is [文].

Yin Qing and Jiu Mu looked at each other, and the latter asked, "Which way are you going?"

Yin Qing said without hesitation: "You have thin arms and legs, that must be on my left."

Jiu Mu glanced at Yin Qing, and just about to reply, he couldn't help thinking of him wearing only a white shirt and pulling slippers at his home every day with sleepy eyes.

The boy's waist is very thin, but very strong, and the looming abdominal muscles can be seen through the thin layer of fabric.

As seductive as this man's delicate collarbone.

Once Jiumu wanted to get some clothes when she went out in the morning, and she walked into the room lightly, and saw Yin Qing sleeping soundly, her whole body huddled up with only her head outside, her silver hair softly scattered on the pillow, shed her usual arrogance The brows and eyes actually looked quite obedient.

Oddly enough, he didn't say any rebuttals, leaving only a sentence of "up to you", and then walked into the corridor on the right.

Yin Qing yawned slowly and walked to the left. There are mirrors on both sides of the corridor, reflecting each other to make the whole space seem endless.

From time to time, fragments of mirrors flew out from the four directions of the corridor, up, down, left, and right, like hidden weapons blocking people coming and going.

Yin's feelings are clear, this thing is just like the passing laser he has practiced before, the fragments appear according to the law, and it is easy to pass through if you find the rhythm.

However, the fragments of the mirror are quite realistic, and the program team is very conscientious for being able to thicken the tinfoil into such a texture.

Yin Qing stretched out her hand to test it out.

——A sudden stabbing pain came from the back of the hand, Yin Qing's eyes were fixed, and she quickly retracted her hand, only to see a cut mark on the back of the hand, which was oozing blood.

Yin Qing's pupils shrank slightly.

This is actually a real mirror shard.

He felt a little strange. He had never heard of any variety show that used items that could hurt people as props. Let alone the impression of the show, if the guests were really hurt, the subsequent incidents would become more troublesome.

Yin Qing's eyes were fixed, as if she had thought of something, she took out the walkie-talkie and pressed the button for help outside the venue.

No signal, no response all the time.

He shouted: "—— Jiumu!"

Only the echo came.

Yin Qing frowned, and suddenly thought of the mirror she broke just now and the poem on the mirror, but she quickly denied herself in the next second, probably because the signal was not good, the cameras in the corner were still there, and she Might be too much conspiracy theory.

His gaze then turned to the corridor of mirrors, carefully observing the trajectory of the fragments.

There is a regularity, and the gap is also very large, and it can be passed easily. It should be because I think too much.

Yin Qing rolled up her sleeves, moved her body according to the law of the fragments shooting out, bent or leaned over, and passed through quickly step by step.

He just straightened up, but at this moment, at about the height of his waist, a row of mirror shards flew out like knives at an extremely fast speed, without warning!

Yin Qing's eyes were fixed, and at the moment the fragments approached, she turned and lowered her waist, and jumped over with a backflip on her wrist.

His eyes became more and more vigilant, staring at the mirrors and walls around him, always on guard against the next surprise attack.

But after that, everything returned to calm, and nothing special happened again.

The strange feeling in Yin Qing's heart became more and more intense. He rubbed his wrists, and what he thought in his mind was that if Jiu Mu encountered such a situation, what if he couldn't get over it? Would it be possible to directly splatter the scene with blood.

Thinking about it again, his skill in rescuing himself up to the third floor was obviously very good, so there should be no accident.

The whole corridor is very dark, because there are mirrors on both sides, if the light is too bright, it will be dazzling.

But even after passing the mirror section, the front has become even darker.

Yin Qing's eyes adapted to the darkness, she took two steps forward, and suddenly kicked something with her toes.

He lowered his head, his mind went blank for an instant.

The boy who was chatting and laughing with him just now was just lying face down on the ground lifeless, his familiar clothes were full of scratches, a lens was deeply inserted in his chest, and blood was gurgling out.

"Nine..."

Yin Qing's pupils shrank suddenly, her eyes were full of disbelief, she fell to her knees with a bang, and touched his heart with trembling hands.

When he lifted it up again, there was blood on his hand.

It's real blood, still warm, and it's dazzling even in the dark.

A heart-piercing "Jiu Mu—" resounded through the corridor.

The author has something to say: Hey, today I have to be careful of Young Master Yin coming to assassinate me.