Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1952 Immediate Response Lin Sanjiu

"Me? I don't know where the exit is."

After hearing Lin Sanjiu's question, the middle-aged woman smiled, apparently not feeling anything unusual about what she said next. "I'm a housewife, I never go out, of course I don't know where the exit is."

Lin Sanjiu suppressed the rebuttals and doubts that came up naturally—"Are you born in this apartment?"—the less she said, the more the other party might say.

The other party's next sentence became common sense again.

"Why is the exit in someone's house?" said the middle-aged housewife. "People coming and going in that building, don't they all go through that person's house? Who would want others to come in and out of their own house?" ? You must have been cheated, and the exit cannot be in someone’s house. Can you still believe the intermediary’s mouth? Don’t believe a word they say.”

"Why did you lie to me?" Lin Sanjiu asked.

She was standing in the corridor at the moment, and although every door was closed except 103, she felt that she was standing under the eyes of all cats.She couldn't say how long this feeling had been going on; if the apartment dwellers had been watching her, her handling of the agents must have been exposed long ago.

"In our place, because the rent is cheap, there are people of all ages." The middle-aged housewife said with a firm tone, "You are a young girl, you are worth a lot of money, so how dare you enter someone's house casually?" What if you can't get out at home?"

While speaking, her body covered most of the scene behind the door of Room 103; above her head, Lin Sanjiu could only see a wall and a shoe rack overflowing with shoes.

"I don't know who is trying to lie to you, but I can assure you that there is no exit in my house." The middle-aged housewife seemed to notice her gaze, and with a clear look, she said, "I'll take care of you." Housewives with children don't have bad intentions to harm others..."

As she spoke, she pushed the door open again, with a smile full of understanding on her face.

"If you don't believe me, just come in and have a look."

Lin Sanjiu reflexively wanted to back away—she suppressed her reaction in time, and glanced at the middle-aged housewife's face twice.

"No, I won't go in." She lifted her chin towards the door and said, "If you can open the door, let me see inside..."

"No problem." Unexpectedly, the middle-aged housewife immediately retreated into the house and said openly, "Look."

Soon, Lin Sanjiu understood why she was so generous: because the layout of this house was different from that of Room 108 where the agent Xiao Xu lived. After opening the door, there was only a square living room, and the bedroom was invisible; A tightly shut door—it was impossible to see whether the exit was behind that door.

Just when Lin Sanjiu quietly sent in a small amount of consciousness, the middle-aged housewife smiled.

"Have you finished reading? I still have to go see the child." She put one hand on the door, and before Lin Sanjiu could speak to delay the time, she slammed the door shut with a "boom"—the smell hadn't had time to stop The consciousness that came back was cut off immediately, and disappeared behind the door like nothing happened.

Teacher Yi gasped in distress: "Be careful, you have already lost two pieces of consciousness... Also, you have to hurry up."

She also wants to hurry up, the question is, how to hurry up?

Lin Sanjiu originally thought that "finding the exit" was just a matter of kicking open the door and going in. How could he think that he couldn't even call the door open, and wouldn't dare to enter even if asked to open it?She turned around in front of Room 103 in agitation, swept the flashlight, and landed on the door of Room 104 opposite.

It was as if even the sound of the broadcast behind the door was pulled out of the darkness by the flashlight, and it reached Lin Sanjiu's ears more clearly than before.

When she heard the broadcast behind the door for the first time, she felt that it came from an old-fashioned radio, not a mobile phone or a computer; at this time, she leaned closer and listened carefully, and the special slight current sound that belonged to the old-fashioned radio confirmed it. Her guess was right.

Lin Sanjiu knocked hard on the door a few times, and the voice that came out slowly from behind the door was indeed so dry and hoarse that it belonged to an old man: "Who is it?"

From the sound, the old man was still far away from the door; Lin Sanjiu did not say a word, and knocked on the door a few more times.

"Who is it? Why don't you speak?" The old man raised his voice a little, and suddenly became a little unhappy: "Is it the one on the second floor?"

Lin Sanjiu's heart trembled, and he stopped his hands, for fear that the next knock on the door would interrupt this little flow of information.

"Usually coming in and out of your house, it's fine if you want me to help you with things," the old man complained, "Why do you come to me to do things when I don't go out? How old am I, and I can't stand the tiredness." ..."

What he meant was that the entrance and exit of the apartment was indeed in someone's house, and that apartment was on the second floor?When entering and exiting that person's house, the other party will ask the passer-by to help with things?
Lin Sanjiu got goosebumps from excitement; probably because she was absorbed in thinking, when she realized that the old man's last sentence was very close to the door, it seemed too late—a black shadow appeared under the door of 104, fell silent.

"Why...not the one on the second floor," the old man said slowly, as if he was a little happy. "Are you here to find me?"

He said that the exit was on the second floor, but it may not be true, maybe she should ask a few more questions.

"No, I'm here to find the exit." All Lin Sanjiu could think of at the moment was this straight question: "You said just now that the exit is on the second floor? Which room is it?"

The door lock of room 104 opened with a "click", but the old man did not open the door.Across a door, the old voice floated in the air that was paled by the flashlight: "Did I just say that?"

Lin Sanjiu was startled.

"No... You must have heard it wrong." The old voice said, "The exit of this apartment is in my house... When I am old, I stay at home alone and lonely, and there are young people coming in and out. It also added a bit of popularity to my family. So I didn't mind it at all, so I moved into an apartment with an exit. Come on, just push the door and come in and take a look."

This time, the goosebumps on Lin Sanjiu's arms were not due to excitement.

When she turned around and walked deep into the corridor, step by step faster, she could still hear the old man hoarsely shouting from behind the door: "Hey! Don't go, it's true, come in and have a look..."

Lin Sanjiu thumped up the stairs, the flashlight dispelled the darkness in front of her, and the darkness closed behind her again.With her own heavy breathing, she quickly climbed up to the second floor; almost at the same moment she stopped, she also confirmed one thing: "The people behind the apartment want to trick you into it" as the middle-aged housewife said , I am afraid it is a truth.

So far, this clue has not conflicted with anything anyone has said—the intermediary Xiao Xu said that the exit was in the apartment, and whether the people in the apartment wanted to trick Lin Sanjiu into it and then do it. If you think about it carefully, it is actually Two different things.

But the interesting part is not here yet.

It is already obvious that the old man wanted to trick her into the house; what is really worth pondering is that the middle-aged housewife seems to want to trick her into the house too—but it was she who told Lin Sanjiu to beware of people in the house cheating her went in.

If the middle-aged housewife wants to lie to her, why should she be reminded to make her vigilant?If the middle-aged housewife let her in just to prove that her home is not an exit, not to mention contradicting her reminder, after having the reminder, the middle-aged housewife should also think that this is not a good way to prove herself. ?

It's almost like... the middle-aged housewife should tell the truth, and she said it, even if the next truth will affect her success rate of deceiving people into the house.

This rule seems to be confirmed by the old man in room 104.

If what the old man said "the exit is on the second floor" is true... Lin Sanjiu quickly walked past the renovated 201, behind the door there was only 202 breathing quietly, 203 with more than one person whispering, and another A room 204 is being renovated, and I don't know which door I should try for a while.

Just when she was hesitating, a young man's voice suddenly sounded in 206: "Who is outside? Has my takeaway arrived?"

With an idea, Lin Sanjiu quickly pulled out a box of vacuum-packed cooked food from the card library, hurriedly stuffed it into a plastic bag, and replied, "Yes."

The door of Room 206 opened quickly——Lin Sanjiu noticed that there was no sound of the door lock being released this time, and it seemed that not every household locked the door—a boy who looked like a college student walked through the door. After showing his head.Like the middle-aged housewife, he only opened a small door.

When he stretched out his hand from the crack of the door to pick up the plastic bag, Lin Sanjiu didn't hand it over.

"There are too many rooms here, I forgot where the exit is, and got lost." She stared into the male college student's eyes and asked, "I'm here to deliver food for you, you have to tell me the exit?"

　My intuition tells me that everyone seems to be saving articles recently?This dungeon was originally planned to end after writing three chapters. I really didn’t expect that the longer I wrote, the outline of my dungeon became more and more detailed, just like the fate of the book Doomsday Paradise... It seems that if I don’t write more and more The only way to grow is that, like Milady’s novel, there are always people asking: "How many words do you have? There are 15 in total, and how many tens of thousands of space do you have left? Can you deliver the manuscript on time?"

But Milady also exceeded [-].

　
(End of this chapter)