Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1953 Children's Gift

"Exit,"

The male college student said lightly, "It's in room 102."

Lin Sanjiu stood on the spot, still holding the plastic bag; it wasn't until the answer was casually handed to her that she realized that she didn't expect the other party to answer the question directly.

"102, that man lives there..." She paused, then changed her words, "Child?"

The male college student smiled, and tapped his temple with one hand.

"What kind of child is in his thirties," he said, "it seems to be some kind of disease. The mental age cannot keep up with the biological age. He always says that his mother won't let him open the door for outsiders. It's so annoying. Every time he wants to Talking good things for a long time... I once sent a gift to his family, thinking about building a good relationship with him, and since then I have been able to go in and out smoothly."

Lin Sanjiu watched him reach out to pick up the plastic bag, and handed it over in a daze.He knew that saying these words would send him away... Didn't he intend to trick people into the house?Why?Is it because she is afraid that she will find out that room 206 is the exit of the apartment?
"The old man in room 104 said that there is someone on the second floor who always asks him to help with things." She thought for a while and asked, "Do you know who it is?"

"Do something? What do you do?" The male college student seemed wary, "I don't know. You don't want to do something for him, do you?"

Lin Sanjiu stared at him, and said "huh" noncommittally.

"Don't do it," said the male college student, "It's okay for us residents to do something for each other. You, an outsider, don't do things for them that they usually do every day."

"Why?" Lin Sanjiu asked immediately.

At this moment, the male college student weighed the bag in his hand, opened the plastic bag and took a look.

When he raised his head, for some reason, Lin Sanjiu suddenly remembered the bank robber wearing stockings on TV: the face was still the same, the facial features were the same, but the expression on his face seemed to be slightly distorted. Moved, different.

"How can I explain it to you..." The male college student took two steps back into the room and said, "I can demonstrate it to you. I often play games at home. Come in and play a game with me, and you will naturally know—"

Lin Sanjiu reached into the darkness, grabbed the doorknob, and closed the door with a "Dang".

The voice of the male college student stopped instantly; door 206 fell into silent darkness, almost as if there had never been a resident.

Don't help residents do the things they normally do...

This thought was like a hand pushing her to go quickly. When Lin Sanjiu quickly turned around and walked through the corridor, she completely ignored the female voice from Room 208—"Who is going out? They are all from the neighbors, Would you like to walk the dog for me?"

She was almost at the top of the stairs, when there was a door opening in the dark corridor behind her.The female voice almost seemed to be following her in small steps all the time, lingering: "My dog ​​is very smart, knows the way, and can take you out by myself..."

If the place where she stopped first was not outside the door of room 206, but room 208...

The sweat in Lin Sanjiu's palm was sticking to the flashlight, and it was a bit slippery. She couldn't help gripping it a little harder, as if it was a lifeline.

It's not just a matter of telling lies and contradicting each other, it seems that the "order" of getting the information is also crucial; so until she has all the information, she'd better not do anything.

This also means that the time window for her to escape is narrower.

"There are still twelve or three minutes at most," Teacher Yi's voice was clenched tighter than her hand.

It took Lin Sanjiu less than ten seconds to get back to the corridor on the first floor—this is not her maximum speed.The distance that was usually not a problem made her gasp a little at this time; she looked at the light shining through the door of Room 102, and found that the black figure was still standing there, not moving.

really here?

Lin Sanjiu didn't go up, but knocked on the door of room 101 instead.

The male resident of Room 101 seemed to be very cautious, and was the only one who neither unlocked the door nor opened the door for her; Lin Sanjiu had to pass his question in through the crack of the door.

"So you're looking for an exit," the man seemed to be clinging to the other side of the door, and said, "This is my house."

Lin Sanjiu pursed her lips tightly.

"But I don't think you are a resident of this apartment. I can't just let strangers in." The man continued, "What are you here for?"

"I... I'm here to find an agent to look at the house." Lin Sanjiu said bravely, "I can't get out now."

"Didn't your agency tell you where the exit is?" the man asked, "How is your agency's reputation? Is it good or bad?"

Without knowing how to continue the conversation, Lin Sanjiu could only pretend to be stupid: "What do you mean?"

"There are two kinds of intermediaries, those with high reputation and those with low reputation." The man said in an tone that you don't even know this, "As the name suggests, those with high reputation only tell the truth, and those with low reputation only tell lies. What kind of intermediary did you find?"

Lin Sanjiu was stunned, thought for a while, and replied: "The ones with high reputation."

The intermediary Xiao Xu must be the type of "only telling the truth", otherwise he can't introduce the dungeon rules to Lin Sanjiu—no, what if the so-called dungeon rules are also lies?

No, that's not right either.There is no obvious exit in this dungeon, and it can be seen from the residents' conversations that "exit" is the most important theme; judging from her experience in so many dungeons, her goal and task should be to "find the exit".

At least Xiao Xu, the intermediary, did not lie on this point.

"That's okay. I guess he was negligent so he didn't tell you. The exit is at my house." While she was thinking, the man was still talking: "What are you going to do now? Do you want to come in and have a look, or ask your agent to confirm ?”

Is this person tricking himself into going in by retreating?

As soon as Lin Sanjiu refused, the man interrupted her: "I also understand your embarrassment. After all, residents are not like intermediaries. What we say is true and false. Go to your intermediary, and then you will Come back and find me to open the door."

"What the residents say is true or false"?
Lin Sanjiu's heart skipped a beat, and finally saw the first crack in the mystery before him.

If this sentence is a lie, then there are two inferences: first, the resident is only telling the truth, which contradicts the premise and is impossible; second, the resident is only telling lies.

Judging from the reminder of the middle-aged woman, the sentence "the people in the apartment want to trick her into it" is true—that is, it is impossible for the resident to only tell lies—that is, "the resident has the right to say something." True or false" must be a truth.

Man No. 101 provided three information points: one is that his home is an exit; the other is that there are two types of intermediaries in the apartment;It's a pity that Lin Sanjiu still can't tell whether the first and second points are true.

But she's making some headway -- inspired, she steps across the corridor and knocks on the door of room 102.

"Big sister is here again," said the grown man behind the door sweetly.

Last time he didn't provide any information at all, this time Lin Sanjiu won't waste any more time.

"I'm looking for an exit." She asked bluntly, "Is your home?"

"That's right." Said the male voice made into a child's voice, "My house is the exit."

"How do you prove that your home is the exit?" Lin Sanjiu didn't want him to ramble on, "Many people say that their home is the exit."

"Well, you should ask your agent," the adult boy said slowly, "I just heard you say that your agent has a high reputation. If the reputation is high, he will only tell the truth, and then he will I will tell you that my home is the exit..."

He and the man in room 101 took the same script and repeated the same information point again; if this detour continues, it is impossible to prove whether the key information of "two types of intermediaries" is true .

Lin Sanjiu endured his irritability and said, "My agency has long since disappeared, so I can't ask."

"Hey, what should I do then?"

"If your house is an exit, it should be easy to prove it?" She asked forcefully, "For example, you open the door and show me..."

Adult boys and children giggled twice. "Big sister, I said my house is an exit, but I didn't say that I would open the door for you." He said, "My mother said that I will not open the door for outsiders. Even if I prove it, you believe me, I will won't open the door for you."

If it wasn't for being unable to break through the dungeon door panel, Lin Sanjiu really wanted to kick him and knock the door leader onto the ground.

"I don't care if you open the door or not," she gritted her teeth and said, "Do you have a way to prove it?"

"Oh, I see!" The tone of the adult boy and child sounded fake, as if he had a solution early in the morning, and he only said it now. "Wait for me a moment."

"Hurry up, I don't have time." Lin Sanjiu said, looking at the door she hadn't visited in the depths of the corridor—if this guy was just delaying time, should she knock on someone else's door?
However, she didn't expect that the other party would come back soon, and this time there were rustling sounds under the door.

"I received a gift once, it was a Polaroid."

Lin Sanjiu's flashlight illuminated the photo with his head sticking out under the crack of the door, and he said, "I just took a photo of the exit."

　I feel that I have been updating for a month, and I am fully qualified to take a break. Looking at it again, I have only updated five days in a row.Sorry, I'm just a bloated person.

　
(End of this chapter)