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The streets on May Day are more lively than usual, and the air is filled with the sweet smell of cotton candy, which turns into a tempting fried skewer in the next moment.

At the corner of the street, a brightly lit advertisement flashed on the big screen of the shopping mall, and at the end suddenly popped up a line of big characters with wanton strokes - "Glory belongs to the laborers".

Under the big screen, a girl with a slanted ponytail held up a glass of Youlan Latte, almost shaking the froth from the cup: "Double Date, which I've been thinking about for a whole year, finally came true!" His sleeves were dripping with excitement.

Fortunately, Du Ruoying had expected it, and dodged it with a dodge, leaving Yeats's hand empty, and then gloriously wiped the snot on William's shirt.

William:  …

Qi Menghuai carried Yeats away with embarrassment, and at the same time handed William a tissue: "Sorry, Professor."

"It's okay." William smiled politely.His eyes were attracted by the thin silver metal ring on his wrist, the intricate clasp, the flickering light spots linked to the monitoring of pulse signs, and the weird holes aimed at the veins. Chilling needlepoint...

"Student Xiaoying is surrounded by a lot of dangerous people." William felt awe-inspiring.

Du Ruoying who didn't realize it: Hahaha I laughed so loudly in my heart!

"Student Xiaoying seems to be very happy today," William said softly, "it's not just because of doubledate, right?"

"Hmm..." Du Ruoying hesitated for a moment, not daring to admit that she was secretly happy about the snot thing, so she had to make it up based on the sudden inspiration, "Yeah, I saw a super happy news this morning, hehe! "

A lot of information flashed through his mind, and William immediately guessed what she was referring to, but he still deliberately asked, "What news?"

"From today," Du Ruoying paused, "the domestic "Anti-Organized Crime Law" will be officially implemented!" [1]. Seven

Yeats, who thought he could hear the explosive content, frowned in disappointment: "Huh? What the hell?"

"It's a legal provision specifically aimed at eradicating gangsters and evil." Du Ruoying rubbed the paper straw lightly with her small canine teeth, looking very excited, "It's a good thing after all!"

"Sweeping black...but does it have anything to do with us?" Yeats was confused.

"It's a big deal." Du Ruoying gave William a meaningful look, and William also welcomed her provocative gaze frankly.

"Speaking of which," Qi Menghuai pondered, "I also saw news recently that the crime rate in Beiyu City hit a record low last year."

"The crime rate has hit a new low...?" William smiled gleefully at Du Ruoying, "Based on the experience of the past year, does Xiaoying think this data is convincing?"

Du Ruoying, who was caught off guard, was stunned for a moment, remembering that in this short year, she had experienced with him a serial poisoning case in the cafeteria, a fire murder case in the building, a serial murder case by evil spirits in the villa, a GPS-induced kidnapping case, and a serial murder case in the drama club. Homicide and many other cases, I am afraid that the sum of all the cases encountered in previous years is not as many as last year...

This guy has the physique of a god of death, right?

It's definitely a god of death, right? ! !

In any case, from the perspective of probability, it is really not convincing to say that the city's crime rate this year is a record low. Instead, it will only make Comrade Moriarty look sympathetic to this country-it is impossible for criminal cases to occur so intensively. If it can be called "historically low crime rate", what kind of ghosts should it have been in previous years...

The level of funny can be compared with "Arkham City with a simple folk customs, a lot of talents", okay? !

No, you must not be looked down upon by him!

Since the problem lies in probability, then use probability to defeat probability.She suddenly had an idea: "Actually, this is just a probability problem."

"Oh?" William became interested.

"It's like the traffic lights in the city," Du Ruoying pointed to the intersection not far away, "There are people who always encounter red lights as soon as they go out, but this does not mean that the city's The traffic design is not good." Du Ruoying paused, "The same goes for the crime rate."

"It seems that we belong to the kind of lucky people who 'go out and meet red lights'?"

Du Ruoying was about to continue talking, but was stopped by a young man wearing a red peaked cap. The other party stuffed each of them with a leaflet with the words "Escape Room" printed on it.

"Wow Xiaoying Xiaoying, look, this is a free trial!" Yeats quickly discovered the point.

"Yes, the first day of the new store's opening, it's a rare opportunity, welcome to experience it." The person who handed out the leaflet introduced eagerly.

"But this game requires a group of six people, we don't have enough people." Du Ruoying raised her head and looked around, and then she had a surprise discovery - she saw Li Mo and Sherlock in the crowd, so she quickly pulled them over .

"Huh? Escape the room?" Sherlock pinched the leaflet with a look of disgust, as if he was pinching a stinky dirty sock, "Uh, I don't want to play such childish things with you..."

"Those who pass the customs within a limited time can get the latest xx mobile phone worth tens of thousands!" Li Mo exclaimed.

"Give me the ticket." Sherlock stretched out his hand.

After watching the backs of the six people who signed the registration and checked the tickets to enter the venue gradually fade away, the staff suddenly lowered the brim of their hats, and the corners of their mouths raised a gloomy arc: "Good journey, I wish you a good time."

The game has a total of six levels, with a time limit of half an hour. The first level is to unlock the combination lock on the exit door.

Du Ruoying noticed that the room was arranged in the style of a hotel standard room on fire, with black ash and scorched marks everywhere. They entered through a wardrobe door, and the only exit was the door with a combination lock.

A fire escape map was pasted on the door, which simply outlined the layout of the entire hotel with black lines, and the escape routes were marked with red lines.

"Okay, now we have to give full play to the spirit of teamwork," Yeats rubbed his hands vigorously, "first, each person is responsible for a different place, and we need to collect a round of clues separately—"

Before the words fell, only a "click" was heard, and the combination lock had been opened by Sherlock.

Yeats: ...? ? ?

"It's amazing, how did you do it?" Du Ruoying was shocked.

"It's easy, I pried it open." Sherlock happily raised the ear-cleaning metal stick in his hand, which he slipped off from Li Mo's keychain, "Don't worship me too much." Throw it back into Li Mo's hands, then turn around and enter the gate of the second pass.

Leaving a group of teammates petrified in place.

"Escape room is not like this, hey..." Yeats stretched out his hand in despair.

In the second level, the environment becomes the hotel management room. Players need to find the missing computer screen on the computer table, connect it to the host computer, and then operate the computer to open the door of the third level.

Just as Du Ruoying lay down on the ground and was about to start looking for the display screen, she heard two slight "sizzling" sounds - the sensor glass door of the third level suddenly opened by itself.

"Xia! Luo! Ke?!" Yeats grabbed Sherlock's skirt with snot and tears, shaking violently, "What did you do again? Ah! Ah? Ah——"

William looked down at the phone, and saw a new message from Bai Qirun on the screen, with a total of three words - "You're welcome"~

He couldn't help but smiled bitterly: "It's not because of Xia Li this time."

Du Ruoying understood instantly: "Bai! Qi! Run?!!" She grabbed the main computer angrily and shook it violently, "Come out, I'll kill you..."

In the remote computer room, looking at Du Ruoying who was powerless and furious on the monitor, Bai Qirun let out a laugh happily.

"Hmph, I told you not to play with me."