Puzzle games

"Ding! Player No. 8 was killed by a werewolf last night, please ask the witch to choose whether to use medicine or not?"

During the day, he chose [Yes] without hesitation - the death of No. 8 just verified some thoughts in his heart.

Immediately, a palm-sized round-bottomed flask with a red love heart appeared in Bai Tian's hand. He shook the bottle, and there was a faint brown liquid flowing inside.

During the day, he left his room and walked to the door of No. 8. At this time, the invisible barrier had disappeared, and during the day, he easily unscrewed the door of No. 8.

The ceiling lamp was on in the room, so that during the day, the male college student lying straight on the bed could be clearly seen.

There was an extremely ordinary-looking small knife stuck in his chest, judging from the exposed black handle, the entire knife was less than a foot long.

It turned out that the player who was selected by the werewolf at night died like this.

During the day, he couldn't help thinking of the horrific death of middle-aged man No. 1 when he was discovered, and secretly sighed. It must be because he didn't save him the first night, so he died completely and turned into such a horrifying appearance.

During the day, he walked to the bedside and touched No. 8's carotid artery, and it stopped jumping. He pulled out the knife from the other's chest and threw it on the ground.

——Unsurprisingly, no blood flowed out from the wound, and he raised No. 8's head again, and poured the antidote from the flask into his mouth.

As soon as the liquid touched No. 8's lips, the wound on the other's chest healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and instantly recovered.

During the day, he probed his carotid artery again, and his hands could already feel a strong beating.

When he returned to his room during the day, it was almost dawn outside the window. Although he was very tired from the thrills of the night, he couldn’t fall asleep at all. It's time for a new round of speeches and votes.

Saying goodbye to Qi Shuai at this moment, Ye Zhao and the two went back to the room and lay down on the bed, tiredness overwhelmed him so that he could no longer resist falling into a deep sleep.

He woke up after sleeping for about two hours during the day. When he woke up, he saw the oil painting of an empty room on the wall opposite the bed.

He continued to lie lazily, rehearsing the story he speculated about the wolf boy. The werewolf snatched the baby—the grown wolf boy saved the woman—the wolf boy killed the villagers—the villagers burned to death Wolf Boy - The woman is desperate.

No, it feels even more wrong during the day.

The first three of these four paintings are all in the narrative style, and only the last one expresses the emotions of the painter's woman. Why do you only paint the emotions of women?Is this painting really a woman's emotion?

During the day, he suddenly felt that this woman was the key to the whole incident!

He sat up suddenly from the bed, patted his face to wake himself up, but there were still too few clues, there must be oil paintings they hadn't found.

But the whole house is so big. At that time, the three of them searched the third floor carefully, and they can be sure that there will be no "secret door leading to the fourth floor".

The second floor is even more impossible, every room is clear at a glance, as for the first floor...

During the day, he felt that he had grasped something faintly, and the next moment he got off the bed, opened the door and walked to the first floor.

No other players were in the lobby on the first floor, only Ye Zhao and Qi Shuai were sitting on the sofa staring at each other, speechless.

The two didn't meet each other before high school. Ye Zhao moved to Ning City with his family during the summer vacation of the first year of high school, and the newly bought house was next door to Qi Shuai's villa.

Gradually, the two people became acquainted, and Ye Zhao and Qi Shuai became classmates.

But after that, Qi Shuai's attitude towards Ye Zhao was a little more subtle.

——Because the latter is the child of other people's family who has developed morality, intelligence, physique, art and labor in an all-round way in what old man Qi said, and is a child of other people's family who is in the top ten of the exam grades every time. This once made Qi Shuai's high school life very difficult.

However, it is unexpected that Ye Zhao, who is such an excellent student, gave up the chance to be admitted to a key university in Beijing and went to a famous foreign school to study finance.

After that, the chances for the two sides to meet were much less, which made Qi Shuai feel better in front of his father.

However, even so, the big man Qi made up his mind that if nothing happened, he must keep a respectful distance from Ye Zhao.

Unexpectedly, this guy doesn't stop in foreign countries. He heard Qi Shuai dad say that he partnered with others to raise funds before graduating from university. After earning the first pot of gold, he embarked on the road of investing in AI smart games.

You must know that the development of this technology in China is only three or four years old, and it is still a relatively young and immature industry. Even many senior investors dare not bet casually.

But the facts have proved that Mr. Ye's business accuracy is extraordinary. The financial reports of several games he invested in have been rising like a rocket, and his own social value has also risen accordingly.

Then old man Qi's eyes of hating iron and steel made Daddy Qi stay at home with his tail between his legs every day.

When they saw the figure going downstairs during the day, they both stood up immediately.

"Xiaobai, you are awake!"

Qi Shuai immediately threw Ye Zhao away in his mind, and ran over happily like a big hairy dog ​​that only saw its owner: "Why don't you sleep more, I'll call you after dinner!"

Ye Zhao took a closer look at Bai Tian's face and nodded: "Not bad, his face is much better."

Seeing the caring look in the eyes of the two during the day, my heart warmed slightly: "I can't sleep anymore, and I have an idea."

"What?" Both of them were a little surprised.

"Remember the side mission of the copy?"

"Of course I remember, but yesterday, Xiaobai, didn't you say that there were loopholes in the story of the wolf boy, and the clues about the oil painting were not complete?" Qi Shuai was a little puzzled.

They have gone through all the oil paintings in this house, and there are no more paintings for them to weave the plot of the copy.

"That's not the case." Bai Tian smiled lightly, "Actually, there are other oil paintings in this house."

"What? How is it possible!" Qi Shuai yelled out, his face full of disbelief, while Ye Zhao frowned and fell into thought.

"Don't you guys think this house is big?" Bai Tian looked around and didn't say anything directly.

"It's okay, this hall is about a hundred square meters."

Qi Shuai scratched his head, the first floor of a normal villa is about this size, it's not as exaggerated as he said during the day.

"Then do you know how much area the entire second floor has?" Bai Tian then reminded.

"The area of ​​the second floor?" Qi Shuai didn't expect him to ask such a question suddenly, and was momentarily stunned.

"Each room on the second floor is about fifteen square meters. There are nine rooms in total. Including the area of ​​the corridor and stairwell, it's about 150 square meters."

At this moment, Ye Zhao understood what Bai Tian meant, and his heart moved when he met the latter's meaningful gaze: "So where did the fifty square meters missing on the first floor go?"

In order to conform to the laws of mechanics, general buildings are made to be wider at the bottom and narrower at the top. No matter how bad it is, it should be a structure with the same width at the top and bottom. Residential buildings have higher requirements for stability in order to resist typhoons and earthquakes.

However, the house they are in now violates this architectural rule based on the current spatial layout. The area of ​​the first floor is one-third less than that of the second floor, which is obviously unreasonable.

"So Xiaobai, what you mean is that there are probably other oil paintings hidden in the missing fifty square miles."

Qi Shuai also figured it out at this time, and almost jumped up with excitement, "So we will be able to complete the side mission soon!"

"Yes, the question now is where are the fifty square meters?"

During the day, he glanced at Fa Xiao who was so excited that he was rubbing his hands like a fly, and happily poured cold water on him.

"Anyway, it must be on the first floor. From my point of view, there is probably an inconspicuous door hidden behind the curtain or somewhere like the corridor on the second floor."

Qi Shuai rolled up his sleeves unaffected, as if planning to do something big.

There were not many things in the hall, the first thing Qi Shuai thought of was the multi-person sofa, he asked Ye Zhao to remove it together, but there was nothing behind the sofa.

Qi Shuai reluctantly touched it twice. If it wasn't for the fact that the wall was simply painted with paint instead of wallpaper, he would have no doubt that he would tear off the wallpaper during the day to see if there was a door hidden behind it.

After putting the sofa back to its original place, he went to move the grandfather clock at the head of the dining table, which was as tall as a person, but the clock seemed to be fixed to the wall and floor, and could not move at all.

Qi Shuai had no choice but to give up, and started looking at the dark carpet on the floor. He couldn't bear to see his busy figure like a bee during the day, so he helped his forehead and stopped him helplessly: "Why do you think that the fifty square meters will underground?"

Qi Shuai was taken aback for a moment, then came to his senses, scratched his head in embarrassment, and then knocked on the surrounding walls, but nothing was found.

Now he was completely at a loss, and asked Bai Bai dejectedly, "Xiaobai, could it be that our thinking is wrong, and these fifty square meters don't exist at all?"

Shaking his head during the day, he felt that this idea was correct, and it should be like what Qi Shuai said just now, there is an inconspicuous door hidden somewhere, but where is this door?

"Have you ever noticed that the clock ... seems to have never rung?"

Ye Zhao, who had been silent all this time, stood in front of the grandfather clock with folded arms and observed carefully. It was three o'clock in the afternoon.

When the normal pendulum clock hits the hour, the pendulum will hit the inner metal plate and make a dangdang sound to announce the time, but this grandfather clock has not reported the time since they entered the game.

"That clock is broken, and I just tried it, it was nailed to the floor and can't move at all." Qi Shuai said listlessly as he lay on the dining table.

During the day, I ignored him and walked to Ye Zhao: "This old-fashioned desk clock is different from modern electronic clocks. The interior is mechanically controlled, and the gears inside can only be driven by winding.

But it is indeed a bit strange. It is reasonable to say that the pointer on the top moves very accurately, and the pendulum corresponds to the second hand. It should be good. Why can't it tell the time?Could it be that the mainspring is loose? "

As he spoke, he opened the huge glass panel on the front of the big clock, picked up a copper knob in the small groove under the clock dial, inserted it into the clockwork hole and turned it clockwise.

During the day, I suddenly felt something wrong with my hand, and only heard a "click", and the back of the maroon grandfather clock opened like a door.