Fanservice Paradox

Fang Juexia was stunned for a second.

Obviously he was still brainstorming last moment, thinking about the cards of the two people in front of him and his winning percentage, but when he heard Pei Tingsong's words, his high-speed brain malfunctioned.

He was always out of order because of Pei Tingsong.

"Pa-pa--" The sound of applause interrupted Fang Juexia's thoughts.

Xia Xiqing, who was standing by the side, put down his hands and sighed, "Are all your boy groups so good at playing?"

Pei Tingsong said bluntly, "That's not as good as you know how to play."

His words made Fang Juexia's thinking system work again.That's right, Pei Tingsong was just playing a game, his words were always full of confusion, in fact he was no different from Xia Xiqing.

No, he may still have a business element.

It seems to be sincere, but in fact half a word is not credible.

"My knight..." Fang Juexia turned his face away, lowered his head and picked up the reservation form that he deliberately dropped on the table, and raised the corner of his mouth, "You speak like this, as if I am the killer who needs the protection of the black knight."

After finishing speaking, he raised his head and used the most basic and best expression management as an idol to cover up his short-term panic just now. He looked at Pei Tingsong with questioning and judgment in his eyes, "Like Brother Xi Qing, I don't quite believe it." Your identity as a knight. Even though I don’t dare to believe his words casually.”

"Obviously, if you talk about logic now, you can't tell why, and there is no behavior or statement that can verify your logic. Unless you report your own camp, everything else will be untenable."

Obviously, Xia Xiqing did not choose to directly report his camp.

After listening to his words, Pei Tingsong did not continue to refute or argue childishly, but instead took Fang Juexia's sudden interrogation calmly, "It doesn't matter if you don't believe me, anyway, at this time, no one knows the truth of what anyone says, but there is always a first come, first served .”

Fang Juexia still maintained a faint smile on his face, and said calmly, "You took the initiative first."

Whether it's Xia Xiqing or Pei Tingsong, these two fake knights seem to be fighting each other, but in fact, they are more of a side attack on Jue Xia.

After that, he looked down at the reservation form, and Zao Zao's name was written on the second line, "There are only two secret rooms, and there are two knights. No one can tell whether there is a killer among them who is really messing up the water." .It seems that you all want to win my vote, but it makes me dare not act rashly."

Fang Juexia's position was made clear.Xia Xiqing laughed instead, as if breaking the covenant between them was already quite a reward, "You are right." He put his hands in his pockets, his face relaxed, "First figure out the plot, or escape first." Go, it’s not necessary for the three of us to fight like this. There should be some time before the first round of voting, and then we will talk slowly.”

Pei Tingsong narrowed his eyes slightly, "Brother Xi Qing, you should have found clues about the plot in that secret room just now."

At this point, each other also knows that no one is a fuel-efficient lamp, and hiding it will only arouse suspicion.Xia Xiqing generously pulled out a booklet that he stuffed in the pocket of his school uniform trousers, "Actually, I wanted to show you guys before," he gave Pei Tingsong a look, "It's just that in order to save you, he focused on When it comes to solving puzzles, forget about it.”

He handed out the booklet in his hand, "This is a medical record. The name on it is the same as the name on the badge on my chest. They are all early. It sounds like a nickname or a pseudonym."

Fang Juexia took over the medical record and opened it, which contained symptoms related to mental illness.

[Name: Early Gender: Female Age: 17]

Pei Tingsong first noticed the bright spot, "Hey, the gender written on it is a girl."

Xia Xiqing took a look, "Really? I didn't pay attention, maybe I think I'm good-looking and asked me to cross-dress? Maybe it's a bad idea from the screenwriter's family."

Fang Juexia focused on the medical records and read out softly, "The patient was diagnosed with depression on February 2 due to depression, long-term insomnia, anxiety, mental weakness, fear of social contact and physical contact, and is currently taking..."

After listening to the beginning, Pei Tingsong curled his lips, "The persona doesn't look like me at all."

Xia Xiqing smiled and said, "I am especially suitable for such a miserable persona."

"The time on this appointment form is March 3, that is to say, I may have come to look for it early..." Fang Juexia glanced at Pei Tingsong, and he answered tacitly, "Doctor Tian."

"Yes, come to Dr. Tian for a follow-up consultation, or some other psychological treatment." Fang Juexia looked at Xia Xiqing again, "Brother Xiqing, can we go to your room to see?"

"Of course. This room may provide early clues to the plot." Xia Xiqing turned around and led them there, "I was quite surprised at the beginning. The decoration in this room is quite sparse. It is different from the first season. It looks a bit Cutting corners."

Indeed, as Xia Xiqing said, this room is surprisingly simple, and what can be called furnishings is just a sofa and a small coffee table.On the coffee table are a landline phone and a brochure on mental health, as well as a painting that has been taken down and placed on the sofa.

Seeing Fang Juexia looking down at the painting, Xia Xiqing said, "This is Van Gogh's "Garden". I took it down to solve the mystery."

"Van Gogh..." Pei Tingsong took advantage of the opportunity to sit on the sofa, and glanced at the wallpaper in this room. Unlike the blue wallpaper outside, this one is pink.

Fang Juexia carefully observed the room, feeling that something was wrong, "At first I thought it was the same as the first season, each room was the setting of the player's character, and it was the room where they lived and lived. But now I see It does not seem."

Hearing what he said, Xia Xiqing picked up a schoolbag from the sofa, and shook all the contents on the coffee table, "If you want to see the player settings, these should be the props prepared by the program team."

On the coffee table are three or two paintbrushes, a newly bought box of unopened paints, high school textbooks and a flyer for an art training institution.Fang Juexia squatted by the coffee table, subconsciously began to organize these props, put them all neatly, and then checked them one by one.

Pei Tingsong looked through it roughly, and guessed, "So this character is a 17-year-old female high school student studying art, suffering from depression, and came to Dr. Tian's clinic for treatment."

"Not only that, look at this." Xia Xiqing opened the textbook, and there was a suicide note that he tore up and then glued together.

Fang Juexia glanced at it, and it was indeed a girl's handwriting, delicate and clean, but it was torn into pieces.

Xia Xiqing picked up the suicide note and read it, "When you read this suicide note, I may have passed away forever. I tried to love this world in the past, but this world did not give me any warmth. I know, those who have hurt The people who passed me will not change because of my departure. They will still hurt more children. Tear our bodies with violence and crush our childhood with authority. But at least at this last moment, I must stand up reveal..."

His voice stopped abruptly, and Pei Tingsong, who was still flipping through the art training booklet, raised his head, "What's wrong?"

"It's gone." Xia Xiqing put down the suicide note, "I didn't continue to write it here. When I saw it, it was already a lot of fragments. When put together, it was a complete piece of paper, but the suicide note was not complete."

Pei Tingsong confirmed with a glance that it was indeed not finished, "Could it be like this? This girl thought about suicide before, so she wrote the suicide note in advance, but later she had other thoughts and regretted it, so she tore up the suicide note .”

"This logic makes sense." Xia Xiqing put down the suicide note, "I was thinking that her suicide note mentioned 'people who hurt her', as well as 'tearing the body' and 'crushing childhood', these words probably imply her childhood She was hurt during the period. So among these players, will anyone play the role of hurting her?"

Xia Xiqing's train of thought also reminded Fang Juexia.In the past "Escape from the Sky", the killer often corresponds to the murderer or perpetrator in the plot. Following this line, you may be able to find the real killer.

Found a tool to hint at the identity of the character, what about this secret room?Is there any metaphor.

Fang Juexia looked around and found that there was not even a bed in this room.

"Brother Xi Qing..."

Pei Tingsong sat on the side, and when he heard that Fang Juexia subconsciously called Xia Xiqing's name, and called each brother affectionately, it was completely different from the indifferent look he had when facing him, and he felt a little uncomfortable.Obviously these things can also be discussed with him, but Fang Juexia skips him.

He couldn't describe what it was like, he just felt a little irritated.

Fang Juexia still asked Xia Xiqing, "Many rooms where I escaped before were bedrooms or study rooms. What do you think this room looks like?"

Xia Xiqing noticed something from his tone.He sized it up carefully, then looked through the door connecting to the consultation room, and suddenly thought of something, "You want to say, this is the waiting room?"

"Yes." Fang Juexia nodded again and again, "It's just a guess." Holding the appointment form in his hand, he pointed at Pei Tingsong, "Xiao Pei is Dr. Tian, ​​a psychiatrist. You are a patient who came for follow-up after giving up suicidal thoughts. , as for why you are in the waiting room..."

Pei Tingsong continued, "Because you are the one who is seeing the doctor now." He read out the first name on the appointment form, "Teacher Yan."

Fang Juexia nodded, that's why when they clicked on the display screen of that door just now, the prompt sound would say that your consultation time is not over yet, please do not leave.

"Understood." Xia Xiqing laughed, "So, the rest of the players should be on this list." He read out one by one, "Teacher Yan, early, Xiaoxi, Zoe. In other words, there are a total of players this time. There are five. One psychiatrist and four patients. Teacher Yan and the psychiatrist are trapped in the consultation room together, and the remaining three are separated in different waiting rooms."

"It should be so." Fang Juexia stood up.

Pei Tingsong leaned his head back on the sofa, "But we're stuck here now, even if we figure out these things, it's useless. Let's think about how to get out first."

"How about that, Xiao Pei will take a rest on the sofa first." Xia Xiqing blinked at Fang Juexia, "Xiao Zhengjing and I will find out how to unlock it first?"

Pei Tingsong sat up straight again, like a puppy with bristling fur, "That's no good, what if you go out and lock me in?"

Xia Xiqing smiled, "How could we do such a thing?"

"Come on, Brother Xi Qing." Pei Tingsong twitched the corners of his lips, "You guys did this in the first season, and you did it to our senior brother."

Fang Juexia didn't care about the two people's quarreling, and he was thinking about what Xia Xiqing said just now about going out, talking to himself in a low voice, every time he thought seriously, he would be like this, "There is no lock on that door, and it was also reminded just now Said, my consultation time is not over, I can't go out..."

Wait a moment.

The time for seeing a doctor is not over, and the people waiting for a doctor are waiting next door.

He suddenly thought of something, and was about to stand up, but his legs were numb from squatting, and suddenly his legs were a little weak, and he couldn't help leaning towards the sofa, almost falling on Pei Tingsong.Pei Tingsong hurriedly helped him, dragged him to sit next to him, and said unforgivingly, "You are too easy to lose your legs."

Xia Xiqing laughed out loud, and unexpectedly followed Pei Tingsong's words, "Yeah, my legs went weak before I did anything."

Pei Tingsong changed the subject, "By the way, what did you want to say when you stood up suddenly just now?"

Fang Juexia didn't notice anything wrong, his whole body was so tormented by leg numbness that he couldn't think.On the contrary, Pei Tingsong let go of Fang Juexia's hand all of a sudden, and moved to the other side.

Fang Juexia rubbed his legs, turned sideways and asked, "Brother Xiqing, you said that your secret room is relatively simple. Could it be the scriptwriter's intention?"

Xia Xiqing narrowed his eyes, thought for a few seconds, and suddenly got what Fang Juexia meant, "You want to say, give me a simple secret room, and hope that I can enter your room sooner."

Pei Tingsong also came to a sudden, "The general logic should be to assign the difficulty level of the secret room according to the player's ability. Give a simple secret room to a high-level player like you, and trap us two novices, just to ensure that you Surely you can come in, into this consultation room, before we leave."

Having said that, the three of them stood up at the same time, and Pei Tingsong subconsciously helped Fang Juexia.Fang Juexia raised her head and whispered, "My legs are not weak anymore." Then he walked faster than anyone else.

It won't be soft so soon, it's terrible.

I see that you feel that Xia Xia is the hardest under the sun, and your legs are hard and your heart is hard.

Pei Tingsong rolled his eyes behind him, but still followed Fang Juexia.Passing through the door connecting the two secret rooms, they came to the consulting room of the former psychiatrist, and stood in front of the black door.

"I hope we're right." Fang Juexia clicked on the dark display screen, and there was no sign of Greek letters on it, nor did the prompt sound that the consultation time was not over yet again.

But in the same way, there were no new Greek letters or puzzles as the three of them had imagined.

Just when Fang Juexia was puzzled, a new notification sound appeared.

"Hello, your consultation time is over, please follow the instructions to find the correct exit and leave the consultation room."

Sure enough, it's not that simple.

Only Pei Tingsong subconsciously grasped the words, "Speak correctly..."

Suddenly, the stereo in the room made a sound, which was the announcement of the narration.

"Please note that two players have already left the initialization room and came to the public area."

This kind of announcement will undoubtedly increase the psychological burden of other players.However, Fang Juexia didn't feel much about it. Anyway, generally speaking, the most difficult thing is to restore the public area and the plot.

Xia Xiqing teased, "This room is really difficult, and the levels are too trivial. You guys are out of luck. You are almost catching up with my copy of hell in the second phase of the first season."

Fang Juexia knew in his heart that this room was a psychiatrist's consulting room, and it was natural that it was difficult.As idols, many of their variety shows are decorated with fringes. Now it seems that the escape program group really likes to do the opposite. Giving them two initializations is a difficult copy. After solving it, the audience feels Reverse, if you can't solve it, Xia Xiqing will come in to help.

Thinking of this, he saw Xia Xiqing's eyes attracted by the painting by the door.

"According to past experience, there are problems with the paintings." Xia Xiqing tried to remove the paintings on the wall, but found that they were firmly fixed. "The props team really worked hard."

Fang Juexia didn't pay much attention to the content of the painting. Instead, Pei Tingsong said, "I just wanted to say that the painting technique of this painting is a bit special. There is no outline of anything, and everything is made of grids." He told Xia Xiqing Ask, "Brother Xi Qing, I have to trouble you to popularize science."

Xia Xiqing laughed, "You are still the first person on this show to ask me to popularize science paintings."

Pei Tingsong shrugged, "Philosophy and literature also have the same origin."

"I'm pretty good at it." Xia Xiqing looked at the painting, "This is actually a world-famous painting, Piet Mondrian's "Composition of Red, Blue and Yellow", the whole painting is a grid. That's right. What you just said The outline of things is classical, that is, nature is the source of inspiration. Painters know that nature is beautiful, so they paint nature and draw figures to show beauty. Mondrian’s lattice painting is another innovation, abstraction Pai, he tried to explore whether beauty still exists after throwing away all external forms."

Fang Juexia looked at the painting in front of him, countless black horizontal and vertical lines formed large and small squares, and the squares were filled with colors.I don't know if it's because he was born with a preference for precision and clarity. Such rigorous and artistic grid paintings are indeed beautiful in his eyes.

Pei Tingsong nodded, "That is to say, his grid actually deconstructed the world, taking horizontal and vertical lines as the essence of the world."

"It can be understood in this way." Xia Xiqing was a little surprised. He didn't expect this 20-year-old boy to have such a high understanding of art. "This is an artistic pursuit of the origin of the world."

Strange to say, this passage touched both Fang Juexia and Pei Tingsong.In the secular concept, philosophy and mathematics are both disciplines that explore the origin of the world. Although they often cannot intersect, at this moment, the purpose of this search is actually intersected in the form of art, which is really interesting.

"It's pretty good at choosing paintings. This painting is Mondrian's creation of seeking inner stability, and it also fits the setting of the psychiatrist's consultation room decoration."

Fang Juexia couldn't help but said, "Although I don't study painting, seeing this reminds me of Pythagoras."

Xia Xiqing laughed, "Really, maybe it's all geometric monsters, but Pythagoras might prefer triangles. If you draw a diagonal line diagonally, it's more like..." He stretched out his finger while talking Draw a diagonal line on the painting, but suddenly found something, "Huh?"

He put two palms on it and touched the whole painting.

Pei Tingsong asked, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

Xia Xiqing didn't look back, but just asked them, "Is the fifth Greek letter Ε?"

Fang Juexia nodded, "That's right."

"The last clue is hidden in this grid painting." Xia Xiqing grabbed Fang Juexia's hand and put it on the painting, "Touch it, some of the horizontal and vertical lines on the painting are raised, and the raised part is in the shape of Ε .”

Sure enough.

"Really, it's so hard to find." Fang Juexia showed surprise in his eyes, and turned to look at Pei Tingsong, but the other party's expression was unexpectedly not so good-looking.

what happened?

Xia Xiqing tried to push the raised line with his fingers, but he twisted the line in the shape of a Greek letter.

Suddenly, the display on the door to their right turned on again, and a lowercase ε appeared on it. At the same time, the painting in front of them suddenly moved!

Xia Xiqing and Fang Juexia let go of their hands and took a step back.He watched the painting split from the middle, as if it was cut in half horizontally, one moved up and the other moved down, running in different directions.The sliding didn't stop until the upper piece was over the height of the right door and the lower half touched the ground.

"There are sliding rails hidden in this wall." Pei Tingsong found it unbelievable, even though he had seen the power of the props group before.

There are guide rails hidden under the wallpaper, and the width of the distance is exactly the same as the width of the painting. It seems that they are waiting for them to find the problem in this painting and activate the corresponding mechanism.

The sliding picture frame and guide rails scratched the blue wallpaper, and the torn wallpaper swayed and fell apart, revealing the white part inside. I thought it was the wall, but when Xia Xiqing tore the paper covered in the slide rails, wallpaper, a brand new white door unfolded in front of their eyes.

And where the painting was hung just now, there is actually a display screen that is the same as the one on the right door.

Who would have believed that there are actually two doors in this secret room!

Pei Tingsong understood, "So this is what I just said correctly."

Both displays light up at the same time and a new tone sounds, "Hi patient, your appointment time is over and you can leave now."

The AI ​​lock of the white gate issued an electronic voice, "We are the AI ​​locks of these two gates. Under the special program setting, what one of us says will always be true, and the other will always be false."

The black door continued, "If you are asked to make a choice directly, the success rate is only 50%, so you have the right to ask one question, and there is only one, and we can only answer yes or no. Please think carefully. Once you choose Error, we will lock the door and try again in an hour."

For the two gates, only one question can be asked, and one can only be answered yes or no with a permanent real lock and a permanent false lock.

This is a logic problem.

Fang Juexia tried to simplify and formalize the question, and deduce it quickly in his mind, but he was a step too late.

"I come?"

"So fast?" Xia Xiqing glanced at him, "If you make a mistake, you will have to wait for an hour."

Hearing Pei Tingsong's voice, Fang Juexia turned to look at him. Seeing his confident face, he must have the answer. Also, Pei Tingsong has really studied systematic logic.

Fang Juexia nodded, choosing to believe him.

He saw Pei Tingsong put his arms around his chest, ready to speak, and wanted to listen to his question carefully, but unexpectedly, this guy asked him, "Brother, which door do you like? White or black?"

Fang Juexia was taken aback by the sudden question.He didn't know whether he was short-circuited because of this brother, or because of his inexplicable problem.

"Hmm..." Fang Juexia pointed casually, "It's white, it's a new door."

Xia Xiqing's eyes flicked back and forth between the two of them, with a particularly interesting expression on his face.Sure enough, he prefers to observe people's hearts than this kind of twists and turns and cold logic problems.

"Okay." Pei Tingsong stood in front of the white gate and asked this precious question.

"Excuse me, will another AI say that this door is a real exit?"

The author has something to say: I have put this painting of Mondrian on the wb, and you can go and see it if you want to see it.The last question was born out of a very classic logic question - the gates of heaven and hell. I am sure many readers have seen other forms of this question.In fact, there are many versions of this last question, and I believe there will be other answers in the comment area.

I’m afraid that some readers may think it’s a bit convoluted, so I’ll talk about Xiao Pei’s thinking on this question, don’t read it if you want to think for yourself.

He picked the white door that brother (lao) brother (po) pointed out to him, and asked the other AI if he would say that this door was a real exit.Simply put, let the AIs answer each other's answers.

Suppose, this white door is indeed real.

The real AI will say: No (because the other AI is also a fake AI, he will lie and deny that the white gate is the real exit)

The fake ai will say: no (because the real ai will actually say yes, but the fake ai will lie)

Suppose, this white door is a false exit.

The real AI will answer: Yes (because the fake AI will lie, he will say that this door is the real exit)

The fake ai will answer: yes (because the real ai says no, but the fake ai will lie when it spreads the word)

In other words, when Xiao Pei asked this question, if the answers of both AIs were negative, the door must be a real exit, otherwise it would be a false exit.