[Comprehensive] Clown training game

One of the three major illusions in life: Does he like me?

That's right, if you ask Bateman, he will probably laugh at Mr. J.I'm a straight guy too, okay?You see, all the girls I go to hook up on the street are women standing on the street. Do you think I have hooked up with men?

Moreover, Bateman is somewhat narcissistic. He believes that no man or woman in the world is worthy of him.What is it that you have a crush on Mr. J, and even chase him desperately?It doesn't exist, what a face you have, you think too much, you know?

Come, come, let's go to the bathroom and look in the mirror together to see our two faces and temperament, who might be chasing whom?

Therefore, Bateman was naturally choked by what Mr. J said. He was silent for three seconds, tried to put on the ceremonial Wall Street elite smirk, and asked "gentlely" (ignoring the way he gritted his teeth) : "Why do you think I'm chasing you?"

Mr. J coughed awkwardly, didn't he?

"You invited me to your party."

"That's because I want to lead you to develop contacts. I thought every stockbroker knew it."

"You have an assistant, but you have to go to the pantry to drink brewed coffee."

"That's because I like to be involved with my colleagues and not be so cold and alienated."

"Ugh, you're only digging into co-workers when I'm in the pantry."

"Well... I said it was a coincidence, do you believe it?"

"Hehe, you still come to the multiverse with me to play the secret room experience."

"Comeon, that's an internal experience voucher for the multiverse. Although someone gave me a voucher, I wasn't interested in it before..." After that, Bateman began to be more and more unsure of what he meant.

Wait, did he really change his sexuality?

Anyway, he even killed so many people. From the perspective of abnormality, even if he suddenly found himself bent... What a fart!What a joke, from the very beginning, his purpose was only one, and that was to find the same kind.

Mr. J is a kind of lunatic who understands him, he can smell it.

Bateman said dryly: "Anyway, you misunderstood. I just hit it off with you and wanted to make friends. If you don't think so, okay, I'll stay away from you."

"No, no, that's not what I meant. Oh, my God, I'm not in a good state recently, don't take it for granted." Mr. J rubbed his face, trying to turn the matter over, probably because he moved too much. Carefully swept the family photo on the table to the ground.

"Crack." The glass protective layer of the family portrait photo was completely broken, and the crystal shards were scattered all over the place. It seemed that there was no way to restore it.

Mr. J: ...

Bateman: ...

So what, will Nygma trouble them?Not at all, it's just a photo frame, just pay him back when the time comes.

However, Mr. J's attention was quickly diverted. He saw a line of small print behind the photo, which seemed to be the logo of a certain website. He picked it up and looked at it carefully, and asked: "I always feel Where have you heard of this website?"

"Online ptu.com, you can use it after you apply for a membership. If you apply for an annual membership, the quality of the pictures and videos synthesized online is better than that of your own software." Bateman glanced at it casually and said casually.

Mr. J thinks he should not ask, why is he so clear about this website?

"So, this photo was produced? Is it a problem with the preparation of Nigma's props?"

Bateman looked at the surrounding environment, and asked calmly: "Do you think he can make the whole scene so detailed, would he make a mistake on this kind of problem? Although I have only met him once, I also know that he is like this." Decryption maniacs are the most unacceptable puzzles with loopholes."

That's interesting, who would post all the family photos?Unless the relatives are not at the scene of the photo, this method can only be used to make up for the regret.

Or...the characters here aren't even real.

Either someone imagined they had a family, or someone used a photo of the family to deceive others. Mr. J vaguely remembered that certain secretive professionals would pretend to be safe houses in this way.

Wait, why would he know this?

Probably because they heard the sound of breaking things in the living room, the other three people also came back.Harry held a letter in his hand, saying that the couple found it in the cipher box in the master bedroom. Of course, how to find out the cipher was through their detailed exploration.

Lawton spread the letter paper on the table, and there were not many words written on it——

my dear friend:

Jimmy, if you need any help, please feel free to come to me.The past cannot be all past, you and I both know this, no matter what, please come to me.

your old friend

Although the information is vague, what is certain is that the owner of this room is Jimmy, a man's name, and it should be the man in the family photo.Also, Jimmy seems to be in some kind of trouble, and his friends are worried about him.

This is a very beautiful and thick letter paper, with bronzing patterns, it looks like something from a rich family.Bateman knew this with just a glance, he is a man who has to choose hundreds of times even for business card materials!

But Mr. J is more focused on another point.

The pattern on the edge of the paper is a delicate and complicated classical style. The overlapping golden lily branches and leaves are entwined, but it does not look cumbersome. After bronzing, it is more elegant and smooth, but in the center of the pattern is an English cursive character " W".

Mr. J stretched out his hand to touch the gold-plated letter, and felt his heart twitch slightly, but the next moment, he was at a loss as to why.

Ivy, on the other hand, came up with an even more jaw-dropping clue - Jimmy's mental case.

According to the female botanist, she picked it up from the trash can where her friends graffitied, and it was still covered with various paints and garbage.But when she slowly put the shredded papers back together, she was able to see a diagnosis of mental illness.

Of course, some of the key information was covered up by the paint, but it can still be inferred that this Mr. Jimmy seems to be suffering from severe hallucinations. The doctor advised him to stay in the hospital for observation and take medicine regularly.

This explains why Jimmy's good friend wrote to say these words, and also why Jimmy fabricated that he had a wife and daughter, and even arranged his room as a family of three. In this way, Mr. Jimmy decided to be sick. It's not light.

"Which room haven't you been to yet? Didn't you find the door to go out?" Ivy asked, curling her hair with her fingers.

"There are still two bathrooms, the huge built-in bathtub at the bottom."

"Wow." Harry whistled and blinked mischievously, "Whether he is mentally ill or not, at least Mr. Jimmy knows how to enjoy life. I have always told my dear that when we have money to buy a big house, Be sure to install an outdoor bath.”

Well, Harley is showing affection almost all the time, and Laughton is pampering her all the time.

Everyone went to the bathroom. As soon as they entered the door, there was a huge mirror. Who would install a full-length mirror on the opposite side of the door?Are you afraid of scaring yourself when you come to the bathroom at night?

Ivy twitched the corners of her mouth, but caught a glimpse of Bateman as if attracted by the mirror, and subconsciously ran over.At first, she thought the mirror had some clues, but soon she realized that this man... was just looking in the mirror.

That's right, he was fascinated by himself in the mirror, hehe, man.

It's about the relationship with the first secret room, and it's still based on the background story, so Nygma didn't design too many difficult puzzles.Everything should be done step by step.

So, they quickly found the door in the bath, yes, the fucking trap door in the floor.It's just that Nygma deliberately laid a layer of tile wallpaper on it, and if you didn't touch it carefully, you wouldn't even find that there was a door underneath!

The trap door was locked with a combination, in other words, they had missed a clue and had to find the combination.

"If you follow one clue in one room, you can find nothing in the bathroom with a mirror outside." Lawton, who had been silent all the time, said, and everyone looked at Bateman subconsciously. After all, he was the one who spent the longest time in front of the mirror. .

The problem is that if you look in the mirror a hundred times, you still can't find anything except yourself in it.

Everyone wandered around in this small space, and the setting of Nigma's scene was really excellent, whether it was the pill behind the mirror (Harry tasted it very adventurously, and found that it was a sugar tablet, too, after all, Nigma It’s not that crazy), or there are common toiletries in the bathroom, they are all so close to reality.

until--

"What's this? It's next to the hair dryer. Ladies, help me see. Is this some kind of strange beauty and skin care product?" Mr. J is not sure. The pile of things that his family Lucy put in the bathroom, he is I dare not touch it at all.

After all, since there is a facial massager like a male [beep——] in this world, maybe there is also a skin care device like an ultraviolet searchlight?

Ivy and Halle double-checked to make sure this was beyond the girls' routine, too.

Lawton is a practical person, so he turned on the switch immediately, and the lavender light enveloped the small bathroom, and it inevitably shone on the mirror.

"Oh my God." Harry covered his mouth, and everyone stared at the horrifying picture on the mirror.

Not to mention the thick and colorful traces of blood, which were almost as messy as splashed ink on the entire mirror, with a sense of mess and madness.However, some space in the middle was vacated, and three large letters were written.

S.O.S

The most commonly used language for distress in the world can be translated as: Help me!

Bateman looked at the glowing instrument in Lawton's hand, which should be used by the police to search for blood.Nygma is a rigorous person, so real blood must be written on the mirror and then carefully wiped off bit by bit to create this terrifying atmosphere.

Real blood, he felt his throat dry and thirsty.

The faint fluorescent color in front of his eyes was like the viscous blood that he had seen splashing everywhere in countless nights.Oh yes, he knew how the blood cascades when you cut a limb with an axe, or even when you cut open the aorta.

It is by no means as leisurely and elegant as in the movie, but full of barbaric and primitive atmosphere.

He closed his eyes slightly and stopped looking at the handwriting on the mirror, for fear that he would be turned on the spot. This is not a good sign.

While several people hurriedly ran to the trap door to enter the password, he grabbed Mr. J.The latter looked at him suspiciously, and asked hesitantly: "You are not feeling well, and your complexion is not very good."

Bateman opened his eyes suddenly, different from the usual ease, his eyes were excited but completely out of control and crazy.He has been awakened, and the desire in his blood strongly demands that he do something, such as find someone to chop it up, or...

How about that old saying?Oh, by the way, desire to kill and sex are always interlinked.

That's why he always finishes his work every night before killing and dismembering.

And now he is looking at Mr. J with excitement, his hands clenched tighter and tighter like iron pliers, if it is not for the concern that this is not a secret room that is really isolated from the world, nor is it his territory, there are many people around.

I'm afraid he's ready to...