[Comprehensive] IQ knocks on the door

A moment: "Your room is still on the left of the living room."

Augustine nodded indifferently, he glanced at Mrs. Jones' expressionless face, shrugged and planned to go back to rest.

At this moment Jones said: "You haven't eaten, I'll ask the maid to bring you some later." His words were declarative sentences, and he didn't give Augustine a chance to refuse.

Augustine didn't want to refuse either, he was indeed starving to death, and even if Jones didn't ask, he would go to the kitchen to find something to eat later, just like he used to do when he was a child.He nodded casually and didn't stop walking back to the room.

However, he didn't go far when the door was pushed open again. As expected, Augustine heard the annoying voice.

"Look who I saw? Austin, doesn't it feel good to be out of jail?"

Augustine turned blankly to look at his second brother, Abel Jones.

Abel and he see little changed from a year ago, still letting things go.His face was pale and his steps were sloppy. Although he was handsome, he made people feel dejected.One can tell at a glance that he is a dude who has a very 'full' nightlife.

The prodigal son of the Jones family.

The corners of Augustine's mouth slowly curled up, and he whispered, "Abel, I've been away for too long and you seem to have forgotten what I'm capable of. I can tell where you've been and what you've done today with just one glance. Are you sure you want to provoke me?"

Abel flinched as if thinking of something, he pretended to be calm and said, "I'm not afraid of you! But today I'm tired, so I'll let you go first. Be careful, it's enough for you to stay here for one night Great gift, don't think about things that you can't get!"

Augustine's face remained unchanged: "'Don't provoke an enemy you can't beat', the person who gave you this sentence is still standing here. Abel, I have to say that you have a very short memory."

"Enough." Mrs. Jones said coldly: "Shut up Augustine, it's you who should remember this sentence."

Augustine lowered his eyelids to hide the disdain in his eyes, and he said with a low smile, "Yes, ma'am."

Jones said, "Augustine, you go back to your room."

Augustine shrugged and turned to leave.He hadn't gone far when his oversensitive ears heard Jones scolding his wife: "Sherry, I told you, didn't you forget?"

"Do I remember watching him humiliate my son? Leo, I'm not like you, I value my family and you're just a jerk who only cares about yourself!"

The corners of Augustine's mouth curled up slightly, he knew that Jones chose to attack his wife when he was not far away, and a large part of it was to show him off, just like the dinner just now.

Augustine was not in the mood to cooperate with his drama, so he went into his room and kept the Joneses' quarrel out.

Leaning against the door, Augustine silently surveyed the room.

The room was just what Augustine wanted.

To be precise, it was his current intentions, this room definitely could not satisfy the fantasy of a six or seven-year-old child.And the age of seven was exactly when he left the house.

So this room should be arranged by Jones deliberately according to his residence recently.

Augustine pushed open the window, and the room was facing the wall behind the house.The design of this house is that the front of the house is a small fountain square used to support the facade, and on both sides of the house, there is a garden where Mrs. Jones carefully cares for afternoon tea, and the other side is a small gymnasium with an openable roof.And when the window of Augustine’s room is opened, only the ivy and small shrubs used for decoration on the back wall of the house can be seen. Compared with the luxury of other places in the house, this place is like a forgotten corner.Of course, only the window on the first floor is like this.Rooms above the second floor will see the bustling night view unique to Las Vegas from the windows.

A wall shuts his eyes. Augustine had no doubt that this was deliberately ordered by Mrs. Jones.

Augustine suddenly leaned on the window sill with one hand and rolled over.He walked to the wall covered with ivy and looked up. The room on the second floor was lit, and the curtains were drawn to see the expensive furniture and beautiful murals in the room.That's where Jones lived before remarrying his current wife.

The second floor is the core of the Jones family, where members of the Jones family or distinguished guests should live.But when his mother left him with a large sum of money and left, there was no place for him in that core.

When he first moved into the room on the first floor, little Augustine would always step on a chair and climb over the wall to see where he used to live, until there was no place for him in this house.

But today, at the same place, when the grown-up Augustine looked up again, the original longing had long since disappeared.

Augustine had expected him to be in a bad mood when he got back.However, when he actually met these old friends, his heart was unexpectedly calm.

Augustine felt as if she had really let go.

Augustine was looking at the room in a daze, when the window of the room on the second floor opened suddenly, and a pretty woman poked her head out.She smiled slightly and said to Augustine: "Austin, are you back?"

That was his sister, Beryl Jones. The child that Augustine thinks most resembles his father.

Augustine raised a smirk: "I was invited by Mr. Jones to stay here for a few days. I haven't seen Beryl for a long time."

Beryl said: "Yeah, long time no see. What are you doing here? You must be tired to come back so late, why don't you go to bed early?" With the backlight, Beryl's expression can't be seen clearly. Very gentle and caring.

Augustine spread her hands casually: "I was just looking around. Now I'm going back to sleep."

At this time, there was a knock on the door in Augustine's room, and he waved his hand apologetically: "I think the dinner ordered by Mr. Jones is ready, I'm going to have dinner first, and talk about Beryl."

After Augustine said this, Beryl's hand on the window sill visibly stiffened, and she paused before speaking friendlyly: "Hurry up and have dinner. Don't starve yourself. Let's talk."

"En." Augustine twitched the corners of her mouth, put her hands on the window sill, and turned back into the room.

Augustine opened the door to her room for dinner.But the one facing him was a handsome face deliberately stern.

He suddenly felt helpless.Are you some kind of rare animal?Why did a group of people surnamed Jones appear in front of him in different ways within half an hour after he came back?

It was no surprise that it was his eldest brother, Cash Jones.

He slightly supported the gold-rimmed glasses Fujia put on his eyes and said, "Can I go in?"

Augustine poked her probe out, but she didn't hear any other voices. It was obvious that the quarrel between the Joneses had come to an end.

Augustine glanced at Cash, propping the door of the house with one hand: "No, I'm tired. I need to rest."

A cold light flashed in Cash's eyes, and he said, "The day after tomorrow is my father's birthday. I know he wants to announce on that day that he will settle his feud with you. I just want to remind you not to screw things up on purpose. The consequences are not something you can bear."

Augustine closed his eyes slightly, and sighed in a low voice: "I see, you don't need to remind me one by one. Since I came back with Mr. Jones, I know what to do and what not to do. After all, messing up is right for me No good, is it? I'm still waiting for Mr. Jones to accept his property after he's dead."

Cash hid his eyes behind the glasses with a bit of ruthlessness, he said in a deep voice, "Your name will not be on the father's will, and mother will not let him do that."

"Oh. Can Mrs. Jones control him? My interests come first, and I'm not a person who likes to suffer." Augustine said meaningfully.

Cash froze, obviously remembering Jones' character, he said uncertainly, "What agreement did you reach?"

Augustine tilted her head and waved: "Here, here."

Cash was slightly startled, turned around suddenly, and saw a maid walking towards here with a plate.

Augustine said comfortably: "It's finally here, I'm starving to death!"

The maid held the plate and said respectfully, "Excuse me, Mr. Jones, where would you like to eat?"

Augustine stepped aside to open the door: "Come in and put it on the table, just come and collect the dishes later."

"Okay." The maid walked slowly into the room.

Augustine smelled the aroma all over his nose, and his gluttons were all aroused.He was already hungry after a busy day.So now everything that disturbs his eating is a class enemy!

Watching the maid exit his room, Augustine said to Cash who was still stuck at the door: "Is there anything else you can do? I'm very hungry now, can I talk to you tomorrow if I have something to do?"

Cash's complexion was a little ugly.He gave Augustine a warning look, then turned away abruptly.

Augustine shrugged and closed the door nonchalantly.He walked to the dining table and opened the plate, and there was a plate of curry rice inside.

Augustine was a little dumbfounded.He understood that Jones should have ordered the kitchen to make some Chinese food for him. After all, Augustine's maternal grandfather was Chinese, and his mother also grew up influenced by Chinese culture. Influenced by his mother, Augustine also ate a lot of Chinese food when she was a child. Jones may be trying to use Chinese food to bring their relationship closer.

But after Mrs. Jones returned, she didn't want to see anyone or anything related to Augustine's mother, so she sent away the cooks who were cooking Chinese food.Now their chefs can cook all kinds of food, but absolutely none of them can cook Chinese food.

Those chefs obviously served the curry rice as a Chinese rice bowl, and they had no idea how embarrassing Augustine would feel when she saw this bowl of rice.

Augustine thought about it and sighed: "Forget it, don't be picky, just eat what you have now." Thinking about it, he took a sip of the accompanying soup first, and began to eat when his hungry stomach regained some consciousness.

While eating, Augustine suddenly remembered the note that Lee stuffed in his pocket before. In order to prevent himself from forgetting things again, Augustine reached into his pocket with a rice spoon in his mouth, took out a note, and unfolded it.

The author has something to say: I will ask for a day off tomorrow when I am full of class scum [Please...

In addition, I still ask for a message, a comment, and a favorite QAQ [Slag decided to make this sentence into a fixed format 23333

Open V this Thursday, I beg my friends not to abandon the text QAQ

In fact, there are many ways to earn Jinjiang coins, such as audits, questionnaires and the like.If you find it troublesome to leave a long comment for the scumbag author, there will be a lot of points! [Wait, this seems to be more troublesome...

In the end, I finally remembered what I was talking about. After so long, I forgot to mention which American dramas this article will involve...

Criminal Minds

Followed by The Big Bang Theory and Sherlock...

Then a little mention of scorpio, broke sisters and lietome

I haven't thought about other scum o(╯□╰)o

Who the fuck can tell me what happened to my copy! ! !The slag really just added an entry v announcement! Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

But it seems that this typesetting looks a little better..._(:з」∠)_

☆、Augustine's puzzle 12

Augustine's Riddle 12

There is only one time written on the note.This is very in line with Lee's style, he is cautious and does not want to leave any clues.

Augustine made a little calculation, and the time was about a week and a half later. Although the location was not written, he could guess that it should be in the old place. Although the time Lee gave was not much, it was almost enough time for him to solve some troubles on his body for the time being.

Augustine chewed his meal and took out his mobile phone to write down the time in order to prevent himself from forgetting inadvertently.It's a pity that the phone turned off automatically and couldn't be turned on at all.

Augustine had no choice but to put the phone and the note back in his pocket.

At this moment, he touched a note. Augustine took out the note casually, and it turned out to be the small note filled with phone calls in his diary.He was afraid that Reid would not listen to his advice and stay up all night solving puzzles, so he brought it out.

Now tonight will not be boring. Augustine thought.Although he restricted Reid from staying up late, he didn't say he wouldn't stay up late.If the riddle is not solved, he will not sleep well.

And he also thought about seeing the surprised and admiring expression on Reid's face after solving the puzzle.

Augustine finished his dinner quickly, threw the plate out the door, pasted a do-not-disturb note on the door, and returned to the house.He laid the note flat on the table, stared at the note, and let his mind go blank.

Augustine has always been cautious in doing things, since he would choose to leave some clues for himself, it shows that he guessed the situation he might face now.So there must be a solution to the puzzle on this note.

If his guess is right.The real message is still recorded in that diary.The note is nothing more than a means of reading the code.

Augustine focused her attention on the note.His face gradually calmed down.He gave up the idea of ​​finding patterns between numbers, because Reid has done a good job of this, even Augustine himself can't do better.Since Reid can't solve the code yet, Augustine doesn't need to do any more useless work.

Suddenly Augustine's attention was caught by the crease on the note.The creases are irregular and seem to be made by random people.But a closer look reveals that the grooves of the creases are all on the same side.It's as if someone folded it deliberately. Augustine's eyes lit up, and he suddenly understood what he was thinking at the time.

Augustine took out a blank piece of paper and wrote down the number on the note.Then divide it into many single or multiple numbers according to the crease, and separate them with commas.

After arranging these numbers separated by inconspicuous creases in a format, Augustine suddenly felt that the format seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Augustine had no choice but to put aside this subtle feeling and focus on how to decipher the code.

After each string of numbers is separated, it is basically divided into five groups of numbers.

Augustine looked at the numbers, without exception, the numbers at the beginning were relatively small, and the numbers that followed were almost all three-digit numbers.

Augustine pondered for a moment, then suddenly became annoyed.

Those numbers represent the page number and word count in the diary!

For example, the first string of phone numbers is 18554699468.After it is separated by creases, it represents the five numbers 18, 554, 699, 4, and 68.

The numbers represent the words on page 18, 554,699,4, 68, [-], and [-]!

Damn it, he brought the note out and forgot to bring the diary!

Augustine scratched her head in frustration, lay on the table looking at the note bitterly, and sighed.If he sneaks back now, will Spencer be scared to death...

It seems that the decryption work can only be left for tomorrow. Augustine thought helplessly.

The puzzle was solved, and the phone ran out of battery. Augustine had nothing to do, so she had to turn on the computer to search for news about herself.Sure enough, the news of 'Bone Digger' has become a hot topic these days.There was no intention of stopping at all.

The public opinion and public relations troupes on both sides have been dispatched one after another, and Augustine can vaguely see the shadow of the manipulator.

It must be Jones who made a fuss about the unjust case, and it must be Smith who keeps criticizing Augustine for severing his father-son relationship once he is imprisoned.They fought to the death for this campaign two or one years ago before Augustine went to jail.Jones was implicated by Augustine's affairs before, which gave Smith the upper hand. It's no wonder that he jumped the wall and severed the relationship with Augustine at that time.

But now it seems that his situation is not much better.It seems that the banquet the day after tomorrow will be another tough battle to fight.

And the overwhelming mutual strife on the Internet unknowingly promoted Augustine, the victim, to the altar.He even made it to the front page of entertainment news.They created a special post for him, put together his photos from a year ago and photos of several popular celebrities to launch a poll, and asked netizens to choose the most attractive man.

Augustine's votes were not lower than those of several popular movie stars and singers!He is only ranked second behind the last Oscar winner.

Seeing this result, Augustine couldn't laugh or cry.Although he looks good, the unretouched daily photos are not as good as those art photos that can be used as postcards carefully packaged by major companies.

Augustine looked sadly at the fans' fanatical comments below, and kept praying in her heart that God would let this turmoil pass quickly.

Augustine feebly turned off the computer and went to bed.He is now confused by those articles that deliberately describe him as a little pitiful, and he doesn't feel that he is pitiful.

In order to resolve his embarrassment, Augustine began to think of his password again.He hinted that the password of 'diary' was too simple. After the excitement calmed down, he couldn't help but wonder if there was any mystery in it?

Augustine rolled over and looked at this bedroom, which was similar to his, and wondered if he had missed something.

Just like that, Augustine fell asleep in a daze.He saw his own childhood in a trance.From the perspective of a bystander.He saw his mother with a blurred face leaning on the bed and holding him in her arms, telling stories in a low voice.

I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but he seemed to see a gentle smile on the corner of his mother's mouth.

Unable to restrain himself, Augustine walked forward slowly, lying on the bed and gently leaning against his mother.

His mother didn't notice him and continued to tell little Augustine a bedtime story.

Augustine listened to his mother's voice softly telling him the fables he wrote when he was a child. Today's theme is hiding trees in the forest.

At the end of the story, Augustine's mother concluded: "Aust, if you want to hide a leaf, the best way is to put him in a forest, you know?"

"Well, okay Mom, I want to hide my atomic model. Abel breaks my stuff every time he comes, and he's already broken a lot of things I like. Mom, I don't like him." Little Augustine pouted and complained: "I'm going to dismantle the atomic model and put it together with the marbles I don't like. That idiot Abel will never think of it!"

"Aust is so smart," his mother said softly.

Little Augustine suddenly asked curiously: "Mom, what if I forget where I hid it? What if I lose it?"

His mother was taken aback for a moment, and then touched his cheek with a smile on the corner of her mouth: "Aust is so smart, and my mother doesn't know what to do. So if you have something you like, Aust, you can hide him, but don't Don't forget it. Otherwise you won't find it again. It's the same with people."

There seemed to be some sadness on his mother's face, but little Augustine couldn't see it, but Augustine who was watching saw it clearly.He heard his mother say: "Aust, is this good? If you are afraid of forgetting something, write it down..."

Augustine didn't hear the latter words. The sudden knock on the door woke up Augustine, who was not sleeping very peacefully, and disturbed his rare dream.

It's already the next morning, Augustine opened her eyes in a sense of loss, and put one hand on her forehead, feeling a little dazed.

The annoying knocking on the door still didn't stop, one after another.With urging.

Augustine shouted irritably: "Got it, stop knocking!"

The knocking on the door didn't stop when the people outside the door heard it, on the contrary, it intensified even more.

With this move, Augustine knew who it was without thinking: "Abel, if you keep knocking, I'll put on earphones and listen to music, so you can knock enough by yourself, believe it or not!"

The knocking on the door stopped abruptly, and was replaced by Abel's voice: "Bastard, come out quickly! Father has something to ask for you!"

Augustine frowned reflexively, and he glanced at the clock, it was just after seven o'clock. There was absolutely no way Jones would be looking for him at this time.Apparently this was another Abel's dirty little trick.He had no doubt that Abel's fist would greet him when he opened the door.

Augustine yawned, ignoring the urging outside the door.

He didn't change his clothes at all when he went to bed last night, and Augustine casually brushed his messy hair that had just woken up.He took out a wet tissue from his pocket and 'washed his face'.He came in a hurry yesterday without any toiletries.He also didn't want to use what Jones had prepared for him.

Abel outside the door seemed a little irritable because of Augustine's dawdling: "Augustine, I ordered you to come out quickly, do you hear me?"

Augustine responded indifferently, he didn't bother to pay attention to that idiot. Augustine rolled over directly from the window and swaggered out the back door.

It's the second day and it's time to go back to Spencer. Augustine thought without feeling guilty, after all, they had an appointment, didn't they?

The author has something to say: Guess what Xiao Ao's mother said to him in the end.

Thank you Yu Nuo for the mine ^ω^

☆、Augustine's riddle (End) + Mother (1)

Augustine's Puzzle (End) + Mother (1) (Enter v Three Changes Three in One)

As soon as Augustine opened the door, Reid came out to greet him with an excited face.

Augustine smiled at first, but when he saw the tiredness on Reid's face, Augustine was a little angry: "Spencer, what's the matter with you? Did you stay up late last night?"

Reid looked a little embarrassed, he waved his hand and explained: "Augustine, don't be angry. Let me tell you that I have solved the puzzle on that note!"

Augustine looked at Reid's happy face and couldn't help but want to show off his expression. He swallowed the words "I also solved the puzzle" that came to his lips, and asked instead: "Really? Spencer, are you really happy?" Awesome. Tell me quickly how you solved it!"

Reid was not suspicious, but took out a piece of paper and explained the password on Augustine's note according to the creases.Then he took out another note full of words a little apologetically: "I'm sorry, Augustine. I read your diary without your permission."

Augustine said indifferently: "It doesn't matter, anyway, is there anything shady written in it?" Suddenly, Augustine changed the subject: "Speaking of which, Spencer, I obviously took the note away, how did you crack the password?"

Reid didn't notice the subtle tone of Augustine, and he explained naturally: "I can read 1 words a minute, and I can easily memorize the typography as long as I want."

Augustine's voice suddenly became very soft: "So it means that my act of deliberately taking this note away in order to let you have a good sleep is completely useless?"

Reid finally noticed something was wrong, he hurriedly shook his head and explained: "No, Augustine. At least I took a lot of trouble to recall the seat of the crease!"

"Heh, so what I want to do to make you easy has actually increased the burden on you to complete the task. Do you want to tell me that?" Augustine asked with a half-smile.

Reid wanted to explain in a panic, but his usual eloquent thinking suddenly seemed to be blocked by mud and sand, and he couldn't even utter a word to defend himself.

Augustine looked at Reid's flustered expression and suddenly sighed: "Spencer, I don't need to say that you know how much damage staying up late will do to your body. Can't you take good care of your own body?"

Reid looked at him apologetically: "Sorry Augustine."

Although Reid apologized, he did not promise to correct it. Augustine looked helplessly at the little doctor who humbly accepted and refused to change, and said, "You haven't eaten breakfast yet. I'll make you some."

When Reid heard this, his whole body froze instantly.

Augustine found it funny when he saw it, and he raised his hand to show Reid the toast, milk and butter he had just bought along the way: "I can still make such a simple breakfast. Yesterday was just a mistake!"

Reid didn't want to comment on the word 'mistake', but the way he breathed a sigh of relief gave away what was on his mind. Augustine gave Reid a rather speechless look, then turned and went into the kitchen.

Watching Augustine want to heat the milk, Reid couldn't help reminding: "Milk is not easy to overheat, otherwise the vitamins in milk will be destroyed by oxygen. Milk is rich in amino acids. At high temperature, the amino acids in milk Form fructosyl amino acids with sugar, this substance will not be digested and absorbed by the human body, but will affect human health. The colloidal protein particles in milk will dehydrate into a gel at 60 ° C. Phosphates in milk are dehydrated at this temperature. The acid turns to neutral and precipitates..."

"Yes, yes, I know, Spencer." Augustine poured the milk into the pot and turned on the gas: "Spencer, it's just that I'm not very good at cooking, and it's not that I don't understand theoretical common sense, ok?"

Then he turned to look at Reid: "No more than 2 minutes, right?"

Reid swallowed half of the science knowledge that was on his lips, and went to the kitchen to get some dishes.

He unwrapped the packaged bread with his hands, and reached for the knife on the knife holder to spread butter on the toast. Reid tried to please Augustine, who seemed a little annoyed, and slowly traced a simple smiley face on the butter with the tip of a knife.

When Reid plated the two toasts, the milk was warmed up.He heard Augustine calling from the kitchen, "Spencer, come in and get the milk out, I'll fry an egg."

Suddenly an alarm sounded in Reid's heart. He quickly walked into the kitchen, took the frying pan without rejection and stuffed two cups of milk into his hands, and said softly, "Augustine, thank you for taking me in last night. I'll fry it."

Augustine was a little dazed: "Is there any necessary connection between the two?"

No. Reid answered silently in his heart.Then nodded very positively: "There is a connection. So you go out."

Augustine figured out the middle joint. He thought it was a little funny, but he didn't refuse Reid's kindness. He blinked: "Then I'm going to wash up first. I came back too fast today, and I haven't taken care of myself yet."

"Okay, go quickly, it's time to eat later." Reid quickly pushed him out of the high-risk area of ​​the kitchen.

Augustine shook her head amusedly and walked to the bathroom.To be honest, he really felt that his cooking skills were not bad, otherwise how could he come back alone after so many years.Last time was really just an accident.

But it's also good to try Spencer's craft. Augustine grinned into the bathroom.

When he came out, Reid had already set up breakfast, and he greeted Augustine: "Come and eat, the milk is almost cold."

Seeing the toast with a smiling face on it, Augustine couldn't help but smile.Looking at the half-boiled eggs, he poked the yolk with a fork in a mischievous manner, and the egg yolks that were not completely solidified rushed out. Seeing that Augustine moved his index finger, he gave Reid a big thumbs up. Thumb, sit down and can't wait to eat.

Being praised, Reid pursed his lips and smiled, and slowly started to eat breakfast.

Compared to Augustine's quick movements while eating, Reid's eating looks much quieter.Like a squirrel holding a nut.

Augustine drank the last sip of milk, let out a long breath of satisfaction, and said with a smile: "Spencer, you are really omnipotent."

Reid pursed his lips and smiled, "I only make the simplest breakfast."

"That's amazing." Augustine spared no effort in her praise: "It's much better than me."

Reid smiled so that the dimples on his mouth deepened: "Thank you."

Augustine watched Reid finish his breakfast, and moved his neck and muscles: "Breakfast is over, Spencer. Let's start solving puzzles."

Without further ado, Reid opened the paper on the desktop that recorded the words in the diary that he sorted out last night: "To be honest, these words are many and complicated, and there is no regularity. I really don't know what is written on it. What."

The letters that are decoded from the first string of numbers are everything, something, and an I. Augustine was slightly taken aback, and he glanced at the whole paper, which was densely covered with long or short words.Among them, the letter 'I' that symbolizes 'I' appears the most.

"My brain has everything you want it to be," said Augustine deadpan.

Reid, who was distressed at the side, was suddenly startled: "What?"

Augustine pointed to the words translated from the first string of numbers and said, "Spencer, don't put this