Weird Regulator

Lu Chen's breathing froze, and the situation in front of him made him feel extremely uneasy.

No one is occupying bed No. 4, but his head is placed there. What does this mean?

Who does the approaching footsteps come from, and what is their purpose?

In a mission where intelligence is the key, the biggest fear is the unknown.

Lu Chen's eyes were fixed on the head, and he tried his best to start the analysis regardless of his restless sitting posture.

“Since no one is occupying bed No. 4, there is absolutely no reason why this head looks the same as mine.

I turned off the lights as soon as I arrived and heard footsteps in the corridor. It didn't take long, and the timing was no coincidence.

In other words, the treatment of this head is likely to affect my life and death...

Lu Chen couldn't sit still. He could hear the footsteps outside the corridor. Every 5-10 seconds of walking, they would stop for 3 seconds, and then cycle again.

He guessed that the owner of the footsteps was someone like a bed checker.

Checking the bed means checking the rules. It is definitely not a reasonable way to deal with this person's head just there.

Lu Chen estimated that in about half a minute, the people in the corridor would come to his side.

At this moment, there was a sound of clothing rubbing against bed No. 3, which immediately caught his attention.

Hey, hide the head under your quilt!

A somewhat unfamiliar male voice came from there, a pale face poked out from the quilt, stretched its neck and gave a prompt prompt.

The sudden sound from bed No. 3 startled Lu Chen, and he immediately turned his head and stared at the source of the sound.

This sight made him stunned and relieved at the same time.

He knew this man, he was one of the store clerks, and he should be from Ai Chan from the 10th store.

I didn't expect that Ai Chan would have such a good psychological quality. After being in the same room for so long, he could pretend to be as flawless as an NPC.

Lu Chen was briefly happy when he heard this, but then he had to ask:

Why did you say that?

It would be some time before the bed checkers arrived, and Lu Chen had to find out the reason out of caution.

Ai Chan opened the quilt a little more, stretched out his neck and glanced at the glass on the door. After making sure that everything was fine, he whispered:

There is a carving on the wall of my bed - 'Collect your own things and hide the extra things.'

This should be one of the rules, a reminder written down by the previous bed owner!

Ai Chan is a lucky man.

He had conducted a silent search on his bed since he woke up, but found nothing unusual.

There was even a code reminder found on the wall next to the pillow, which was undoubtedly a major discovery.

Lu Chen immediately realized that the source of this news should be accurate. It must be the clue given in the mission, which means it is reliable.

He pricked up his ears and listened carefully to the sounds outside the corridor to determine how long it would take for the bed checkers to arrive.

But at this moment, there was a whisper from outside the corridor, the footsteps had stopped, and there was a knock on the door.

The knock on the door gradually expanded from a subtle one at first, and eventually even evolved into a violent slamming on the door.

No one spoke, but judging from the strange knocking on the door... or banging on the door, something unexpected must have happened.

Lu Chen's heart trembled, and he immediately realized that someone was violating the dormitory rules, and the dormitory inspectors were about to take action!

He didn't have time to care whether the violator was one of the store employees, and he had to eliminate his own threat as soon as possible.

Fortunately, there were accidents in other dormitories, which delayed the progress of the dormitory checks.

Lu Chen immediately ran from the upper bunk to bed No. 4 on his hands and knees, holding the head in his arms.

Just as he was about to turn around and escape to his bed, he accidentally saw a book on the desk below through the gap between the bed boards.

The book was located at the end of the bed. It was a textbook with a five-pointed star painted on the cover.

When he saw this pattern, Lu Chen's brain buzzed and he stayed in place as if he had been struck by lightning.

The five-pointed star... This was my habit when I was in school. I would leave a mark in my notebook, but why does it appear on bed No. 4?

Lu Chen suddenly turned his head and looked at bed No. 1, where he had been lying for a while. Realizing that something was wrong, he decisively turned over and got out of bed.

Ai Chan, who had been watching the situation here, was shocked when he saw this, and immediately said anxiously:

The commotion over there has stopped. It will be here in less than ten seconds. What are you going to do?

Lu Chen couldn't pay attention to him, stepped on the cold tile floor with his bare feet, and quickly checked the desk.

Sure enough, he was right. His own name was written on the second page of the book on the table.

Also, the way books are placed on the bookshelf is from large to small. This reverse arrangement is also a special habit he has developed since he was a child. It is definitely not a coincidence.

Lu Chen immediately realized the problem, and his hands and feet began to get cold unconsciously.

It turns out that our initial location does not necessarily correspond to the bed we belong to, it is probably wrong!

The head is a reminder that my bed is bed number 4 instead of bed number 1!

The footsteps of the bed checkers were getting closer and closer, and you could almost hear the sound of the soles of their shoes scraping the ground.

Lu Chen quickly threw the head to the bed board, hurriedly ran to the upper bunk, grabbed the quilt of bed No. 1, and pulled it over.

The mattress, quilt, and pillows had been deformed due to the brute force, but now it was too late to take care of them.

He could only put the quilt on top of himself and the head, and lay on the cold and hard bed.

Although if you look closely you will notice something is wrong, but from the outside it seems to be barely compliant.

Lu Chen lay on the bed with only half of his face exposed. He stopped breathing and half-squinted his eyes, waiting for the arrival of the bed checkers.

On the other side, Ai Chan was also ready, with his mouth slightly open and pretending to snore.

The footsteps outside were getting closer and closer, and their speed began to slow down, which meant that they were about to stop.

A dazzling white light seeped through the glass window above the door and was aimed at the interior of the dormitory.

Lu Chen closed his eyes suddenly, pretending to be asleep, his heart pounding.

“My disguise is not perfect, but after all, I am already in my own bed, so it shouldn’t be a big problem.

wrong!

A flash of lightning suddenly flashed across his brain, and a detail that he had ignored only came to mind at the critical moment.

This detail is not about himself, but corresponds to Ai Chan on bed No. 3.

its not right.

Ai Chan and I belong to the same dormitory.

The head and the book give the code reminder of ‘misplaced beds’, so the writing on Ai Chan’s wall is redundant!

How could a dormitory have as many as three clues for the same rule?

Ai Chan believes that this handwriting was left by the previous bed owner, but there is another possibility...

He was in the wrong bed!

Almost as soon as this idea came to fruition, the fragile door panel heard the fierce and violent knocking sound of the sleeping staff.