Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1060 Prison Situation (2)

Chapter 1060 Prison Situation (2)

...It's almost like watching a live-action movie.

Bohemia put her feet up on the desk, holding a bag of potato chips from her subordinate's office, and ate loudly with a "click"; Descartes lay on the armrest of her chair, leaning back with her Head ahead and watch a live broadcast of the "Final Exam" themed game.

After asking to communicate with Lin Sanjiu, the entire wall of the office disappeared, replaced by a brightly lit classroom.The "camera" of the picture is facing Lin Sanjiu; at this moment, she is sitting in front of a desk, staring at the test paper on the desk, with a sad face.Looking from her side, you can still see rows of male and female students in white shirts, all of them with their heads down and absorbed in concentration, with rustling pens in their hands.The only one who didn't know what he was doing was probably Lin Sanjiu.

She stared at her test paper with a bewildered expression.

"She never went to school?" Descartes asked.

"I don't know if she went to school or not. Anyway, she doesn't look very educated."

Lin Sanjiu obviously heard it—she frowned on the screen, and just about to look up, she was immediately stopped by a female voice in the distance: "No. 39! Don't look around, it is forbidden to look up during the exam!"

She bit her lip, lowered her head reluctantly, and stared at the test paper for a while, but still didn't drop a word.She didn't know what the test questions were about, but after a while, sweat gradually appeared on her forehead.

Bohemia couldn't see the content of her test paper, and she couldn't help even if she wanted to, not to mention she didn't want to help at all—looking around, she swallowed a mouthful of potato chips, and complained to Lin Sanjiu: "This room There are no weapons in the classroom, how can I open a ladle for you? Oh, by the way, take a look for me, is there a ceiling fan on the ceiling of the classroom?"

If the victim wants to find a way to be killed on his own initiative, it must be a lazy murderer like Bohemia.Seeing Lin Sanjiu's eyebrows twitch, she still didn't dare to raise her head after all, she couldn't help laughing, her voice was quite cheerful: "...Why do you have such an expression? Think about it, if you actively cooperate with me Let me tell you, should this act be considered suicide? Kill two birds with one stone, not to mention that you can control the situation yourself, and you won’t really die.”

Regardless of whether "cooperating with the ladle" is considered "suicide", Bohemia can achieve her goal first. As for Lin Sanjiu—even if this guy is out of the game, he still intends to make big strides towards The silly look in Truth's arms, she really didn't bother to care whether the other party could leave the game.

Lin Sanjiu lowered his head, not knowing whether he agreed to the proposal, so he could only bite the tip of his pen and ponder over the test paper.

In the "Final Exam" game, she is a student subject to high-pressure control, and her actions are strictly restricted, and she cannot go beyond the threshold.In the game of Bohemia, "no law prohibits it"; while "Final Exam" is just the opposite - its rules belong to the "white list" type.The things that Lin Sanjiu is allowed to do will be informed by the NPC in the game; outside this range, she can't do anything casually—even though she is just a student in the examination room, she actually seems to be worse than the prisoners in Bohemia. not free.

Bohemia waited for a while, but she didn't get a reply, so she became impatient: "How about this, if you agree, blink once, and if you disagree, blink twice quickly."

Lin Sanjiu bit her lip, hesitated for a few seconds, and blinked quickly.

"Very good! Is there a ceiling fan in the classroom? Yes, just blink."

She blinked again.

"Is it close to you? Blink once if you are close, and blink twice if you are far away—if you don't know...if you don't know, just stare for a while."

Lin Sanjiu opened his eyes vigorously and didn't dare to blink for a while.Bohemia chewed the potato chips slowly, not in a hurry, and after half a minute, she said to Lin Sanjiu, whose eyes were all red, "...Oh, what a pity."

What should she do to affect another game?I reached out and couldn't reach it.

As soon as I called the dungeon host, the square-faced voice immediately responded—Bohemia raised her voice and asked, "How can I move the things in that game?"

"You can't directly touch items in another game, but you can come to me and exchange for the right to affect the environment of another game."

"Exchange? What to exchange?"

"There are two principles of exchange: one is to benefit oneself at the expense of others; the other is to sacrifice oneself for the sake of others. Let me introduce the second method first—"

"No, just tell me the first one." Bohemia wiped the powder around her mouth and decided to do it quickly; she turned her head and showed a row of teeth to Lin Sanjiu in the picture : "...you want to cooperate with me to 'suicide', right?"

Lin Sanjiu nodded with lowered eyes, his expression seemed to be full of trust in her.

"When you successfully increase the difficulty of the other party's game, set up obstacles, or simply make the other party hopeless to complete the game, I will give you certain permissions depending on your achievements - with the corresponding permissions, you can request The NPC in the opponent's game can help, or take the opposite item back into your own game... How to play it is up to you. I call it 'trading'."

"How can I increase her difficulty?" Bohemia sat up abruptly, almost gearing up.

"Are you sure?"

"nonsense."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a "snap", and the picture containing Lin Sanjiu and the classroom disappeared - the white wall in the office with various certificates came back into view.

"Since it is to increase the difficulty, it is meaningless for me to hear it." The host of the instance explained, "Since the target game is the 'final exam', you must also obtain the right to trade in the form of answering questions."

"Just say what you want."

The host of the copy seemed to snap his fingers, and someone knocked on the door of the office suddenly. Amidst the loud knock on the door, the host of the copy calmly explained: "Go into your office next. Among the people, there is a serial killer who has never been discovered. During the brief interaction with you or others, he/she revealed doubts. Please answer according to the doubts, which person is the serial killer."

Bohemia swallowed. "Serial killer?"

The knocking was still going on, apparently as long as she didn't tell people to come in, it would go on.

"Yes. This is a small game between the big game and the big game, but I need to remind you that if you answer wrong in the small game, your onion will not be undressed-but, this The unidentified serial killer will officially stay in your game and move around you. For example, it used to be just a background NPC, but it’s hard to say what qualitative changes will happen in the mini-game.”

"Eh? Wait a minute, this..."

"You didn't let me finish the introduction just now, so you asked me to come up with the question quickly." The dungeon host sighed, "You must listen to the rules carefully in the future."

Bohemia slumped her shoulders—even knowing the punitive consequences, she couldn't help but play a small game.After much deliberation, it was all Lin Sanjiu's fault.

Her impressions of serial killers all come from film and television works—in fact, although she may kill more people herself, the concept of "serial killer" is always more chilling.

The knocking on the door was neither urgent nor slow, and continued.

Amidst the bang bang, Bohemia mustered up her courage and called out, "Please come in!"

"Miss Winters?" A woman she had never seen poked her head in, and said with a smile, "The results of the last inspection are out."

Bohemia has always longed for a refined and scholarly temperament, and this woman is simply the spokesperson of "Kochi": she is probably under forty, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, fair skin, and neatly combed chestnut hair; When she spoke, she uttered the words softly, clearly and standardly—you can tell at a glance that it is definitely not a serial killing——

Bohemia's eyes suddenly settled on the woman's white gown.

A splash of crimson liquid stained the side of her white gown.Although the area is not large, it can be seen by anyone at a glance that it is blood.

Descartes was so excited that he twisted his body desperately, and shouted: "It's too obvious! Blood appeared as soon as it came up. There is no silver 300 taels here. It can't be her! Oh, but if the person who wrote the question guessed that we would think so, If she deliberately goes the other way, then she may also be..."

The back and forth is bullshit!

Bohemia couldn't open her mouth to tell it to shut up, so she squeezed it hard with her consciousness, and then pretended to be calm and asked a word: "Oh?"

This is the way she came up with. If you want to keep your secrets secret, you have to talk less.

"The result is not very satisfactory," sighed the gold-rimmed glasses, "I thought that the DNA belonging to the victim would definitely be detected from the vomit of No. 1702...but unfortunately, there was nothing. No matter how he The handling of the only piece of the victim’s body would not have eaten her as the prosecutor thought. Now, his lawyer will have something to say when he appeals. After all, there are videos of cannibalism stored in the computer. really do."

Could there be DNA in the vomit?

Bohemia felt that the potato chips just now seemed to be crawling all the way up from her stomach. She took a quick breath, pointed at the man who was probably a doctor, and changed the subject: "Your clothes..."

"Ah," the female doctor looked down and was also taken aback: "It should have been injured in a fight in the morning, and it was accidentally infected when it was sent to my place."

It seems barely explainable.As the warden, Bohemia only needs to ask to know if anyone has been injured in a fight.

"By the way," the female doctor suddenly suppressed her smile and nodded slightly at her: "I have received the flower basket you sent. He is so young, less than one year old... Thinking of this, I feel that the world is too unfair But you don't have to worry about me, I... I have been mentally prepared since the day I was pregnant with him. "

Her child died?

Bohemia became suspicious, responded with a few vague words, took the big kraft paper envelope, and thanked the doctor.Just as the other party turned to leave the office, two more people approached the half-open door.

"Miss Winters,"

Both men were wearing an identical black jacket with the Bureau's logo stitched across the chest.They are one tall and one short, but their expressions are equally serious: "...can we talk to you alone?"

...Could it be possible that the Bureau of Investigation officials were the murderers?

　The new title has been changed to Prison Situation 2... I thought I would write the final exam, but the writing is off topic...

(End of this chapter)