MTL - Escape the Infinite Chamber-Chapter 2 Homicide

Luo Jian didn't think much about this gun, because he wouldn't use it. He was afraid of this weapon, so he put the gun on the writing desk solemnly and carefully. Then he picked up the drawer and One thing, that awl read the full text very secretary.

Awl is often used to repair shoes, can drill holes, a pointed gadget, Luo Jian took a look in his hand, also placed it on the table, he put everything he found out of the drawer on the table However, none of these things seem to be of much use. Maybe he can use the gun to directly fly the handle of that door, but this approach is a bit dangerous. He has never used a gun, and Luo Jian has no right to hold it. Reservations. In particular, there was only one bullet in this gun, and with some carelessness, Luo Jian did not have the opportunity to come a second time.

So he had to think of other ways to open the door.

Maybe I have to see what's in this locked drawer? Luo Jian focused on the top of the four drawers. He tried to lock it before, but the lock seemed to be better than the door.

However, it turned out that Luo Jian had no talent for unlocking. He used awl, wire, scissors, and everything that could be used, but he couldn't open the **** lock! Luo Jian was so angry that he simply didn't try to poke the locked drawer and tried to pry open the lock on the door handle, but this was even more impossible. The keyhole seemed to be the same as that of him.

However, Luo Jian also found that the keyhole on this door was different from the common one. The keyhole on this door handle is large, and there is a small round black hole. The corresponding key that can open it should also be large ...

Luo Jian knelt down on the ground and looked in through the larger keyhole. Of course, he couldn't see anything. The small black holes made Luo Jian creepy. He stood up and took a step back to observe carefully again. This door, the door painted with crimson paint, looks a little weird in this narrow room. The iron metal door handle has some rust on it, as if someone has been using it for a long time.

Luo Jian's first impression of this door was old, but there were not many marks on the wooden door, smooth and clean, so he thought about it, took the awl on hand, and tried to scratch some marks on the wooden door. However, something unexpectedly happened to Luo Jian, no matter how hard the pointed awl in his hand could not leave any marks on this wooden door, even if it was just a scratch.

Is there any strange magic to this **** inexplicable door? Or did you add special materials that Luo Jian didn't know?

Luo Jian bit his lip and threw away the awl in his hand. This little thing couldn't do anything for him, so Luo Jian stepped back and lifted his feet to slam the door on the door. The name is moving Ninja! He didn't just stun, but exchanged his legs and attacked the door constantly, making a continuous strong impact.

However, the door did not move. Luo Jian felt that his feet were numb.

"Fuck, you fucking!" Luo Jian finally couldn't help swearing. What the **** is this **** good for? He tossed for so long that he didn't even have a crack. Isn't it made of wood? !!

Luo Jian was suddenly excited! Do not! Perhaps he was suddenly scared. The small, closed room was so quiet that he could hear his heartbeat clearly. Fear was like a snake in his heart that had finally woke up after a long hibernation. The cold, boneless body slowly slipped past Luo. The apex of Jane's heart, his teeth trembling!

This sudden fear made Luo Jian scare him and make him daring. He directly picked up the gun on the writing desk, learned the position of the police officer holding the gun on TV, and pointed his muzzle at the sunken red door. But soon, Luo Jian gave up this blind and ignorant and dangerous behavior.

There was only one reason for him to give up. If the door is so strong that it can't even shoot through bullets, then in such a small room, there is a high possibility of a bounce, and the bullets that bounce back are likely to be in Luo. Jane made a big hole in himself, which would cause him to die for a ridiculous reason, and Luo Jian definitely did not want to let this happen to himself.

Luo Jian had no choice but to sit on the ground holding his gun, he paused for a while, then suddenly subconsciously looked at the alarm clock on the writing desk, and the hour and minute hands were clearly marked: 12:22.

The note with the purple pattern on it clearly limited him to an hour, and Luo Jian had n’t yet understood whether this was a joke made by someone, but if it was really a joke, then After driving too far, Luo Jian looked at the gun in his hand, which was absolutely genuine.

Although Luo Jian had never used a firearm, an arms enthusiast whom Luo Jian knew had eagerly introduced him to many collectibles, although they were imitation and simulated abrasive tools, and Luo Jian did not listen carefully to his arms hobby at that time. According to the author's introduction, he still learned how to distinguish between genuine and counterfeit goods. The loading, unloading, quality, and weight of bullet cartridges are quite different from imitations.

Luo Jian froze, and put his pistol back to the writing table solemnly. He squatted on the ground and began to look for the note printed with purple flowers. After reading the note, he threw it directly to the ground. Soon he found it at the edge of the bed. Luo Jian picked it up and looked at the beautiful pen on it again. It didn't make much difference. He looked carefully at the purple pattern printed on the lower right corner of the note. The pattern looked like Like the other shore flower, which is Manjushahua, the legendary flower of hell.

Scarlet red is the symbol of Manjussar, foreshadowing the blood's ominous separation and death, but on this note, the red **** flower turned purple.

Flowers on the other shore.

For a thousand years and a thousand years, flowers and leaves will never meet.

Love is not causal, edge destined to death.

The meaning of this flower made Luo Jian creepy. He turned the note to look at the back of it. Just looking for this note just wanted to see if there was any writing on the back. Because the closed room was too depressed, he even forgot the most detailed Observed.

Sure enough, the back of the note did say:

[In a 1989 murder in a secret room, the murderer killed a person in the small apartment he rented. Traces of blood remained, windows and doors were closed, but the corpse weapon and the murderer himself were missing. 】

There was only such a short sentence, but Luo Jian knew that this was the so-called clue. He looked up and continued to observe the small room where he was. This room is obviously some years old. Many areas of the white painted walls have faded. Large areas of cracks have exposed red stone bricks. The window is also an old window with yellow painted wood. The glass is cracked and missing. At the corners, the iron sheet outside seemed to be new, and the windows were sealed tightly.

The curtains were gray and slick, and they seemed to fall down at any time. Luo Jian sneezed repeatedly when he pulled the curtain, the dust was heavy. He squatted down and looked under the bed, and a thick layer of gray ash fluttered down. The bed he was lying on was very clean. The quilts and sheets seemed to be newly changed. They were white and clean. Monotonous beds.

Luo Jian checked the quilt and pillow again and found nothing.

It felt uncomfortable to find nothing, and he turned his attention to the things that he had turned out. He carefully checked the writing desk. This table is not the same as the door. It can easily use various sharp tools to cause damage on it. Luo Jian glanced at the locked drawer. Since the **** door cannot be violently treated, then it is always okay to violently treat this drawer?

So Luo Jian picked up the scissors and awl, and even the ballpoint pen, desperately destroyed the lock on the drawer. This lock is not the same as the lock on the door. It seems much more fragile. Luo Jian almost locked the drawer. He pulled it out of the drawer, during which he poke with scissors and awl and slammed his feet hard, completely changed the writing desk, so he finally opened the dog / day drawer!

However, the contents of the drawer really surprised Luo Jian.

"Hammer?" Luo Jian picked up the large hammer in the drawer. It looked like a sturdy hammer. He weighed the weight. It was quite heavy. I wonder if I could open the dog / sun door.

As soon as he thought about it, Luo Jian immediately took the hammer and smashed at the Red Gate, but the result was still surprising! Luo Jian almost let go of his hand with a violent bang, but the door remained motionless, standing there quietly, separating Luo Jian from the world.

Luo Jian twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at the safe door. Maybe he would hit it a few more times.

But after he smashed more than ten times in a row, Luo Jian almost wanted to growl! Even a door made of steel sheet will not leave any traces? !!

Then Luo Jian glanced at the tattered window again, although the note said that he should not try to get out of the window, but now he couldn't help coming up with such an idea, how about trying? Maybe the note is completely deceiving, intentionally not letting people approach the window?

Luo Jian walked over and opened the window, and touched the sealed iron sheet outside, there was no dust on it.

To be on the safe side, Luo Jian scraped the iron sheet with an awl, but the ending was the last thing he saw. That iron sheet did not leave any traces like the dog / sun door, as if telling Luo Jian with the facts-- Any violent injury will not work for them.

Luo Jian only felt a layer of goosebumps coming up and down his body. The dim light in the room seemed to foretell Luo Jian's mood, and suddenly flashed, letting the light in the small space dim and let Luo Jian pop up on his back. Dense cold sweat.

"Calm down! I have to calm down, what else is there? Maybe a key is hidden somewhere in this room? If the setting of this door is not to be destroyed, then the only way to open it is the key, right! That's it It ’s like some kind of strategy game, only one path is right, I just need to find a clue! ”

Luo Jian paled and bit his lip, and began to talk to himself:

"I've searched all corners of the room and I can't see the key, so where will the key be? Where will the room key usually be? In its owner's pocket? Yes, this is indeed a good idea. So for this room Who is the owner? "

Luo Jian glanced down at the note, his eyes fixed on the last line, the body weapon and the murderer were missing.

"The key to the murderer's room is naturally in the murderer's hand." Luo Jian smiled insanely. He knew that his mental state was abnormal, but in this damned, small and closed environment, no matter how normal it would be, it would be better go with!

"As long as I solve the mystery of the secret room, naturally I can find the key to leave." Luo Jian once glanced at the note, and a cold smile came up: "What do you mean to pass to me, is that right?"

The most weird thing happened!

As soon as Luo Jian finished saying this, a blank space suddenly appeared on the blank note:

[That's true, so good luck. 】

Luo Jian threw out the slip of paper in his hand like an electric shock. His face was as pale as a ghost, and he couldn't even breathe!

He read right now!

That sentence definitely came out of nowhere! It feels like a wonderful miracle in the magician's hand! Make absolutely impossible things into reality, but everyone will laugh, because they all know that magic is just a way to blind the eyes, it is an unpredictable way in the visual dead end that you don't pay attention to!

But in this narrow one! closed! dark!惶惶 Not in a room all day long!

Who will make Luo Jian magic?

Luo Jian felt that his teeth were shaking. He never dared to look at the note again, and he couldn't look at the alarm clock on the table by himself. The time was 12:40.

No time!

If he doesn't find a way out, Luo Jane is likely to stay here forever!

Luo Jian was anxious, he picked up the hammer again, and forced himself to calm down while thinking about the murderer in this room. The clues prompted the killer to kill someone here. Luo Jian looked around and found no bloodstains. If this room is really the scene of the murder, then at least when the murderer killed the victim, this room is not a closet, because in order to clear the killing marks and bloodstains in the room, The killer will surely open the door and go out, using a mop with water and using all possible cleaning tools.

After throwing the cleaning tools out, the room became a secret room. The killer and the victim were still here, but they disappeared.

"No, they haven't disappeared. They are still here."

Luo Jian murmured suddenly, he remembered the murderer's notebook he had seen before, and the first line on the first page said:

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