Chapter 1068

The four arcs drawn with a blue ballpoint pen form an irregular circle. The faint light under the crack of the door made the paper white, and the blue handwriting looked brighter.

Behind each criminal file material, there is the same circle - Bohemia laid these materials flat on the ground and placed four bank statements under them; In the midst of hard thinking, her face became more and more wrinkled and tight, like a steamed stuffed bun without water.

While she was thinking, Descartes' essence floated around her, just like the same dog circling around the bun. After a few minutes of silence, each dog felt that the number of "four" appeared too frequently, which could not be a coincidence: four criminal files, four statements, four arcs

What do you mean?

Bohemia "plumped" on the ground, giving up.

"If only Lin Sanjiu could solve the problem I met," she began to be whimsical. "If she can't solve it, she must accept my punishment, so that I won't --"

"It's OK."

The voice of the copy host, which I haven't heard for a long time, suddenly rang, startling the dog and steamed stuffed bun; After reacting, Bohemia breathed a sigh of relief: when the copy host talked to her, the game was suspended, and she didn't have to worry about the mysterious man in the building for the time being.

"Don't forget that you have the right to trade with another game."

"But you didn't say that I can only see..."

"At this stage, it's like this. But after the power is upgraded, you can talk with the NPC next door, exchange, affect the process, and even change the title... Do you want to play another small game to win a higher level of power?"

Bohemia's hair was shaken and danced in a circle: "don't - don't now - you're a liar! I obviously chose the 'profit at the expense of others' mode. After my little game passed, I didn't see how she was damaged, nor did I find anything beneficial to me."

"You have eliminated the uncertain factor 'serial killer' in the prison situation, and it's not called benefit without a life threat?" The copy host paused and said, "as for the loss, you need to do it yourself."

He seemed to be very warm-hearted, and hoped that Bohemia could start with Lin Sanjiu earlier, and took the initiative to remind him: "... In fact, even if you can only 'see', you can still open a ladle for her now."

"You have something to say."

"You can't say it directly." Superficial fairness must be maintained anyway.

Bohemia waved impatiently, as if to wave these annoying people away like flies: "forget this first! I have to understand this pile of broken four!"

"You can participate in the small game without delaying the plot process of the prison situation... After you pass the customs this time, your upgraded trading rights are enough to make Lin Sanjiu think about this problem with you, I promise."

Take the puppet master's words, Lin San's wine head shell is a leaky spoon, and I'm afraid she's not of much use. But the advantage is that if she answers wrong, according to the rules of the "final exam" game, Lin Sanjiu will have to strip and be punished... "OK!" Bohemia promised happily.

The tone of the copy host when he spoke again was very happy, like a salesman who had just sold a household vacuum cleaner.

"The goal of the little game is to spend the night in this office building, and can't be known or bumped into by anyone. By dawn, the third stage will be over."

It doesn't sound as complicated as last time.

Plus the original goal is to live until dawn and not be seen. It's very simple.

"It should be noted that when you don't interact with the game, your self feeling, physical fitness or peace time difference is not much. Once there is interaction, your skill and speed... Are still the average level of an ordinary woman. For example, if someone is walking this way, you can't run as fast as usual."

"I see, I see. You said it."

After the copy host disappeared, she looked back and saw Descartes lying on the document, vaguely dizzy. Bohemia poked it twice with consciousness, but it was strangely quiet for a while, and then said faintly: "people are copies, I am also copies, how..."

"How can you compare with the copy of the Puppet Master - adult?" Bohemia said as he gently turned the door lock and bolted it. "I'm not going out tonight, so I'll hide here and see who can find me."

"Self trapped." Descartes commented.

Bohemia turned a deaf ear. It's already dark now. Except for the staff on duty, everyone else has gone home; And the place where the staff on duty work and rest is not in this building - except for the mysterious man who came up quietly, who else will look for her here? The mystery man's target is obviously her office, so it's good for her to stay here.

Just in case, she gathered the documents into a pile and stuffed them under the beef secretary's desk; Moved two chairs, and she made a place above the floor, just enough for her to take a nap.

"Why are you so relaxed?" Descartes did not agree.

Bohemia just sat on the ground, but she heard the phone ring outside the door suddenly, sharply and sharply pierced the night, penetrating the door plank - she was shocked, listened to it for a few seconds, and found that the phone ring came from the warden's office.

The whole corridor echoed with telephone rings, like the disturbed lake water. Bohemia held her breath until the phone ring that seemed never to end finally ended, and the office building returned to a dead silence.

Who will call the office so late?

Bohemia lay on the ground, staring closely at the gap in the door. The light of the light white corridor lights up into a straight line under the crack of the door; If someone passes by here, the shadow will break the light and shake it in front of her eyes

"Hello."

She waved her hand to get rid of the Cartesian spirit circling around her head. If there are mosaics, you may miss the shadow.

"Hello!"

Bohemia propped herself up on her elbow and sat up. "What are you doing!" She whispered, "if you have anything to say, are you bored!"

The chaos quieted down. She thought that Descartes had something to tell her, but after waiting for two seconds, it seemed angry and didn't say a word; Bohemia was too lazy to coax it, and was about to lie down again, suddenly looking at the floor for a moment.

Her own shadow fell on the floor - nothing surprising in itself. The moonlight must have been thrown in from the window behind her... And the Descartes was just facing the window

At that moment, the determination that had saved Bohemia several times immediately told her to roll and pounce on the side with her low body; As soon as Yu Guang saw the shadow of the edge of the desk on her head, she shrank her limbs and let herself tightly hide under the desk——

After the three planks of the desk covered her, Bohemia felt that her hair had stood up and her heart was beating; Looking up, the Cartesian essence was still motionless and floating in place.

The moonlight cast into the window shows a rectangular light on the floor. The bright part of the window shape has a clear boundary with the surrounding darkness, horizontal and vertical

Wait a minute.

This bright bottom, that is, the bottom of the window, is not straight at all - a semicircular arc-shaped black shadow is slowly rising from the bottom of the window.

Bohemia stared at the floor without blinking, watching the shadow rise from the moonlight little by little, and finally understood what Descartes had just called her to see - she summoned up her courage, sat up quietly, and nodded under her desk.

On the half oval shadow rising from the bottom of the window, a pair of eyes were staring at the room behind the glass. In the darkness, the man's eyes were still slightly glowing; At this time, the reflection of those two eyes rolled left and right, as if there was no one in the room. Then he continued to climb slowly, gradually revealing his head, shoulders, and most of his body.

It's a man - but because of the backlight, Bohemia can't see who it is.

He climbed up on a ladder. After exposing half of his body, he raised his hand and pushed open the window - beef Secretary obviously didn't expect to lock the window. He turned over and sat on the window frame and climbed in, landing on his feet silently.

In the moonlight, the slippers with thick rubber soles approached Bohemia step by step.

Descartes' essence was still floating in its place. At this time, he finally couldn't help but "hum" with pride.

For the first time, Bohemia had no intention of scolding it. She tightly covered her mouth and nose, hoping to shrink into a ball; Seeing that the shoes were getting closer and closer, she also curled up and leaned back a little - finally, the shoes stopped at the edge of the desk.

With a "pa" sound, the man seemed to light up a small flashlight. The flashlight must be very small, because the light column is so thin that it can hardly shine on many places. It crossed the ground and reached the desk; Then, a rustle sounded on her head. It should be that the man was looking at the things of the beef secretary.

Bohemia recalled the shape of this desk in her mind.

Under the wide table, there is only one file cabinet except for the supporting surfaces on both sides. On the outside of the desk, where she had just drilled in, there was a back plate covering about half the height; At this time, she was huddled inside the backplane, and beside her was the file cabinet that took up a lot of space.

The voice of searching gradually became louder, probably because the man didn't find anything valuable; The feet leaned forward a half step again - Bohemia subconsciously shrank back again, but listening to the "rushing sand" behind him, a heart fell immediately.

... she just touched the document she had just stuffed under the table.

Finished! I have to catch a plane tomorrow morning! Again on the 20th... It's been flying very frequently recently