When Lin Sanjiu sat on the side of the small court and rested for more than ten minutes, the people who separately disappeared in each classroom appeared again, greeted and talked, and fished into the small court - this time, the small group dispersed, and the boundaries melted. Everyone stretched their necks and looked at others. No matter who the other party was, they always wanted to insert a word or two at any time.

The primitive people didn't know where to find a basketball and discussed with Wenya, Wanfu and other people how humans play basketball at the end of the day: what does the white line on the ground mean? They know to shoot, but where should they stand?

"Well, it's not a game," Wan Fu eagerly received the ball and said, "there are no rules and regulations, isn't it better? Let's play."

The others immediately exchanged a look; Wenya was sarcastic and knew it clearly. With a smile, he said, "let's set some rules by ourselves."

Even if they didn't say anything, Lin Sanjiu could see their meaning. After a few hours, this group of ordinary people became incredibly alert to speech; As soon as Wanfu's words were spoken, the rest of them immediately realized that it might be message and became wary of it.

I'm afraid everyone is like her now. Every time they hear a sentence, they immediately analyze in their hearts what kind of message it may contain?

Wan Fu himself seemed to be aware of the thoughts of the others. His face was not good-looking, and he "hissed" and pulled his face to listen to Wenya formulate the rules.

"I have observed one thing, and I think I want to tell you..." at the other end of the court, Guan Nan said to the other people, "although the scene changes every 30 minutes, the time goes forward continuously. Have you found it?"

"Ah?" Haina was surprised, "how do you know?"

"At the beginning, the hotel beach and other scenes are all in the morning. When we get to the forest, it's afternoon," Guan Nan looked up at the sky and said, "now you see, the horizon is a little orange. I'm a day laborer in Fanjia city. I'm used to judging time by the weather, and I'm the most sensitive to time."

It's really -- even Lin Sanjiu has just realized this. She is not the only one who looks up to the horizon; Duck Down's eyes swept from the sky, and he couldn't help but say "ah".

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When she realized that everyone was looking at her, duck feather immediately said, "really, now it looks like the sun is going to set. So do we want to spend the next scene in the dark?"

"It won't be dark to the point of the third scene," Jiang Tian guessed what she meant. "There will be some lights in the artificial place."

"But as soon as it gets dark, the murderer has more opportunities to fight." Guan Nan frowned and asked, "Haina, you are definitely not the murderer. Have you ever thought of any way to protect yourself?"

Haina's face was a little white and murmured, "the murderer... Can he really do it?"

"Haina!"

Wenya, who had been playing basketball, suddenly turned around and shouted to her, "come here for a minute."

When Haina stood up, Guan Nan sighed and finally handed over a sentence: "you'd better think more, after all, there's nothing wrong with being careful."

Taking advantage of this opportunity, duck feather quietly stood up, quietly walked a few steps aside, and came to Lin Sanjiu.

"I know," she whispered, looking at the concrete floor, "I know what the evidence is."

"Huh?"

"The rules say that when you are at home, your credibility will double... But the rules don't say how this doubling is shown." Duck feather gently scratched the tip of her nose, so that her hand blocked her mouth. "In normal scenarios, if the credibility is 0.5, it shows 0.5, but in the home court, 0.5 will not be directly displayed as 1... A parenthesis will appear after it, and the parenthesis is is 1. That's right, after all, it's only temporary, and it's simpler to list it separately..."

Lin Sanjiu looked at her and smiled. "Why did you choose to study on campus?"

"There is a movie in the entertainment room before the end of the day. One is about a group of students. I can't forget it after watching it..." duck feather picked up his knees and sighed carefully. "I also hope to have a time when I can learn all kinds of interesting knowledge and have a group of friends around me, so I don't have to worry about survival..."

For ordinary people, that is indeed a dream that is almost untouchable.

But... If time can go back, she can change her fate and no longer enter the doomsday world, Lin Sanjiu will not choose to go back. Lin Sanjiu, who is willing to live in modern society safely, is no longer the same person as Lin Sanjiu, who has experienced a magnificent journey and has kept life together with friends at this moment.

"Now you know, my home court has come and gone." She looked at the duck down and asked, "aren't you afraid that I'm the murderer? Didn't you doubt me at first?"

Duck feather smiled in embarrassment. "Yes, yes, for a while, I'm not sure about you... Because what you said at that time was really a little strange."

Lin Sanjiu held his arm and waited for her to say.

"But when I was in the hotel, once I squatted behind the front desk looking for supplies and overheard the conversation between Haina and roab." She didn't know that the moment she got out of the front desk, she happened to be seen by Lin Sanjiu and continued, "what they said at that time made me care."

"What did you say?"

"Haina said that it was not only the two of them who heard Dr. Chen's strange words. Roab said that it looked like it. He didn't know whether he should believe Dr. Chen's explanation."

Duck feather scratched the grey robe, Say: "I couldn't hear a word at that time. After listening for a while, I finally understood that Doctor Chen seemed to say something similar to 'use this copy to kill everyone else' to both of them. But Doctor Chen later explained that he didn't mean to kill others by himself, he meant the factory... But his explanation was obviously not enough to convince Haina and her. When they ended the conversation, they were still half convinced and had no conclusion."

Lin Sanjiu immediately understood. "Then you heard Guan Nan's words accusing Jiang Tian..."

"Yes," said the duck down breath a little short, "Doctor Chen, Jiang Tian and you, as far as I know, there have been three people who have said very suspicious things and denied them afterwards. Once or twice is enough, and three times form a pattern... I wonder if this copy is playing with the trust between people? So Doctor Chen and Jiang Tian, who seem to be more credible, have been cut off a part of their credibility, and you... We drift on the river together Come down, I trusted you very much at that time. "

As an ordinary person who is constrained by daily life, it is really very rare for him to jump out of the box and think about problems like this.

Lin Sanjiu breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought it was the copy at the beginning, but I thought at that time that you wouldn't believe it."

"After all, I'm just an ordinary person." Duck feather whispered, attracting Lin Sanjiu to look at her - this statement is quite interesting.

"It's because you accidentally found that at least three people were pushed by the copy to say something suspicious..." she didn't ask deeply, but sighed and said: "no wonder so many people, it seems that only you are still... Well, how to say, only you have not been trapped."

After thinking for a while, she added, "there is another Jiang Tian. I don't know whether she was trapped or whether she saw through but didn't say anything."

"Trap?" Duck feather was stunned. "Trapped by what?"

Obviously, the young girl's thoughts jumped quickly, and she was startled: "there are so many scenes, and obviously no one has made any suspicious actions? Have they all become microphones?"

"That's not enough." Lin Sanjiu frowned and said, "however, I'm afraid there will be something going on in the next round of scenes... I'll naturally explain then."

She was quite confident in her judgment, but even she did not expect that the accident came much earlier than she thought.

The ninth scene is a movie theater with a dining bar. There are countless things that can be used as media, such as posters, wine glasses, leaflets, and even half of the films in the screening hall; Once everyone entered the dark and spacious projection hall echoing the sound of special effects, it was impossible to track who said what and who was doing what.

The tenth scene is a museum - although there is only one piece of each exhibit, the souvenir store is simply a media Paradise: most goods are more than twelve, small and light.

"The host of this scene is very lucky in media, but it's useless if he can't deliver a message." Mu Ya reaches out and sweeps around bookmarks, postcards and other things, as if this is an adventure: "I know the most important characteristics of mesaage in my heart."

"Oh? Tell me about it?" Roab responded with a laugh.

"It doesn't matter if you say it." Mu Ya shrugged and said, "we all know that message is similar to a proverb or a form of truth, but its most important feature is that it has nothing to do with this copy. Taking message out of the copy and saying it doesn't affect others' understanding at all, do you think so?"

Hearing the silence, the crowd didn't speak for a few seconds, as if they were thinking about their message carefully - no one refuted him.

"So, if anyone tells me that it has nothing to do with the copy, I will be alert immediately." Mu Ya sat down triumphantly on the bench for tourists to rest, crossed his legs, and stretched his voice, "no matter what - what - if, as long as it is out of the topic of copies, don't try to get into my mind."

"Then you may miss a lot of key information," Jiang Tian said coolly.

"So what? In the copy, there is no saying that I am too cautious. After all, if I miss a little information, I won't die, but if I trust someone else's message, the end will be bad." When Mu Ya said this, he suddenly shook his head and sighed, saying, "if the copy is done normally, I'm confident I won't lose, but now... Who knows when the murderer will go crazy and kill us all?"

"The target of the killer is the recording system," Wenya said coldly, "why kill you?"

The two looked at each other - it was obviously just different guesses about the murderer, but it seemed that sparks were splashing in the air.

As before, everyone passed the tenth scene carefully. Without the recording system, whenever someone wants to take something, they will count it first and make sure that the total number is far less than twelve before they put it away; With Mu Ya's words, people are more alert to message. When talking, the topic is also constrained and narrowed to the current copy.

"The next scene is coming," Haina looked around and gave a little uneasy hint.

"By the way, we have to pay attention to the quantity," Jiang Tianyang said. "After the doctor died, whether the scene was removed or not, and now we don't..."

Her words gradually broke.

The crowd spent a few seconds in silence, as if no one dared to believe the scene they saw at this time.

"How, how is it possible?" Haina turned around - crystal chandeliers, the reception area in the hall, the front desk, the restaurant in the distance - and she said inconceivably, "are we back to the first hotel?"

There are only ten scenes in the past... That is to say, at least two people in the field have become microphones at the moment.