[R18] I only like your personality [Entertainment Circle] – “I Only Like Your Character [Entertainment Circle]” Chapter 9 [English]

Chapter 9 The Broken Mystery

“Okay.”

The handcuffs were opened smoothly. Zhou Ziheng, who had accomplished his mission, raised his eyes and met Xia Xiqing’s straightforward eyes without warning. He frowned subconsciously, turned away his eyes and coughed. He flicked the loose handcuffs with his wrist, held them in the palm of his hand, and placed them on the wooden cabinet on the side with a snap.

Xia Xiqing smiled, touched his wrist and said thank you softly, remembering Zhou Ziheng’s expression when he just finished solving it, “You also realized it was Morse code, right?”

Zhou Ziheng nodded, put his hand into his pocket and took a look at the time, “But I can’t remember the specific correspondence of the Morse code. It’s a bit difficult to decipher, so I can only make do with it.”

Xia Xiqing played the music he had paused before again and explained along with the music: “At the beginning there was a long pause, then three short pauses. After the short pause, the music resumed. [Long, Short, Short, Short] correspond to letters.B, followed by [short, long, short], is the letter R.” The music continued to play mixed with the arranged stuttering sound, “[short] – letter E… [short, long] – letter A… [long, short, long] – letter K….”

BREAK——break

“break the mirror.” Before Xia Xiqing could finish explaining the next two words, Zhou Ziheng had already given the answer.

“That’s right.” Xia Xiqing laughed. This smile seemed different from the previous one, with a refreshing feeling.

It was probably an illusion, Zhou Ziheng thought.

“Why are you so familiar with Morse code?” Zhou Ziheng walked over and turned off the music, picked up the vinyl record that he had not looked at carefully before, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

“My Mathematical Olympiad teacher taught it when I was in junior high school. I thought it was very interesting. I used it to pass answers to others during the exam. I haven’t used it since I went to the liberal arts class in high school. I just remembered it after taking a moment to react.” Xia Xiqing tapped the toe of his leather shoe gently on the ground. “But the program team has set it up too difficult. If you don’t happen to know this knowledge, you won’t be able to solve it at all.”

“Actually, they are very thoughtful.” Zhou Ziheng handed the vinyl record to Xia Xiqing with the name of the suite “Mirror” written on it. “Just now when I was putting together notes, you played this piano piece. If you are familiar with classical music like you, you can directly recognize that it is the Mirror Suite, and then associate it with the mirror next to the gramophone. If you don’t know, you can find it by looking at the vinyl record, so it is inevitable to associate it with the mirror.”

“If you want to think of breaking a mirror…” Xia Xiqing thought of the bookmark in the previous book, “Everything I touch breaks.”

Zhou Ziheng nodded, “I guess the fragments of the note are also one of the prompts. So the program team arranged several ideas, and you chose the most direct one.”

“But the intellectual cost is the highest.” Xia Xiqing shrugged slightly, “But compared to the efficiency of the association effect, mathematics is much more accurate and faster.”

Zhou Ziheng wondered how an art student could be so good at mathematics.At this moment, Xia Xiqing had already focused on the sticky note that he had put together before. “That garbled code should also be a password, but it may be another solution.” He walked over and picked up the piece of paper, “Maybe the password for our door is hidden here.”

This idea coincides with Zhou Ziheng’s, but apart from this note, he always feels that there is a lot of other information about him in the room, but he can’t find a good way to distinguish which is valid information and which is interference information.

The two people once again faced the sticky note that was broken and restored again.

Xia Xiqing turned the sticky note over to the side with the text on it, looked at it carefully, took out the bookmark from the book, and suddenly said something that didn’t sound very effective at the moment.

“Don’t you think the handwriting on these two pieces of paper is different?”

Zhou Ziheng also noticed this. The words on the bookmark looked more grand, like a man’s handwriting, while the words on the sticky note were much more elegant. Although they were not completely different, judging from the degree of retraction of the pen, it was indeed not the handwriting of the same person.

He pointed at the bookmark, “I think this is the handwriting of the owner of the study room.”

In fact, Xia Xiqing agreed with this point of view, but for the sake of program effect and audience acceptance, he still asked very conscientiously: “What if this book was borrowed by the owner of the room? The bookmarks here are probably not his own.”

Zhou Ziheng shook his head and pointed to the row of bookcases next to him, “The third row, counting from left to right, the first six books are in the same series as this novel, and this one is the completed one. In addition to this series, there are many other series of books on the bookcase. I don’t think a person with a collecting habit will borrow books to read, let alone the completed one.”

Xia Xiqing made a very applauding fan expression, “Wow, our family Hengheng would be really unqualified if he doesn’t act in a criminal investigation drama.”

Our family Hengheng???Although such expressions are common for Zhou Ziheng on Weibo, which is flooded with fans, when it came out of this person’s mouth, his always excellent expression management almost got out of control.

Seeing the genuine admiration on Xia Xiqing’s face, Zhou Ziheng couldn’t help but reply in his heart.

[You would really be underestimating your talent if you don’t act.]

After all, he was on a show, and it was hard to be too cold to the hot face of the “fan” in front of him. Zhou Ziheng coughed and said dullly, “I don’t necessarily want to not act.”

He couldn’t explain why, but Xia Xiqing found Zhou Ziheng a little cute at this moment.

He shook his head in his mind, he must have lost his mind.

Seeing that Xia Xiqing’s foot was about to step on the fragments of the vase that he had messed up at the beginning, Zhou Ziheng couldn’t help but stretched out his hand and pulled He’s arm, “Be careful.”

Xia Xiqing also reacted and looked down, “Ha, it turns out that I broke the vase at the beginning. I almost forgot. The theme of our room is probably [Fragments].”

After saying this casually, Xia Xiqing felt something was wrong. If Zhou Ziheng’s association theory about “breaking” just now is really a series of clues designed by the program team in advance, then shouldn’t the vase, which is also fragile, also have clues that can be obtained after breaking it?

Zhou Ziheng also seemed to get inspiration from Xia Xiqing’s words. The two squatted down almost at the same time, with a perfect understanding.

On the ground were broken pieces of vase and porcelain, and a bouquet of white chrysanthemums scattered on the ground.Xia Xiqing used a white chrysanthemum branch to dig through the broken objects on the ground, and sure enough he found a note rolled into a thin tube, “There is indeed a clue.”

he couldn’t help complaining in his heart. The scriptwriter of this escape room was really thoughtful. There were so many clues hidden in every corner. If he hadn’t thought of the theme of “fragments”, the vase would probably not have been broken.

No, that’s not right.He quickly denied himself in his mind.

Zhou Ziheng suddenly said, “So the program team tied us up with ropes, but did not set up any sharp weapons. There was only a vase used as a decoration, and it was placed in my hand just so that we could break him.”

He’s thinking was actually in sync with his own.Xia Xiqing was a little surprised, but he responded quickly, “Well, that should be it, but our attention was diverted at first and we didn’t find the clues in the vase.”

It’s like the game of Snake. No matter which one you start eating or what the movement route is, you always have to eat the fruits that exist when the game is initialized without landing, otherwise it will be Game Over.

He suddenly admired this screenwriter. He is a smart person and did not turn this program into a game where you have to follow the steps in order to proceed. Otherwise, the playability will be reduced too much.The steps are not important, the order does not matter, even the problem-solving ideas are set in multiple ways, and dark characters like killer are added to the escape room, suddenly turning a pure puzzle game into a mode of IQ and psychological warfare.

interesting.

The two opened the note and wrote a small poem on it.

We were one.

Destiny pulled you away from my body, from my bones, my flesh and blood, and my heart, and stiffly pieced together these meaningless organs.

They were buried together with you who were torn apart and rebuilt together.

Buried under this fence with lush roses.

Only by disassembling it again,

Give you back to me, give me back to you.

From top to bottom, they are connected to each other.

Everything can have meaning again.]

It seemed to be a poem with some Gothic style, but Xia Xiqing always felt that something was wrong. He turned the paper over and found something written on it.

[2 you.]

“There must be a reason why he wrote to as 2.” Xia Xiqing can’t be sure about the “he”, but he can be sure that the only rule that can be found in this game so far is that no unreasonable details can be ignored.

Zhou Ziheng’s brows kept staring, as if he was seriously thinking about this little poem.

The phone suddenly rang.

Their thoughts were interrupted, they took out their phones, and a new message appeared on the screen.

[Note that the first player escapes the original room and enters his player’s room.]

“That’s so fast.” Xia Xiqing looked around and put the phone back with a smile, his face innocent and happy, “But it seems that he didn’t enter our room. If this person is a killer, he randomly enters a room… This show is so scary.”

Zhou Ziheng asked, “What if he is an ordinary player and enters the killer’s room?”

Xia Xiqing turned his face to face He, and chose an angle that could avoid the recent close-up. He raised his hand and pretended to adjust his collar and covered the wheat. He lazily raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile that completely restored He’s bad nature, and made a mocking mouth gesture.

“Isn’t it more exciting when a sheep enters the tiger’s mouth?”

The author has something to say: Zhou Ziheng: You are an art student, how come you are so good at math?

Uncle Little: The genes of the Xia family are good-looking, tall, and good at math.

Your friend Xia Zhixu refused to be cue