Using Rule-Based Bizarre Tales to Solve Superpower Cases

Detective Chen Yingsheng is an external expert for the Superpower Management Bureau. She uses a machine called "Kaleidoscope" to enter the bizarre tales constructed within the psychological...

Fake person

Fake person

The Memory Master hid in the toilet cubicle by the window holding "The Birth and Development of Super Powers".

She didn't dare ask any more strange questions, for fear that Heige would mistake her for a mental patient and send her to the counselor's office.

With the light filtering through the gaps in the blinds, the Memory Master studied the catalogue one by one, first glancing at the primary headings and then at the secondary headings.

Finally, she read through the third-level subheadings without giving up, but still couldn't find anything related to the word "fake person".

The Memory Master wanted to sigh, but she held it in.

Two people came into the bathroom. They were discussing themselves, or rather, they were discussing Liu Tianyi.

"Hey, did you see that? She came in just as get out of class was about to end, and she wasn't wearing any makeup."

"I didn't sit in the front row and flip my hair from time to time."

The two of them burst into happy laughter tacitly. The illusionist grabbed her hair and took a look. Liu Tianyi had done a hidden dyeing, and no one could see the color inside unless she lifted her hair.

Why would a person who doesn't go out without makeup, a person who likes to show off, a person who is high-profile and beautiful, dye her hair like this?

The Memory Master couldn't figure it out, and stopped thinking about it. He just listened with great interest to the two people saying bad things about Liu Tianyi.

"But...she hasn't been to class for a week and doesn't wear makeup when she attends. Is she sick?" One of the voices spoke well of Liu Tianyi.

"It's possible. I heard that she didn't go to the drama club rehearsal this week and the leading actress was replaced."

The girl who was saying good things was horrified: "She is willing to give the heroine to others, so she made a joke of it. She played this role just for Du Ziming!"

"She fell in love with Du Ziming, but she and Brother Hei haven't broken up yet. The winter solstice was her birthday. According to her Moments, Brother Hei took her to an underwater restaurant for French food."

"Haha, she didn't break up with the secretary when she was with Heige."

Another voice became visibly excited: "What secretary?"

"She was the secretary of the college student union. Before she reported, she was chatting enthusiastically with that guy in the freshman group. Everyone tacitly thought that they would become a couple when school started. But after the military training, the External Relations Department recruited new members, and the secretary brought her in. Within a week, she and Heige were together."

"So have she ever been with the secretary? The secretary is much more handsome than Heige, right?"

The girl didn't care: "Who knows? They are probably the only ones who know the truth."

"That's right." Another voice said to itself, "Brother Hei must be richer than that student union secretary."

"Du Ziming is richer than Heige, and he's incredibly handsome."

"real"

"Of course." The nice girl sneered, "You have to be handsome and rich to become the male lead and director of the drama club."

"I heard that Du Ziming's family..." Their voices faded away, and only the Memory Master was left in the bathroom.

College students are really energetic, the Memory Master couldn't help but sigh. She decided to go to the drama club to meet the director and the leading actor, but before that -

The illusionist looked at the book in his hand eagerly. Just because there were no fake people in the catalog didn't mean there were none in the book.

With her habit of information retrieval and her ability of speed reading, she must have read the book quickly.

In the quiet toilet, the only sound was the turning of pages; even the sound of water disappeared.

......

Finding nothing, the Memory Master gently closed the book.

It wasn't completely without gain. At least she found that Liu Tianyi was actually listening to the class seriously. He marked the key points of most chapters with a marker and also made notes next to the important content.

She leaned against the wall, holding the book, and recalled the first rule: There are no ghosts in this world.

In horror stories, ghosts have no self and harbor indiscriminate malice towards humans, and pseudo-humans sound no better than ghosts.

The last rule introduces a concept called logical axioms and non-logical axioms, which are familiar to the illusionist.

First of all, logical axioms and non-logical axioms are originally mathematical concepts, and axioms refer to basic facts that are "self-evident".

Logical axioms are universally true statements. They can be extended from mathematics to reality. Examples include "people die if they are killed", "people poop", and "friends who often kill people know that it is easy to kill someone but difficult to dispose of the body".

A non-logical axiom is not a self-evident fact; it is a logical expression derived in the process of constructing a theory.

For example, first establish a premise "someone only eats shit", and then give the inference "this person starved to death in a cage with an unlimited supply of bread."

The statement “a pica who ate only feces was starved to death in a cage with an unlimited supply of bread” is valid and does not need to be proven.

However, if we simply say that the inference "people starve to death in a cage with an unlimited supply of bread" is undoubtedly not true, let alone a self-evident axiom.

The last rule, “Superpowers enable dead people to kill people,” does meet the definition of a non-logical axiom.

But the memory master is convinced that in all the known cases, there has never been a super-powered criminal who can kill people after death. Killing people after death is a power that only ghosts in horror stories have.

This rule implies that there are ghosts in the world. Combined with what Wang Yue said, "Liu Tianyi saw Wanting's ghost," and the unknown past of the two, it leads the player in the direction of Wanting's ghost killing people.

For the illusionist, fake people can be real, but there cannot be ghosts in the world.

According to Professor Shen's description, pseudo-humans at least have visible and tangible entities, and are not as scary as illusory ghosts.

Stopping thinking about the contradictory rules, the Memory Master pulled out his phone, which was connected to a power bank, from his coat pocket. He was pleased to find that the phone could be turned on, so he tried the lock screen password.

Most people's lock screen password is their own birthday or the birthday of an important person. The Memory Master decided to try Liu Tianyi's own birthday.

It is known that Liu Tianyi's birthday is the winter solstice, which occurs between December 21st and 23rd.

If Liu Tianyi started primary school at the age of 6 and did not fail back or repeat a grade during her time in school, then she was born in 1981 in the new calendar.

The Memory Master inputs 811222.

The screen shows that the password is wrong, and there is a line of small words below: If you enter the wrong password three times in a row, the system will automatically erase all data to protect information security.

The Memory Master pressed the lock button to turn off the phone screen.

She didn't think she could figure out the phone password by using 811221 and 811223. Using up three chances at once without enough information was tantamount to gambling.

Even if Liu Tianyi's lock screen password is her birthday, it cannot be confirmed that she was born in 1981 in the new calendar.

Wang Yue mentioned in the dormitory that five years ago Liu Tianyi witnessed her good friend jumping off a building to commit suicide, and she might have to take a year off from school because of this.

The illusionist concluded that more information was needed and raised his hand to unlock the toilet cubicle door.

"Click" a soft sound of footsteps came from outside the compartment. The sound was so light and close that it seemed to be just outside the door.

The Memory Master locked the door again.

She heard with her own ears that the two girls who had just said bad things about Liu Tianyi walked away talking and laughing. During this time, no one came in, so there couldn't be anyone outside.

Someone was talking outside the door: "Classmate, you have been in there for a long time."

Bending down and looking through the crack in the door, she saw a pair of feet in white shoes. The illusionist heaved a sigh of relief. She pretended to be in a bad mood and shouted at the top of her voice:

"I have a lot of time, so why should I care? The toilet is so big, why don't you go to another stall?"

The person outside was not angry. She asked in a friendly tone: "If you don't have the paper tape, I can lend it to you."

What was she talking about? The Memory Master reached into his pocket, quietly unplugged the power bank, and weighed it. The fast-charging large-capacity power bank was very heavy, and the Memory Master was very satisfied.

"I mean." The friendly man paused and changed his tone to an awkward one, "Did you forget to bring paper? I can lend it to you."

"No, thank you."

"Please give me one, just one," the embarrassed man said eagerly.

The illusionist clenched the power bank tightly, secretly gathering strength in his arms: "Stand back, I'm going to open the door."

"Okay, I..." The eager person didn't finish her words and fell to the ground with a thud. She seemed to be holding a thick stack of A4 papers in her arms, and all the papers fell to the ground.

One of the sheets slid in through the crack of the compartment door, and a corner of it was soaked by the dirty water on the ground. The illusionist could not avoid seeing the red and bold words on it:

Congratulations on passing the pseudo-person test! DDD provides you with the characteristics of a pseudo-person.

1. A general lack of emotion or abrupt emotional transitions, and strange facial features.

2. The limbs are different from those of ordinary people, and the body language does not match the words.

3. Lack of eye contact and uncoordinated movements.

4. There may be electronic sounds or delays when speaking, and there may be errors in word order and grammar.

The pseudo-human came to distribute flyers introducing the characteristics of the pseudo-humans. The illusionist had never hated his ability to read quickly so much.

The fake person outside had been quiet since he fell, neither standing up nor picking up the paper on the ground.

The illusionist suspected that it was waiting for her to read the contents of the paper, so she decided to test it: "Why don't you lend me a clean piece of paper? This one is wet and dirty, and I can't even see what's written on it, let alone use it."

"Sorry, I'll give you a new one." There was a sound of clothes rubbing against each other outside the door, and it seemed that the fallen pseudo-person was getting up to pick up the paper.

"Don't pick it up at the cubicle door, go pick up something clean at a distance." The Memory Master put his ear against the door and put his hand on the door lock.

Soft footsteps sounded again, and the illusionist rushed out instantly.

She didn't smash the power bank because she lost the courage to do so.

In front of me is a face with misaligned features.

Its eyes were slanted vertically squeezed on the left temple, its mouth took the place of its nose, its two eyebrows symmetrically clamped its lips, like some stupid beard, and its nose lay across the upper side of its chin, curved into an unnatural arc.

The illusionist ran for his life on the A4 paper on the ground, all the way out of the complex building, and only stopped when he reached a crowded place.

The bustling crowd calmed her down. She sat on the edge of the flower bed and gasped for breath. Wang Yue's voice came from a distance: "Tianyi, Tianyi! Why are you running?"

She looked at Wang Yue cautiously, and Wang Yue handed her a black express package breathlessly.

"I came to bring this to you. As soon as I arrived at the downstairs of the comprehensive building, I saw you running out. When did you run so fast? I almost couldn't catch up with you."

After receiving the package, the Memory Master checked all four sides: "What is this?"

"You forgot that it was you who gave me the express delivery and asked me to help." Wang Yue sat down next to her.

"Five days ago, you gave it to me and told me that a delivery person would come to pick it up, but the delivery person hasn't come yet."

The illusionist confirmed that the package had not been opened, and she did not want to open it for the time being: "Is there no delivery note on it? No, how can the deliveryman enter the girls' dormitory to pick up the package?"

"That's the question I wanted to ask you." Wang Yue shrugged.

"Anyway, thanks for keeping my stuff for me."

Wang Yue was surprised: "When did you become so polite?"

"Maybe it's because I forgot a lot of things. Where is the drama club?"

"You can even forget this." Wang Yue looked at her suspiciously, "You are not a fake Liu Tianyi, come and answer the questions to prove your true identity. Who are you acting for?"

It was keenly noticed that the term Wang Yue used was "fake Liu Tianyi" instead of "fake person". She seemed to know nothing about fake people like Heige.

The Memory Master replied: "Of course it's for Du Ziming."

"You're still thinking about him, he's so handsome! This handsome senior gave your heroine to Qian Xiao, did you know that?"

"I didn't know before, but now I know, so where are they now?"

Wang Yue smiled: "They must be rehearsing in the old auditorium."

The old auditorium is in the old building behind the comprehensive building. This old building made of red bricks looks shabby from the outside. There is no one taking classes or working in the building. However, the auditorium inside is unexpectedly grand.

The ceiling of the auditorium was made of wood, dark in color, showing the signs of age. The floor was a darker board than the ceiling, with many scratches on it.

The old building was built with lighting as a priority, with many huge glass windows on both sides of the stage.

A large red curtain hung in the center of the stage, which was not old at all. The auditorium was fully equipped with red folding chairs neatly stacked on the side.

This kind of old auditorium had only been seen in movies and TV shows before. The illusionist stopped in front of the wooden door, looking at the clean floor, and imagined the room filled with folding chairs and occupied by everyone.

The people who were rehearsing on the stage called her: "Tianyi, you are well now! Come over here!"

A hearty male voice echoed in the empty auditorium. The illusionist looked towards the stage and was sure at a glance that the person calling her was Du Ziming.

The reason is simple. From this distance you can still tell that he is a rich and handsome guy. Combining everyone's description just now, it can only be Du Ziming.

When he walked to the front of the stage, the illusionist found a pretty girl standing next to Du Ziming, and the girl quickly forced a smile at her.

Du Ziming was very excited: "This is Qian Xiao, a senior student who is in the same major as you and is only one year older than you. We all call her Xiaoxiao. She rehearsed with us during the week when you were not here."

The Memory Master greeted politely: "Hello, Senior Sister Xiaoxiao."

Qian Xiao also greeted him with a smile and asked some trivial questions, such as whether he was feeling better and whether the professional courses were difficult.

She was talking in a roundabout way, and had already talked about the cat in front of the library. The illusionist became impatient: "Senior, my role..."

Before he could finish his words, Du Ziming interrupted him: "When you asked for leave, I told you that the role would be reserved for you. Now that you are finally back, hurry up and rehearse with us."

The smile on Qian Xiao's face froze.