Mingqiao thought about it and could only blame Chiang Kai-shek for this.
It was really that Lao Jiang had intervened too much, whether it was when he locked himself in the office at the beginning, or when Ming Qiao saw Lao Jiang when he opened the door, or when Lao Jiang found him at the entrance of the library and led him into the teaching building. It was hard not to suspect that it was him.
Mingqiao threw down the iron rod in his hand, confirmed that Sun Guiping and the other two were not seriously injured, and immediately ran downstairs. Lao Jiang in the surveillance video was still talking to that person. If Mingqiao went down now, maybe he could stop Lao Jiang and ask him clearly.
Ming Qiao walked down the stairs in two steps at a time. The closer he got to the office, the clearer his mind became.
If he has traveled from the future to the present and changed some things, such as giving some hints to his past self, does it mean that his past experiences were also secretly helped by his future self after he knew the results?
This chain of events actually forms a closed loop that satisfies the logic.
As for the key node - Chiang Kai-shek, what exactly he did and what his purpose was, we will have to wait for Mingqiao to ask to find out.
Mingqiao walked down the last two steps, turned left, and saw Lao Jiang walking into the office.
"Director Jiang." Mingqiao called him.
When Lao Jiang heard the voice, he turned around and looked at Mingqiao, then leaned over to look at Mingqiao who had already taken Jiang Wen out of the teaching building, and his brows slowly frowned.
Ming Qiao got straight to the point: "You were the one who opened the door both times, right?"
"Yes." Lao Jiang naturally accepted Mingqiao's words "twice" and admitted without hesitation: "I drove it." After saying that, he shook the key in his hand.
Ming Qiao shook his head: "An ordinary lock can't do it. Whether you lock me in or let me out, it can't be that simple."
He knew very well that if the door was locked as usual, he could easily break it open when he was trapped in the office. Even if he complied with the hidden rules of the teacher's manual and could not damage school property, Jiang Wen and the first boy trapped would have chosen to break the door instead of breaking the glass.
Everything proves that the door or the lock had been tampered with.
Lao Jiang looked straight at Ming Qiao and suddenly laughed out loud: "You are really smart."
Mingqiao couldn't guess what Lao Jiang meant, so he politely replied, "Thank you."
Lao Jiang took his thermos cup into the office and got a cup of hot water. When he came out, he said to Ming Qiao, "I can tell you anything you want to ask. Follow me."
The last time Lao Jiang asked him to follow him into the teaching building, it was already a betrayal to him. Now that Lao Jiang said this again, Ming Qiao was even more reluctant.
He stood there, looking at Lao Jiang with scrutiny. Ever since Lao Jiang locked him up in his office, Lao Jiang was no longer the simple and amiable senior in Ming Qiao's heart.
Mingqiao didn't want to believe anything he said.
"You're already dead, what are you afraid of?" Lao Jiang ignored him and went downstairs. After walking up two steps, he raised his voice again and said, "Follow me, you will have the opportunity to know what you want to know. But if you don't believe me, there is nothing I can do."
At noon on the 3rd, Shi Xin went to the first floor to wait for Jiang Su and Wen Xing as usual.
But when the two arrived, their expressions were not pleasant.
"What's wrong?" Shi Xin asked.
Jiang Su looked at Wen Xing and said, "You tell me?"
"We discovered another experiment in the high school department," Wen Xing said, "I don't know if you have heard of Skinner's white mice."
"When mice press a lever in a cage to get food, they will increase the frequency of pressing the lever afterwards. On the contrary, if pressing the lever will result in an electric shock, the frequency will decrease."
Wen Xing nodded: "So, the experiment in the high school department is like this: in a class, students who get high scores in the morning exam can get lunch at noon, and students who get high scores in the afternoon exam are allowed to rest at night. On the contrary, students who get low scores in the morning exam will not have lunch at noon, and students who get low scores in the afternoon exam will not be able to sleep at night. Therefore, in order to eat and sleep, students will study hard to improve their grades. This is the result that the people doing the experiment want to achieve."
Shi Xin pondered for a moment: "Solving the eating problem is simple, just give the high-scoring students some food to the low-scoring students. As for sleeping, if I can't sleep at night, can't I sleep during the daytime exams?"
"That's the problem," Jiang Su said. "Sleeping during exams violates the rules, and so does sharing food. If low-scoring students want to sleep, they can only do so during the breaks between exams, but that time is short and their sleep quality won't be good."
It sounds like a dead end.
Shi Xin was silent for a moment, then asked, "Have you ever tried Tian Ji's horse racing?"
Jiang Su and Wen Xing looked at each other, then looked at Shi Xin again: "What do you mean?"
"You also said that the scope of this guinea pig experiment is a class. If the 'poor students' in this class are allowed to take the exam in another worse class, and the ranking of all the students is deferred until there are some people who have nowhere to go, then those who can definitely eat will be found to take the exam in the same class with them, and the top students will be required to hand in a blank paper. This cycle will continue. Although there will always be people who can't eat, it is better than being hungry all the time."
Jiang Su lowered his head and thought for a while: "But we can't guarantee that doing this won't violate the rules."
"Since you are not sure whether you will break the rules, then try breaking them on a small scale first." Shi Xin said seriously, "In fact, I was just about to tell you this. In the next few days, I want to verify that death after breaking the rules is not real death. Secondly, I need to keep breaking the rules and keep testing until all the rules are tested, and then organize and summarize them and display them for everyone to see."
"Question: Death is not real death?" Jiang Su asked, "How can this be verified?"
"First of all, there are three possibilities after death," Shi Xin held up three fingers. "One, what I said was wrong. Once you die, you are dead. There is no turning back. Two, after death, it is equivalent to being kicked out of the game, but you are still alive in real life, but you can never enter this game again. Three, which I think is the most likely one, after death, you will be reabsorbed as an NPC, and continue to serve this game until the end with a new look. As for verification, find someone who is not afraid of death and can guarantee that he will still maintain his self-awareness once he becomes an NPC. If we don't receive any signals from him after death, it is the first two, otherwise, it is the third one."
"If the first two types cannot receive signals, how can we distinguish them?" Jiang Su asked.
Shi Xin pursed his lips and said, "To be honest, I haven't thought about it yet."
"Then you think about it first. Let's discuss the second thing. To test out all the rules, someone must be sacrificed, and it's like a disposable item." Wen Xing asked: "Who would be willing to be a sucker? Although there may be people who sacrifice themselves for others, there are definitely not many."
"That's why I came to you to work out a solution together." Shi Xin said slowly: "As the president of the Student Union, Jiang Su, what do you think?"
"Let's try organizing a mobilization?" Jiang Su said, "But lobbying one by one is too slow. Broadcasting to the whole school will be faster and more formal."
"Okay." Shi Xin immediately agreed with him: "I remember the previous radio station was on the seventh floor, next to the principal's office."
"It was changed a long time ago. The classroom next to the principal's office was changed into an art classroom." Wen Xing said: "The current broadcasting room is at the other end of the seventh floor."
"Next to the stairs?"
"Yes." Wen Xing laughed lightly and confidently: "It just so happens that I am the director of the campus radio station, so," Wen Xing took out a cross key from his keychain: "You can go in anytime."
With the help of the student union president and the radio station director, the three of them quietly went up to the seventh floor together that evening.
There was a light on at the other end of the seventh floor, which was the principal's office. From time to time, other very subtle noises could be heard in the corridor, which gave the three of them goosebumps.
"I thought you were going to cause trouble for Principal Sun." Jiang Su lowered his voice and asked Shi Xin, "I heard that Teacher Ming is Principal Sun's student, and you... that Teacher Ming."
Shi Xin used a borrowed flashlight to help Wen Xing shine so that she could quickly find the keyhole and open the door. He also imitated Jiang Su and answered him in a breathy voice: "Ming Qiao must have already found him, and the result is predictable. The game is still going on. So if Ming Qiao can't handle it, of course I can't do it either. Going there in vain will only lead to my death."
"I used to think you were pretty impulsive, but I didn't expect you to be so thoughtful." Jiang Su paused after speaking: "But, I have a sense of déjà vu of Teacher Ming, which makes me feel very familiar and at ease."
Wen Xing on the other end of the room had already turned the key twice. With a click, the door of the broadcasting room was pushed open a little: "Stop chatting, come in."
The three of them didn't dare turn on the lights when they went in. The feeling of terror in the dark environment was overwhelming.
Shi Xin breathed in and out slowly, observing the broadcasting room with the dim light of a flashlight.
There was only a filing cabinet and a double table in the room. The table was near the entrance. On the left was a computer that couldn't be any older. The monitor was even the same as it was 20 or 30 years ago, with a huge and bulky butt. The right was much simpler, with only a microphone.
"Have you thought about how to escape if we are besieged by NPCs after the broadcast?" Shi Xin flicked the dusty microphone. "Besides, if even broadcasting violates the rules, we will all die."
Jiang Su said, "We will only be besieged by two types of NPCs, one is the invigilator, and the other is the principal. The invigilators are all in their respective offices on the corresponding floors, so it would be a bit difficult to catch us upstairs. As for the principal, can those two old men run as fast as us?"
Wen Xing continued, "As for the rules, this is not an exam, there are no exam rules to follow, and I am the station manager, what I say is the rules of the radio station, if I don't think it's against the rules then it's not against the rules."
"Now that you've said that, let's get started."
Wen Xing skillfully plugged in the computer, turned it on, and the microphone automatically connected to the school's radio.
Jiang Su at the side cleared his throat and said seriously: "Please pay attention to all students of all grades. We are playing a game that concerns life and death."
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