Bang--
With a heavy sound, the white-haired killer closed the iron door of the interrogation room.
Su Yi was locked in there by him.
The heavy iron door blocked out Su Yi's scent, and that pleasant aroma was cut off in an instant, without a trace left.
He sniffed and found the air in the confinement area on the second underground floor was turbid and smelly. The smell was magnified several hundred times and penetrated into his nasal cavity. His overly sensitive sense of smell brought him a hint of pain.
Baimao stood in front of the cold iron gate, unable to describe his feelings. It was clearly him who locked him up with his own hands, and he wanted to teach Tofu Man a lesson.
After a long pause, he finally couldn't stand the stench anymore, took out the black mask and bite device from his pocket, and put them on again without hesitation.
There was still a battle in the distance, with fierce noises and the flash of gunfire.
clang--
The white-haired killer picked up his big guillotine and threw it on the ground. He sat cross-legged at the door of the interrogation room, with his broad back leaning against the dark iron door, like a stone statue guarding a place.
He just sits at the door, waiting for this tofu man to reflect on himself, and then he will let him out.
During this time, if anyone approaches the torture chamber...
The white-haired killer tightly grasped the large guillotine on the ground, and dried blood was solidified on the huge and sharp blade.
In the torture chamber
With the sound of the door slamming, the light was swallowed by darkness, and Su Yi fell into the pitch-black darkness where he couldn't see his hand in front of him, and couldn't see anything.
Ta-la.
The life-saving system lit up a light at the right time, suspended in the air. The warm yellow light illuminated the surroundings, bringing a little warmth to Su Yi.
The walls around the interrogation room are made of steel, which are colder than ordinary concrete walls. They are hung with whips, pliers, wooden shackles... and many other terrifying torture instruments.
Su Yi observed them and found that these torture instruments were stained with dried black blood and traces of flesh, and gave off a musty smell. They must have been used before, but not for a long time.
He continued to walk inside. The interrogation room was not small, and the whole space exuded a cold and gloomy atmosphere.
When he walked to the innermost part, Su Yi saw a scarlet... electric chair against the wall!
The back and seat of the chair were all painted red, like an electric execution chair stained with blood. Su Yi timidly took a half step back, not daring to approach rashly, and observed first.
This electric chair is a little different from ordinary electric chairs. It is surrounded by very complicated circuits. A semicircular cover is hung above the back of the chair, like the evaporator hood used in a barber shop to maintain long hair.
Su Yi guessed that this should be the helmet cover connected to the brain. Is dadada88 here to find this thing?
Life-saving system: "Automatically checked the environment around the electric chair for my wife. No danger was found. You can go forward to check!"
Su Yi took a few steps closer. The red paint on the electric chair reflected a bright light under the light. He gently reached out and tentatively touched the switch next to the armrest of the electric chair. It was made of cold iron and there was nothing unusual.
"Can I turn it on and take a look?" Su Yi asked the life-saving system.
"Checking the circuit... Detected, this circuit is a one-way closed loop. No one can control it from the outside. It is a safe circuit. Honey, you can try it."
Click.
Su Yi pressed the switch. He intuitively felt that this was not a simple electric chair for execution. If it was really just a torture device for killing people, there would be no need for dadada88 to come here specially, and there would be no need for this electric chair to be equipped with such a complicated circuit.
In addition, there was a helmet cover connected to the brain hanging on the back of the chair. Su Yi guessed that this was most likely a high-tech device disguised as an electric chair.
[Ding Dong——]
The electric chair suddenly sounded a warning tone, like the voice of some kind of AI in a technological product:
【Welcome to log in】
A large screen popped up in the void, and Su Yi saw a line of blue words on it:
[Username - Thriller]
...It's like the page when a computer starts up and logs in.
Thriller, an English word, means: a thriller novel, a thriller, or something that makes people shudder.
Su Yi thought, the word Thriller comes from Thrill (thriller, tension, shudder), English words with er at the end usually refer to things or people, and are used as nouns (for example, Teacher, Singer, Photographer).
Since this world is called [Thriller Murder Script], in this context, the name Thriller can perhaps be interpreted as: thriller things, that is, [Thriller Murder Script] itself, or as: [Thriller], the person who created [Thriller Murder Script].
If this is really the case... Su Yi's eyes were fixed on the screen, and his pupils reflected the user name on the screen. If he logged in with this account, he would probably see something really incredible, and it would be worth it for dadada88 to come in.
【Please take a seat before logging in】
A prompt popped up on the screen, and the seat of the electric chair lit up with a bright red light.
Su Yi clenched his fingertips, as if to give himself courage, sit on it?... No one can predict what will happen?
His mind replayed his past life like a kaleidoscope of memories: loneliness, dullness, emptiness, boredom... All of these were false memories created by this unknown Thriller to prevent him from finding his true self.
Su Yi clenched his slender fingers into fists and made up his mind. He took a deep breath, walked quickly to the electric chair, turned around, and sat on it.
…so cold!
Su Yi retracted his legs. The electric chair was not emitting any electricity, and there were no signs of danger for the time being. He endured the coldness and sat up straight, placing his hands on both sides of the armrests.
【Please enter your login password】
The screen in front of you automatically jumps to the next page.
The strange thing is that there is no blank line for entering the password on this page, and there is only a backward arrow after the prompt →
What does this mean? The password cannot be entered until the next page?
Su Yi reached out his hand with doubt and clicked the arrow with his fingertips →
[I believe you are ready to enter the password]
The next page suddenly popped up this nonsensical sentence, followed by a line:
[Please enter the __th set of password]
In that horizontal line, Su Yi saw two numbers rolling rapidly.
He observed it carefully. What is this... The system randomly draws numbers from 05-15 and requires the registrant to quickly answer the password corresponding to this number?
His heart instantly lifted up, and before Su Yi had time to get nervous, suddenly, the numbers on the screen stopped!
The first digit is 1, the second digit is 2...
[Beep!] A bright red reminder popped up on the screen:
[Please start entering the 12th password within two seconds]
[Otherwise it will be regarded as illegal login, your actions will be reported to the main system, and you will not be able to try to log in again]
Please enter: ___________________
There was a long horizontal line on the screen for the user to fill in, and a fast countdown was hung in the upper right corner: 0.1 seconds, 0.2 seconds, 0.3 seconds...
If you don't start entering your password within two seconds, everything is over!
Once reported to the main system, the light screen system can immediately execute him through means such as collar bombs.
At this critical moment, Su Yi suddenly had an idea and immediately thought of the notebook.
Someone drew a Pascal's triangle inside and left a message: [Unknown nth power?].
Su Yi could recognize that this person's handwriting... was his own.
He couldn't understand it at that time, but now, sitting in front of the electric chair, he understood everything. The so-called [unknown nth power] refers to this set of random passwords!
Since it is a system extraction, no one knows which set of passwords will be drawn, so the diary can only express it as [Unknown].
As for [nth power?], combined with the characteristics of Pascal's triangle, the coefficients in the expansion of (a+b) to the nth power? correspond to each term in the (n+1)th row of the Pascal's triangle in turn.
Therefore, if you draw the nth password, the password you enter is each number in the (n+1)th row of Pascal's triangle.
The number Su Yi drew was [12], the 12th set of passwords. The password he should enter is the (12+1)th row of Pascal's triangle, which is every number in the 13th row.
This password is really... very tricky. The logon user must start entering the password within two seconds. If he is not careful and enters every number in the 12th row, he will be finished.
If you don't get the key information in the notebook in advance and only have two seconds to think, no matter how smart a person is, it would be impossible for him to deduce the password by on-the-spot reasoning.
All the thinking was done in a flash.
At 0.5 seconds and 0.6 seconds, the life-saving system quickly retrieved Yang Hui's trigonometric number sequence and placed it in front of Su Yi for him to see.
But just as it was called up, Su Yi was seen typing quickly on the screen:
1 12 66 220 495 792 924 792 495 220 66 12 1
When inputting, it is as smooth as flowing water, without wasting even a millisecond.
The life-saving system saw its master lowering his head with his neck slightly bent, revealing the graceful curves of a swan. Su Yi held his breath and concentrated, his fingertips continuously typing out numbers. His serious look was very moving, as if the only things left in the world were him, the numbers, and the speed of his thinking.
The life-saving system smiled secretly in its heart. Yes, in mathematics, my wife doesn't need its help at all. That is Su Yi's unique field.
When the first digit 1 of the password is entered, the two-second countdown in the upper right corner disappears and is replaced by a 60-second countdown. The logger must enter the password within one minute.
The 13th row of numbers in Pascal's triangle, the whole password is: 1126622049579292479249522066121, Su Yi entered it smoothly.
Before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, he heard the life-saving system complaining in his mind, as if to ease his tension:
"They actually set such a complicated password. They are really cunning! There must be a very important secret hidden in it. Even if they openly announce this password, who would have thought that this is Yang Hui's triangle!"
"Eh? Really?" Su Yi asked hesitantly, "Isn't this... a Pascal's triangle?"
Life-saving system: "..."
While they were talking, the page in front of them changed automatically, and a line of white words popped up:
【Congratulations, you have logged in successfully! 】
Su Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Now, he can manipulate the screen with ease.
This page is just like using a computer. There are many files on the desktop, all named in English, and some have abbreviations that I can't understand.
Su Yi searched through them one by one, and suddenly, the name of a folder caught his attention:
[Connect test]
Connection test...
For electronic products, connection generally refers to WiFi, but they now live in a virtual world full of codes, and there is no real WiFi network signal at all.
When Su Yi saw [Connection Test], the first thing that came to his mind was the connection of small-account players like miuki233. When talking into the phone, it would switch to a completely different person.
Double-click -[Connect test] to open the folder. A long list of file numbers will pop up in front of you, extending from 1234.
The file suffix was a format that Su Yi didn't recognize, and there was no thumbnail to view. He tried to click: 1.
Suddenly, the entire screen went black?:
[Beep! Warning! Helmet not being worn detected]
[Please wear a helmet before logging in]
Su Yi hesitated for a moment, then reached out and pulled down the helmet cover. As soon as his hand touched it, the instructions for use automatically popped up on the screen:
[After wearing the helmet, you will be immersed in brain waves. Please make sure you are in an absolutely safe environment.]
...absolutely safe.
Su Yi held the helmet cover and looked through the interrogation room towards the door.
There was a tiny gap between the door and the ground, with a little light coming through at both ends, but the middle seemed to be blocked by something, and it was a dark patch.
This means that the murderer Bai Ye outside did not leave. He has been sitting at the door, guarding the interrogation room.
At this moment, Su Yi suddenly understood the role of this Bai Ye as the system NPC.
The only purpose of his existence is to kill dadada88 in advance in this copy, so that he can obtain the access card, bring him into the interrogation room, and then cooperate with the rest of Bai Ye inside and outside to block those who come to hinder him, ensuring that he can explore the real secrets in the interrogation room undisturbed and absolutely safely.
In the Bai Ye they have met so far, Su Yi has not yet heard the complete story of the magician and the story of Mr. Bai, but at least they still have the opportunity, self-awareness, and can tell him about their past experiences.
However, this murderer Bai Ye has become a system NPC. He has no memories, no self-awareness, and doesn't want to say anything.
He knows nothing. He is just a mechanical system NPC, acting as a murderous boss here, waiting for the moment to execute the mission.
Even though NPC Bai Ye himself was completely unaware of the situation and couldn't understand it at all, he just felt that he had locked up the disobedient player he had just captured in the torture chamber as a punishment.
Somehow, he had already become a small cog in a huge [plan], turning diligently and pushing destiny forward.
Su Yi's heart was filled with indescribable feelings. Everything was arranged just right. In places he couldn't see, perhaps there were more small gears in the day and night turning silently, pushing him forward.
Tick-tick——
Su Yi put the helmet cover on his head with force, and the circuits were connected one by one. He felt a shudder and his whole body was numb as if he had been electrocuted, but he could still bear it...
Sizzle…sizzle…
I heard some noises in my head. At first, they were very loud, but gradually they became quieter. The electrical signals began to resonate with the brain waves, and soon the electric chair gave a prompt:
【Logged in as Thriller, connection successful】
Su Yi opened his eyes, the interrogation room disappeared, the screen disappeared, or rather... it was as if the dimensional wall was broken, and he himself entered the screen.
Countless files surrounded him in 3D. Su Yi turned around and kept checking, and finally found the file numbered 1.
He double-clicked again to open it——
[Loading, first connection experiment record]
The voice of AI surrounded his ears. At the same time, Su Yi heard the life-saving system broadcasting:
[Clearing code <[insert,f1％￥2a3#*@k-098eww!#]>]
This sounds like a string of garbled codes, but Su Yi could tell that Insert means insert. Does it mean that this string of code is of the insert type?
And in that string of garbled characters, there are four English letters: fake, which together mean fake, false.
A false memory code inserted into his mind?
Su Yi suddenly remembered that when he stole the notebook, the combination lock had rusted off, but he still had to install the combination lock and use the password 3121 to see the real contents of the notebook.
The life-saving system explained that this was because the notebook was covered with a layer of [covering] code. Only by installing a combination lock and entering 3121 would this layer of [covering] code be cleared, allowing people to see the real content.
The same goes for his own memory. In his real brain, these false memories created by the code do not exist at all. When he comes into contact with something, he can clear the [false memory] code and immediately restore the original memory.
Swish——
Su Yi felt a white flash in front of his eyes and a sharp pain came from his head!
Before he could make a sound, he smelled disinfectant.
A familiar feeling came over me, and the severe pain gradually subsided. Soon, it was accompanied by a refreshing feeling of clarity of mind and consciousness.
His brain seemed like a computer that had just been cleared of garbage and viruses, it was clean and had a perfect score on the system manager's physical examination. Su Yi closed his eyes and felt that his thinking speed was faster than before.
jingle--
The disinfectant smelled very bad at the tip of his nose. He knew it was a hospital as soon as he smelled it. Su Yi was a little reluctant to open his eyes, but he heard the sound of wind chimes in his ears.
It's very pleasant, ethereal and quiet, which makes people feel calm. I wonder who hung it on the windowsill.
Finally, Su Yi gently opened his eyes amid the sound of wind chimes.
He saw white walls, a white bed, and a white porcelain sterilizing tray.
Another white hospital.
I felt as if I was immersed in another holographic world. The interrogation room, the screen, and the electric chair had all disappeared.
It seems that no matter what the memory is, he is always lying sick in bed.
Su Yi blinked a little boredly, and soon saw a pop-up prompt in the void:
[The first connection experiment record, playing]
...I don't know what will happen in the connection experiment, but it's definitely not a good thing.
Su Yi propped up the bed sheet with his hands and tried to get off...
Suddenly, my fingertips touched the hot body temperature!
There's someone by the bed!
Su Yi was startled. He had long been accustomed to lying alone in the hospital bed, watching other patients being taken care of by their relatives, silently and without saying a word.
But now, unlike his false memories, he was no longer lying alone on the cold hospital bed.
A person gradually emerged in my mind.
Su Yi turned his head slowly, wanting to confirm what he was thinking, but was afraid that the facts might not be as he expected...
He turned very slowly, and the joints of his neck moved one step at a time like a little robot without oil. At the end of the turn, Su Yi finally saw clearly the guy sleeping beside his bed.
The man rested one hand on the bed with his head on his elbow, and his other hand was stretched into the quilt of his bed, trying to feel his condition at all times.
The afternoon sun outside the window shines on this man, outlining the edges of his hair on his forehead, his raised shoulders and his broad back.
It’s…Bai Ye!
In real memory, the real white night.
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