Right and wrong prison is a very strange place. It is said to be a prison, but more like a school. Its only theme is - to solve the problem, as long as you can't do it to death, do it to death.
All the questions here have only two answers, yes or no, hence the name "Right and Wrong Prison".
The prison is easy to enter and difficult to exit, and the NPCs are very special. They are all robots with a very industrial style. They are not covered in bionic skin, so you can tell at a glance that they are robots, patrolling various areas with "particle guns" in their hands, acting as prison guards.
The warden of the prison is the mastermind, the big boss among the NPCs, and is placed in the small white building in the southeast corner.
Apart from this, there are no other NPCs in the prison.
All the prisoners, except for Yan Fei and Su Huizhi, who accidentally slipped into the gap, are "settings" without concreteness like a silent neighborhood. For example, the inmate in Yan Fei's bed is obviously left-handed, and he always puts his things on the left side, and he has considerable mysophobia.
The announcement rang, and today's recess activities were about to begin again, which was called "window play" for short.
Yan Fei avoided the bed of the mysophobic inmate and walked towards the door. The robot prison guard came to open the door, put his hand on the electronic lock on the door, and with a soft "beep" sound, the door opened.
"Please go to the square to gather in ten minutes." The robot's voice was emotionless, but Su Huizhi was still there on the radio.
There is a secret code of communication hidden in the words.
Yan Fei and Su Huizhi are both core members of the Qi Phase Bureau, especially Su Huizhi. He is the pillar of the broadcast department. If he does not show up for a long time, it will definitely cause trouble. Logically speaking, they should not waste time in prison and would choose not to get into the car as much as possible, or find a way to leave before entering the prison.
But there were other passengers on the bus, some who got on the bus halfway like them, and some who were transported from the court and had already been "sentenced." If you don't go to prison and go back with a trial, the results will be very bad.
For the sake of those passengers, Yan Fei and Su Huizhi had to take a trip to the prison. Now Yan Fei just hopes that those passengers are smart enough to remember what he told them before getting off the bus, follow the instructions and not make arbitrary decisions.
While thinking, Yan Fei followed the robot prison guard around the corner and entered another long corridor.
The lights in the prison are dim and there are no windows. The atmosphere is depressing and the slightest movement can create an echo. There is also a robot NPC standing at the door of a cell in front. While Yan Fei frowned slightly, a boy wearing black-rimmed glasses stumbled out. His hair was wet and dripping with water. His clothes, especially his shoulders and neck, were all wet, as if someone had pushed his head into the water. It's the same as in the tank, especially miserable.
"Please gather at the square within ten minutes."
"The sun is shining brightly today. Inmates going to the square must remember to wear sunscreen..."
The urging voice of the robot prison guard and Su Huizhi's voice sounded at the same time, one cold and one hot, showing completely different textures. The man with glasses was one of the passengers in the car. He looked panicked. The moment he saw Yan Fei, his eyes burst with surprise, but his legs were weak and he leaned against the wall, breathing heavily, as if he couldn't move.
Yan Fei probably guessed that he had broken some rules in the cell, so he walked over calmly, picked up his arm with one hand, and led him forward without any doubt.
Just as the boy was about to speak, Yan Fei said: "Don't make any noise, just listen to me."
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Although Yan Fei's expression was cold and hard, at this moment, it was this coldness that made the boy's panic calm down again, and his legs became less weak. He took a deep breath, nodded, and took the initiative to follow him forward.
They didn't meet any other passengers along the way. There were many divisions in the prison, so everyone was spread out and could only meet in the square. And just when they went around a few turns, walked through a long corridor, and finally walked from the dark indoors into the open square——
Yan Fei's face changed slightly when he saw the people standing in the square.
I saw a few people standing scattered in the square, two of them were passengers, and one was a stranger. He was tall, wearing an old leather jacket, and his hair was slightly messy.
When Yan Fei came, he heard footsteps and turned back. The face was against the light, making it difficult to see clearly, but the missing ear was very conspicuous.
"Su Qin."
Yan Fei called out his name in a deep voice.
On the other side, Shangfang City.
Yan Yueming was busy for a long time without being able to sit down and take a sip of water. Everyone hurriedly hurried and finally evacuated Heping Street before midnight. By the time the last resident left, the fluctuating moment had passed halfway, and the careful monitoring device placed at No. 14 Heping Street also turned on a warning red light.
Dong Xiaoyin arrived in a hurry, and she also brought another thing - the sand table that Yan Fei brought back from the Duke's Castle. Su Huizhi named it "Ganges Star Number".
The sand table is a communication prop, and the sand inside can flow into the shape of characters under certain conditions.
This was the first time Yan Yueming saw this sand table. It was round and as big as a millstone. The sand was white and seemed light and flowing, but miraculously it would not spill out of the sand table.
Dong Xiaoyin took the sand table into the room in the backyard of No. 14 and waved to Yan Yueming to signal him to come over. Yan Yueming understood, closed the door, turned around and asked, "Have the characters been deciphered?"
"Yes, Team Yan brought back all the red cube magic patterns that could be found from the Lost City. The research institute worked overtime and finally got results." Dong Xiaoyin put the sand table on the coffee table in the living room, "Come and take a look.
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Yan Yueming went over to take a look and found ripples flowing on the sand. It's not the kind of ripples that the wind blows across the lake, nor is it the kind of circular ripples that a simple stone throws into the water, it's more like...
Soundwave!
Dong Xiaoyin: "After entering the fluctuation moment, the sand begins to flow, and it becomes significantly intensified after arriving here. The fluctuation moment should be its fixed transmission time, and only at this time is the signal open."
Yan Yueming: "Then the signal is connected, how do we make this call?"
"Use this." Dong Xiaoyin said, taking out a gold needle from his pocket. The gold needle looks like a needle but not a needle. It is thin at one end and thick at the other. It is about one finger long and has no pinhole.
Yan Yueming recognized it at just one glance. The collection number 039 in area A2 of the storage center came from the Golden Kingdom. The storage center is very large, and it is impossible for Yan Yueming to remember everything in it, but there are only a few gaps that he has been to and knows about, and he will have a deeper impression of the things in these gaps. It is said that this needle is not simply polished with gold, but grows on the trees of the Golden Kingdom, the leaves of coniferous trees.
Dong Xiaoyin knew from the look on his face that he recognized him, so she didn't explain much and just pricked her fingertips with the thin end of the gold needle, letting the fingertips overflow.
Out of deep red blood.
The next second, she quickly wrote on the sand table with blood. The complex and mysterious characters gradually took shape in her hands, and her movements were like flowing clouds and water, done in one go.
Yan Yueming was worried that her act of writing in blood would have an impact on her body, but she also didn't dare to disturb her, for fear of wasting all her efforts, so she could only open her eyes and look carefully, for fear of missing any detail.
The writing process was actually very short, but in just over ten seconds, Dong Xiaoyin stopped.
Yan Yueming quickly took out a band-aid and tissues from his pocket and handed them over, while still staring at the sand table. I saw that the blood-colored characters seemed to have magic power, exuding a special gem-like brilliance, and the red color was particularly bright.
He could confirm that this was definitely not how normal human blood should behave. He blinked, and the blood color began to fade again. It went from extremely strong to dim, and then completely disappeared, in just the blink of an eye.
"Is this passed on?" Yan Yueming then looked at Dong Xiaoyin.
"According to our inference, yes." Dong Xiaoyin wiped off the blood on her finger with a napkin, then applied the band-aid given by the caring little logistician, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and suddenly asked: "Do you know what message I sent? ?”
Yan Yueming couldn't understand those characters, so he shook his head honestly and said, "I don't know, what are they?"
Dong Xiaoyin also deliberately gave it away, "I asked the other party——"
Yan Yueming listened intently.
Dong Xiaoyin: "Are you there?"
Yan Yueming: "Huh?"
Dong Xiaoyin burst out laughing, "I'm just kidding, I'm just confirming the other party's identity. There is a high probability that the person opposite is your aunt or someone related to your aunt, but I can't reveal more information to the other party without confirmation. .”
Yan Yueming nodded, expressing understanding.
The beginning of this communication channel was when he found his aunt's small card collected by the president at Troublesome Unlimited Company. Then the Qi Bureau contacted the people who were leaving the meeting and confirmed that the small card contained the code passed by Don Qiao. Based on the code, they found the gap in the "Duke's Castle" and obtained the sand table. But there are no absolutes, and it’s better to be cautious.
He looked at the time again, it was already 23:58.
When the pointer crosses zero, "Today's Qi Phase" will be online on time. Because Su Huizhi was away and Xu Ling had already broadcast yesterday, another male anchor named Xu was broadcast today.
"Dear citizens and friends, have a good night at midnight."
"The following will tell you about today's gas phase."
"Article 1..."
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At the same time, Hu Di.
Q Tower got off the Yihong Boat and returned to its own hill tower. Xiaoqiu Pagoda looks like a seven-story exquisite pagoda from the outside. It is located in a bustling city and surrounded by high walls. The small hill tower, which is not too high and even a bit compact, is taken from the meaning of "hill". On each raised eaves corner, there are colorful glazed lanterns hanging. There is also a laser light ball on the top of the tower. Every night, when Q Tower is in a good mood, nearby residents can enjoy the most punk-style light show.
Q Tower also likes DJing.
But none of this matters.
The guards of the small hill tower are two clay figures, both with round faces and rosy cheeks. They wear double buns and beautiful skirts. One is wearing a scarlet shirt embroidered with golden peaches, and the other is wearing azure clothes embroidered with loquats.
They always held umbrellas. When they saw Q Tower coming back, they rushed to greet him and greeted him delicately, "National Master, you are back."
Q Tower nodded, held his hands behind his back, and walked into the small courtyard with his head held high.
The guards will not enter, because the Hill Tower only matches the height of the Q Tower, and the Nendoroid is shorter than normal humans, so there is no way to enter.
Xiaoqiu Tower is the territory of National Master Q Tower alone, and he never allows anyone to enter. Today he walked through the small door alone again, went all the way to the bedroom on the top floor, and walked to a sand table.
There were characters on the sand table. Q Tower glanced at it and stretched out his hand behind his back to scratch his chin. !
