Setting fifty-six: the supernatural research community (eight)

Cooking with chemicals such as hydrogen, fluorine, sulfur, and iodine, not to mention dark cooking, is not even "cooking".

This is obviously a puzzle.

Shan Ziwei feels tricky. He doesn't know anything about chemistry-because he didn't even graduate from junior high school. To be more precise, he was stricken by nymphosis in junior high school, and naturally he didn't come into contact with chemistry only in third school. Although the parents also asked for tutoring later, the hopelessness gradually disappeared. Then, Shan Ziwei inadvertently opened the "Introduction to Programming Language", and has never set foot on the road of game worker and programmer ape.

Therefore, Wei Zi, not to mention chemical reactions and chemical equations, has not even seen the periodic table of the elements several times.

Fortunately, he is not fighting alone. Shan Zi Wei looked at his companion, and then found a bit of a horror that the others didn't know when to collectively stare at him.

Shan Ziwei :? ? ?

The two sides stared at each other with big eyes, and eventually Rose's blood said, "What's your opinion?"

Shan Ziwei quickly shook his head. "I don't understand chemistry."

It seemed a little surprised to hear Rose's blood. She looked at Hyacinth, and then Hyacinth stepped forward and said, "I have an idea, let's see if there is any problem."

Girl in glasses holds a tray with dark shadows.

"There are water, acetic acid, glucose, hydrogen, fluorine, sulfur, and iodine. It seems to be used for cooking, but Heiying never said exactly: must use these reagents for cooking. It is all a guide Sexually, the only certainty is, 'You can use whatever you have in the kitchen.' "A flash of light flashed from the glasses, and the hyacinth resolutely said:" Thus, these reagents are just a clue, the real material is hidden in the kitchen. "

List Wei sweeps the kitchen. They are in a 21st-century modern kitchen with cabinets, stoves, counters and refrigerators.

Hyacinth came to the refrigerator and pulled the door. The air conditioner came out head-on, and under the built-in light of the refrigerator, all kinds of ingredients appeared in front of everyone.

Hyacinth continued: "The symbols for the chemical elements of hydrogen, fluorine, sulfur, and iodine are h, f, s, i ..."

Hearing those chemical element symbols, Wei Wei also reacted immediately. He watched the hyacinth stoop and open the drawer at the bottom of the refrigerator to take out something slightly fishy.

"Change the order, it's fish-fish."

Hyacinth is a yellow croaker, Shan Ziwei fully understands, plus the remaining hints of acetic acid, glucose, etc., what they want to do is already ready.

"Sweet and sour fish," Hyacinth concluded, "this is my guess."

very exciting. Shan Zi Wei Gang gave a praise in his heart, and saw the hyacinth look at it with an inquiry.

Shan Zi Wei froze and suddenly understood: about the last black shadow puzzle left everyone a strong psychological shadow, resulting in hyacinth even if his logic is clear and his thinking is clear, he should consult his opinions. In a sense, he can be regarded as a sister?

Shan Ziwei immediately stated: "I have no opinion."

Hyacinth breathed a sigh of relief, put the yellow croaker on the cutting board, washed his hands in the sink, and then ... backed away.

"Sister Qiang and I didn't study 'cooking skills'," she said.

In other words, they don't cook.

This was too common in Earth 83 years. Due to the existence of the earth management system, all specialized talents and resources can be used to the maximum, so the division of human labor is becoming more and more clear. After completing elementary education at elementary, intermediate, and advanced levels, federal citizens can choose a skill to pursue. Human energy is limited. If you only specialize in one area, people who waste materials can become elite. Therefore, everyone who has studied "cooking skills" is a **** of food, and homes that have not studied "cooking skills" will not even have a kitchen. It's not expensive, the kitchen is simply a place setting.

Shan Ziwei's eyes shook from the unscrupulous pearl milk tea to the careless host. He sighed helplessly, stepped forward to open the refrigerator, and took out the onions, **** and other spices.

Fortunately, in the past, he became more accustomed to self-reliance. At least, he lighted up the skill of cooking. Although he can't say that he is proficient, the things he made can still be imported. And this is still his favorite sweet and sour fish, is one of his specialty dishes, should be able to handle tasks.

Shan Ziwei tried to pull the cabinet under the washstand. Before the investigation, Qiangwei was locked, but now it can be opened as expected. Lister Weila opened the cabinet, and saw the knives in it at first glance: mulberry knives, slicing knives, wenwu knives ... There were almost everything, any Jun chooses.

Shan Wei took out a mulberry knife and a flower knife, which were used to remove the scales and belly. He quietly came forward and received the flower knife in the toy box. In this regard, Heiying has nothing special to say, still waiting frantically to serve.

List Wei breathed a sigh of relief, skillfully handled the fish, and smeared it with raw flour. The only thing that made him feel uncomfortable was that the host did not walk away after taking the knife, but waited behind him and looked closely.

Shan Ziwei's interpersonal distance was twice as small as that of ordinary people. He couldn't help looking back, trying to make the host farther away from him, but ran into an abyss. The man's eyes were always half-rippling like the standing water in the deep mountains, as if nothing could reach the eyes of the young brunette. However, at this time, the man's dark eyes under his black hair were extremely bright, and his gaze stared at him almost invadingly.

Staring at such a sight, Shan Ziwei even felt that his soul was penetrated. He was like a silly rabbit stared at by a lame panther. Although the other party had no intention of hunting, as long as he dared to move forward , The other party does not mind giving yourself a meal.

Never seen a man make sweet and sour fish? Shan Ziwei murmured in his heart. He didn't dare to ask the host about the strange shape. The strong sense of crisis pierced his brain like a needle, warning him not to explore more.

A flower idiot turned her head silently, pretending that nothing had happened and continued cooking.

Soon, a plate of sweet and sour fish was finished. The sweet juice was poured on the fried yellow croaker, which caused the index finger to move.

Looking at the fragrant sweet and sour fish, Shan Ziwei secretly took a sip of water. One was that he hadn't made it for a long time. The other was to wonder if the taste of the food in the game was different from the actual food.

"Ah, that's great." Heiying's lowered mouth finally picked up a bit, and he reached for the sweet and sour fish. "I'll give it to the Lord ..."

One hand lifted the sweet and sour fish one step before the black shadow. The host held the sweet and sour fish loose, and the plate of sweet and sour fish disappeared into the air-he actually received the sweet and sour fish in his toy box. Already.

Shan Ziwei was still in a daze and didn't speak. Rose blood on one side raised her willow eyebrows, "What are you doing?"

The host glanced up at Roseblood, and that was taken for granted--what's wrong with the king taking everything from his own territory?

"I monopolized him." The host said, it was a very ordinary bland tone, but it contained the strength that made Rose's blood scare. "His people, his dishes, everything he belongs to me."

When is it still playing in relationship? Rose Blood wanted to say so, but the girl's delicate mind sensitively discovered that something was wrong: No, no, no, that was not an "exclusive" relationship at all, but the real desire for exclusivity.

Monopoly, monopoly desire is just a word difference, but it has a completely different meaning. One can be a formal, superficial behavior, but the other is a genuine desire from the bottom of the heart-a desire that no one can intervene in and meddle in general.

Rose blood only found her voice for a long time: "Don't forget the mission!"

Without sweet and sour fish, how can they make a difference?

The host's next action answered Rose Blood, he opened the refrigerator and took out a yellow croaker, walked to the liquid counter to scale and belly-the young brunette was obviously trying to make a plate of sweet and sour fish again.

Hyacinth hurried: "Some time is too late ..."

They solved the puzzle in 3 minutes, and Shan Wei took about 10 minutes to cook. Now there are less than 8 minutes left at 7:00.

As if the host didn't hear the doubts from the girls, he applied the ingredients step by step, opened the pan and fried fish. The whole process was flowing, and his skill was even sharper than that of professional chefs.

The dark-haired young can't be said to be pleasing to the eye, because there can only be one adjective in everyone's mind: norms. He is really too standardized, like the most sophisticated machinery, compressing all steps to the extreme-the extreme that will go wrong as long as 1 millisecond-and execute it, people can only watch overwhelmingly.

In the last 30 seconds, a plate of sweet and sour fish that can be displayed on the menu is placed in front of the black shadow.

"I'll take it to the master."

Heiying left with excitement and sweet and sour fish. Everyone looked at the host with strange eyes. The host's hand just shocked them.

Is this guy a senior chef in reality? Shanzi Wei secretly thought, he actually wanted to return the sweet and sour fish he made, and he was taken away by the host with a sense of shame. However, before he spoke, his instincts had told him: "Heartbroken boy, you Have you ever seen a rabbit successfully **** food from a tiger?

The scene was quiet for a while, and in the embarrassing atmosphere visible to the naked eye, Hei Ying returned happily. Its mouth finally changed from a crying convex to a concave depression. Seeing this, the big rock in the players' hearts fell to the ground. It seems that the puzzle solving task has been successfully completed this time. Judging from the results, it can be said that everyone is happy, and only Wei Wei did a single useless job. Seeing that he responded to a lot of squares sp, a flower idiot could not say anything.

"The host is very satisfied, saying that this is much more delicious than people." Hei Ying said without saying something terrible, and then took something out of his body and put it on the stove. "This is a reward for you."

Everyone looked around. It was two sheets of paper, exactly two structural drawings of the house, which clearly showed the layout of the ancient Manda house.

The first drawing is marked "first floor" at the bottom, bedrooms, power distribution rooms, and living rooms from left to top, and bedrooms, bathrooms, kitchens, and dining rooms from top to bottom. Shan Ziwei's eyes fell on the irregular edge at the top of the drawing. This structural drawing was obviously torn apart brutally—no, it should be said that both structural drawings were torn apart and the bottom of the second drawing was damaged. To make matters worse, even a small part of the floor label and house layout are missing.

One drawing was torn open at the top and one was torn down at the bottom. Comparing the paper quality and size of the two drawings, Shan Wei speculated that they used to be most likely a single drawing. I do n’t know who was in the middle. For what purpose was torn away.

Past game experience tells him that there is definitely a pit in the torn place in the middle. Shan Ziwei began to look at the second drawing. The second drawing obviously depicts the second floor of the Manda mansion, and there are three rooms on the left from top to bottom. The layout of the guest rooms, from the top to the bottom, are the study, entertainment room, and study *-the drawings are cut from the section below "Xi". It is speculated that there should be words such as "room" and "room".

Seeing this, Shan Zi Wei Xin gave a snorting sound-this really looks like the horror decryption game he once played! The house layout is not exactly the same, but at least 80% of the places overlap!

Following the jailbreaking tattoo, Shan Ziwei discovered that a loyal fan of the horror game was hidden in the game production team-you must know that the horror game is a pixel game made by rpg masters. Compared to Trilobites, the unknown game designer can even find out and play, not only playing but also used in "role-playing", he absolutely loves that game!

Shan Zi Weiben wanted to say it, but thinking about it makes sense? Except for the similar layout of the houses, there seems to be nothing to match. The story background and puzzle solving elements of this round of the puzzle game are completely different. The unknown game maker feels like playing a game.

Even if he could tell the layout of all the houses according to the horror game, the construction of the house now would not make sense.

"There is this one here and here." Qiang Blood said to the second floor study, study *, and the adjacent bedroom and toilet in the upper right corner of the first floor. "We have seen other places except these few places. "

"The drawings are very clear. The obstacle-free learning room next to the wall is most suitable for playing 'touch the wall'. The paper and pens needed for 'pen fairy' must be in the study, but these two rooms are currently locked. We The only thing currently playing is 'hide and seek'. "

She glanced at the host lightly. "The knife is in your hand. Go to the cabinet in the guest room on the second floor to find the doll, and we can start the second round of magic games."

Hearing the word "spiritual games", Pearl Milk Tea, who had been silent for a while, trembled, and walked out first. The others stunned and immediately chased them up.

The moment someone walked out of the kitchen, a harsh ringing of the phone rang suddenly.

"Ling Ling Ling ~~~ Ling Ling Ling ~~~ Ling Ling Ling ~~~"

Shan Ziwei felt that his eardrums were going to be scraped off, and the ringtone was so loud that the whole room could be heard. Not only the hot ears, but also the stubborn hair.

At this time ... who else will call this haunted house ...

Everyone blocked their ears in unison, staring frightenedly at the living room across from the side. On the coffee table in the living room, a bronze rotary dial phone trembled fiercely.

"Ling Ling Ling ~~~ Ling Ling Ling ~~~ Ling Ling Ling ~~~"

I don't know if it's an illusion. The phone rang louder than the sound. The people at the scene glanced at each other and saw the fear in the eyes of both sides.

As I just said, the caller at this time ... I'm afraid it's not human ...

"Ling Ling Ling ~~~ Ling Ling Ling ~~~ Ling Ling Ling ~~~"

The bell echoed recklessly in the ancient house, and the hyacinth changed from covering her ears to covering her mouth. The life-like bell sounded like shivering her internal organs. Shan Zi Wei gritted his teeth and was ready to answer the phone. A man moved to the living room faster than he did.

The host looked down at the phone on the coffee table. This is a very old-style telephone. There is no callback key, no hands-free key. To answer the call, you can only pick up the microphone and put it in your ear to listen. None of these made him hesitate, and the host stooped to pick up the microphone and put it firmly in his ear.

Suddenly, the phone ringing through the house stopped.

Others couldn't hear the sound, and could only watch the host's expression with eager eyes, for fear of witnessing a **** case the next moment.

With everyone holding their breath, the dark-haired young man quietly listened to the phone for a while, then put the microphone back without any fluctuations, and everything was as flat as fake.

Shan Wei asked, "What do you hear?"

"A man, asking for help," host said succinctly, "he said his wife was dead, and when it comes to the murderer ... awkwardly."

The last "crowd" was very light, but Shan Ziwei immediately thought of the moment when similu of milk tea died: a clang, a slick head, rolled down with bones.

It was so terrible to hear the recount alone. Shan Ziwei covered the goosebumps on his arm. He couldn't understand the calmness of the host.

Rose Blood and others came over, and before they had time to speak, a new brush setting quickly grabbed everyone's attention with very harsh and cruel content.

[Setting 4: You / your companion has triggered a ghost call. When the phone rings in the future, no one will answer within 1 minute. The unsatisfied spirits will appear and kill the living one by one until no one survives. . (00:00:05)] 2k novel reading network