Fanservice Paradox

Fang Jue Xia stunned for a second.

Obviously, he was still brainstorming at the moment. After calculating the cards and winning percentage of the two men in front of him, as soon as he heard Pei Tingsong, his high-speed brain malfunctioned.

He always fails because of Pei Tingsong.

"Slap--slap--" The applause interrupted Fang Juexia's thoughts.

I saw Xia Xiqing, who was standing on the side, let go and sighed, "Do you guys all play like this?"

Pei Tingsong said straightly, "That's not as good as you can play."

His words made Fang Juexia's thinking system work again. That's right, Pei Tingsong is just playing games. His speech has always been confusing. In fact, he is no different from Xia Xiqing.

No, he may still have a business component.

Seemingly sincere, but half a word is not credible.

"My knight ..." Fang Juexia put his face away, lowered his head and picked up the appointment form that he deliberately dropped on the table, and raised his mouth, "You said it, as if I were the killer who needed the protection of the black knight."

After finishing his speech, he raised his head and used his most basic and best expression management as Aidou to cover up his short panic. Just looking at Pei Tingsong was questioning and judging. "Like Brother Xi Qing, I do n’t quite believe it. Your identity as a knight. Despite his words, I dare not believe it casually. "

"Obviously, now you can't say anything about logic, so there is no behavior or speech to verify your logic. Unless you report your camp, nothing else will stand."

Obviously, Xia Xiqing had no choice to directly report his camp.

Hearing what he said, Pei Tingsong did not continue his childish rebuttal or fight, but instead calmly asked Fang Juexia's sudden questioning, "You don't believe me, it doesn't matter. Anyway, no one knows what is true or false, but there is always a first come first. . "

Fang Juexia's face still maintained a faint smile, calm tone, "It is you who took the initiative."

Whether it is Xia Xiqing or Pei Tingsong, the two fake knights seem to be arguing with each other. In fact, they are more of a side attack on the other side.

He said, looking down at the appointment form, the first name was written on the second line, "There are two knights, there are two knights, whether there is a killer in the water, no one can tell. . It seems that you all want to pull my ticket, but it makes me dare not act lightly. "

Fang Juexia's position made it clear. Xia Xiqing laughed instead, as if ruining the covenant between them was already a considerable gain. "You make sense." He put his hands in his hands, his face relaxed, "First understand the plot, or escape first." Go, the three of us are fighting like this, there is no need. There should be some time before the first round of voting, and then everyone will talk slowly. "

Pei Tingsong's eyes narrowed slightly, "That Xi Qing brother, you just found that clue about the plot in the back room."

At this point, it was clear to each other that no one was a fuel-efficient lamp, and it was troubling but suspicious. Xia Xiqing generously pulled out a booklet that he stuffed in his school uniform pants pocket, "Actually, I wanted to show you before," he gave Pei Tingsong a look, "But he just put his attention on saving you Forget about the puzzle. "

He handed out the book in his hand. "This is a medical record. The name on it is the same as that on my chest badge. It is early, and it sounds like a nickname or a pseudonym."

Fang Juexia took the medical record and opened it, all of which recorded symptoms related to mental illness.

[Name: Early Gender: Female Age: 17 years old]

Pei Tingsong first spotted the bright spot, "Hey, this gender is a girl."

Xia Xiqing glanced, "Really? Didn't pay attention, I think I'm good enough to make me cross-talk? Maybe it's a bad idea from the family of the screenwriter."

Fang Juexia's attention was focused on the medical record, and he said softly, "The patient was diagnosed with depression on February 10 due to depression, long-term insomnia, anxiety, mental depression, fear of social and physical contact, and is currently taking ..."

Just after listening to the beginning, Pei Tingsong pouted, "I don't look like myself."

Xia Xiqing laughed, "I'm especially suitable for this kind of miserable person."

"The time on this appointment form is March 2, that is to say, it may have come early ..." Fang Juexia glanced at Pei Tingsong, and he answered the conversation tacitly, "Dr. Tian."

"Yes, come to see Dr. Tian for a follow-up consultation, or some other psychotherapy." Fang Juexia looked at Xia Xiqing again, "Brother Xiqing, can we go to your room and see?"

"Of course. This room may be able to provide early plot clues." Xia Xiqing turned and led them past. "I was very strange at the beginning. The decoration of this room is quite small. It is not the same as the first season. It looks a bit. Cut corners. "

Indeed, as Xia Xiqing said, this room is unexpectedly simple. It can be called a sofa and a small coffee table. On the coffee table was a landline phone and a manual on mental health, and an oil painting that was taken down and placed on the sofa.

Seeing Fang Juexia looking down at the painting, Xia Xiqing said, "This is Van Gogh's" Garden ". I took him down to understand the mystery."

"Van Gogh ..." Pei Tingsong sat on the sofa and glanced at the wallpaper in this room, which was different from the blue wallpaper outside. It was pink here.

Fang Jue Xia Zi carefully observed this room and always felt something was wrong, "I thought at the beginning that every room is the same as the first season, each room is to restore the settings of the player's character, it is the room where they live and live. But now It does not seem."

Hearing what he said, Xia Xiqing lifted a schoolbag from the sofa and shook everything down onto the coffee table. "If you want to watch the player set, this should be the prop prepared by the program team."

On the coffee table were three or two brushes, a box of newly purchased unopened paint, high school textbooks and a leaflet for art training institutions. Fang Juexia squatted by the coffee table, subconsciously started to sort out these props, put them all neatly, and then looked at them one by one.

Pei Tingsong glanced around and guessed, "So this character is a 17-year-old female high school student who studies art. He has depression and comes to Dr. Tian's clinic for medical treatment."

"Not only that, you see this." Xia Xiqing opened the textbook and there was a suicide note that was torn and then glued back by him.

Fang Juexia glanced at it, it was indeed a girl's handwriting, beautiful and clean, but it was torn to pieces.

Xia Xiqing picked up the suicide note and read, "When you see this suicide note, I may have passed away forever. I tried to love this world in the past, but this world did not give me a trace of warmth. I know that those who have hurt People who have passed me will not change because of my departure, they will still hurt more children. Tearing our bodies with violence and crushing our childhood with authority. But at least at this last moment, I must stand up Reveal ... "

His voice came to an abrupt halt, and Pei Tingsong, who was still looking at the art training brochure, looked up. "What's wrong?"

"It's gone." Xia Xiqing put the suicide note down. "I didn't continue to write here. When I saw it, it was already a lot of fragments. The spelling was a complete piece of paper, but the suicide note was incomplete."

Pei Tingsong confirmed that he did not finish writing, "Will it be like this? This girl had thought about suicide before, so she wrote the suicide note in advance, but later she had other ideas and regretted it, so she tore the suicide note. . "

"This logic works." Xia Xiqing put down her suicide note. "I was thinking that her suicide note mentioned 'people who hurt her,' as well as 'tearing the body' and 'crushing childhood.' These words are probably indicative of her childhood. Received damage during the period. Will any of these players play the role of hurting her? "

Xia Xiqing's thinking also reminded Fang Juexia. In the past "Escape from Birth", the killer often corresponds to the murderer or the perpetrator in the plot. Following this line, the real killer may be found.

Found a tool to suggest the character's identity, what about this secret room? Is there any metaphor?

Fang Juexia looked around and found that this room didn't even have a bed.

"Brother Xi Qing ..."

Pei Tingsong sat aside, and when he heard Fang Juexia's subconscious name, he called Xia Xiqing's name. He also called an elder brother intimately. It wasn't the cold look when he was facing himself. Obviously these matters can also be discussed with him, but Fang Juexia just skipped him.

He could not describe what it was like, he just felt a little irritable.

Fang Juexia still asked Xia Xiqing, "Many rooms that escaped previously were bedrooms or study rooms. What do you think this room looks like?"

Xia Xiqing listened to his tone and noticed something. He looked carefully, and looked over the door connecting the consultation room, suddenly thought of something, "You want to say, this is the waiting room?"

"Yes." Fang Juexia nodded again and again. "It's just a conjecture." He held the appointment form and pointed at Pei Tingsong. "Xiao Pei is a psychiatrist Dr. Tian. You are a patient who came back after giving up the idea of ​​suicide. , As for why you are in the waiting room ... "

Pei Tingsong answered, "Because the person you are seeing now is you." He read out the first person on the appointment form, "Teacher Yan."

Fang Juexia nodded, that's why when they just clicked on the display of that door, the prompt sound will be that your consultation time is not over yet, please don't leave.

"Understood." Xia Xiqing laughed, "So, the rest of the players should be on this list." He read it in turn, "Teacher Yan, early, Xiaoxi, Zoe. That is to say, this time the players have a total of There are five. One psychologist, four patients. The teacher Yan who was seen was trapped in the consultation room with the psychologist, and the remaining three were separated in different waiting rooms. "

"It should be right." Fang Juexia stood up.

Pei Tingsong leaned his head back on the sofa, "but we are stuck here now, even if we can't figure out these things, it's useless, let's think about how to get out first."

"Otherwise, Xiao Pei will take a rest on the sofa first." Xia Xiqing blinked at Fang Juexia. "Me and Xiao Zhengjing should first find out how to unlock?"

Pei Tingsong straightened up again, like a puppy with hairs, "That won't work, what if you go out and shut me in?"

Xia Xiqing smiled, "How can we do such a thing?"

"Come on, Brother Xi Qing." Pei Tingsong twitched his lips. "You did this in the first season, or did it to our brother."

Fang Juexia didn't care about the mutual bar between the two, thinking about what Xia Xiqing just said, and whispered to himself. Every time he thought seriously, it would be like this, "There is no lock on that door, and I just reminded Say, my consultation time is not over and I cannot go out ... "

Wait.

The consultation time is not over, and the person waiting for the consultation is waiting next door.

Suddenly he thought of something, and was about to stand up, but his legs were squatting, and his legs were a little soft at first, and he couldn't control his way to the sofa, and almost fell to Pei Tingsong. Pei Tingsong quickly helped him, dragged him to sit beside him, and his mouth was not forgiving, "You are too easy to soften your legs."

Xia Xiqing laughed out of nowhere, unexpectedly following Pei Tingsong's words, "Yeah, his legs are soft before he does anything."

Pei Tingsong changed the topic, "By the way, what did you want to say when you just stood up suddenly?"

Fang Juexia didn't notice any problems. The whole person was tortured with legs and he couldn't think. Instead, Pei Tingsong released Fang Juexia's hand and moved to the other side.

Fang Juexia rubbed his leg and asked sideways, "Brother Xi Qing, you said that your secret room is relatively simple. Could it be that the writer deliberately deliberately?"

Xia Xiqing narrowed his eyes, thinking for a few seconds, and suddenly got the meaning of Fang Juexia, "You want to say, give me a simple secret room, hoping that I will enter your room early."

Pei Tingsong also realized, "The general logic should be to allocate the difficulty of the secret room according to the player's ability, to give you a simple secret room like this, and to trap both of our novices, just to guarantee you We can definitely come in and enter this clinic before we leave. "

Having said that, the three people stood up at the same time, and Pei Tingsong subconsciously helped Xiaxia. Fang Juexia raised her head and whispered, "My legs are not soft." Then he walked faster than anyone else.

So quickly, it is not soft, and it is dead.

In my opinion, Fang Jue feels the first hardest thing in summer, and the legs are hard and hard.

Pei Tingsong rolled his eyes at the back, but still followed Fang Juexia. Through the door connecting the two secret rooms, they came to the clinic of the former psychologist and stood in front of the black door.

"Hopefully we think we are right." Fang Juexia clicked on the dark display screen, and there was no sign of Greek letters on it. There was no reminder again that the consultation time had not yet ended.

But similarly, there were no new Greek letters or puzzles as they had imagined.

Just when Fang Juexia was puzzled, a new tone appeared.

"Hello, your consultation time is over, please follow the instructions to find the correct exit and leave the consultation room."

Sure enough, it's not that simple.

Only Pei Tingsong subconsciously grasped the words, "Export correctly ..."

Suddenly, the sound in the room sounded a narration announcement.

"Please note that two players have left the initialization room and come to the public area."

Such announcements will undoubtedly increase the psychological burden of other players. But Fang Juexia didn't feel much about it. Anyway, in general, the most difficult thing is to restore the public areas and plot.

Xia Xiqing ridiculed, "This room is really difficult, and the levels are trivial. You guys are out of luck. It's about to catch up with my copy of the second period of the first season.

Fang Juexia is well aware that this room is a psychiatrist's consultation room, and the difficulty is natural. They are idols, and many of the variety shows are decorated with fringe. Now it seems that the escape team really likes to do the opposite. Giving them two initializations is a difficult copy, which makes the audience feel Xia Xiqing came in to help.

Thinking about this, he saw Xia Xiqing's eyes attracted by the painting near the door.

"According to previous experience, painting has problems." Xia Xiqing tried to remove the painting on the wall, but found that it was fixed very deadly. "The people in the prop group really work hard."

Fang Juexia doesn't pay much attention to the content of the painting, but Pei Tingsong opened his mouth, "I just wanted to say that the painting technique of this painting is a little special, there is no outline of anything, all are composed of lattices." Ask, "Brother Xi Qing, I have to trouble you with popular science."

Xia Xiqing laughed, "You are the first person on this show to take the initiative to make me popular science paintings."

Pei Tingsong shrugged, "Philosophy and literature are also the same."

"It's quite possible." Xia Xiqing looked at the picture. "This is actually a world famous painting." The Composition of Red, Blue, and Yellow "by Pete Mondrian. The entire painting is a lattice. You have just right. The outline of the thing said is classical, that is, inspired by nature. The painters know that nature is beautiful, so to draw natural figures to show beauty, Mondrian ’s lattice painting is another innovation, abstract Pie, he tried to find out whether beauty still exists after putting away all external forms. "

Fang Juexia looked at the painting in front of her, and countless black horizontal and vertical lines formed large and small squares, filled with colors. I don't know if he was born to like precision and clarity, so the rigorous lattice painting full of artistic colors is indeed beautiful in his eyes.

Pei Tingsong nodded, "That is to say, his grid actually deconstructed the world, taking the horizontal and vertical lines as the essence of the world."

"It's understandable," Xia Xiqing was a little surprised. He didn't expect this 20-year-old boy to have such a high level of comprehension of art. "This is an artistic pursuit of the origin of the world."

It is strange to say that this paragraph touched Fang Juexia and Pei Tingsong. In secular ideas, philosophy and mathematics are both disciplines that explore the origins of the world. Although they often cannot intersect, at this moment, it is really interesting that the purpose of this search intersects in the form of artistic expression.

"It's pretty good to choose a painting. This painting was created by Mondrian seeking inner stability. It is also in line with the setting of the psychologist's decoration of the clinic."

Fang Juexia couldn't help but say, "Although I haven't studied painting, but seeing this, it reminds me of Pythagoras."

Xia Xiqing laughed, "It's true, maybe it's all geometric strange, but Pythagoras may prefer triangles, and if you pull down a diagonal line, it's more like ..." He said while extending his fingers Draw a diagonal line on the painting, but suddenly found something like, "Huh?"

He put both palms up and touched the entire painting.

Pei Tingsong asked, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Xia Xiqing didn't look back, just asked them, "Is the fifth Greek letter Ε?"

Fang Juexia nodded, "Yes."

"The last clue is hidden in this lattice painting." Xia Xiqing grabbed Fang Juexia's hand and put it on the painting. "You touch it, some of the horizontal and vertical lines on the painting are convex, and the convex part is the shape of Ε . "

Sure enough.

"Really, this is hard to find." Fang Juexia showed a surprised look and turned back to see Pei Tingsong, but the other party's expression was unexpectedly not so pretty.

what happened?

Xia Xiqing tried to push the raised line with his finger, who would have twisted the Greek letter-shaped line.

Suddenly, the display on the door to their right turned on again, and a lowercase ε appeared on it. At the same time, the painting in front of me suddenly moved!

Xia Xiqing and Fang Juexia let go and took a step back. He watched the painting separate from the middle, as if it were cut in half, one moving up and the other down, running in different directions. The sliding didn't stop until the upper piece exceeded the height of the gate on the right and the lower half touched the ground.

"There are slides hidden in this wall." Pei Tingsong felt unbelievable, even though he had seen the power of the props before.

The guide rails are hidden under the wallpaper, and the distance and the width of the painting are exactly the same. It seems that they are waiting for them to find the problem in this painting and activate the corresponding organ.

The sliding picture frame and guide rail cut the blue wallpaper, and the broken wallpaper shook and shattered, revealing the white part inside, which was originally thought to be a wall, but when Xia Xiqing tore the cover in the slide The wallpaper and a brand new white door appeared in front of them.

The location where the painting was hung just now had a display screen on the right door.

Who can believe that there will be two doors in this secret room!

Pei Tingsong understood, "It turns out this is what I just meant to export correctly."

The two display screens light up at the same time, and a new reminder sounds at the same time, "Hello patient, your consultation time is over and you can leave now."

The AI ​​lock of the white gate emits an electronic vocal voice, "We are the AI ​​locks of the two gates. Under special program settings, one of our words will always be true, and the other will always be false."

The black door continued, "If you are asked to make a choice directly, the success rate is only 50%, so you have the right to ask a question, and only one, and we can only answer yes or no. Please think carefully. Once you choose If we make a mistake, we will lock the door and try again in an hour. "

The two gates can only ask one question, and one permanent lock and one false lock can only answer yes or no.

This is a logic question.

Fang Juexia tried to simplify the topic, formalize it, and quickly deduce it in his mind, but he was one step late.

"I come?"

"So fast?" Xia Xiqing glanced at him. "Wrong, but wait an hour."

Hearing Pei Tingsong's voice, Fang Juexia looked at him sideways. When he saw him with confidence, there must have been an answer. Also, Pei Tingsong really learned the logic of the system.

Fang Juexia nodded and chose to believe him.

He saw Pei Tingsong arms around his chest, ready to speak, and thought about listening to his questions seriously, but this guy asked him, "Brother, which door do you like? White or black?"

The sudden questioning made Fang Juexia stunned. He didn't know if he was short-circuited because of this brother, or because of his inexplicable problems.

"Um ..." Fang Jue Xia Sui pointed his finger, "White, new door."

Xia Xiqing's eyes jumped back and forth between the two people, with a particularly interesting expression on his face. Sure enough, he likes to observe people's hearts more than this kind of logic problem that is winding around.

"OK." Pei Tingsong stood in front of the white gate and asked this precious question.

"Excuse me, will another AI say this door is a real exit?"

The author has something to say: I have put this picture of Mondrian on wb. If you want to see it, you can go and see it. This last question is born out of a very classic logic question-the gate to heaven and hell, and certainly many readers have seen other forms of this problem. In fact, there are many versions of this question finally, I believe there will be other answers in the comment area.

I am afraid that some readers may think that it is a bit confusing to think about. I will talk about Xiao Pei ’s thoughts on this issue. If you think about it, do n’t read it first.

He picked the white door that Lao brother (po) pointed to him, and asked ai if another ai would say that the door was a real exit. Simply put, let ai answer each other's answers.

If this white door is indeed true.

True ai will say: no (because the other ai is also a fake ai, he will lie and do not admit that the white door is a true exit)

Fake ai will say: No (because true ai will actually say yes, but fake ai will lie)

If this white door is a fake exit.

Real ai will answer: yes (because fake ai will lie, he will say that this door is a real exit)

Fake ai will answer: yes (because true ai says no, but will lie when false ai talks)

That is to say, when Xiao Pei asked this question, if both ai's answers were negative, the door must be a true exit, otherwise it would be a false exit.