What does his sentence mean? What will the third time and space be detrimental to him?

Having no time to spend time thinking about Zhou Ziheng's mysterious words, Xia Xiqing immediately opened Shang Sirui's knob and walked to the fax machine. He found that he had just ignored a clue. When white paper appeared in the fax machine, a prompt actually appeared on the screen.

[No lights, [New    www.xsbiquge.info] How can you see the words?]

It seems like a nonsense, but Xia Xiqing thinks this must mean something.

"Xi Qing?"

"Why is it so fast?" Xia Xiqing responded, "Are you still in the room?"

"Yes, I got a prompt that if I leave the room, the door of the room will be closed and I will never be able to go in again."

"There is no regret medicine. The program team is too perverted." Xia Xiqing touched the white paper with his fingers, feeling something was wrong, "Then what should you do now?"

"I don't know, I don't want to go out alone, this is equivalent to going out as a target, especially if I have half the ultimate clues in my hands."

He could not tell who he suspected when Shang Sirui's tone, Xia Xiqing asked tentatively, "Is there no prompt for his partner in the clue?"

Shang Sirui was silent for a while, "Your question is too direct, and it makes me wonder if you know something?"

Xia Xiqing didn't expect that he could point Shang Sirui's sensitive topic with just a random guess, "If I knew something, I wouldn't be trapped in the clues of the third time and space."

"You haven't collected all the plot lines of space-time No. 3?"

Shang Sirui's rebellious question made Xia Xiqing vomit blood. You should try playing the most difficult copy. It has to be collected in three time and space, and it is not disturbed by the butterfly effect. It is all invalid information.

"No, but it should be soon. Zhou Ziheng just now said that his ending in the Third World was perfect. He did not die and saved Ruan Xiao, but you were dead. You said you are cannon fodder." Xia Xiqing, who was sitting in front of the desk, supported his elbows on the table, holding both ends of the white paper with his fingers. He originally wanted to get closer and look at the light, but accidentally smelled a sour smell.

This tastes so familiar.

"My cannon fodder? Who do you think I'm going to save? If you hadn't committed suicide in the 1st time and space, would it cause me to travel through time?" Although Shang Sirui complained, he still had a childish tone. "But I died in the 3rd time and space. It would be fine if it was a car accident. It was actually a traffic jam. I ran to death by myself."

Xia Xiqing was amused by him. What, can you still look forward to a car accident?

Car accident?

"Wait a minute, you took the 420 bus and encountered a traffic jam?"

"Didn't I tell you?"

No, Zhou Ziheng traveled to Space 3 by traveling to Space 3 in order to change the collision between bus and trucks in Space 2, and successfully changed the ending. Why is Shang Sirui...

"I understand... The 420 you are on is the opposite direction. You are going back to my house to save me..." The amount of information was too large, and Xia Xiqing couldn't help but mutter to himself, "So he changed the route of the truck through some methods. The truck did not hit the bus, but an accident occurred with other cars, blocking the 420 in the opposite direction..."

"Have you contacted Ziheng just now?" Shang Sirui heard Xia Xiqing talking to himself, and felt something was wrong with him, "What are you talking about?"

Before Xia Xiqing could fully clarify his mind, he could only respond perfunctorily, "Well, I just cut off the signal with him."

"The draw in the last round of voting should be you and Ruan Xiao."

The topic suddenly touched the voting execution. Xia Xiqing, who felt that Shang Sirui was suspicious, asked alertly, "Do you know and ask me?"

"I guess, Ziheng mentioned that if the next round of voting is not insured, it will abstain."

He is really a good old man. Xia Xiqing smiled, "You said he persuaded this and that, what are you trying to do?"

Shang Sirui smiled and asked, "You really don't know what he is trying to do? If he hadn't adjusted in the middle, who would have died in the last round."

Xia Xiqing was speechless by Shang Sirui and could only laugh dryly, "What do you know? This is for the game experience. I can't let ordinary players like me, who are innocent and innocent, play like the last time."

"Are you really an ordinary player?"

As soon as Shang Sirui asked this, Xia Xiqing understood that he also believed Ruan Xiao’s statement. After all, under the premise that no one knew the killer standard, that statement could indeed be fulfilled.

"If you ask a person who just escaped from death, is it a bit too miserable?" Xia Xiqing said with a tweet, "If you force me like this, I will bite people when I am executed in the second round of voting."

Shang Sirui smiled constantly on the other end, and Xia Xiqing stared at the words on the screen. The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

[How can you see words without a lamp?]

The lamp, the invisible words, the sour smell on the paper. These fragmented information kept circling in my mind, and I couldn't get out of it, just a breakthrough.

He smelled the scent on the paper again.

It's the sour taste of lemon.

It turned out that it was written in lemon juice, and I couldn't see anything after it was dried.

Xia Xiqing finally realized that paper was put into the lampshade of the desk lamp and pasted the hot light bulb.

Citric acid will make the paper more likely to carbonize and cause scorching.

It took Xia Xiqing a half-minute before he took out the paper.

"I decided to go out." Shang Sirui suddenly said something stupid, and Xia Xiqing's hand holding the paper couldn't help but tremble.

"Why did it suddenly..." Xia Xiqing was about to complain about him, but after he saw the traces on the paper, he forgot to say the rest.

The original snow-white paper showed a few lines of burnt yellow writing, which was not the plot line he expected, nor the ending of the No. 3 time and space that he imagined was written directly.

[Do you believe in the so-called fate?

The confined world line, the inescapable fatalism, the cycle of cause and effect, makes you a savior or an executioner.

Remember, there cannot be two "I" in the same time and space, and the ending will definitely be to die.]

These seemingly obscure words instantly linked all the doubts and confusions of Xia Xiqing before.

What is the ending of yourself in each time and space? Why do you look like a marginal person who is excluded by the butterfly effect? ​​Why can't you find your ending in time and space 3 no matter what?

Why is Zhou Ziheng so persistent about letting him switch time and space?

"Hey? Xi Qing? What's wrong with you?"

With Shang Sirui's questions, a new problem appeared on the screen of the fax machine.

"You wait for me for a minute."

There is a sentence written on the screen.

[What is the final outcome of the male protagonist who originally existed in space-time of 3?]

Xia Xiqing entered the answer in his heart without hesitation.

[Congratulations, the answer is correct, please take away your reward.]

A square lid in the upper right corner of the fax machine is opened, and there is a very small box inside with a four-digit password lock on it. Don’t think about it, there must be the last piece of the puzzle. If it is someone else, you may be cheering because you are only one last step away from collecting the puzzle and escaping the room.

But Xia Xiqing knew very well that he would lose this game.

He felt a little regretful. The copy he gave him this time was too difficult to make, and the other party had all the advantages of time and place, and even spared no effort to protect himself.

This kind of approach is simply a gift in the eyes of the proud and desire for victory and defeat Xia Xiqing, who is embarrassed and pitiful, and he has to praise him for doing a beautiful job.

Zhou Ziheng is really amazing.

The sound of machines appeared in the silent room. What Xia Xiqing didn't expect was that new paper appeared in the fax machine that thought that the end of his mission was once again. He no longer cared so much. He took out the paper and found that only one sentence was written on it.

[You who have fallen in the same time and space will sleep in the endless darkness.]

Seeing this sentence, Xia Xiqing suddenly curled the corner of his mouth and chuckled.

It's really a way out.

The tactic of removing firewood from the bottom of the cauldron is a ultimate move no matter how many times you use it.

"I can actually go out soon." Xia Xiqing said calmly to Shang Sirui on the other end.

"Really? Then you want to..."

"I won't go out." Xia Xiqing cut off Shang Sirui's words, "Sirui, if you want to win this game, there is only one way to go. In the next sentence, Zhou Ziheng goes out, he is killer."

"How do you know?" Shang Sirui was very suspicious of his sudden change of words. "Do you have any evidence? No, even if you say there is evidence now, I can't see it with your own eyes. You come out first and show us the evidence."

"It's too late." Xia Xiqing pinched the puzzle in his hand and put him back in the fax machine. "I only have one way to verify that he is a killer, and this is the only way to win. The situation I'm talking about below, if it happens, you will win."

He told Shang Sirui what he expected. Although Shang Sirui didn't understand why Xia Xiqing was so sure, he still agreed, "Your method is really too strange. By the way, you also had a suicide attack last time, and it was really a self-destructive player Xia Xiqing."

"I'm also a gamble, if I lose..."

If I lose, I can only say that I take myself too seriously. What he is blocking is whether Zhou Ziheng cares about the outcome of the competition with him or his morality.

Or, he doesn't care...

"If you lose, you can vote for me." Xia Xiqing smiled, "Try as soon as possible, don't let me stay for too long."

After saying that, he turned off Shang Sirui's signal and left the last chance to call to Zhou Ziheng.

Strangely, the signal between them was connected in seconds again.

"Ziheng, you should collect all the puzzles." Xia Xiqing talked to him in the easiest tone as if he was chatting.

"Well, I'm ready to go out."

"Then you can't call me when you go out." He laughed, "Then let's hang up now."

"Wait a minute." Zhou Ziheng hesitated and hesitated, and finally asked, "Which time and space are you in now?"

Xia Xiqing looked back at the numbers on the fax machine, and then looked at the notebook that had been blacked out.

“No. 2.”

The announcement from the program team suddenly inserted in an inappropriate manner, prompting everyone struggling in the secret room, "Please pay attention to all players, there are still fifteen minutes left before the second voting execution. Please hurry up and find the killer."
To be continued...