MTL - I Only Like Your Character Settings-Chapter 11 family games

After appreciating the appearance of these two people, Xia Xiqing looked around. This room was very different from theirs. It was obviously a bedroom, and the furnishings inside were also very simple. There was a black wooden wardrobe and a round table on the wool carpet. , and a small size bed.

Shang Sirui's strategy was different from theirs. He collected all the things that looked like clues and put them on the round table, and then analyzed them one by one.

"Ziheng, can you help me see if these things are useful?"

Zhou Ziheng responded, and walked over to check the existing clues with him.

Xia Xiqing didn't go there, but turned around this small space. This room was different from the previous study room. There was almost nothing hanging on the wall. He touched the delicately textured wallpaper and found that the bed in the bedroom was facing There is a small camera on the wall. But it is very strange that the camera range of this camera is almost a blank wall.

Suddenly, he found two tiny nails on the wall, which blended with the pattern on the wallpaper, making it difficult to detect. Xia Xiqing stretched out his fingers to touch it, and felt something was wrong.

Is there a painting hanging here?

"Xi Qing? You should also take a look at these clues, I can't see the clue at all," Shang Sirui called him, and waved at him again, Xia Xiqing pulled away from his thoughts, turned around and saw the surrounding Zhou Ziheng and Shang Sirui who were sitting at the round table, he hummed and walked over.

There are not many clues on the table, a note, a memo, and a laptop.

Shang Sirui was explaining to Zhou Ziheng where he found these clues. Xia Xiqing moved the mouse, and the computer screen lit up. It displayed a page for browsing the web. There were three URLs on the tab bar, and Xia Xiqing clicked into them one by one. , the first one is an information about an art exhibition, and the second one is a predetermined page of a book. When he clicked on the third page, he suddenly felt something.

"Si Rui, have you ever touched this computer?"

Shang Sirui, who was talking with Zhou Ziheng, moved his head to this side, "Ah? I don't have one. That computer is not connected to the Internet. When I came in, it displayed these three pages."

Zhou Ziheng glanced slightly sideways, the light from the screen shone on Xia Xiqing's face, his eyes blinked slowly, as if he was thinking about something.

"What did you find?"

Hearing Zhou Ziheng's voice, Xia Xiqing turned his head, "Do you remember the note in our room? There is a message written on the back of it."

Just when Xia Xiqing was about to continue talking, Zhou Ziheng took out the note from his pocket, which shocked Xia Xiqing. He had already experienced Zhou Ziheng's patience and carefulness, but this level was beyond his imagination, "You It actually came out."

"Did anyone say that carrying clues is against the rules?" Zhou Ziheng raised his eyebrows, turned the note over and put it on the table, then pulled a chair next to him and sat down, reading out the message on it, "Tonight See you at Sophia's at ten o'clock."

"Sophia Restaurant?" Shang Sirui frowned and asked.

"Yes," Xia Xiqing moved the notebook to Zhou Ziheng and Shang Sirui, "the last page is the official website of this Sophia restaurant."

Shang Sirui squinted his eyes and looked at the screen, then scratched his hair in embarrassment, "It's all in English..."

You have some idol baggage. Xia Xiqing shook his head in his heart. If this sentence is not cut and broadcast directly, black fans will have a point to take advantage of it again. Maybe they will install an illiterate character for him, and the rival team I bought a lot of manuscripts, and it was overwhelming and rhythmic.

"Rose Day?" Zhou Ziheng seemed to have caught a trace of interesting information from the official website.

Shang Sirui looked confused, and Xia Xiqing roughly explained, "It should be a couple's dining event. It is said that thousands of roses will be used to decorate the restaurant that day, and the special menu is also made of roses. Alcohol."

"Does this have anything to do with us escaping from this room?" Shang Sirui bent his back and looked up at Xia Xiqing. Although Xia Xiqing was helpless in his heart, he still smiled at him gently, "I don't know either."

Shang Sirui looked at Zhou Ziheng again with a ignorant expression. Zhou Ziheng rested his chin on his left hand and tapped the sticky note with his right index finger, "Since there are two clues pointing to this restaurant, it is definitely not meaningless."

He was right, if there is only one, it may be by chance, if both lead to this restaurant, and the clues are advanced step by step, it must be done deliberately.

Seeing Shang Sirui's confused face, Xia Xiqing, who was responsible for the angel character design, was afraid of his embarrassment and the effect of the show, so he took the initiative to divert his attention from the restaurant where he could not get a complete clue chain for the time being. Has anything been discussed in the clues?" After speaking, he took a piece of paper from the table, with a line of writing written on the front, the strokes were neat and childish, probably from the hand of a teenager.

[Dad, the teacher asked me a question today, but I can't figure it out, can you help me figure it out? ]

Xia Xiqing turned to the back, and there was a four-digit number written on it, and there were two empty brackets.

1634()()

Sequence?

There are too few conditions.

According to the experience in the first room, the program team would not be so embarrassing to the guests. If it was a puzzle similar to a sequence, it would at least give three or more numbers, but now there is only one, which is still a four-digit number. It is really a headache.

Xia Xiqing looked at Shang Sirui, "Sirui, where did you find this note?"

Shang Sirui pointed to the bedside table, "It's there, but there's only this note on it."

Xia Xiqing nodded. Although he believed Shang Sirui's words, he always felt that this child was unreliable, so he went over by himself and checked it carefully. Indeed, there was nothing else on the bedside table, but he always felt something was wrong, the program crew must have hidden something else. He looked around the bedside table and saw an imperceptible wastebasket wedged between it and the edge of the bed. Xia Xiqing stretched out his arms to take out the wastebasket, and dumped all the contents on the floor.

"Oh my god, I didn't even notice." Seeing this, Shang Sirui immediately stood up and ran to squat in front of Xia Xiqing, imitating his example and unfolding the crumpled waste papers inside him one by one on the floor, "Here have what?"

"I'm not sure, but the program group deliberately 'created' so much rubbish, there should be a purpose." Xia Xiqing responded to Shang Sirui while flipping through it, until he unfolded a piece of waste paper with a few lines of calculation formulas written on it .

He looked carefully and found that only half of the calculation process was done.

"I found it." Xia Xiqing stood up holding the piece of paper, and walked to the previous round table. Zhou Ziheng was looking at the promotional page of the hotel's Rose Day on the computer, with a meaningful expression on his face. Seeing Xia Xiqing and Shang Sirui Walking over, he resumed his previous expression, "What did you find?"

"Calculation process, look, does this word look familiar?" Xia Xiqing handed the waste paper in his hand to Zhou Ziheng, Zhou Ziheng took it over and looked at it, put the paper on the table, and the corner of his mouth slightly hooked.

This expression is too handsome. Xia Xiqing was shaken for a while and lost his mind for a while.

Zhou Ziheng's looks really suit his taste.

Beauty misleads people, beauty misleads people.

"The handwriting of the problem-solving process is the same as the handwriting of the bookmark in the study before, and it turns out that the writing on the signature is a woman's handwriting." Zhou Ziheng put the waste paper back on the round table, "It seems that we can confirm the identity of the protagonist. A married man with children."

"Maybe there is an extramarital affair." Xia Xiqing sneered.

Shang Sirui was completely puzzled by Monk Zhang Er, and asked with a confused face, "How do you know?"

Xia Xiqing blinked, "Just guessing."

Shang Sirui let out an oh, and then laughed cutely again, "I don't think you and I are in the same dimension, and you two have a tacit understanding, you can understand what the other is saying right away."

This is not a tacit understanding, but a good brain. Xia Xi said with a clear heart.

He took a pen and bent down to draw a line on the calculation process on that piece of paper, "Anyway, let's take a look at this first."

The only thing given in the title is 1634, and this discarded manuscript paper has only one line written.

1x1x1x16x6x6x63x3x3x34x4x4x4=?

The author has something to say: Shang Sirui: Hold tight to the thighs of the two kings, my pursuit is to lie down and win (*?▽?*)