quadruple sleep

The murderer gave two sets of information points. Not to mention the audio, it was a forest road. If logically viewed, the information in the tune was also related to the road. In fact, from the way they walked, the number of kilometers could be compared with the distance between the notes of the tune. It does matter if they match perfectly.

The murderer most likely used the information on the road when setting up the checkpoint to rescue Jiang Yu.

Along the way, everything they could see might be information points that the murderer could use to make a fuss about. The red barcodes were picked out separately. If they were to be distinguished as a color category, it would only be the villagers.

There are two colors below, and they correspond to digital input.

This is obvious, how many are red and how many are black. But the red and black refers to...

"It can't be the color of the villagers' clothes, right?" Nian Baixiao's brain cells are very active and always online.

Lu Nanshen recalled carefully, and his mind was not stopping for a moment, "I don't seem to remember any villagers wearing red clothes."

He was unsure, but Fang Sheng soon gave an affirmative answer, "There were no villagers wearing red clothes. I saw it clearly at the time."

It can be said that I remembered this by accident.

When the villagers rushed onto the highway to sell food, Nian Baixiao was on high alert because she had never seen such a thing before and thought it was dangerous. When she saw this scene, she thought of an inappropriate question. Fortunately, it was a group of villagers. If they were alone, Just like that, standing on the roadside, it would look scary at night. If you wear red clothes, it would be even more suitable for the occasion.

For this reason, Fang Sheng took a special look and found that none of the villagers were wearing red clothes.

"The murderer can't count the sausages sold to us by the villagers, right? This is too outrageous." Fang Sheng said.

Lu Nanshen shook his head, "No, it must still be like what I just said. It seems to be variable, but it is actually fixed and general information."

Countdown, every second counts.

No one will believe that the murderer just set a countdown reminder out of boredom. For a criminal with blood on his hands, the end of the prank is murder.

Hangji stared at the digital axis, and she seemed quite calm as the seconds passed. She murmured, "Neither black nor red numbers exceed ten. The main category is villagers. How can villagers be divided into two categories, and each category does not exceed ten?"

Her explanation was quite clear. After hearing this, Lu Nanshen suddenly thought of a possibility, "The ratio of men to women."

That's right.

This is a great possibility.

A group of villagers, male and female are the two biggest categories.

But the number of men and women in the villagers...

"There are 11 villagers in total." Nian Baixiao accurately stated the total number.

At that time, the villagers rushed to the roadside. He was imagining the dangerous situation, so counting the number became a subconscious behavior.

Although the traffic jam was serious at that time, the villagers were scattered on both sides of the car, so it was convenient for Nian Baixiao to see the situation of the villagers clearly.

"You can see 11 villagers. Do you remember how many of them are male?" Lu Nan asked deeply.

Nian Baixiao nodded. All he could see were 11 villagers. As for the male-to-female ratio, "There seem to be four male villagers. In my impression, women make up the majority."

Nian Baixiao is not sure of such an accurate number.

You can't be sure and you can't be blind. Once you try and make a mistake, it may involve lives.

Lu Nanshen raised his eyes and looked at Hang Si, "Remember there was a villager when we turned back, right?"

Hang Si nodded, "Yes, male. Judging from the distance, he is not with the large army."

"That's 12 people." Lu Nanshen stopped talking after confirming this, closed his eyes, and frowned slightly.

It must be reminiscing.

But Fang Sheng was watching with fear. As the minutes and seconds on the mechanism became less and less, she felt that her brain was buzzing and her heart kept rising and rising.

Nian Baixiao also tried hard to recall, but the picture he could think of was just like that, and he could never determine the specific number. But Lu Nanshen was different. He had walked all the way back from the accident scene, so he would most likely remember the situation of the villagers.

When the countdown was fifteen seconds, he opened his eyes, stretched out his hand to reach the number axis under the red color, and turned it gently.

The other three people held their breaths. Fang Sheng could hear his heart beating wildly, while Hang Si stared at Lu Nanshen's long fingers and pursed the corners of his mouth slightly.

She would be lying if she said she wasn't nervous, but she still believed that Lu Nanshen could remember it.

The red number key is fixed at 7, and the remaining number is 5.

The number axis makes a slight clicking sound when twisting, like a reminder of the countdown to life.

Go back to 7, go to 6... The four people all stared at the mechanism with eight eyes, and they didn't even look away for a moment.

until 5.

The countdown on the timer ended, followed by a prolonged beep, which was very harsh.

The next second there was another "click".

Nian Baixiao looked up and hurriedly said, "The door is open."

Guessed it.

Lu Nan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Hang Si felt that his palms were sweating, and Fang Sheng was so nervous just now that his legs softened and he staggered, but Nian Baixiao, who was beside him, quickly reached out to support him.

What he was supporting was her waist.

Fang Sheng raised his eyes and looked at him, "Thank you."

Nian Baixiao let go unnaturally, pretending to be free and easy, "Why are you so polite?"

Lu Nanshen stood up and when she saw Hang Si moving forward intentionally, he grabbed her and pulled her behind him. He turned around and said in a low voice, "Don't show off."

Before Hang Si could reply, Nian Baixiao stepped in front of Lu Nanshen, put one hand on the wooden door, turned to Lu Nanshen and said, "What are you trying to do?"

Lu Nanshen was not annoyed, nor did he feel that he had been refuted. He smiled and turned to look at Hang Si, "Look, the young master is here, so we don't need to show off."

Hang Si didn't know whether he should laugh or not at this time.

Lu Nanshen raised his hand and patted Nian Baixiao's shoulder, saying, "Be safe."

Hang Si looked down at the man's hand controlling his wrist and said to himself, then you should let go...

The moment the wooden door was gently pushed open, the group realized that if their guess was wrong, not only Jiang Yu might be in danger, but the four of them would also die.

All the circuits of the mechanism outside the wooden door are actually operated through the ground. There are long circuits on the door panel, which are suspended in the distance. There is a black device on the door panel, a small box as big as a palm, and there are three suspected lights on the box. The location is now dark.

Lu Nanshen had seen this thing and told them, "We were just separated from death by a door."

This is really scary.

"But this is just the beginning." Lu Nanshen gestured to everyone again.

The other three people looked forward along the suspended line and were startled. The light in the wooden house was extremely dark, which was actually the same as no light at all. The weak light still leaked in from the gap in the unclosed wooden door. With this faint light, they first saw a cross.

There is someone on the cross.

It's Jiang Yu.