Don't follow the rules

Chapter 454: Haojiu Home Furnishing City (Thirty)

"absurd."

Liang Feng spat out two words coldly.

"Sister Feng, what he said is true..." Although Yu Min was sitting far away, she always interrupted in time.

"We were actually brought to the staff lounge by you... uh, no, by that 'Liang Feng'."

Gao Yang rubbed his arms and nodded repeatedly, indicating that they were right.

Liang Feng was about to start cursing, but was a little hesitant after hearing the testimonies of these two people. However, she still couldn't believe such a ridiculous story that there was "another self" in the staff lounge.

"What time is it now?" Ning Yao asked suddenly when Liang Feng's brain was buffering.

"Ah? About six o'clock?" Liang Feng subconsciously replied, "Let me check my equipment."

"Okay, I need a more precise time." Ning Yao asked confidently.

Liang Feng took out the tally list he carried with him and checked the time page: "It's half past six."

Then she reacted, put away the list and said angrily: "Don't think I won't hit you just because you interrupt me."

"Sister Feng," Yu Min interrupted from a distance, "He's not interrupting... Sister Feng said very firmly that it was past eight o'clock in the evening. It was precisely because we had a disagreement on the time and had some unpleasantness with her that we left the lounge early. Xiaobai stayed behind to appease the angry Sister Feng."

These remarks made Liang Feng a little confused. Although she was not convinced by this murderer who was talking nonsense, she had no choice but to look at Ning Yao, hoping that he could give an explanation that was not too outrageous.

"I have a bold guess." Ning Yao made a classic Sherlock Holmes move, holding an invisible virtual pipe, took two puffs, and exhaled a cloud of carbon dioxide with a slight breath of air.

Liang Feng was going crazy: "Stop it! I'm dying of anxiety!"

Ning Yao retracted his hand: "Okay, okay."

He became serious: "I guess: Sister Feng's time may have been cut into sections."

Gao Yang was about to say something when Ning Yao raised his hand to interrupt him.

"Don't be so shocked. I have a bolder guess: all the stockists in the entire living room area are Sister Feng."

Liang Feng snorted and rolled his eyes, clearly expressing his disdain.

"The clues given so far are quite clear. If it's not a deliberate attempt to confuse people, it's normal for me to come to such a conclusion, right?" Ning Yao spread his hands.

"There are at least two or more Liang Fengs here. Although I don't know why you have never encountered one in such a long time, this is something that the three of us have witnessed with our own eyes. It is confirmed."

"Let's call you 'Sister Feng No. 2' for now, and the one in the lounge is 'Sister Feng No. 3'."

"Sister No. 2 Feng, you said your time was half past six, which is slightly different from our feeling, but generally consistent; Sister No. 3 Feng insisted that it was a little after eight o'clock, so her time was two hours faster than ours."

"I guess the reason why Sister Feng No. 2 and No. 3, as well as other possible Sister Feng No. N, cannot meet is because they are from different timelines."

Liang Feng: "The more you talk, the more mysterious it becomes..."

Gao Yang: "I don't understand. I don't understand at all."

Yu Min: “I think I understand a little bit.”

Liang Feng and Gao Yang turned their heads at the same time and said in unison: "Is this true? Can you understand this?"

Yu Min fiddled with her hair a little embarrassedly: "I, I usually like to read some random stuff. It's what people call street literature. Although those things are fake, I have to say that they are very imaginative, so they are... quite interesting."

Ning Yao patted her shoulder and said, "You don't need to feel inferior if you like street literature." Gao Yang: "I also read it when I was a child."

Liang Feng: "Who didn't watch it when they were young?"

Ning Yao: "Here, look~"

"Okay," Yu Min breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought it was embarrassing."

Gao Yang: "It's a bit embarrassing to still watch it at this age."

Liang Feng pushed him away: "Don't interrupt, let her talk."

Yu Min sorted out her thoughts, pondered her words for a while, and then slowly spoke: "In fact, in the street literature I have read, there is a saying that has always been popular. Time is not a straight river. Under the influence of many factors, it can bend, be cut off, and even be coiled into a ring with both ends connected."

"There is also a living room area," Yu Min stretched out his arms and gestured, "I have always been concerned about its layout. Don't you think it looks like a nine-square grid?"

"But it is clear that in the design concept of the furniture mall, he hopes that customers will walk along a main road to the end, so that they don't have to go back and forth again and again, and don't have to worry about people with poor directions getting lost."

"Then why are the model rooms arranged in a nine-square grid? Although there is a main road, this design obviously blocks a lot of sight. It would be better to arrange the shops on both sides of the road like ordinary shopping malls, which is more concise and clear visually. In the nine-square grid, if customers leave the main road, it is actually very easy to get lost."

“If the designer isn’t deliberately showing off, maybe this is a way to bend time?”

"If you divide a person's time into segments, Sister Feng in a certain period of time will keep repeating this period of time, but the main time of the mall will still flow."

"And people cannot meet their past or future selves, which also explains why Sister Feng has never seen other tally clerks."

"Because the sister Feng in the lounge is you two hours later."

Liang Feng was completely dumbfounded, Gao Yang was still trying to keep up with her pace, only Ning Yao shared her brain.

"Well said, street vendor writer." He praised.

Yu Min blushed a little: "Don't say I saw it from a street stall, this is the result of my own thinking."

Ning Yao smiled and said, "I'd like to praise you first. You explained the disappearance of Sister Feng No. 3 very well, but you missed one thing. What about Xiaobai? She is not a tally clerk, so she should not be divided into time periods. We haven't seen other Xiaobais, so why did Xiaobai disappear?"

"Yes, where is Xiaobai? Where did she go?" Liang Feng was very nervous, but she did not seem nervous about herself because of the time confusion.

Yu Min was choked and hesitated for a long time. Finally, she could only bow apologetically: "I'm sorry, Sister Feng, it seems that my conjecture still has a big logical bug. Let's think about it again."

"Not entirely." Ning Yao suddenly smiled mysteriously. "This little bug won't overturn the entire hypothesis. I'll help you fix it a little bit, and it should make sense."

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at him expectantly.

Ning Yao: "I'm going to start showing off."

Liang Feng jumped up: "I'll fucking kill you!"

Gao Yang and Yu Min quickly lifted Liang Feng up one on each side: "Sister Feng, Sister Feng, calm down."

Ning Yao: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore."

"Didn't I say that Xiaobai and Sister Feng No. 3's auras are still in the lounge and haven't dissipated? This means that they are still in the room, but we were affected by Sister Feng No. 2. Since Sister Feng No. 2 and No. 3 cannot meet, we can't see Xiaobai either."

"Perhaps Sister Feng in different time periods has her own 'time zone'?"

"When we are in the eight o'clock time zone, Sister Feng at six o'clock can't see us, so she just said she had been looking for us for a long time; now we are in Sister Feng at six o'clock's time zone, so naturally we can't see Xiaobai at eight o'clock."