Alien paradise

Snapped!

In the hut, Zhang Zhiyuan took the photos of the murder scene on the table one after another. "The answer lies in the shapes of these corpses."

"Stop being so pretentious, man, just tell me." The American couldn't wait to say.

"It's the clock."

"clock?"

"Yes, the hands and feet of these victims were placed at corresponding angles, corresponding to the three hands of the clock. Because some angles are not easy to bend, or need to overlap, the bones will be broken, so that The corpse looks very twisted and weird!" Zhang Zhiyuan explained, "This is not because the murderer has any special habits, but this group of people are deliberately foretelling their crimes!"

"When you say that, it sounds a bit like that." Antony Chekov looked at it for a while, "So this is a time reminder?"

"No, all the cases occurred at night, and only at that time would there be few people in public places." He shook his head, "The pointer points only represent numbers, and the combination of these numbers is the answer to the mystery."

"Wait a minute...we have to make sure first." Zhou Zhi interjected, "Does this game also use a 24-hour time system? If they use a different time system, then these inferences cannot be established at all."

"Are you stupid, boy? This is a game made by the earth. Could it have been made at another time?" Joe James rolled his eyes at him.

"But……"

"The clock here also has twelve hours in a circle." Taylor suddenly said.

"How did you know?"

"When I was on the street before, I saw someone taking out a pocket watch." He raised his fingers as if to push his glasses, but there were no glasses on his body at all. "It was far away, so I couldn't see clearly, but there was something The needle points exactly to 6 o'clock, which basically matches the dusk outside."

"How far?" the Russian asked curiously.

"About thirty-five feet, the guy was in front and to my right."

"Ho!" Anthony clapped his hands, "If you go hunting, you will definitely be a good hunter."

Taylor smiled lightly, "I don't like killing animals for fun. Humans and nature should live together equally."

The smile on Anthony's face suddenly disappeared.

Thirty-five feet, Zhang Zhiyuan was slightly surprised, that was ten meters away! How could this person capture such details from such a long distance? You know, they didn't deliberately stare at it at that time. After suppressing the surprise in his heart, he cleared his throat and said, "Mr. Taylor saw it very accurately. In fact, when I asked where the Yeni Temple was, I asked about this in passing - of course, what I asked was What time is it now."

"So you already knew the numbers indicated by those corpses?" Naruko Asahara asked puzzledly, "Then why do we have to go to the scene in person?"

"Because we have to confirm the origin...or the starting point." Zhang Zhiyuan pointed to the photo in the side hall of the temple. "We can't determine the direction just by looking at the photo. If we don't go to the scene, we can't tell which one is the hour hand and which one is the hour hand." Minute hand. Now I know that the origin is the victim’s head, pointing north, and the first thick limb from the left, whether it is a hand or a foot, represents the hour hand!”

"So that's it! I've learned a lesson." Naruko looked at it for a while and suddenly said, "This trip has really benefited a lot."

"Using this photo to illustrate, the hour hand is 3, the minute is 35, and together they are 335." Zhang Zhiyuan picked up a case file and held it in front of everyone, "And the next case in Yeni Temple is The address of the cafe on Maple Leaf Street North is exactly 335!”

This is the predicted answer.

"But Mr. Zhang, there is an omission in your speculation." Taylor pondered for a moment, "How do you read the second hand? If the thick limbs that count clockwise are the hours and minutes, and the thinnest is the seconds, then it should also have a reading. That’s right, for example, in this photo, the seconds are around 40.”

"The second hand does have a reading, but it has nothing to do with the address," Zhang Zhiyuan replied, "That's what I'm going to say next. The second hand only needs to look at its position. For example, 40 seconds is about 8 on the dial, and the coffee shop is far from St. The interval between the two cases was exactly eight days! As for why they did this, it’s because the address alone can’t determine the time they committed the crime!”

"Phew -" Anthony whistled, "These guys are really bold. Are they afraid that the police won't find them?"

There is no doubt that this is a naked provocation to people's safety.

"Man, how did you associate the clock from the photo?" Taylor seemed a little curious. "When ordinary people see these bloody pictures, they are either too scared to take a closer look, or they just stare at the details and can't move their eyes away. You can actually think about the overall picture. I went up to try to figure it out, and there’s something there.”

"I used to..." Zhang Zhiyuan almost blurted out that he had handled similar cases, but luckily he stopped mid-sentence, "I have read many detective and suspense works, and downloaded many mystery case files from the Internet. It is just a personal interest. Whenever a murderer wants to convey a message, most of them will choose numbers as a carrier. The only things that can be linked to numbers are those...such as codes, clocks, and patterns. The most exaggerated ones I have ever seen are those hidden in geometric figures. Analytical solution..."

"Okay, okay, those are not important." Zhou Zhi couldn't help but said, "Brother, just tell me directly, what is the location indicated in the latest case?"

"958, and the remaining time is two days from now."

"Two days?" Joe James shouted, "We have to stay here for two days to pass the customs? This is not possible. I have other plans tomorrow!"

"This is also what I want to ask." Zhang Zhiyuan raised his voice, "Host, are you listening? You can always answer this kind of question, right?"

"Of course, I've been paying attention to you all." A figure slowly appeared in the air. It was Chaoyang, the visitor to the park. "Please don't worry, this is just a game. I can adjust its running speed at any time." .”

"Running speed...how do you say it?"

"When you are operating normally, the feeling of time flow is consistent with reality, such as now." Chaoyang paused, "And after you enter hibernation, I can instantly jump you to two days later, just like-"

He stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers.

"--so."

Zhang Zhiyuan blinked. For a moment, he did feel that his vision went dark, but it was only for a moment. Before he could even react, all his perceptions returned to normal.

"Host, is it already..."

"That's right, two days later." Chaoyang replied, "The specific time is... 9:25 pm. And the time outside the game is still the second before you jump."

"Don't just dance, I still have a lot of preparations to do!" Zhang Zhiyuan stamped his feet, "Forget it, remember to tell you the time of your next dance in advance. Since it's evening, we have to go first -"

"Ah! Why is one of my fingers missing?" the American suddenly exclaimed.

Everyone looked at him and saw him holding up a palm without his middle finger and screaming in pain.

"This... is a small flaw. I'm sorry. I'll fix it right away." Chaoyang clapped his hands again, and Qiao James' fingers were back to their original state.

"What's going on!?" he asked breathlessly.

"It's just a program bug, we will fix it as soon as possible." Chaoyang explained.

"We don't have much time, we have to leave quickly!" Zhang Zhiyuan urged, "The time jumped too much, we still don't know which house 958 is..."

"Golden Street, Beicheng District, Sinclair Theater." Chaoyang interrupted.

"..." Everyone couldn't help but be stunned. This was the first time that the host gave a prompt directly like this.

"Just think of it as making up for the bug just now." Chaoyang's figure gradually faded away, "I would like to remind you that it is already 10:11."

"It took an hour just now!?" Zhang Zhiyuan's expression changed, "The murderer is probably already in place, we must start taking action immediately!"

"I've been impatient for a long time. Let's go to the Grand Theater, right?" Joe James rushed out of the cabin first.

Seeing a group of people pouring into the night, Chaoyang breathed a sigh of relief... I have to say that it is useful to have experts to do this, but he still made a huge oversight, and that was the issue of time continuity. The willpower required to create these bodies was calculated on an hourly basis. In order not to lose money, he could not keep these unconscious bodies for two full days. The most economical way was to eliminate them first and create a batch at that time. But this thing is not about pinching mud. In essence, the bodies created before and after have nothing to do with each other. He has tried his best to keep the two consistent, but the final result is still barely enough, and he even forgot a finger.

This means that he has already paid double the cost in creating the body alone, not to mention there is one more person this time than last time.

Chaoyang shook his head and followed - the matter has come to an end, I just hope that when the time comes, I can give back as much as possible...