Thriller Paradise Chapter 241: Brother (4)
"..." Feng Bujue read the six letters engraved on the back of the denture, "Um...Is this the denture used by Magneto?" He said half-jokingly.
He put the dentures into the pocket of his clothes, took out the soap and small wooden comb, and checked the item description again.
[Name: Dirty Soap]
[Type: Plot related]
[Quality: Normal]
[Function: Unknown]
[Can the script be brought out: Yes]
【Remarks: It is shoddy, and the workmanship is very simple. 】
"Soap, like this pair of dentures, can bring out the script..." Feng Bujue thought thoughtfully.
[Name: Wooden Comb]
[Type: Plot related]
[Quality: Normal]
[Function: Unknown]
[Can the script be brought out: No]
[Note: ordinary small wooden comb, it seems to have been used for some years]
"But this comb, and the candle that has been stuck in the middle of the iron bar, can't bring out the script." Feng Bujue groaned.
At present, he doesn't know whether this can bring out the significance of the difference in the attributes of the script. Maybe this is just a trivial matter, but he still silently noted it.
As mentioned earlier, Feng Bujue’s brain is like a well-organized attic. He knows where to find what he needs. Different information has different priorities, and useless garbage is wiped out. .
When playing this kind of high-intensity decryption script, he will put everything he sees in the middle of the attic, keeping it visible at all times. Just like a web of clues intertwined with information, reasoning continues on this web. As more information is obtained, countless hypotheses will be extended, making this network bigger and bigger. Until he solves those problems one by one, the net will shrink again, and finally come down to one point.
At this moment, the net of clues in Feng Bujue's mind has been opened. He is like the best detective in many novels. There is a kind of magical intuition...He can faintly feel that these few items that can be brought out of the script may be the lines that connect to the core of the clue network.
"Magnet...Magnet..." Feng Bujue thought, putting all the trivial plot items at hand into his clothes pocket.
Then he took out the pipe wrench again. Started the test.
This is a very simple test. He just used a pipe wrench to look for objects with magnetism.
Feng Bujue first held a pipe wrench, raised it to an inch above the trash on the ground, and slowly cruised around. If there is something like a magnet in it, it should be attracted. Or **** down the pipe wrench, but no.
"Well, the answer and the prompt are not in the same place. It's no surprise." He stood up with a noncommittal expression. Walk to cell number one.
Next, he was going to try the iron doors of those cells. His speculation is that maybe a certain door, or a certain part of the door, is magnetic. If he can't find all six doors after trying, he is ready to go back to cell zero to try his luck. If it still doesn't work, then he can only conduct a carpet search again, using the pipe clamp as a magnetic radar, sticking to every inch of the wall and floor to find where the magnetic source is.
All the above steps are completed. If there is still no magnet-like thing, there is only one way left, which is to reconsider the meaning of this prompt.
Five minutes passed, and the iron doors of the first three cells had no magnetic force, and Feng Bujue even reached into the food delivery port. I used a pipe wrench to probe the small piece of ground inside the door, but to no avail.
When he reached the door of Cell No. 4, Feng Bujue still followed the top-to-bottom convention and began to search slowly. this time. When the pipe wrench moved near the small iron window above the iron door, there was a sudden reaction.
Feng Bujue followed the feeling. Soon I found the source of this magnetic force, "Is it this..."
Cell No. 4 is the same as other cells. The small window on the door has an iron fence, and the number is five. But the difference is that the iron grid in the middle of the window of Cell No. 4 is magnetic.
The magnetic force is not very strong, not enough to hold the pipe clamp in Feng Bujue's hand on it without falling down, but it is enough to make the nearby metal objects react.
The iron fence is about 20 centimeters long, about the thickness of **** together. If you look closely, you can notice that the upper and lower parts of the iron fence are heavily rusted.
Feng Bujue tried to clamp the rusty mark on the upper part with a pipe wrench, and clamp it firmly, so that a few seconds later, with a squeak, the uppermost section of the iron grid was clamped off. He did the same, breaking the lower section as well, removing the middle section of the iron grid and holding it in his hand.
"So... I now have a cylindrical magnet that is more than ten centimeters long." Feng Bujue said: "What?"
Actually, what to do next is right in front of my eyes... Use a magnet to find the key.
Feng Bujue took the magnet again and sucked it over the garbage dump, thinking that he might find something like a pin or wire (although he wouldn't pry the door at all).
After unsuccessful, he returned to cell zero. The door of this cell can no longer be locked, and you can open and close freely whether you are inside or outside.
Feng Bujue picked up the scraps of cloth on the ground and began to weave the rope. If Xiao Tan is allowed to do this work, it will definitely be done properly. People eat with a scalpel, and weaving the rope is obviously a small case.
But Feng Bujue...he knows everything, but he is not good at it.
It's strange to say that he has a good brain and patience~IndoMTL.com~ With stable hands, he can complete very delicate tasks. But it was very weak for things like knitting and knotting. When I was a child, I learned how to tie shoelaces for two months. After learning to wear running shoes for a year, I slipped in and out, and I forgot to tie it a year later...
Getting back to the subject, it took Feng Bujue more than ten minutes before weaving a fairly strong rope of about two meters. Although he consciously used cloth strips of similar material and length, the rope is still thick and weird...
He confirmed the reliability of the rope again and again, and even jumped the rope for a while in the corridor... Then he safely tied the magnet to one end of the cloth rope.
Feng Bujue then, like fishing, threw the cloth rope and magnet in through the rice delivery port, and then pulled it back. About twenty minutes later, he confirmed that there were no keys under the beds and blind spots in the six cells.
"Hmm...could it be..." After countless failed attempts, his mind went back to a certain place.
"There is one thing in cell zero that is not used..." Feng Bujue walked back all the way: "Moreover, after the door is opened, you can return freely. I am afraid that all these imply..." To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m to read.)