With a slight flower, the wastebasket became a piece of constantly fluctuating and flashing dirty color; After two seconds, the mosaic retreated two steps to the side and turned into a full stomach of unwilling Descartes: "... Waste paper basket is waste paper basket, messy, how can you see that it has been turned over?"

"You don't understand that."

Bohemia became complacent, banged open several drawers, looked at it and taught it: "I have been a prey and a hunter. In the process of chasing and killing, it is often some details that determine the success or failure of both sides..."

"Onion undress -" the voice of the copy host suddenly rang.

"Wait a minute!" How can Bohemia tolerate being interrupted at this time and pinch the onion above his head: "take it off when I finish talking! It's rude!"

The host of the copy choked back half a sentence and actually shut up obediently.

"Do you remember that I ate a bag of potato chips before?" She loosened the onions, left the drawer open, pinched the crumpled plastic bag from the wastebasket and asked.

"Sandy winters", the warden, probably never ate snacks in the office before. More than half a bucket of scraps, paper balls and envelopes were piled up in the wastebasket. Until Bohemia came, there were more food packaging bags.

"Yes, so what?"

"That man was very careful. After he finished flipping, he put the potato chip bag back to the top of the garbage can in the same order as I threw it in. Hum, but he was too careful, which betrayed him. Who am I!" Bohemia's eyes were bright and Triumphant: "... I was always careless when eating snacks. After eating, there were many fragments in the bag. I threw them all into the bag, and some potato chips spilled out. I thought at that time, it was a game anyway, and I didn't clean it... But you see, the ground is clean now."

When Descartes came up to see it, the ground also became a mosaic.

"When the man slipped in quietly, he must be very nervous because he didn't know when I would come back. Plus there were so many places to search, he probably didn't have time to pay attention to the ground." She checked the documents in the drawer one by one and said, "I guess when he returned the goods to their original place, he saw potato chips on the ground. He probably thought it was spilled when he turned over the wastebasket... So he picked up all the pieces and threw them back."

Descartes collapsed and lay on the ground.

"I thought you had a talent for detective," it seemed very disappointed. "It's because others don't know that you spill your food every time you eat? How do you know it's not the cleaner!"

Bohemia was unhappy all of a sudden: "talk with a fart! Why don't the cleaners empty the whole basket!"

"Okay?" The copy host was a little intolerable, "now it's time to strip the onions, in order, from the player Bohemia!"

Bohemia's heart jumped and he withdrew his eyes from the drawer; One person, one essence, one onion all calm down and don't move. With the onion creaking, she knew that another fact about herself had been revealed.

"When the player Bohemia was reading while eating chocolate macaroni in Exodus, she dropped a large piece of chocolate on the sofa in Lin San's wine room. She turned over the cushion and put it back."

What the hell! Not to mention five lives?

Seeing the wall flash, the examination room picture of Lin San wine appeared again, and posimiaton blushed; She never admitted defeat. Just about to speak, she was interrupted by the copy host in time.

"Player Lin Sanjiu,"

Lin Sanjiu, who was lowering his head and pretending to read the exam paper, couldn't help looking cold when he heard the words - "among her friends, there is a person who is getting closer and closer to her now."

Lin Sanjiu suddenly looked up, forgetting for a moment that he was still in the examination room: "who is it? In this world?"

"It will only reveal one fact related to you at a time, and I won't say it if you ask."

"39!" The invigilator looked like he was staring at her. Sure enough, he immediately opened his mouth, "speak without permission, and immediately record a demerit!"

Although I don't know what the punishment is, I'm afraid the punishment will not be much better if she looks down at the exam paper and suddenly looks ugly.

Bohemia has the "right to trade". If you stretch your head to have a look, you can see the content of her exam paper; But she hesitated for a while, but did not ask to see her test paper.

"Have you only answered one question wrong after so long?" She thought for a moment and asked. "Yes, just blink."

Lin Sanjiu's dark eyelashes blinked quickly, as if it could arouse a gust of wind.

"... what is that?" Bohemia was a little confused. "Don't you just answer one question wrong? Is this the first time onions are undressed? Yes, just blink."

Lin Sanjiu blinked his eyes slowly.

Bohemia was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly understood, "you have only answered one question for so long, and you have made a mistake?"

Lin Sanjiu blinked his eyes reluctantly.

"Then I'm not in a hurry," Bohemia was happy, and looked at his face and stifled his belly of laughter. "My progress is very smooth! You slowly make mistakes, I'll deal with the situation here, and then come back to you!"

Before the other party finished nodding her head, she waved her hand into the air and motioned the copy host to cut off the picture.

Sitting back in his chair, Bohemia put his feet on the table, stared at the half open drawer, and thought for a while. Descartes was very interested in her brain activity, swaggered up and said in her ear, "you know, when human beings think, it looks much more delicious than usual... Well, I use the word 'delicious' because you better understand what I mean. In fact, you don't have any delicious food..."

Bohemia's consciousness and flexibility are not in the same breath as Lin Sanjiu - she elongated and twisted Descartes into fried dough twist, and snorted, "is there any bullshit? If not, you can also think about who entered my office."

"... who is it? Anyway, it's not your goal." Descartes released his body and didn't forget to return a word.

Oh, yes, there are goals.

Calculate the goal of the second stage, she has almost completed it: find out the flaws of doctor Ming and let her quit; By the way, I found that the beef secretary and she were birds of a feather in the same boat, colluding with each other; Agent Gell died and was sent away. There was an old leather shoe left. Be more careful, and you'll deal with it all.

"What is the goal of the third stage?" Bohemia raised her voice and asked toward the office wall.

The host of the copy said, "well, it's not time to tell the target of the third stage... NPC is coming in, please prepare."

Who bothered her again?

Bohemia sighed. As soon as the door opened, the beef Secretary poked in a somewhat tired face.

"Miss winters," one afternoon passed, and his strength seemed to be drained. "You should go to the prison to have a look. After the riot this afternoon, many prisoners look a little anxious and irritable. You always know best how to calm them down... To be honest, the prison guards have called me several times and asked if you want to go."

So she still has this ability!

That's right. The protagonist of the game should be a little good.

Bohemia was not in a hurry to get up. She whirled around in the chair for two times. When she faced the meat Secretary again, she reached out and pressed the table, leaned over and asked: "... Did you deliberately lock your old leather shoes into the conference room before?"

The beef Secretary nodded with a wry smile. "Although gel had a spasm due to the effect of drugs and I pretended to have him sent away, it would be bad if he went to the medical department on a whim to see him because he couldn't wait for you... So I just locked the door to prevent him from breaking down."

"I can't remember clearly. Remind me what kind of door lock it is? You locked it with a key from outside? Didn't he hear you lock the door?"

"In fact, when he entered the door and sat down, the key was already inserted in the lock outside the door," the beef Secretary laughed, "When I close the door, I turn the key to the side of the lock - but you know, if I turn the key when the door is open, the pop-up lock cylinder will block the door, and the door won't close. So I turn the key a little, so that only a small part of the lock cylinder that can slide into the door frame pops out, and then at the moment the door closes, I can completely lock the door. Moreover, the sound of the door closing can also be covered up Hold the pop-up sound of the lock cylinder. He only heard me close the door inside, but he didn't know that I had locked the door. "

"What a clever mind!" Descartes Jing exclaimed, "fortunately, he is your ally, otherwise your official career -"

Why are you always thinking about this!

Bohemia gasped and asked, "but there's another thing I'm afraid of finding out the old leather shoes. You said that you asked someone to send agent ger to the medical room, but there was no such person, in case he found out and became suspicious..."

Beef Secretary waved his hand: "Miss winters, how can you forget that I was inspired by you. You see, in fact, there was no company during the period between agent gel and him outside the prison after the spasm. Why was there no one during this period? It's easy to explain that there was a riot. Everyone was a little nervous and misunderstood. It should be noted that agent gel had to be accompanied from the prison to the medical department People. So when I left, didn't I ask Wenda to go with me? I made an excuse to let him wait on the way to the medical department, and then agent gel would pretend to have a continuous spasm and fall in front of him after completing the task... In this way, the suspicion was much smaller. What's more, Wenda is not an experienced FBI agent and won't find anything wrong with the fake spasm. "

If I remember correctly, WINDA is the man in the overalls. Bohemia was stunned. I can't imagine that the beef secretary had arranged so many things quietly in such a short period of time——

"Miss winters," the beef Secretary suddenly became a little shy, "are you teasing me again? Aren't you still teaching me these little skills?"

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, go to bed early has nothing to do with me! In addition, I really stood up to test the door lock, which was very feasible before I wrote it. Only at 3:00 in the middle of the night, I heard the sound of my clicking door lock and door close echoing in the corridor... The awakened neighbor probably thought there was a fool living next door... By the way, it seems that I can't send a short message to the author. If you get the book, send the address to this mailbox: (in other words, I found that there were colleagues sent to me last year...)