He quickly walked back to the door he had just entered, and knocked hard: "Ranbo? We are separated by a door now, can you hear me knocking on the door?" But the door only had a fingerprint lock on Bai Chunian's side. , even if you know the password, you can't open it.

Rimbaud: "I can't hear it, the door is soundproof."

Bai Chunian was right after thinking about it, otherwise why did these bastards leave the communicator to them.

"It's okay, I just walked through that house, you can just lose 74692."

"Oh." Rimbaud entered the password as he said, and the combination lock suddenly turned on a red light, giving off a sharp false alarm.

Rimbaud: "Wrong."

Bai Chunian was shocked: "I'm not wrong, did you press it wrong?"

Rimbaud: "I'll try again."

Bai Chunian: "Don't! You've made a mistake twice, and if you press me again, you won't have a wife. Go and take off the round mirror on the wall, then sit on the toilet and take a picture of the machine on the corner of the roof. Turn the laser back on the wallpaper and see."

Rimbaud complied: "The number is, 14638."

Bai Chunian: "...It seems that once you open the lock, the password changes once...you're careless. You click carefully, I don't want to be a widow A."

There was a ding dong from Lan Bo's side, the password was correct, but the door could not be opened. It seemed that only Bai Chunian could enter the next room before Lan Bo could open the door.

"I'm looking to see if there's anything here." Bai Chunian flipped through the cabinet, "There's a test tube rack at the top of the cabinet."

Inside the test tube rack was a tube of unpacked injection. Bai Chunian took out the injection and looked at the light. The potion inside was transparent, but nothing was written on the package.

Leave him alone, let's talk about it.

Bai Chunian: "There is only one injection on the test tube rack, and the table top is quite clean."

A wrought iron flower stand was placed beside the hospital bed against the wall. On the flower stand were several pots of fake flowers. A small watering can was placed on the edge of the fake lace. On the side of the flower stand was a calendar that was torn one page a day.

"..." Bai Chunian picked up the small watering can and sprayed the calendar casually, and a string of numbers appeared in the blank of the page, "25319."

Enter the password, and the password device ding-dong lights up green.

"Huh? That's it?" Bai Chunian was a little puzzled.

These passwords cannot be described as simple or difficult, but are too routine and convenient. It is not like a secret room, but like a password in the army, which is routinely changed every time to determine the identity of the soldier.

This kind of password setting is generally applied in the workplace of a company with slightly higher confidentiality requirements. You can check the updated password every time you perform a routine routine.

Bai Chunian felt very relaxed. He pushed the door and went in. This time it was a gym. He walked to the middle of the room, the door behind him slammed shut, and the door on Lan Bo's side also opened.

Bai Chunian said, "You went to the infirmary, right? There are two beds."

Rimbaud hummed.

Bai Chunian said happily: "Oh, there is a watering can on the flower stand. You can spray it on the calendar and you can see the password. I feel that the password should be changed once a day, not every time the lock is opened. It should be changed with me just now. The password to come in is the same."

Rimbaud was silent on the other side.

Bai Chunian: "What's wrong?"

Rimbaud: "The test tube is empty. Did you take the injection?"

Bai Chunian took out the injection in his pocket: "Ah, yes, I took it."

Rimbaud asked again, "What else did you see?"

Bai Chunian recalled: "Fake flowers, cold medicine, infusion stand."

Rimbaud fell silent again.

Bai Chunian restrained his relaxed smile, leaned against the wall, and asked softly, "What's the matter, baby."

Rimbaud stood in the middle of the infirmary. The test tube rack on the cabinet beside him overturned. He looked down and stared coldly at a corpse in a researcher's uniform lying on the ground.

"You're deceiving me. Do you think you can fool me like this?" Rimbaud asked indifferently to the communicator, "You lied to me with the wrong password, you want to kill me. Who are you?"

Chapter 152

Bai Chunian was stunned for a moment, then sat on the ground with his back against the door, and chuckled lightly: "You finally showed off, pretending to be like Rimbaud, you fooled me."

Rimbaud: "What?"

Twenty minutes ago.

Bai Chunian woke up slowly and found himself lying on the floor of the bathroom. The wallpaper was yellow, and the wall on the side that separated the bathroom and toilet from wet and dry was red tiles.

There is a door corresponding to the two walls of the bathroom, one door needs to be opened with a fingerprint, and the other door needs to be opened with a password.

He sat up slowly, rubbed his sore neck, and touched the cold suppressor on the back of his neck. The shape of the suppressor was different from what he had worn before. Bai Chunian stood up subconsciously, thinking of looking at this in front of the mirror. What's so special about suppressors.

But the square hanging mirror in front of the sink is not a mirror, but a monitor screen.

There are three pictures with serial numbers on the display screen. Picture a is the back of Bai Chunian standing with his hands in his pockets. Bai Chunian carefully identified it and found a tag hanging on the suppressor on the back of his neck, which read:

[Forcibly dragging and triggering the alarm five times will start the destruction process. 】

The b picture is Rimbaud who just woke up from another room that looks like a restaurant. From the camera, Rimbaud can be seen climbing to the bar to sniff and take a sip of the faucet. He looked around for a while, climbed to the door where the fingerprint lock was installed, muttered "what the hell", and pressed his hand on the fingerprint scanner. Of course, the result was an input error, so Bai Chunian pinched it for him. sweat.

In picture c, it is also the same dining room room, but Rimbaud is lying on the ground motionless.

At this time, a sentence is displayed on the screen: "Please touch the screen to select the caller."

What a trick. Bai Chunian was a little surprised.

What is choosing the call object, does it mean that there is a Rimbaud in these two pictures that is fake?

He thought for a while, chose b, and whispered to himself, "It's my wife at first glance."