Chapter 39 Time and Space Archive

Zhou Ziheng's words made Xia Xiqing doubt the connection between the two rooms. He simply thought that they were in the same grouping relationship before, but now it seems clearly not.

"Does your room have blue wallpaper, a bed, a black wardrobe, a small round table on a square rug, a radio on the round table, and a walnut desk?"

Zhou Ziheng, who was in another room, gave a positive answer, "Yes, there is a laptop in the middle of the desk, on the left is a lamp with a white lampshade, and three books are stacked. Stuff, now a picture frame."

Xia Xiqing looked at his desk, the decorations on it were exactly the same as Zhou Ziheng's description.

"Will you turn on the computer and try?" As he said, Xia Xiqing started his laptop. After a short boot time, a line of words appeared on the screen.

"A password is required to enter."

Zhou Ziheng saw the same as what he saw.

"What is the username?" Xia Xiqing stared at the screen and said.

"love1023."

Sure enough, it was exactly the same.

There were too many doubts, Xia Xiqing sat back in the chair, his eyes shifted from the interface of the laptop to the picture frame just now, and he, who had been focusing on other places, only then realized that the clothes of the couple in the photo were also blue. color and red.

He looked down at his dark blue shirt and thought of the clothes of the four of them, and suddenly understood the intentions of the program team. It's still the old routine of the previous show, which role you play in which room.

But in this way, he and Zhou Ziheng both played the roles of the male protagonists in the story. What is the purpose of this repetition. Thinking of this, all the unreasonable things that happened in the past all surfaced again.

After the password was found, the drawer on his side was opened first, and the one on Zhou Ziheng's side could be opened. It was he who put the album on the upper right corner of the table first, and Zhou Ziheng's album suddenly appeared.

This is through these props to imply the sequence of the two people!

"Zhou Ziheng," Xia Xiqing swiped the mouse cursor and looked at the time displayed in the lower left corner of the laptop's lock screen, "What time is it on your side?"

"13:10"

The blue light of the screen reflected in Xia Xiqing's pupils, and the white numbers glowing in the lower left corner stopped exactly at 13:00.

"I'm ten minutes ahead of you..."

Is this the plot of time travel? Xia Xiqing immediately reacted, why the first book on the table would be "Chaos Studies", and contact the content of the previous male protagonist's diary.

Could it be that he traveled through time and space and wanted to save the heroine?

Although this idea is big, it is not completely unfounded. Xia Xiqing picked up the diary again. The cover on it was so old that it almost fell off. And the cover has no sense of design at all. There is only one big Arabic numeral 1. Xia Xiqing flipped through the diary again, and the content was still the same.

He decided to discuss the existing clues with Zhou Ziheng.

"Zhou Ziheng, I guess the plot is like this. We both played the male protagonist. The male protagonist felt guilty because his girlfriend died, and then he did not know what method to use to travel through time and space, and returned to the time before his girlfriend had a heart attack. So there is a time difference between the two of us."

"Then what do you mean, you are ten minutes earlier than the time, so you are the one who traveled to before the death of your girlfriend? But if that's the case, why did your diary write the death record of the heroine? Since If you go back through time, the heroine should be able to be saved, right?"

Yes, this is a bug. The diary should be the memory archive of the male protagonist. If it is clearly written that the female protagonist is dead, it means that the female protagonist has died at 13:00. The two of them are now at the point in time after the heroine's death.

Xia Xiqing, who had lost his mind, pondered for a while, and walked to the round table with the radio, "This story can only find a complete plot if the lines of the male and female protagonists are unified. I think we should be with the other two who play the female protagonist. Personal communication."

"Well. Let's interrupt first." Zhou Ziheng suddenly seemed to remember something, "Then... Shall we make an appointment for the second connection? What if there are new clues?"

Zhou Ziheng didn't want to hang up with Xia Xiqing, he wanted to chat more for a while, but he also knew very well that it was impossible for the plot line to circle around the same character completely.

Xia Xiqing agreed quickly, "Well, half an hour later." After he finished speaking, he turned the blue knob to the bottom, and there were two knobs next to it. Xia Xiqing has not found the difference between the same characters, so he can only get close. Select the knob marked 0 and turn it on.

As he thought, there was a noisy background sound after the unscrewing. He sighed and stood up. It should have been known long ago that signal communication is not so simple. Xia Xiqing only hoped that the two who played the "girlfriend" could communicate with the "boyfriend" sooner rather than make him wait too long.

He returned to the desk with the most clues. Xia Xiqing, who had been immersed in the plot setting, suddenly found that there seemed to be a strangely shaped shadow on the lampshade that automatically turned on.

It looks like a projection of a puzzle. He tried to take off the lampshade, but found it was not that easy, so he had to reach for the incandescent light bulb hidden inside, only to find that there was a puzzle attached to it. Xia Xiqing tilted his head, his eyes fell on the blank area behind the door, it seemed that the previous one could be spliced ​​together. He turned the puzzle over, and was surprised to find that there was a sentence written on the back.

The characters are really too small, Xia Xiqing stared at the puzzle pieces and tried hard to identify them.

[Have you been clamoring to see the password of my computer? I wrote the password on the greeting card. ]

The computer's password is on the greeting card?

Xia Xiqing turned to the card and read the words in the card again.

[The moment I met you was the beginning of the big bang. Every particle left me and ran towards you. After that smallest moment, the universe was really born. ]

Apart from this text, the only number on the card is the birthday, October 23rd. Intuition told him that the password could not be so simple, not to mention that the birthday had already appeared on the account, but Xia Xiqing still tried it, and it was wrong.

At this time, the background noise of the radio suddenly stopped, and a girl's voice came.

"Hello? Are you Ziheng or Xi Qing?"

It was Ruan Xiao's voice, and the signal was finally connected. Xia Xiqing responded immediately, "I'm Xia Xiqing, Ruan Xiao, long story short, you should already know that you are playing your girlfriend by now."

"Well, but besides me, Sirui should be too."

"So you have been in contact with Sirui just now?" Xia Xiqing found a pen, opened the blank part of the diary, and wanted to write down the valid information in Ruan Xiao's mouth, "Have you found anything, such as time difference, or identity difference?"

"How do I tell you?" Ruan Xiao seemed to be a little embarrassed, "Although I found a calendar of events in the room and wrote some events on it, but there are many doubts, I can't believe it. The event is not real."

Xia Xiqing heard that Ruan Xiao was a little flustered. To be honest, he was a little surprised. Ruan Xiao has always been calm and smart, with clear thinking. Even she felt panic, indicating that the plot this time was really difficult, "Tell me first, why do you Can't believe it?"

"Because of the clues that Sirui found, the events recorded in it are completely different from mine. It's very strange, if both of us are 'girlfriends', shouldn't it be the same chain of events?"

As it turned out, Xia Xiqing asked rhetorically, "What if you are 'female protagonists' in different time and space?"

Ruan Xiao was silent.

"I saw a book about "Chaos Science" in the room, which talked about the butterfly effect. When you make choices and changes at a certain point in time, it may affect the occurrence of a series of subsequent events. If this The script contains the assumption of parallel time and space, and it actually makes sense that you have different chains of events."

Speaking of which, Xia Xiqing suddenly thought that if Ruan Xiao and himself were in the same time and space, the chain of events should overlap, especially the ending. This is a way for him to verify the matching degree of time and space.

"Ruan Xiao, what events are recorded in your schedule?" Xia Xiqing thought of the existence of a killer in this game. In order to eliminate Ruan Xiao's defense against him, he first said it to himself, "My side is in the form of a diary. For the record, I won’t talk about the previous love story, just talk about the day of May 20, 2019. The boyfriend and his girlfriend quarreled, the girlfriend went to the train station in a fit of anger and wanted to go back to her parents’ house. He died of a heart attack at the station."

"Sudden heart attack..."

"Well, this is what I wrote in my diary, how about you? What's your event training like?"

Ruan Xiao was silent for a while, then said, "Similar to you, the heroine finally died."

Xia Xiqing felt that Ruan Xiao's tone was a bit wrong, but he couldn't describe what was wrong. Just when he felt strange, Ruan Xiao asked again, "Xiqing, as far as the clues you have found so far, has the male lead gone out? "

This question was asked endlessly, and Xia Xiqing did not respond to Ruan Xiao's implication, "I don't know, because I don't have enough clues now, maybe the male protagonist will go out after turning off the phone."

"Okay." Ruan Xiao heard the sound of rummaging through things, and then she said, "There are two blue knobs and one red knob on the radio on my side. Are you the opposite of me?"

"That's right, there's a 0 under your red knob."

"You too." Ruan Xiao replied, "This should show that we are a match."

"The bottom of our knob is 0, and the knobs of Zhou Ziheng and Shang Sirui are not marked. The program team should distinguish them in pairs." But Xia Xiqing felt Ruan Xiao's uncertainty, otherwise she would not use it. "...that's right".

"What time is the time displayed in your room?" As soon as he asked this sentence, a noise came from the radio. Ruan Xiao unilaterally cut off the signal.

Why would she do this?

Could it be that what she said made her doubt? The real killer will not easily disclose his information to the other party, because they are not sure which information will reveal his identity. Ruan Xiao still doesn't understand this.

Xia Xiqing thought it was strange. He walked to the radio and turned the button of Shang Sirui, but there was still a noise, and he turned the button of Zhou Ziheng again.

"Are you there..." He almost muttered in a low voice, but he didn't expect to actually receive a response.

"Yes." Zhou Ziheng's voice was decisive and steady.

Xia Xiqing was a little surprised, "Have you been waiting for me?"

"Half an hour has passed." Zhou Ziheng paused, then brought the topic back, "Did you just get any news?"

"There is no news that is very useful." Xia Xiqing did not intend to share Ruan Xiao's anomaly with Zhou Ziheng. This time the killer could be anyone other than himself, including Zhou Ziheng. Now I am at a loss. If others misjudge because of their own words, the consequences of voting will be unimaginable.

"Have you opened your notebook?"

Zhou Ziheng mentioned this, but Xia Xiqing remembered the half-solved password, "No, it's said that the password is on the greeting card."

"You enter 1043."

As soon as he sat back in front of the computer, Xia Xiqing heard Zhou Ziheng say the laptop password directly. If someone else said it, Xia Xiqing would still be suspicious, but what Zhou Ziheng said must have been verified to be extremely accurate.

Type these four numbers on the keyboard and hit Enter. Sure enough, the laptop's password was unlocked.

"Did you figure it out based on the words on the greeting card?"

"Well." Zhou Ziheng explained to him, "From the first time I saw this sentence, I thought it should be a clue. First, I compared the encounter to a big bang, and then said that the universe was born, and then I contacted the previous desk. The second book above is related to the origin of the universe no matter how you look at it."

Xia Xiqing picked up the second book at hand and turned to page 610, "That's it... Zhou Xueba, please explain it to me."

Hearing Xia Xiqing's light and fluttering voice, it was like coquetry, more like flirting, Zhou Ziheng cleared his throat and tried to explain the origin of the universe to him, "In fact, there are many discussions in the physics community about the origin of the universe. The explosion theory is one of the more accepted ones. Scientists divide the big bang into several stages, and I will not expand it in detail. There is a special stage, which is 10 minus 43 seconds after the start of the big bang. In this stage, the universe emerges from the background of quantum fluctuations and begins to exist independently, so this time also becomes the time point of the birth of the universe."

It was so.

In fact, when Zhou Ziheng was explaining, Xia Xiqing had also turned to the big bang theory on that page and found the line with the data.

However, Xia Xiqing, who had listened carefully to popular science, couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. Whenever Zhou Ziheng talks about these scientific theories with extremely high thresholds, he seems to have changed a person, no longer a sought-after star, nor that innocent and honest big boy. The whole person becomes rational and soft, which makes people involuntarily feel a sense of admiration. Such a feeling may be derived from the grafting of human beings' natural awe of science, which shifts their emotions from science to those who explain and explore science.

If it weren't for the fact that he was recording the show, Xia Xiqing would have really wanted to say something to Zhou Ziheng at an inopportune moment.

[I have fantasized about the scene where you explain physics to me while you sleep with me. ]

The icy hypothesis that is far away light-years is close to the fiery body temperature that fits the texture. Two kinds of "explosions" that are extremely opposed to each other create a very fragrant nebula.

People always say that men who engage in art are sexy. Why does Xia Xiqing think that men who engage in science are the real sexy?

Perhaps, extreme rationality and extreme sensibility are the same thing on a certain level.

"What's wrong? Did you untie it?"

"Oh, it's open." Xia Xiqing replied, thinking of Xiao Xiang just now, he couldn't help laughing at himself. The desktop of the computer was still the photo by the beach.

Suddenly, he saw a folder on the desktop named [2 Memory Archive]

He opened the folder in doubt, and found that there was an exe executable program in it. Xia Xiqing clicked to run it with the mentality of giving it a try. Unexpectedly, the computer screen turned black.

"...My computer has a black screen." Just like what everyone who encounters a black screen on the computer would do, Xia Xiqing first pressed the power button subconsciously, and then closed the laptop screen with a snap.

At this time, he suddenly discovered that there was a number - 2 pasted on the casing of the notebook.

He quickly thought of the diary just now, with the number 1 on the cover. There must be an implied relationship between these numbers.

"Is it okay now? Why is the screen black?"

Xia Xiqing opened the laptop again and found that the computer seemed to have restarted.

"Wait a minute, I'll re-enter the password."

Just when he finished losing the four numbers of 1043 and was about to hit the Enter key with his finger, he suddenly noticed an abnormality, his finger stopped in the air.

The time of the laptop lock screen has changed, to be precise, it is back to 12:30.

It's all so weird, what does backward time mean? Xia Xiqing clicked Enter, the desktop was the same as it was a few minutes ago, but when he opened the folder named [2 Memory Archives], he found a new txt file with a sentence written in it.

[Even after being together for so long, she still doesn't believe me. The bombardment of the phone calls is unreasonable. I want to be alone for a while, and no one bothers me. ]

The cursor stays on the last word. Xia Xiqing suddenly discovered that not only was the time earlier, but the boyfriend at this time had not received the notification of his girlfriend's death!

He stared at the name of the folder and didn't speak for a long time. The clue marked No. 2 and the clue marked No. 1 are not the same event, and the events are different.

Ruan Xiao also revealed a piece of information just now, Shang Sirui and her event chain are not the same, that is to say, the clues in their hands are not the same number!

"Is there a number on the cover of your previous diary?"

Zhou Ziheng hummed, "There are numbers on the laptop too."

Indeed it is.

According to this reasoning, find clues with the same number, and integrate the memory archives of the male and female protagonists, you can get a complete plot line.

But Ruan Xiao's attitude was not clear. Xia Xiqing didn't want to risk his clues easily, so he thought of Shang Sirui, who had not been contacted yet. Logically speaking, Shang Sirui has been a killer once, and it is unlikely that he will go undercover twice. But there are no absolutes in the world, especially such a perverted program group.

In any case, he must communicate with Shang Sirui.

"Self-honored."

Every time Xia Xiqing called him that, Zhou Ziheng was not used to it, but he was also a little unspeakably happy, as if he had been flattered. He couldn't help but become gentle in his answer, "Well, what's wrong?"

"I may have to temporarily disconnect our signal now. I want to go to Shang Sirui, okay." In fact, Xia Xiqing did not need to seek Zhou Ziheng's approval. The character of an angel, secondly... I don't know why, he really felt that it was a bit sorry for Zhou Ziheng to do so.

Zhou Ziheng's voice changed, the previous gentleness disappeared, and it became dull and dull.

"There's nothing wrong, and it's not the first time."

The author has something to say: Director: Two handsome guys, there is a limit to your flirting. Zhou Ziheng, do you dare to be more obvious about this vinegar?

It was really not easy for Xia Xiqing to win this game. The only way to communicate with each other was to make phone calls. No clues from other rooms could be seen. Even if they couldn't figure it out, it might not be true.

PS: I revised the previous chapter, which is the label of the two knobs of the same color on the radio. I wrote P and N before, but I didn’t expect them to be suitable and chose these two, but I found that I misled you and put you The idea of ​​​​has run away (to put it bluntly, it is not a simple past and now) 233, so I canceled the letter label, and now there are two knobs of the same color, one marked with 0, and the other without anything marked, so as to distinguish.