Chapter 695 Walking in Front of You

Seven curves, like the twists and turns of the waves, but meaningless.

But when Ji Li looked at it horizontally, he suddenly realized the way to solve the problem.

Perhaps, he looked at things from a too conventional perspective.

The knocking sound did not have a melody or rhythm, and the meaning behind it could not be seen.

But this was because the visitor did not directly convey the information he revealed, but deliberately tampered with it.

The real version of this series of knocking sounds should still need secondary processing to crack the code.

Ji Li walked to the bedside and held the paper horizontally in his hand again, and a series of signals echoed in his mind.

This time, he did not arrange each section of knocking horizontally.

Instead, he turned it 90 degrees and arranged it vertically.

He tore off the original piece of paper, recalled the knocking sound while comparing it with each other, and recorded it again on the second piece of paper.

Within a few minutes of silence, a brand new, reverse version appeared on the paper.

And this time, when Ji Li looked at it, he finally understood what the knocking sound meant.

The paper still had a wavy curve, but it was very different from the horizontal version.

After switching to the vertical version, the curves were not continuous, and there were intervals in a series of signals.

These intervals changed the seven curves into three short ones.

And this time, Ji Li suddenly found that these curves were connected and would converge into a "music score".

And it was a familiar score, even he could hum it.

"Twinkle, twinkle little star, the sky is full of little stars, hanging in the sky and shining..."

This is a very classic and easy-to-understand children's song.

Ji Li slowly put down the music score, and he turned his head involuntarily to look at the door.

After Ji Li recorded the signals and drew them into a curve, the visitor disappeared.

Perhaps this is the purpose of its existence.

"Intellectual game..."

Ji Li has not experienced such a purely intellectual task for a long time.

Too often, the timeline of the reception task is very long, which makes the main line of the task extremely rich and complex.

He hadn't seen such a difficult problem that tests thinking for a long time.

The knocking sound lasted for half an hour, but he couldn't hear any melody at all, let alone tell that it was a nursery rhyme.

That was because the visitor deliberately tampered with the continuous way of the notes in the opposite direction.

Under normal thinking, the recorder would subconsciously regard the knocking sound as a continuous and uninterrupted signal.

But this kind of thinking would be completely incomprehensible.

If Ji Li hadn't changed his direction when he reread his notes, he would have received a hint in his thinking.

He would never have thought that a piece of music would involve a thinking scam in the opposite direction.

After sorting out the correct thinking and solving the problem correctly, things would be simple.

The real clues were on the surface.

Ji Li looked at the new version of the music score in his palm and put it in his arms. He looked at the old version of the music score and put it back in his bag with his notes.

He squatted beside the second suitcase and began to pick up the first music score book.

It is certain that the book and the broken bamboo flute in this suitcase are what Ru Ru wants in item B.

When everything came to light, it was obvious what Ruru feared and had to hide.

This suitcase satisfied the two points that Ji Li had thought about before.

First, it was something Ruru had hidden, although it was a bit clumsy;

Second, judging from the broken bamboo flute, Ruru's mother did not want Ruru to learn these things.

Ruru's mother, judging from the previous store manager's task, is a person with a strong desire for control and possession.

It has even reached the level of perversion.

Then, it is understandable that Ruru hides the things she loves.

He is not afraid of these things, but of being discovered by his mother.

Ji Li opened the dusty books one by one, and finally found what he wanted in the third to last book.

This book has only a dozen pages, but more than half of them have been torn, and the few remaining pages are yellowed and very wrinkled.

Judging from this situation, Ruru has spent a lot of thought and shed a lot of tears to save these things.

It can be seen what a terrible mother Ruru's mother is.

And in one of the torn pages, he finally found the nursery rhyme.

The font was very wide, and the handwriting was not clear. Most of the information was torn off on the score.

However, Ji Li saw a few lines of small words on the torn paper.

"Ruru, this is the song you are most proficient in.

If you can play it for your parents on Mid-Autumn Festival, I believe they will support you to continue learning.

Don't be discouraged, what parents don't love their children?

If you have anything, remember to come downstairs to find me at any time.

- Teacher Liu."

Fortunately, this outdated information was not destroyed by Ruru's mother's behavior.

However, there is nothing noteworthy about these few simple sentences.

The only function is to reveal the next direction of action to Ji Li.

The person knocking on the door outside is likely to be this teacher Liu.

He will definitely look for this teacher Liu next.

Perhaps from there, Ji Li can also get more detailed clues.

According to the description, this teacher Liu should live downstairs, but there is no clear address.

Ji Li hesitated as he looked at the suitcase, and finally took away the nursery rhyme score and the half bamboo flute.

After nearly an hour of searching, it was time for him to leave Ruru's house and enter the next act of the game.

Before opening the door, he turned back and glanced at the portrait on the altar table.

Judging from the handwriting left by Teacher Liu, the current timeline should not be in the past.

In other words, Ruru's father must be dead, but what does the scene of a family of three eating on the balcony mean?

Ji Li glanced at the kitchen and finally opened the door.

There is only one household, Ruru, on the 18th floor, which makes the corridor here look particularly desolate.

In the corridor in the normal world, there is no darkness, only flashing emergency lights.

In the dark and quiet environment, Ji Li carried his backpack and gradually walked towards the stairs.

And when he was walking in the corridor for the first time, he finally noticed an unusual change.

Since the last time he went out was in the supernatural world, his trajectory does not appear in the normal world.

But now, there are indeed two lines of footprints in front of him.

The row on the left is very ordinary, nothing special about it.

The footprints are evenly spaced, as if the person is extremely leisurely, as relaxed as strolling in a garden.

Something is wrong with the row on the right.

It is better to say that it is a footprint, and each footprint is incomplete.

The man should be barefoot, with only the second half of the footprints and no five toes.

Ji Li frowned and stood between the two lines of footprints, looking left and right.

The footprints on the right may be a ghost, or the visitor outside the door, or maybe it is Teacher Liu.

And the person on the left...

Ji Li leaned down and carefully observed the footprints on the left side, and found that a thin layer of dust had fallen into the depression.

This means that the person has been gone for a long time.

This shows that a certain store manager has already walked in front of Ji Li.

As stated in the mission summary, game participants will be in the same world.

Ji Li thought that although the three choices he made in the first act took an hour, each step went extremely smoothly.

Every decision, including action, is extremely clean and neat, without any lag.

So, if there is one person who is ahead of him, among the ten players today.

Perhaps only Gu Xingjian has this ability.

But judging from the dusty condition of the footprints, Gu Xingjian walked at least half an hour ahead of him.

But how did he do it?