A washed-up celebrity on a dating reality show starts by forcibly kissing a young lady from the Beij

Chapter 86 My brain circuits are faster than a washing machine

Chen Feng frowned.

Gan!

guessed wrong?

Or is the order wrong?

Chen Feng stared at the flashing red light, a sudden sense of foreboding rising in his heart.

These old-fashioned electronic combination locks usually have an anti-theft mechanism.

If there is a limit to the number of times you can enter your password.

For example, if the box is automatically locked after three incorrect attempts, or even if some kind of penalty mechanism is triggered, then he may completely lose the chance to open the box.

We cannot blindly try and fail.

We must re-examine the clues.

Just as Chen Feng's brain was working at high speed, trying to find logical loopholes...

Outside.

Song Qianqian's scream rose another octave, its penetrating power soaring straight into Chen Feng's ears.

"Chen Feng!!!"

"Are you even a man?!"

"I'm about to be bitten to death! What are you still doing in there! Help me!"

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The banging on the door became incredibly intense, clearly indicating that the "battle" outside had reached a fever pitch.

The NPC's dedicated roars and Song Qianqian's screams mingled together, creating an auditory disaster.

Chen Feng closed his eyes.

I took a deep breath.

How does this woman have such a large lung capacity?

Chen Feng stood up and walked to the abandoned medical cabinet.

He rummaged through it.

He quickly found a rusty tin box, opened it, and found several unused long medical cotton swabs inside.

Chen Feng pulled out two cotton swabs.

Then he inserted the two cotton swabs into his left and right ears respectively.

The world became quiet instantly.

Chen Feng clapped his hands in satisfaction, turned around and walked back to the combination lock box, continuing to stare at the numbers on the prescription slip, immersed in a state of solving the case.

It was as if the female celebrity being chased and crawling around on the ground by zombies outside the door was just a wisp of air.

The live stream chat was flooded with comments!

[Hahahaha! Holy crap! I can't take it anymore! I'm going to die laughing in this live stream!]

[What the hell is this about plugging ears with cotton swabs?! Chen Feng, you really know about physical noise reduction!]

[Chen Feng: As long as I can't hear you, you're not in danger.]

[Hahaha! He thinks it's too noisy! He doesn't even bother to hide it!]

[Hilarious! Woman, don't bother me while I'm solving the case!! Women will only slow down my sword-drawing speed!]

[Song Qianqian's voice was almost hoarse from shouting outside, but the person inside thought she was too noisy and physically blocked her out! The contrast is incredible!]

[A total heartbreaker! This is absolutely irresistible to straight men! Song Qianqian's flirtatious glances were practically directed at a blind man!]

[Seriously, buddy, you're supposed to be a male guest on a dating reality show! Aren't you worried the director will dock your appearance fee for doing this?!]

[What kind of reality show is this?! This is clearly Chen Feng's personal legal education segment + an escape room survival game!]

[Am I the only one who noticed Chen Feng's reasoning process just now? It was so cool! His brain works faster than my washing machine!]

[If your washing machine is spinning fast, it probably needs fixing.]

[Hahaha! If Jiang Jingyan were outside, Chen Feng would probably have kicked the door down and dragged her in!]

[Be confident, drop the "I'm afraid"! If it were Jiang Jingyan, Chen Feng would not only kick the door down, but also twist off that zombie NPC's head and kick it like a ball!]

Double standards! This is blatant double standards! But I love it so much, hahaha!

[Song Qianqian: In the end, it was all in vain.]

[NPC: Seriously, can you guys have some respect for me? I'm exhausted from chasing you!]

Inside the door.

Wearing his "specially made noise-canceling headphones," Chen Feng was completely isolated from the outside world.

He squatted in front of the briefcase, his eyes fixed on the prescription.

"Death" is written upside down.

A family of three.

10 small lights and 1 large light.

Incorrect password.

"What went wrong...?"

Chen Feng muttered to himself.

He raised his head and looked again at the upside-down character for "death" on the wall.

Upside down!

Chen Feng's pupils suddenly contracted!

What if not only the words were upside down, but the numbers were upside down too?!

If it's 18, turn it upside down...

If it's 19, turn it upside down...

A smug smile slowly crept onto Chen Feng's lips.

"That's interesting."

"Production team, you've successfully caught my attention."

"Bang bang bang!"

Outside, Song Qianqian's banging on the door continued.

"Chen Feng! You've gone too far! I'll haunt you even as a ghost!"

Chen Feng chuckled softly.

"Then remember to be a smart ghost, so you don't even know which way the King of Hell's door opens."

Chen Feng looked at the combination lock.

Since it's logic reversed, then 18 reversed becomes 81?

Chen Feng extended his slender fingers and smoothly pressed 8111 on the keypad.

Drop drop-!

The red light is flashing.

Chen Feng's smile froze.

Gan.

He continued typing 9111.

Drop drop-!

The red light flashed wildly again.

Chen Feng took a deep breath.

Don't panic, it's not a big problem.

Since entering all four numbers together will result in an error, let's change our strategy.

Try it one number at a time and see if the red light comes on!

Chen Feng's eyes narrowed, and he carefully pressed the number 1 with his index finger.

drop--!

The red light is on.

Chen Feng understood.

It turns out this broken box is a multiple-choice question; entering one wrong number will immediately result in an error, so you don't need to enter all four digits!

The prop master of this show is quite cunning.

Chen Feng sneered, his fingers flying across the keyboard.

Press 8.

Beep! Red light.

Press 9.

Beep! Red light.

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes and fell into deep thought.

1 is wrong, 8 is wrong, and 9 is wrong.

Did all of my reasoning just now fail?

If the character for "death" is reversed, what else could it be if not the numbers reversed?

Physical inversion? Washing hair upside down? Or something else?

Chen Feng's brain began to race wildly.

Literal inversion?