After finishing his appreciation of the appearance of the two people, Xia Xiqing looked around and found that the room was very different from theirs. It was obviously a bedroom, and the furnishings inside were also very simple, with a black wooden wardrobe, a round table on the wool carpet, and a small bed.

Shang Sirui had a different strategy from them. He collected everything that looked like clues and put it on the round table, and then analyzed it one by one.

"Ziheng, please help me see if these things are useful?"

Zhou Ziheng responded and walked over to check the existing clues with him.

Xia Xiqing did not go over, but circled around this small space. This room was different from the previous study room. There was almost nothing hanging on the wall. He touched the delicate textured wallpaper and found a small camera on the wall facing the bed in the bedroom. But it was strange that the camera's camera's camera range was almost blank.

Suddenly, he found two small nails on the wall, which blended into the patterns on the wallpaper, making it difficult to detect. Xia Xiqing stretched out his finger and touched it, feeling something was wrong.

Has there been a painting hanging here?

"Xi Qing? Come and take a look at these clues, and I can't see any clues," Shang Sirui called him and waved to him. Xia Xiqing then pulled away from his thoughts. He turned around and saw Zhou Ziheng and Shang Sirui surrounding the round table. He nodded and walked over.

There are not many clues on the table, a note, a memo, and a laptop.

Shang Sirui was explaining to Zhou Ziheng these clues he found from where he found them. Xia Xiqing moved his mouse and the computer screen lit up. It was a page browsing the web page. There were three websites on the tab bar. Xia Xiqing clicked in one by one. The first was information about the art exhibition, and the second was a book reservation page. When he clicked on the third page, he suddenly felt something.

"Sirui, have you ever used this computer?"

Shang Sirui, who was talking to Zhou Ziheng, put his head around here, "Ah? I don't have it. That computer is not connected to the Internet. When I came in, these three pages were displayed."

Zhou Ziheng glanced slightly at the side, and the light from the screen shone on Xia Xiqing's face. His eyes blinked slowly, as if he was thinking about something.

"What did you find?"

Hearing Zhou Ziheng's voice, Xia Xiqing turned his head, "Do you still remember the sticky note in our room? There was a message on the other side of him."

Just as Xia Xiqing was about to continue speaking, Zhou Ziheng took out the sticky note from his pocket, which shocked Xia Xiqing. He had already experienced Zhou Ziheng's patience and care, but this level was a bit beyond his imagination. "You actually brought it out."

"Have anyone ever said that carrying clues violated the rules?" Zhou Ziheng raised his eyebrows, turned the note over and placed it on the table, then pulled over a chair next to him and sat down, reading the message above, "See you at 10 o'clock tonight at the sophia restaurant."

"Sophia Restaurant?" Shang Sirui frowned and asked a question.

"Yes," Xia Xiqing moved the notebook to Zhou Ziheng and Shang Sirui's eyes, "The last page is the official website of this sophia restaurant."

Shang Sirui narrowed his eyes and looked at the screen, then grabbed his hair in embarrassment, "It's all in English..."

You have some idol burden. Xia Xiqing shook his head in his heart. If this sentence is not cut off and it will be broadcast directly, the black fans will have another chance to take the opportunity to attack. Maybe they will also put an illiterate character on him, and the competitor's team will buy a lot of press releases, which will make the rhythm overwhelming.

"Rose Day?" Zhou Ziheng seemed to have captured a trace of interesting information from the official website page.

Shang Sirui looked confused, and Xia Xiqing roughly explained, "What kind of activity should be for couples to eat? It said that the restaurant would be decorated with thousands of roses that day, and the menu was also made of roses and wine."

"Does this have anything to do with us escaping from this room?" Shang Sirui hugged and looked at Xia Xiqing with his head raised. Although Xia Xiqing felt helpless, he still smiled at him gently, "I don't know either."

Shang Sirui looked at Zhou Ziheng again with a confused look on his face. Zhou Ziheng supported his chin with his left hand and gently lit the note with his index finger on his right hand. "Since there are two clues pointing to this restaurant, it is definitely not meaningless."

He was right. If there was only one, then it might be occasionally. If both points to this restaurant and the clues progressed step by step, it must have been deliberately done.

Looking at Shang Sirui's confused look, Xia Xiqing, who was responsible for the angel character, was afraid that he would be embarrassed and that the performance of the program would not be very good. He took the initiative to divert his attention from the restaurant where he could not get the complete clue chain for the time being. "Have you just discussed something from other clues?" After that, he took a note from the table, with a line of words written on the front, with neat strokes and childishness, probably from the hands of a child in his teenager.

[Dad, the teacher gave me a question today, but I can't calculate it. Can you help me calculate it?]

Xia Xiqing turned to the back, which contained a four-digit number and two empty brackets.

1634()()

Sequence?

This gives too few conditions.

According to the experience of the first room, the program team will not make things difficult for the guests. If it is a puzzle similar to the sequence, at least three numbers will be given, but now there is only one or four digits, which is really a headache.

Xia Xiqing looked at Shang Sirui, "Sirui, where did you find this note?"

Shang Sirui pointed to the bedside table, "It's there, but there's only this note on it."

Xia Xiquan nodded. Although he believed Shang Sirui's words, he always felt that this child was unreliable, so he walked over and checked it carefully. Indeed, there was nothing else on the bedside table, but he always felt that something was wrong. The program team must have hidden something else. He looked around the bedside table and found a wastebasket that was not easy to detect between it and the edge of the bed. Xia Xiqing stretched out his arms and took out the basket and poured all the things inside on the floor.

"Oh my god, I didn't even notice it." Seeing this, Shang Sirui immediately stood up and ran to Xia Xiqing and squatted, following the example, and opened the scraps of waste paper inside him one by one on the floor. "What's there?"

"I'm not sure, but the program team deliberately 'created' so much garbage, which should be purposeful." Xia Xiqing responded to Shang Sirui while flipping through it until a piece of waste paper was unfolded with several lines of calculation formulas written on it.

He looked carefully and found that he had only performed half of the calculation process.

"Finished." Xia Xiqing stood up with this piece of paper and walked to the previous round table. Zhou Ziheng was looking at the promotional page of the hotel Rose Day on the computer. The expression on his face was meaningful. Seeing Xia Xiqing and Shang Sirui coming, he resumed his previous expression, "What did you find?"

"The calculation process, look, does this word look familiar?" Xia Xiqing handed the waste paper in his hand to Zhou Ziheng. Zhou Ziheng took it and looked at it, put the paper on the table, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled.

This expression is so handsome. Xia Xiqing was shaken for a while and was fascinated for a while.

Zhou Ziheng looks so fond of him.

Beauty misleads people, beauty misleads people.

"The handwriting of the problem-solving process is the same as the handwriting of the bookmark in the previous study. Sure enough, the words on the sticky note are the words of a woman." Zhou Ziheng put the waste paper back on the round table, "It seems that we can confirm the identity of the protagonist, a married man with children."

"Maybe there will be an extramarital affair." Xia Xiqing sneered.

Shang Sirui was completely confused by the monk Zhang Er and asked with a confused look on his face, "How do you know?"

Xia Xiqing blinked, "I guessed it nonsense."

Shang Sirui said oh, then smiled cutely again, "I think I am not in the same dimension as you, you two have too tacit understanding, you can understand what the other party is saying in an instant."

This is not tacit understanding, it is just a good brain. Xia Xiqing thought.

He took the pen and bent down to draw a line on the calculation process on the paper, "No matter what, let's take a look at this first."

The only one given in the title is 1634, and this discarded manuscript only has a single line written.
Chapter completed!