Xia Xiqing quickly calculated and immediately understood, but before he could speak, Zhou Ziheng, who was still looking at the computer page, snatched the first.

"This is the four-leaf rose count."

Xia Xiqing crossed out the question mark on the draft with a pen and wrote a number at the end of the equal sign - 1634.

No, how did he do it?

"That's right." He raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhou Ziheng in surprise, "You didn't count it, just know it was the four-leaf rose number?" Didn't he learn physics? His mental arithmetic is so good?

Zhou Ziheng pointed to the computer, "Look at the roses on this page."

Shang Sirui, who was born incompetent in calculations, kept following Zhou Ziheng to look at the computer page, and he also discovered the secret, "Oh! The roses on this are all copied and pasted, all of which are the same, with only four leaves. I said why is it strange." Soon, a puzzled expression appeared on his delicate face, "But... what is the number of four-leaf roses."

Xia Xiqing pointed to the formula on the draft paper, "This is written very clearly. Look, the four-digit number of 1634, the four-digit number, the four-digit number in each digit, is equal to 1634 itself. This is the four-leaf rose number. In fact, it is the self-power of the four-digit number."

Shang Sirui nodded in a vague way, and looked at the two of them who already knew the type of this number, and suddenly became happy, "The last two numbers are also four-leaf rose numbers, right? Then can they be filled out now?"

This child was too optimistic. Xia Xiqing felt a little headache. His hand subconsciously turned the pen and gave a negative answer straightforward, "I can't." After saying that, the pen in his hand stopped and looked at Zhou Ziheng, "Do you know what four-leaf rose numbers are in the four-digit number?"

Zhou Ziheng shook his head, "I only know there are three."

He studied physics, not mathematics. Perhaps only mathematicians who are idle and can only study numbers every day know it.

Who remembers this without any trouble? Xia Xiqing sighed. When he encountered such a thing that required patience, he became very restless. The tip of his pen was lit on the paper, "So what should we do now? Exhausted?"

"Is this season's program over exhausted?" Zhou Ziheng laughed at himself without hesitation, "The violent solution won't work at this time."

"What are you trying hard to solve violently?" Shang Sirui was confused and rubbed his cheeks frantically, "What kind of conversation are you all having? It's obvious that I can't understand a single sentence in Chinese?"

Xia Xiqing smiled and clamped his too-long forehead behind his ear, "Anyway, this is basically impossible to calculate by hand, so it doesn't matter whether he can understand it or not."

"If I had known that this show was so brain-consuming, I would have let the agent push it off a long time ago haha." Shang Sirui had a very familiar personality. He put his hand on Xia Xiqing's shoulder and smiled so hard that he couldn't see his teeth and had no idol burden at all, "After all, I'm a fool."

This child was too funny. Xia Xiqing always used a gentle knife in the love field. After a long time, she became a habit. She turned her face to look at Shang Sirui and corrected his definition of herself with a smile, "Correction. Even if it is, she is still a fool."

"Oh~~" Shang Sirui hooked his neck, and the two of them leaned at the extreme, "But I think you are more beautiful than me, hahaha..."

Seeing the two of them holding each other's arms, Zhou Ziheng felt numb all over. On the one hand, he felt deeper contempt when facing Xia Xiqing, and on the other hand, he was a little worried about Shang Sirui, the heartless fool.

The expression and tone of Xia Xiqing just now were not an exaggeration to Zhou Ziheng's opinion. Xia Xiqing is simply poisonous. Her eyes are filled with honey when she speaks, and she smiles, no matter who the partner is.

It’s not that he fell in love with Shang Sirui, this idea scared himself. Zhou Ziheng frowned and coughed, diverting everyone’s attention. “I think we should have missed some important clues. The program team won’t make things so difficult for the guests. It’s basically impossible to do it.”

Xia Xiqing nodded in agreement. The program team would not make things difficult for the guests, especially the original player Shang Sirui in this room. This room is much less difficult than going to the room, so an important detail must have been missed to cause the clue to be disconnected.

But he didn't like this kind of thing that needed violent solution. He calculated one by one and failed thousands of times. This kind of low-level work would have been no longer necessary for humans to complete. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh, "Oh, if my nephew was there. Like the four-leaf rose counting and the daffodils counting are classic examples for their introduction to programming. After editing so many times, maybe I'd remember these numbers a long time ago."

"Wow, your nephew? How old is your nephew? You are learning programming. Your family is all gods..." Shang Sirui still put his arm on Xia Xiqing, and half of his body was about to hang on him.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Xiqing woke up in an instant. He turned his head and looked at Zhou Ziheng, and found that Zhou Ziheng, who was sitting on the chair, also looked up at him. Some strange tacit understanding began to arise between the two.

Zhou Ziheng moved the mouse manually, turned off the initial interface, and checked the computer desktop and some folders.

Xia Xiqing said to himself, "I shouldn't find it if I look for it like this... there must be a way to write..." As he said that, he walked back to the previous wastebasket.

"Hey hey hey hey hey what are you doing?"

"There may be a clue."

One by one, they looked through the flat waste paper they had sorted out. Some wrote irrelevant words, and some were scrapped papers that children drew, until they turned over one piece with only one line of words on it.

As he expected, it is a path in the computer.

"Below the D disk." Xia Xiqing took the paper to Zhou Ziheng. Zhou Ziheng entered the path according to the lines. Sure enough, he found an executable file named rose in a folder hidden deep. After execution, three numbers were printed directly on the black screen.

[163482089474]

"Technology is the primary productivity." Xia Xiqing sighed sincerely, and then copied the remaining two four-leaf roses onto the space of the title.

Zhou Ziheng leaned his back on the chair, his legs too long were so full that he could only spread to both sides of the round table, put his hands in the pocket of the jacket, and frowned and focused on combing the clues at present.

Zhou Ziheng's logic is very clear, "We have now got two four-digit numbers. Judging from the previous room, it is likely that it will be the password of something. However, we have not found any items that need to be opened with a password, which means that a clue is disconnected here."

Zhou Ziheng's tone was very heavy and had beautiful resonance, which made Xia Xiqing unconsciously think of the bells of the Giotto bell tower in Florence and the sunset of the Cathedral of Our Lady of Flowers.

As he passed by with his painting board on his back, the heavy bells hit his heart valve one after another, and his whole body was numb, as if it was over electricity.

"Um?"

The other party asked a question, and Xia Xiqing came back from the sunset in Florence. Seeing Zhou Ziheng looking at him in confusion, he asked again, "What do you think?"

夏习清这才点了点头,尽管他并没有听清之前周自珩说什么话,但大概也能猜到应该是跟目前的线索链有关,“没错,我们现在的目标就是找到那个缺掉的.”他翻了翻之前商思睿找到的线索,只剩下一个手掌大小的备忘录还没有被查看过,他大致地翻了翻.

一直东看看西看看的商思睿在旁边说道:“我刚刚是在枕头边找到的这个,翻了好久也没翻出来有什么可以用的,都是记得一些杂七杂八的事,什么几号去参会啊,接小孩啊.这个备忘录上还有孩子写的字,乱七八糟的.”

Words written by children?

夏习清察觉到不对劲,他又翻了翻,果然,这本备忘录里不只房间主人的字迹,还有写四叶玫瑰数学题的字迹,不过内容无非是写给他爸爸的一些话,有的是希望他带自己出去旅游,有的则是参加家长会之类的想法.

I re-read it, but there is still nothing worth pondering about.

What's wrong?

Xia Xiqing put down the memo, supported her forehead and lowered her head to think. Zhou Ziheng reached out and took the memo, flipped it over, and suddenly spoke, "A page is missing here?"

"Is that true?" Xia Xiqing raised his head. He didn't notice it. Zhou Ziheng opened a page of the memo, and there was indeed a serrated paper edge left after it was torn.

"So in the basket just now..." Xia Xiqing suddenly remembered that there was indeed a piece of waste paper the same size as the memo, which was the handwriting of the teenage child!

He walked over and knelt on one knee to find the paper. Although Shang Sirui had not figured out the situation, he followed him forward and came to Xia Xiqing to read the message written in the torn memorandum.

"Dad, the pen you gave me fell under the bed, but I couldn't reach it. Can you help me find it?"

pen?

Zhou Ziheng walked over and knelt directly on the ground to check the bottom of the bed, but the bed seemed solid, with wooden surfaces on all sides of the wooden cabinet structure, and there was no so-called space under the bed at all.

Xia Xiqing knocked on the wooden noodles.

Not solid.

The moment he stood up, he saw a camera placed at the foot of the bed, and he became more sure of what he thought, "We have to move this bed away."

"Really or not?" Shang Sirui was a little suspicious, "No, I think, will there be any other clues? It feels like a pen... and there is so much information in the memorandum..."

Zhou Ziheng shook his head and asked, "Is this paper in the memo?"

Shang Sirui didn't react, "No, isn't this being torn off?"

Zhou Ziheng nodded, "So...if you were the owner of this memo, why would you tear off a certain page?"

After hearing his question, Shang Sirui hugged his arms and thought, "If you tear it off... there are many possibilities, for example, it's useless, but I feel that the whole memo is useless... For example, if you don't want to be seen by others..." He suddenly got Zhou Ziheng's meaning, snapped his fingers and pointed at him, "He doesn't want to be seen by others!"

Zhou Ziheng smiled with an expression that you were finally enlightened.

Xia Xiqing carried one side of the bed alone. Just when he was about to seek help, he found that the bed of a large size was amazingly light, so he could lift half of it himself.

It's indeed a prop...

The three moved the bed away without much effort. There were no marbles under the bed, only one box. To be precise, it was a safe with two lines of password bars, and each bar needed to place four numbers.

There is a rose on the box and four tiny leaves are retained on the branches.

"Wow, I feel like I'm accidentally covered by two kings." Shang Sirui picked up the box with an excited look on his face, and entered the password according to the answer calculated by the computer before. Two clicks, the safe was indeed opened.

Xia Xiqing smiled helplessly. Could it be that Bronze mistakenly entered the King's Bureau?

Zhou Ziheng looked at his smile while being so fond of Shang Sirui. He might not really like Sirui.

A complete misunderstanding.

"Key!" Shang Sirui was so excited that he took out the key in an instant, and ignored anything else. "I can finally go out of this room."

Xia Xiqing found that there was a file bag in the box. He opened the file bag, which contained a power of attorney for property transfer. His expression became cold and he put the file bag aside.

Zhou Ziheng leaned against the wall with his chest in his arms, observing the expression on Xia Xiqing's face. This was his favorite thing as an actor. He felt strange. Did Xia Xiqing not hide his expression just now? He was obviously such a cautious person.

"Is there anything else inside?" Zhou Ziheng asked.

Actually, there is really. Xia Xiqing checked the password box, and there was an empty shell of a medical record. "It seemed to be stuck in the box," he tried his best but couldn't get it down, so he had to give up. "It was just an empty shell, with no medical record, no name or age inside."

Shang Sirui glanced at him in confusion, not very interested. For him, walking out of this room was equivalent to completing the task. He took the key and inserted it directly into the lock on his room door, "The key is right, it can be turned!"

"Be careful." Zhou Ziheng spoke, "It's not necessarily true that there are enemies or friends outside the door."

Xia Xiqing chuckled lightly and glanced at Zhou Ziheng lazily, and the two of them looked at each other again.
Chapter completed!