When he knelt down on one knee to help Xia Xiqing untie the rope on his leg, Zhou Ziheng didn't know what was going on, why he was bewitched by this person, and why he was not firm enough to agree to his request.
All this is illogical.
Perhaps it was because he was recording a show, he had already made a request to himself, and it would be bad to refuse. Zhou Ziheng found a step for himself.
"Thank you." Xia Xiqing's ending sounds very pleasant, even though his hands are still handcuffed. He stood up from the chair, moved his ankles with his toes on the floor, and turned his head to observe the room by the way. Zhou Ziheng took off all the white cloths in the room and put them in a corner.
This room is not too big, but judging by the furnishings, it is a decent study room. The door they are most concerned about has a combination lock, and the door can be opened by entering the correct four-digit password through the touch screen.
In the room, the four walls are covered with light brown wallpaper with dark patterns, several paintings are hung on it, and there is an oval mirror with a wooden frame. On the right side of the mirror is a mahogany cabinet against the wall with a gramophone on it. On top of it was a vinyl record.
These were not the focus of Xia Xiqing's attention. He carefully looked for the distribution of cameras in this room. After all, it is a reality show, and all the puzzles are arranged, so there must be a close-up of the decryption process with a camera.
After roughly counting the cameras, Xia Xiqing also understood a lot. Occupational diseases made him look at the paintings hanging on the wall, and Zhou Ziheng followed, but he wanted to check whether there were any clues behind the paintings.
"What do you think of this painting?"
Hearing Xia Xiqing's voice, Zhou Ziheng's hand holding the picture frame paused. Art has never been his specialty. Although he has acted since he was a child, there is still a big gap between the expression forms of painting art and performing art.
"I don't know much about these things." Zhou Ziheng still said the truth.
Xia Xiqing smiled, "This is a painting by Goya, "The Clothed Maja". This painting actually has a very interesting story."
Zhou Ziheng put the painting back and took a look at him. In fact, he was not interested in the story Xia Xiqing said, but then he remembered that it was being recorded, and it seemed not good not to speak, so he reluctantly agreed: " what story."
"Spain in the 18th century was shrouded in asceticism due to historical reasons, and no nude images were allowed in the artworks of the entire country. The only piece of "Venus in the Mirror" was still under the protection of the king. Only then can I avoid punishment.¡± Xia Xiqing stretched out his still handcuffed hands and slowly touched the edge of the picture frame, and Zhou Ziheng looked at the woman lying on the dark green velvet bed with some puzzlement. Wearing a hazy white gauze dress, the wide rose belt around the waist outlines the soft waist.
"She wears"
Xia Xiqing paused his hands, glanced at Zhou Ziheng, the tails of his beautiful eyes slightly raised, "She didn't wear it at first. It is said that this woman is a noble concubine in Spain, and Goya was ordered to draw a full-length portrait of her." As he spoke, Xia Xiqing suddenly chuckled, "Who knew that he was completely fascinated by the beauty, and drew a nude portrait. After the incident was revealed, the dignitary was very angry. In order to calm his anger, Goya drew the same "Clothed Horse" Ha", both paintings were taken away in the end."
Zhou Ziheng frowned slightly, looked at the woman in the painting, but didn't say a word.
Xia Xiqing put down his handcuffed hands and looked sideways at Zhou Ziheng.
"Are you imagining another one?"
After hearing this, Zhou Ziheng frowned and looked at him, like a little tiger with all its fur standing on end, "I didn't."
Xia Xiqing nodded with a smile, and replied softly, "I'm just kidding."
It's not a joke at all.
Seeing the fake smile on his face, Zhou Ziheng was even more displeased.
This guy really, really has no shame.
Zhou Ziheng left without hesitation, walked straight to the long table before, and checked the clues on the table. Xia Xiqing still stood where he was, staring blankly at the paintings on the wall.
Why did you post this one.
After standing for a few minutes, Xia Xiqing turned around and found that Zhou Ziheng was standing by the long desk on which his back was leaning, looking intently at the desk. He also walked over. On the desk was a thick book and a blanket Torn sticky note.
"It's torn into pieces, the props team really worked hard." Xia Xiqing teased in a gentle tone as he looked at the snowflake-like pieces.
Zhou Ziheng flipped through the book in silence, and a bookmark came out with a line written on it.
the?.
Like some kind of cycle
Zhou Ziheng quickly realized that the beginning of each cycle was to repeat the password again.
Long time freeze - short time freeze - short time freeze - short time freeze - music
He stood in front of the phonograph and listened to a few bars. Xia Xiqing, who was leaning over the desk just now, had straightened up, looked and reread the draft that he had just calculated, and finally walked to Zhou Ziheng's side.
"Have you solved it?" He was a little surprised. After all, as far as he knew, Xia Xiqing majored in art, so how could he solve the Morse code so quickly.
Xia Xiqing nodded, frowning slightly, walked to the mirror he saw before, stared carefully for a while, and then said to Zhou Ziheng: "Stand farther away first."
Zhou Ziheng was puzzled, but he still stood up a little. He saw Xia Xiqing take the tonearm away, and the music stopped abruptly. He was about to ask Xia Xiqing what kind of information he got after decoding, but he was a step late. Xia Xiqing took a step back with his right foot, put his handcuffed hands into fists in front of his chest, and raised his leg with a very skilled posture and movement. Remember the side kick.
With a bang, the oval mirror suddenly shattered, and he gently retracted his legs, and the light-reflecting fragments fell rustlingly on the wooden cabinet and the floor, making a crackling sound. The moment it fell, the original appearance of the carved mirror frame finally appeared.
A silver key is pasted into the gray chassis of the mirror frame.
"Please help me untie this." Xia Xiqing turned his head to look at Zhou Ziheng, and stretched out his bound hands to him.
To be honest, Xia Xiqing's intelligence is beyond Zhou Ziheng's imagination.
Under this second of thinking, he was even considering whether to take the key for himself when he let down his vigilance, so as to use it as a weight to blackmail Xia Xiqing in the future. may be the killer.
But he finally gave up on this plan. Zhou Ziheng glanced at the wrists that were a little red from the handcuffs, and felt that his thoughts were really disgusting.
Afterwards, if he plots against him, he can only consider himself unlucky. Zhou Ziheng stepped forward to take off the key. The props team really worked hard, the key was stuck so firmly that it took him a lot of effort to take it off smoothly.
Xia Xiqing obediently extended his hands to Zhou Ziheng, and watched him lower his head to uncuff him. This scene gave him great aesthetic enjoyment.
Zhou Ziheng's straight nose bridge and delicately angled eye corners look more refined from such a low angle, it is a kind of delicate sculpture full of male hormones, the beautiful lines of brow bone and mountain root are connected and raised, like the silence falling in the wind mountains. His lowered head and his focused eyes made Xia Xiqing involuntarily think of Paul in Rodin's sculpture "The Kiss".
If it wasn't for the recording of a reality show, Xia Xiqing would definitely come to his ear and say something.
[Your face is really suitable for kissing. ]
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If you are interested in solving this Morse code, you can give it a try~ Reminder, it is alphabetic decoding.
You can also try to decipher this code, pgoeudeaenhnrd, but there are not enough clues now, maybe you can solve it after reading the following chapters. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com