[future] conspiracy

Bai Chuan was dragged by him and fell backwards, being held in Cheng Ruihu's arms and rolled against the wall a few times, hit his head on the wall twice, and suddenly felt a little dizzy.

Cheng Rui stopped and reached out to press the back of his head: "Is it hurt?"

Bai Chuan tightly closed his eyes: "It's okay..."

He broke away from Cheng Rui, slowly opened his eyes, and asked, "What happened just now?"

"There is deceit at the door."

The two looked intently, and they saw thick white smoke floating in the file room.

"It's carbon dioxide, it's just scary." Bai Chuan stood on the spot and waited, "It'll be fine after a while."

"It's not that simple, didn't you smell the smell in the air?" Cheng Rui looked at the lingering smoke and said hesitantly, "Don't you think it's strange that the smoke didn't come out after the door was opened? "

"I didn't wear a gas mask." Bai Chuan cursed secretly, trying to find something that could help.

Cheng Rui stopped him and asked, "What exactly are you looking for? Do you have to go in?"

Bai Chuan finally looked at him squarely: "I can't get in without relying on my own strength, there must be some exchange, right?"

"Who brought you in? Darcy?" Cheng Rui asked, "He is the most familiar with the structure of Lost Hell, and it is right to tell you this, but...why does he help you? Doesn't he have other people who can help? ?”

"Who knows? Probably because I look better at talking than other people." Bai Chuan looked into the archive room again, only to find that the white smoke gradually dissipated, and the strange smell floating in the air also disappeared.He took two steps forward cautiously, tentatively wanting to continue pushing the door.

"Wait!" Cheng Rui yelled at him, and took out the pair of black gloves made of special material from his pocket, "Wear these, be careful of poisoning."

"What about you?" Bai Chuan looked sideways.

Cheng Rui joked: "I am immune to all poisons."

This is a joke that the two once said.Cheng Rui is proud and arrogant, with power in his hands and beautiful women at his side, he always dismisses everything.When Bai Chuan is bored, he always likes to test his bottom line, but it turns out that this person has no bottom line at all, allowing him to tease and provoke, Cheng Rui always has a doting expression of watching the excitement.Only when Bai Chuan was slightly intimate with other people would he get jealous like a convulsion, but they both knew that it was just a small interest in their flirting.

Bai Chuan said with a smile that he is invulnerable to a sword and a hundred poisons.

How can there be a person who is invulnerable to all poisons in this world?Copper skin, iron bone and glass heart, but it didn't pierce the weakness.

"Aren't you looking for something?" Cheng Rui urged, "What are you looking for? I'll help you."

With that said, he stepped in.

Bai Chuan dragged him out, and said angrily, "Aren't you afraid of being poisoned?!"

"What's there to be afraid of? I get vaccinated every year, and most of the airborne toxins have no effect on me." Cheng Rui picked his chin and teased, "Haven't you also received a physical examination in recent years? There are many types of vaccines given to you, and your physique is different from ordinary people-don’t touch it.”

No wonder Cheng Rui dared to go in without a gas mask—this person's body has long been transformed into something less than a normal person.Bai Chuan thought of the various physical examinations every year and the strange injections every month since they got married. At that time, he wondered whether Cheng's family was conducting human experiments and wanted to use himself as a white mouse. It's just routine health care, he has already thrown Cheng's doctor into prison.

Cheng Rui probably pulled him out just now because he was afraid that there was something strange in the smoke. After confirming that there was no hidden weapon, the smoke was no longer a fear.

The two entered the archives room, and the smell of preservatives remained in the dark room.Bai Chuan put on his gloves and fumbled to turn on the light in the archive room.

This archive room looks small from the outside, but when you enter the inside, you will find that the archive room is extremely delicately built, spacious and bright.There are seven-meter-high ceilings, revolving encrypted bookshelves, and sporadic optical computers located between the revolving bookshelves. A wide range of files and books are neatly arranged on the revolving bookshelves, slowly rotating with the light and sweet classical piano music .

Cheng Rui looked at the books in his eyes, and twitched the corners of his mouth: "Do you want to borrow books?"

"Of course not." Bai Chuan came to an optical computer and moved his fingers, "I'm here to shift gears."

"I didn't see any archives." Cheng Rui walked around a revolving bookshelf, "They are all books on geography, religion, oh, and the history of weapons... I don't like this classification method."

Bai Chuan tried to check the archives, and said back his words: "This is not arranged by books, this is the password."

"Password?" Cheng Rui paused for a moment, then looked at the rotating bookshelf again, only to find through the gap that there is a circle of bookshelves inside the bookshelf, rotating in the opposite direction to the outer bookshelves, and at a slightly faster speed.

"Yes, only if you enter the correct password, the information you want will pop up - this is much more difficult than a safe. It is very difficult to find what you want among these thousands of books."

"There are hundreds of millions of password combinations. Without the correct password, you can't open it at all?" Cheng Rui leaned over and saw that he was still familiar with the operation on the optical computer, and couldn't help asking, "Do you want to try one by one?"

"Of course not, but the difficulty is not small." Bai Chuan finally got acquainted with the process of retrieving the materials, and returned the page to the home page of the archives, "I only know that the things are in this archives, but I don't know the correct password to retrieve them. It would be great if Tang Qi or Yue Feng were here, they are better at this kind of decryption game."

"Even if it's a decryption game, you have to know what they're looking for." Cheng Rui stood aside and watched him hesitate as he put his hand on the keyboard, "Just try it."

"No, I only have three chances. If I fail to enter the correct password three times, this archive room will be sealed from the inside and the oxygen will be taken out. We will just wait to bury this pile of books."

Cheng Rui didn't want to be buried with a pile of books, so the expression on his face became serious, and he asked Bai Chuan, "No clue at all?"

"Yes, the other party only said that Father Beverly hid things in this pile of books, and that the password for accessing the information was set by him himself. There are six numbers in total. Other than that, they don't know anything about it."

"Six numbers? Not even letters?"

"No."

"But I see that there is an English letter marked on each bookshelf."

"This is also a clue, although I don't know what it's useful for." Bai Chuan asked him, facing the optical brain screen, "How do you set the password when you set it?"

"depend on mood."

"..."

Cheng Rui smiled: "Really, in the past, passwords were set based on mood. I used which one I thought of. Anyway, I have a good memory and can remember it. I didn't set any specific numbers. If you use special anniversaries and the like as passwords , it is easy to be guessed, it is very boring.”

Bai Chuan keenly grasped the meaning of his words, and asked back: "Before?"

"Well, later I will subconsciously use a set of numbers as a password." Cheng Rui narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with great interest, "Guess which one?"

Bai Chuan really didn't know which set of numbers he liked to use.In my impression, Cheng Rui seldom reveals his preference in this aspect, and he is always moody and angry at work, and rarely has fixed preferences in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation. Even if he is as close as him, he only knows Cheng Rui Few hobbies.

"I can't guess it." He answered simply and neatly, then turned his head and continued to study the password.

The smile on Cheng Rui's face froze, and his face suddenly turned cold.

Bai Chuan didn't notice his sudden change of mood, and buried himself in trying to click the first number - 0, but the second number was a bit confusing, even this 0 didn't know whether it was right or not.

Cheng Rui looked at his profile.

Bai Chuan's appearance has hardly changed in the past few years. With fair skin, golden soft hair, ice blue eyes, straight nose bridge and thin lips, he always looks cold in front of outsiders. There will be a faint smile in front of you, and when you are in a good mood, you will be more lively, and your eyes will be more dazzling than any star when you bend them.But Cheng Rui likes him the most when he is in love, the spring in the corners of his eyes exudes a strong temptation, his eyes are firmly locked on himself, as if all the enthusiasm and desire are related to him.

Cheng Rui likes this feeling, as if his heart and eyes are all about himself.

He likes that Bai Chuan is alone in his eyes.

Some people think that this obsessive possessiveness is almost perverted, but he thinks it is quite normal for him and Bai Chuan.Neither of them are normal people in the ordinary sense. They definitely have more shortcomings than advantages, but they are still close to each other, longing for each other, and warming each other.

It's just that sometimes, he would think about it: Does Bai Chuan also love him?

However, this thought is fleeting. For him, whether Bai Chuan loves him or not, the other party can only be by his side, and that is enough.

"What are you looking at me for?" Bai Chuan didn't raise his head, but could easily detect his gaze.

"I'm thinking that a religious paranoid like Father Beverly will probably use some meaningful religious content to set the password." Cheng Rui retracted his gaze and looked at the screen, "God, Satan, life, death... ... or something."

Bai Chuan thought about it seriously for a while, nodded and said, "That makes sense. When is Jesus' birthday?"

"Christmas?"

"..."

The two looked at each other in blank dismay, this is obviously not 6 numbers.

"If 1 represents birth and 0 represents death, try 112250..." After Bai Chuan entered these six numbers, a confirmation interface popped up.

[Is number 112250 a religious book?whether? 】

Bai Chuan frowned, and clicked the "No" option.

"No?" Cheng Rui asked.

"No, there are two more chances." Bai Chuan felt a sense of crisis.

"Try Darcy's name? After all, he is his only adopted son." Cheng Rui suggested, "The alphabetical order of the names."

“D—A—R—C—Y……4、1、18、3、25……不对，这是7个数字。”

"Omit a 1?"

"I'll try... 418325..."

After Bai Chuan entered again, the confirmation interface popped up again.

[Is number 418325 a medical book?whether? 】

Bai Chuan pressed No again.

"There is only one last chance left..." Bai Chuan felt a little headache, "Can I ask for help outside the venue?"

"Who do I ask for help?"

"The little friend who knew him best...our little Darcy..."

Cheng Rui laughed: "I'm afraid he doesn't have much time to help us out."