After abandoning his wife and children, Bo Xilai coaxed and begged her to reconcile.

This experimental reasoning was not difficult for Song Jin. In the past few years, she had spent 300 days a year in the laboratory. Even if it was not a field she was familiar with, she could deduce it from some details.

"Try this order." Song Jin quickly typed out the correct order.

Bo Sinian put the cards into the machine one by one for verification.

Sure enough, the verification was successful, and a metal card popped out.

The lights in the secret room flickered for a moment, then suddenly went dark.

Song Jin also subconsciously grabbed Bo Sinian.

"What? Scared?" Bo Sinian teased.

Neither of them could see the other's expression, but they could clearly feel each other's presence, and this presence was amplified in the darkness.

"Of course I'm scared. Who knows if some girl who's obsessed with you is trying to poison me again?" Song Jin said, half-seriously and half-jokingly.

Bo Sinian's heart skipped a beat, and he felt a sudden tightness in his chest.

He couldn't help but recall her past experiences, and the guilt in his heart surged up again.

The playful mood vanished completely, and his voice suddenly deepened, with a barely perceptible hoarseness: "I'm sorry."

If he had given her more trust back then, Song Zhaoyun wouldn't have had the opportunity to take advantage of her, and he and Song Jin wouldn't have ended up like this.

"Don't worry, I will never let anyone hurt you again."

In the darkness, Bo Sinian spoke each word with utmost solemnity, carrying a heavy sense of certainty.

Song Jin was slightly taken aback, and stood quietly in the darkness without answering immediately.

I could only feel that as he spoke, a faint breath brushed against my skin, and a silent tension spread in the small space.

"Did something pop out of the machine just now?" Song Jin also remembered.

"It looks like a card."

"Is the next level related to that card?" Song Jin recalled the location of the card before the power went out and reached out to grab it.

When she reached out to touch him, she bumped into his waist and abdomen.

The moment she touched it, she wasn't sure what it was, and she even scratched at it, but without warning she heard Bo Sinian let out a muffled groan.

"You... Song Jinye, where are you touching?" Although he said this, he did not try to dodge.

Song Jin also froze abruptly; she knew what she had touched.

Her fingertips recoiled as if burned, but Bo Sinian grabbed them.

"If you want to touch me, that's not a problem," Bo Sinian said with a lazy, teasing tone, his breath brushing against her ear.

Now, even Song Jin's ears were burning.

The sensation from just now automatically flashed through my mind—even through the thin layer of anticipation, I could clearly feel the firm, hard texture of the skin…

Ugh... so annoying!

"I don't want to." Song Jin also forcefully pulled her hand back, pushed him aside, and successfully got the card.

The next second, a large touchscreen lit up, and a broken energy curve appeared on the screen, with the left and right segments each having their own direction, leaving a large blank space in the middle.

Clearly, a new level has been unlocked.

"Should we connect the two lines together?" Song Jin also analyzed.

"The two curves belong to different records. It's probably impossible for one person to connect them." Bo Sinian's gaze fell on the screen, and he turned to Song Jinye. "I'll be responsible for adjusting the left node. You confirm the right value, and we'll work together to connect the curves completely."

The new level successfully caught Song Jinye's attention; she found it quite interesting.

"Who came up with this nonsense?"

"This event was a joint effort between the planning department and the branding department. It was probably conceived by young people who love escape rooms." This was also Bo Sinian's first time playing it.

"Is there also a murder mystery game or something?" Song Jin asked Bo Sinian as she explored the level.

"Maybe. Do you want to play?" Bo Sinian looked at her with interest. If she was interested, he could arrange a game right away.

Song Jin waved his hand, "I was just saying that casually. I don't know how to play that game either."

She stared intently at the data on the right, quickly calculated the result, and found the corresponding coordinates.

Bo Sinian gradually extended the node on the left to the right.

The two proofread the lines little by little, and the broken curves slowly mended themselves in the same direction until they were connected.

A dazzling display of fireworks exploded on the screen, and a row of shimmering words fell from the fireworks: "Our individual paths may have imperfections, but we are delighted to meet again and make up for our time together."

The lights gradually regained their brightness, and soon we reached the final stage.

At the exit of the secret room, there are two separate password input panels standing side by side. Two people need to decipher the two passwords simultaneously for the door to open.

There were all sorts of clues scattered around, and a pile of draft paper was covered with the logical derivation of experimental parameters. The wall was covered with random element symbols and reaction formulas, which looked extremely complicated and seemed to require a lot of time to calculate.

"This calculation is too much." Song Jin glanced at it and had no clue what to do.

Bo Sinian picked up the draft to look at it, then looked at the formulas on the wall. "No wonder no one can decipher the code."

"How many minutes?" Song Jin also asked him.

Bo Sinian glanced at his watch. "Six minutes."

Song Jin also shook his head, "This is impossible to accomplish."

"Professor Song gave up so quickly?"

Bo Sinian was not in a hurry to try. He observed these deliberately left traces again and again, trying to find their connection.

"I don't think the planning and branding departments are trying to save me money, so this last hurdle shouldn't be that difficult. Or maybe everyone is just making things complicated?"

Upon hearing Bo Sinian's words, Song Jin suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "I understand now, these are all distractors. No wonder it seems illogical."

"Where is the password hidden?" Bo Sinian began searching for other clues.

Song Jin also pointed to a sentence written on the draft paper and the words on the wall, and asked him, "What do you think these words mean?"

Bo Sinian carefully examined the place she was pointing to—

"A standalone terminal cannot function independently."

"Being on the same wavelength is the answer."

"There is no point in running the two systems separately."

These three sentences seem nonsensical, but they all seem to point to the same meaning.

Song Jin also agreed: "So I guess the password should be a set of identical numbers."

The two exchanged a glance and reached an agreement.

"How about we try it first? Just try 123456?"

Bo Sinian: "Let's do it this way."

Their fingertips hovered over the touchscreen at the same time, and almost simultaneously, they pressed down numbers in perfect unison.

A moment later, both panels lit up with green light simultaneously, and a crisp unlocking sound rang out. The door to the secret room slowly slid open to both sides, letting in the light from outside.