Jiang Beiyu also realized that playing this kind of game might be an insult to his own intelligence, and that was that.
Su Nanzhi thought for a moment, "Look at these timelines; they can't be given out for no reason."
Zhou Yan, who had already been here the previous week, got it this time. He said, "There should be a trash can nearby, with a puzzle inside. If we put together the puzzle according to the timelines, we should be able to open the classroom door and start the next level."
After hearing his words, the others also began to look around to see where there might be a trash can, but it turned out that there was neither a trash can nor any other potential puzzle-holding objects.
The six people looked around within the range of their vision and found nothing, so they turned their gaze back to Zhou Yan.
"I, I don't know what happened," Zhou Yan swallowed nervously, "Last time I came, it was right in this corner."
"Think hard, what exactly happened?" Gu Juncheng told him.
