"The time to get on the Ferris wheel was 1:02 a.m.,"
Riley Wu quickly sorted out the clues, his eyes fixed on the slowly rotating Ferris wheel. A vague abstract model flashed through his mind, then quickly disappeared: "The first ticket collection is at 6:28 pm, and the second ticket collection is at 5:22 pm."
"Time is going backwards."
Riley Wu looked at the Ferris wheel under the hazy sunlight, and Archer Wei looked at Riley Wu under the light and shadow of the Ferris wheel.
The young man held his pulse, his eyes following the ups and downs of the swaying car in the mist. In the highly tense dungeon environment, Riley Wu's pulse was stable at 90 beats per minute.
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