Five doors, five answers.
A, B, C, D, E, which one to choose?
The blond man's forehead oozed cold sweat. He thought the artificial intelligence would answer this question as thoroughly and rigorously as possible, like a program, a directive, seriously rational, to the letter.
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be this situation.
"Is it E..." he said uncertainly, "This tone, it sounds a bit like Mike. If his memory was temporarily erased and he found himself locked up, he would definitely panic and use the answer to call for help, which is completely reasonable..."
As the blond man spoke, he looked around, hoping to get help from his companions, even a confirming look would be good.
But the others were also confused.
The man named Morin said, "What if it isn't Mike, but Julian? If it's Julian, then D would be the real answer, right?"
