The absurd game of a performance artist

Chapter 130 Puzzle Game
Upon waking up, Mo Zhen breathed a sigh of relief and was full of energy.

Sitting in the co-pilot, Mo Zhen admired the night view outside the car window with great interest.

The colorful streets look very psychedelic under the night, and when you are in it, you have a feeling of falling into a dream world.

If another person sat in this position, he would definitely not be able to enjoy the scenery calmly and calmly like Mo Zhen.

Because the man sitting in the driver's seat is the well-known Inspector Greytrade, and the street they are walking through now is in the city of Gothen, where there are endless crimes.

Don't get me wrong, Mozhen didn't pursue the bizarre murder case all the way in reality, and followed the inexplicable Inspector Greystrade to the non-existent Gothen City.

He just passed the invitation letter 10 minutes ago and entered the script of this seemingly detective drama.

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[Gordon City, the crime capital shrouded in the mist of crime, countless bizarre cases are staged here every day.This is the burial place of the ignorant and the perfect stage for the truth hunters.Mr. Xu, a famous detective, act quickly and use your superb reasoning to uncover all the mysteries! 】

【Objective: Find the truth】

[Now, let's explore! 】

There is no doubt that Mozhen's role now is the consulting detective who assists the detective to solve the case. In a sense, he should be invited to resume his old job and start his old job in reality.

"Hmph, let me act in my true colors?"

Mozhen grinned, stretched out his tender tongue and licked his lips.

"That's boring, you have to play with flowers!"

"Mr. Xu, what are you talking about?"

The stubble-faced detective asked Mo Zhen with some doubts. His attention was all focused on driving and the case, so he couldn't hear Mo Zhen's nervous soliloquy clearly.

Mo Zhen explained with a smile.

"I'm just saying this case got me excited and I gotta get a kick out of it!"

While speaking, Mo Zhen's eyes gradually ignited passion, as if he was really ready to investigate to the end.

Seeing Mo Zhen's appearance, Inspector Graveyard smiled as usual.

"Mr. Xu, you were born for this, right? In this regard, I have never seen anyone with your passion and talent."

Hearing the inspector's words between flattery and statement, Mo Zhen couldn't help but admitted with a smile.

"That's natural. If I don't do these things, what is the meaning of my existence?"

The inspector nodded with a smile, he knew that what Mo Zhen said was true.

He also has no doubts about the other party's ability, because what he said is also true.

The car was parked on an abandoned construction site. When they got out of the car, the first detective came forward immediately.

"Inspector Greystrade, the scene is here, please follow me, oh, Mr. Xu is here too? That's really great, we are at a loss for this weird scene!"

"A weird scene?"

Mo Zhen suddenly became interested. Just a few days ago, he also witnessed a strange scene in reality.

He hopes that the "weirdness" in the game world will not be compared to the "weirdness" in reality.

Soon, he was not disappointed. A concrete pillar stood in front of him, and there were many scattered bloodstains around the pillar.

The detective asked the detective with some doubts.

"This is the scene? Where's the victim, Corridy?"

The detective patted his head in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry Inspector Gravetree, this is the difficulty. We did not find Mr. Corridy. We received the report from the reporter who found the blood stains here, and then compared the blood stains with the gene pool of the recently missing persons in Gothen City to confirm that These are the bloodstains of Mr Corready who disappeared three days ago."

Mo Zhen glanced casually at the bloodstains, then at the concrete pillar, wiped the ground and the concrete pillar, and then said without thinking.

"There's no need to look for it. Mr. Corready is right in front of us."

"what!"

Everyone at the scene turned pale with shock and looked at the concrete pillar in disbelief.

With a confident smile on Mo Zhen's face, he said unhurriedly.

"Judging from the extent of the blood's drying and discoloration, the case happened about 60 to 70 hours ago, and the cement pillar dried up for no more than three days... Hehe, doesn't it seem like a coincidence?"

The detectives immediately found tools and worked on the concrete pillar for a while.

After a while of beating, there was nothing but cement inside the pillar.

Seeing everyone's puzzled looks, Mo Zhen stroked his chin and said with a very confident smile.

"It seems that Mr. Corridy has already fused with the pillar quite thoroughly. I suggest that you conduct an identification of the composition of the pillar. Believe me, you will be pleasantly surprised."

Everyone seemed to vaguely understand what Mo Zhen meant, but before they asked, Mo Zhen immediately continued.

"In addition, carry out a carpet-like investigation of the vicinity to see where there are traces of burns, there must be some, and act quickly!"

Afterwards, Mo Zhen smiled and gestured please to the inspector.

"Come on, Mr. Inspector. There's nothing to see here. Let's try our luck at Mr. Corready's place."

After the car started, Inspector Gravet asked in disbelief.

"Mr. Xu, although you have always made amazing achievements in investigative reasoning, this is too sloppy... No, I mean it's too fast, we stayed at the scene for less than 5 minutes, are you sure you won't do it any longer?" Check it out?"

Mo Zhen leaned his head on the car seat, resting his hands on the back of his head very comfortably, and said with a relaxed smile.

"It's not necessary at all. There are no valuable clues there anymore. Instead of wasting time and being meticulous, it's better to seize the time to investigate something more useful."

Detective Inspector Greystrade twitched his eyebrows and asked tentatively.

"Besides the time of the victim's death and the way the body was disposed of, what else do you see?"

"Very arrogant."

"Huh?" Greeder was a little surprised, "What does this mean? I don't have any doubts about your conclusions and detection methods, I just want to..."

"No, no, don't stir my dear Inspector."

Mo Zhen couldn't help laughing out loud, and quickly waved at the inspector.

"I'm not saying your attitude is arrogant, but a murderer."

Greystrade's brow eased, and then wrinkled again.

"How do you see this? From the way he destroyed the corpse?"

Mo Zhen looked at the night scene outside the window with wandering eyes, and said casually.

"Of course not, this is a very rigorous approach, but..."

Mo Zhen couldn't help laughing.

"Compared to this treatment method, the pile of blood left behind is simply saying, 'Look, idiot, I left you a clue, hurry up and investigate around'."

Gregory nodded.

"So the murderer is provoking us?"

"No!" Mozhen smiled and narrowed his eyes, "It's not 'us', it's me."

Greystrade's eyes became more and more confused, and Mo Zhen continued to look at the night scene outside the window, his eyes full of unpredictability.

"This is an invitation letter. Someone is inviting me to participate in a game, a puzzle game."

(End of this chapter)