The absurd game of a performance artist

Chapter 133 Game Start

In the solemn interrogation room, Mo Zhen was sitting on the interrogation seat, two pale lights shining directly on his bruised body.

This scene seems familiar, but relatively speaking, the treatment last time was simply entertaining VIPs.

Even now, Mo Zhen still wants to laugh, because the current situation is so ridiculous.

The detective sat on the bench and was interrogated by the prisoner. The content of the interrogation was "how did you find out that I was the murderer".

What's even more funny is that the interrogator is indeed the inspector here, and there is nothing wrong with him sitting in this position, but the person being interrogated does have a serious problem and should be severely interrogated.

From the shadows behind the light came Gretriad's deep voice.

"Mr. Xu, I really admire your ability to find out the truth, but your fighting ability is really sympathetic. Tell me quickly, how did you see it, and I can give you a good time."

Mo Zhen suppressed his smile, because he knew that if he laughed now, he might completely irritate the other party, and the consequences...

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Well, the bastard smiled without hesitation even though his health was down to 8%.

"Bah!"

The table in the interrogation room was severely damaged and almost fell apart on the spot.

But Inspector Gravetree's voice was unusually calm.

"Sir, although it is a pity, you should take your reasoning process to the [Death Realm], I think I am patient enough."

The dying world? Is it the post-death world imagined by the people here?Really interesting setup.

At this moment, Mo Zhen didn't panic at all, but instead became interested in the "death world" that Gravet said.

Anyway, if there is no accident, I will die, so why panic?
But hearing the click of the safety of the pistol, Mozhen still decided to give it a go.

"Because it's a game."

Mo Zhen smiled and showed his blood-stained teeth. If one of his front teeth hadn't been knocked out, his current smile would still be pretty decent.

Well, the smile on the posthumous photo is almost like this.

Greystrade slowly put down the pistol in his hand. He was actually quite scared just now. He was afraid that Mo Zhen would laugh and bring the reasoning process into hell.

Although he was really impatient because of his pride, he really wanted to know where his flaws were. It was clear that everything was flawless.

Yes, there can't be any proof.

"and then?"

Mo Zhen tilted his head, his swollen eyes showed doubts.

"Isn't that enough? I'm done."

Gravet stood up abruptly and overturned the table, then grabbed Mo Zhen's collar across the table.

"Yes, that's right, this is a game I designed. I want to compete with you in this game to prove who is the real wise man. Now that you have won, tell me how you won !"

"Everything shows that the murderer is playing a challenge game, and it can be seen that the murderer is a person with strong self-esteem and self-confidence. Since this game is carefully planned, I think he must watch the game carefully. The whole process, and then fully enjoy the fun brought by the game, otherwise, the game will lose its original meaning. So where is the best place to watch this game?"

Mo Zhen smiled and looked at Inspector Gravet, admiring the unbelievably disappointed expression on his face.

"It's that simple? You don't have sufficient evidence at all, everything is speculation!"

Mo Zhen nodded in agreement.

"That's right, I don't have any definite and strong evidence, everything is speculation, the reason for this speculation is simple, because I am also a gamer who is keen on games, if I were asked to design a game, I would definitely choose the best Watch the movie, enjoy it slowly. But I also admit that I was just joking just now, I used a serious joke to verify my speculation, I think it should be harmless, right?"

The atmosphere at the scene solidified again.

The expression on Greystrade's face was very complicated. He never thought that his carefully planned overall situation would be defeated by a joke.

Mo Zhen said with a regretful face.

"Mr. Inspector, you are not confident enough. You should be more confident, just like me. You should have the mentality of winning when you play your own game. It's okay to always feel that you will lose!"

In fact, the implication that Mozhen hasn’t said yet is: I cheated you out with a joke, you are a low self-esteem and incompetence who rely purely on brute force, I am the loser of this game, to appease your poor self-esteem, like you It's embarrassing for me to play wits!
After listening to Mo Zhen's words, the other party's expression suddenly changed. The originally dignified and stiff face smiled confidently, brimming with calm and strong confidence.

This almost face-changing transformation looks very scary, just like the person in front of you suddenly becomes another person in front of you.

"Hahaha, what a joke, I didn't lose, this little game is just an invitation, the real game just starts now!"

This sudden change made Mo Zhen stunned. He could feel that the other party's current appearance was not pretending, but really extremely confident.

The corners of Mo Zhen's mouth could not help but rise slightly.

He quickly figured it out, as a behind-the-scenes man who had been lurking in the Gordon Police Department for decades, Gravet was naturally an old actor.

With the other party's acting skills, taking a Casio actor is completely as daily as eating and drinking.

That's right, acting was originally a daily routine for Gravet.

In this case, it is impossible to tell which Gravet is his original appearance.

But judging from the fact that the opponent has not overturned his car for decades, unless the average intelligence level of the entire city of Gothen is below the preschool age, Mozhen still prefers that Grastrade is full of self-confidence, but likes to pretend The foolish guy who let go of the mist bomb.

Because of this, Mo Zhen smiled happily.

He is best at dealing with this kind of guy.

If the other party is a low-energy and reckless man with low self-esteem, then he probably has been shot down by a single shot now, and there will be no future troubles.

It doesn't really matter whether the script is clear or not, but after being killed by this kind of guy, the first thing he will do when he returns to reality is probably to start the second round of fighting training immediately.

Kicking the overturned table back to the front with a light kick, Greystrade sat back on the chair with a smile.

And Mo Zhen also held his head high and straightened his collar. The red suit showed its unique value at this time - the more injured it is, the brighter it is, even though it is covered with bruises, it is still very decent.

After tidying up his appearance, Mo Zhen smiled and sat back to his original position.

Now, the real game is about to begin.

(End of this chapter)