The absurd game of a performance artist

Chapter 134 Gaming Game
The two white lights made a "sizzling—" sound, and the atmosphere in the interrogation room became weird.

At the two ends of the table, a stubble-faced brown-haired man and a bruised-nosed butty boy were looking at each other and smiling at each other with unknown meanings.

Although this scene seems to give people goosebumps, it is also an indispensable part of the game between masters.

Every expression, every movement can reveal the current state of the other party.

A confident smile on his face is naturally better than a poker face to hide his true thoughts.

After a long while, the two players seemed to have finished their warm-up exercises. After dozens of rounds of secret confrontation with tricks such as psychological suggestion, self-hypnosis, and pressure, the official game session finally began.

Detective Inspector Gravetree slowly took out two identical transparent glass bottles from the inner pocket of his clothes.

Seeing these two bottles, Mozhen had an unbelievable look in his eyes, and he clenched the handle of the chair as if struck by lightning.

"No way! Playing this!"

The smile on Greystrade's face gradually twisted, and uncontrollable self-confidence burst out of him.

"Why, are you afraid?"

Mozhen pulled his hair and wailed with a mournful face.

"This is too boring! This trick of eating poison has long been played to death! Such an outdated thing, it's a shame that you can still make such a big deal, can't you give me something new! "

Obviously, anyone with a little experience in film and television should have seen this game.

This is a very classic game of poker.

The rules of the game are very simple. There are two identical medicines in two identical glass bottles. The initiator of the game knows which bottle contains the poison, and the invitees can find out which bottle contains the poison through various methods.

The invitee has the right to choose the bottle, and the initiator will swallow the medicine in the other bottle.

After the bottle was selected, the two swallowed the medicine in the bottle together.

For the rest, time will give the game result.

Greystrade raised his eyebrows disapprovingly, and defended himself somewhat self-consciously.

"Don't be so impetuous, the simpler the classic game, the more challenging it is. Old wine in new bottles, the more delicious it is, and..."

Gretridge picked up a bottle, showing a creepy smile.

"This bottle of mine contains new wine that you have never tasted before!"

If someone else was sitting here, he might have been distracted by the atmosphere created by Greystrade, but Mo Zhen still looked bored.

He tried to roll his eyes with swollen eyes, and complained mercilessly.

"Come on, this kind of game is nothing more than two outcomes. First, one of the two bottles is indeed poisonous and the other is non-toxic, so it is a 50% old game. Second, the two bottles are poisonous. They are all loaded with the same thing, and it is a medicine for a certain disease, and you suffer from this disease, so there is nothing wrong with you taking it, and a normal person will die if you take it.

"Then the most interesting result is nothing more than - we both took the medicine at the same time, and neither of us died. I smiled at each other and said to your mentally retarded and surprised silly face, 'I didn't expect that, I have it too. sick!'"

Gregory sat on the chair without changing his face, applauded lightly and praised Mo Zhen's analysis.

"Wonderful analysis, after listening to your analysis, the whole game seems to have become boring!"

The applause came to an abrupt end, and Gravet stood up abruptly, exuding a frightening aura, like a beast that chooses someone to devour.

"But this game will definitely exceed your expectations. I will definitely win, and the result is definitely not as boring as you said. These two bottles of medicine, one non-toxic and one deadly, have completely different ingredients!"

Mo Zhen still snorted indifferently.

"Pull it down, I will believe what you say? If you eat the poison in it and you will die, how dare you say that you will win?"

On the surface, Mo Zhen looked indifferent, holding a contemptuous and disdainful attitude towards this game.

But in fact, the game has already started, and he is enjoying the active attack, constantly taking advantage of the opponent's self-confidence, trying to get information about the game.

Sure enough, Gravet grinned and shook his head.

"Yes, it is true that I will die from the poison in these two bottles, but of course I will win, as obvious as the sun rises and sets in the east!"

Rise in the west and set in the east?
Mo Zhen was stunned for a moment, and began to think about whether the rising and setting of the sun in this world would have any impact on the game.

At this moment, Gravet imitated Mo Zhen's tone and said his exact words.

"When playing your own game, you should have the mentality of winning. It's okay to always feel that you will lose!"

Mo Zhen began to breathe rapidly, his bright red tongue licked the dry blood at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes had uncontrollably bent into crescent moons.

From entering this script, he really became excited for the first time.

Such interesting opponents are not common.

Just as he was about to confirm the problem with the gun and make sure that the game would not end hastily because of such boring factors, Greystrade seemed to see through Mo Zhen's mind and said with a smile.

"You can rest assured that none of what I just said is a lie, and I will definitely follow the rules to the end of this game. The reason is very simple. The most important thing in a game is the rules of the game. If even the rules have to be falsified, This kind of ridiculous game is meaningless at all. If I want to kill you, I can shoot you down with one shot, there is no need to waste time like an imbecile villain."

Mo Zhen stared at the other party intently, trying to see something from the other party's expression, words and deeds.

What on earth does this ostensible inspector of the Gothen City Police Department, who is actually the boss of the crime scene in Gothen City, want to do?
What confuses him even more is that the goal of this script is for him to find out the truth, so logically speaking, he has now exposed the mastermind behind the whole case, and everything should have come to light.

Is it possible that this script must kill or arrest the opponent before it is truly over?
For a moment, Mozhen fell into hard thinking, various information keywords were quickly arranged and combined in his mind, and various results were arranged in his mind, but he always felt that something was missing, as if there was always a cloud of fog In truth.

[Information] [Cognition] [Level], what went wrong?
As if aware of the change in Mozhen's attitude, Greystrade's smile became more and more unpredictable.

He said to Mo Zhen gently and pointedly.

"Mr. Xu, haven't you found out yet? I'm also a gamer, we're just playing games!"

(End of this chapter)