The absurd game of a performance artist

Chapter 135 Identity Game
Mozhen bit his fingers subconsciously, meaningless, it was purely a habitual action, he would do this action whenever he concentrated all his energy on thinking.

After a while, his eyes became sharper.

"I see, it seems that you are not that Mr. Grastrade, or that you are not the Grastrade of the original world, hehe, are you coming to possess..."

Relying on the information currently available, Mozhen made the most likely inference.

The "Gradestrade" in front of him probably encountered what he encountered in his first script, and his consciousness was replaced by a visitor from another world.

He didn't know the method, but since the god Hongchen Jelly Bean can do this kind of thing, others may not be able to do it.

As for the opponent's purpose, he thought of no less than ten kinds, and he had a countermeasure for each purpose.

The game suddenly became treacherous.

Obviously the other party is a very strong opponent, his self-confidence is definitely not the stupidity of being arrogant, but has some kind of strong strength as the backing.

This kind of formidable strength does not refer to the gun or the physical skill that threw him a block.

It's something original, something that can really make people feel confident.

If he can't figure out the truth of all this in the next time, Mo Zhen has a premonition that no matter how hard he tries to play the game, he will lose to the guy in front of him!
50% probability game? Betting on luck? Relying on games?
Everything started to become confusing, and Mozhen had to dig out all the words that "Grade Grad" said before, and re-examined them.

Seeing Mo Zhen's face as if facing a formidable enemy, "Gradestrade" still smiled calmly.

Go to the next city first!
What this game is about is not only psychology and wisdom, but also a kind of [cognition] derived from thinking logic.

As an intruder, Mozhen is like an explorer looking for a way out in a fog. His enemy is not some monster hidden in the fog, but the fog itself.

Unknowingly, crystal beads of sweat slipped down her slender neck.

He didn't look at the two identical bottles of medicine at all, because he knew that the game itself was not about which of the two bottles of medicine was poison, but the ability of the other party.

The opponent must have some kind of special ability to ensure that the drug he chooses is non-toxic. Only by seeing this through can he have the possibility of winning.

Gretsch leaned back on the back of the chair, with a look of insight into everything, and said even more astonishing words.

"Are you wondering where I came from as an impostor and what kind of tricks I am playing? Hehe, I can tell you plainly that I am the Gravestrade of this world, and you... are not the one in this world." Mr. Xu! Yes, you are Mr. Counterfeit!"

Gazing deeply at the other party, Mo Zhen could see that the other party was not making tentative inferences, but a confident statement.

Gravet looked at the ceiling and said unhurriedly.

"I have been testing you before, whenever I say something special about this world, you will think for a while, and when I deliberately say something like 'the sun rises in the west and sets in the east', you just I was a little surprised and thought about it, but I didn’t refute it.”

Gregory shrugged and smiled.

"I'm sorry, the sun in this world is the same as your world, it also rises in the east and sets in the west."

Mo Zhen held his breath, and more and more beads of sweat rolled on his fair neck.

While he was analyzing the other party, the other party was also observing him!
There is some kind of strange impulse in his body now, his heart is already jumping out of his throat with excitement.

For himself, Mo Zhen is actually a little strange, he is not quite sure what kind of person he is.

So now he can't wait to know what kind of guy he is in the eyes of others.

It felt like waiting for test scores, anticipation tinged with nervousness.

Like a test examiner who has nothing to do with himself, Graceland commented in a leisurely manner like drinking afternoon tea.

"Mr. Xu is indeed a reasoning genius. I am very sure of his reasoning ability, but he is different from you. He lacks some necessary imagination, and his over-reliance on clues and evidence limits his further improvement, while you... "

Mo Zhen pursed her lips tightly, her flushed face full of anticipation.

Grace said with a chuckle.

"It's easy to break this shackles. Your thinking is as flexible and flexible as a bird. His arrogance comes from the talent of discovering the truth, while your arrogance comes from the madness of ignoring the results. This makes your thinking enter a kind of Palace-level realm, that's why I'm willing to sit down and play this game with you."

Along with the trembling of the body, all words became plain and tasteless, and Mo Zhen's eyes were as calm as a sage.

"Very in-depth evaluation and analysis, so I am such a person, hahahahahahahaha, I am quite embarrassed to say it. However, there is one thing I need to point out..."

Mo Zhen smiled and spread his hands.

"Unfortunately, my name is indeed Mr. Xu, you should call me Mr. Xu."

"Oh, that's such a coincidence! A coincidence of this degree is probably the so-called fate!"

Seeing the other party's unmoving smiling face like a mask, Mo Zhen said abruptly.

"Yeah, if your name also happens to be 'Gratrade', then I'm afraid it can only be explained by fate."

The other party smiled and shook his head.

"I'm sorry, I want to reiterate again, I am indeed the Gretrid of this world, you don't have to make funny attempts like ducks to test the water, let's start the game!"

The casual blow completely missed, and Mo Zhen still seemed unable to find out the reality of the opponent.

In any case, one thing is clear, the other party is indeed a difficult person who can compete with him.

Generally speaking, when the gap between the two sides is too large, people will find it boring, when the gap between the two sides is small, people will find it interesting, and when the two sides are close, people will feel restless.

Because at this time, people will always see their own shadows in each other.

What people can't see clearly is themselves.

What is the truth?Mo Zhen was still thinking hard.

Unknowingly, bright red blood slipped down the slender fingers.

He didn't look at the two identical bottles of medicine at all, because he knew that the game itself was not about which of the two bottles of medicine was poison, but the so-called truth.

Looking for the truth, what is the truth looking for?

Mo Zhen's breathing became short of breath, and more and more blood flowed from his fair fingers.

(End of this chapter)