Absurd deduction game

As Yu Xing probed his consciousness into Zhao Yijiu's mind, silence returned to the screening room.

Yiqing secretly spurned these two humans, snorted coldly, and decided to find the culprit who made him bored.

Yu Xing also said just now that there must be a resentful spirit that has taken shape in the cinema, gathering those infected into this screening room, and he doesn't know where to hide.

Yiqing is bored. When he is bored, he has to find something to do.

Although he knew that Yu Xing asked him to play with the resentful spirits and treated him as a tool ghost, he didn't care. Anyway, he didn't object to this matter, so it didn't matter if he helped Yu Xing solve a problem.

Once again, Yiqing couldn't help but snorted heavily at the two humans with their eyes closed, then reached out and hit Yu Xing's head with the folded jade bone fan, and Yiqing moved towards the screening The exit on the side of the hall floated away.

He has always felt very crowded, surrounded by small light spots, which are the so-called resentment virus factors unique to this world. It feels like when he was in the bar before, he could have the whole room to himself. He was in the lounge, but suddenly a group of customers came in and occupied his lounge.

Those customers were crowding around without any discernment, which made him very unhappy. If he killed one, two or three more would come in endlessly.

There are endless cockroaches to kill.

The green-clothed ghost had a cold face and floated straight in one direction. Passing by the wall, the green figure suddenly became illusive. As a faint mist enveloped him, Yiqing easily penetrated the wall and entered the other side of the screening room. side corridor.

Yu Xing didn't want to use the power of the curse to frighten the snake, and he didn't have a large-scale perception, so he couldn't determine the location of the resentful spirit for the time being. But he was different. He was a ghost himself, and no matter what was around him, it was clear in his eyes.

There is an aura that is obviously different from those factors in the monitoring room at the end of the corridor.

That aura had a hint of chaos and turbidity. It was obviously subjective and actively hiding its existence.

But Yiqing is currently in a state where nothing can suppress him. For a powerful thousand-year-old ghost like him, these mere resentful spirits are still not enough.

He just floated past like an old man on the ground. The resentful spirit hiding in the monitoring room must have sensed the approaching danger and didn't dare to run away——

Waves of cyan mist have spread to the entire cinema unknowingly, covering every inch of contact. It can be said that Yiqing has laid a dragnet in the cinema. As long as he is willing, whether it is a resentful spirit or an infected person, Whether they are dead or alive, and where they are, is just a matter of a thought.

In just a few breaths, Yiqing arrived at the monitoring room.

He passed through the door, and the resentful spirit was close at hand, and the chaotic atmosphere became clearer and clearer.

"Where are you? My little friend." Yiqing leaned over and looked around, but didn't see anyone, but he was not in a hurry. He smiled leisurely and looked at the monitoring room full of people with his green eyes. The screen lights up.

One wall of the control room is covered with display screens divided into blocks. Each display screen corresponds to a screening room, an empty corridor, and a ticket office at the door.

The place where Yu Xing and Zhao Yijiu were located was the screening room No. 7, and the surveillance truthfully recorded everything that happened in this screening room. I saw that the audience in the auditorium was very scattered and had no communication with each other. Except for the two newcomers at the back, the rest were staring blankly ahead.

The large screen with constantly changing patterns was a bit blurry in the surveillance. Where there should have been various patterns and textures, only large blocks of color remained like ghost images, which could not be observed.

Other surveillance systems tend to be static. Whether it is the corridor, the ticket office or the inside of the screening room, time seems to be frozen at the moment when the virus swept through. There are no people and no changes in things, as if they have been forgotten.

Yiqing glanced at it and smiled softly.

"Kid, you are hiding under the surveillance camera."

For him, it seemed very appropriate to call him a wraith child. Anyway, he was old enough to be a ghost and be the ancestor of the wraith viruses.

So naturally, in front of the ancestors, all the cleverness is not enough.

Yi Qing shook his fan, and Shi Shiran sat on the armchair in the control room. In fact, he was usually like a mist, unable to touch things without the influence of ghost energy or spiritual power, even if he occasionally wanted to No matter where he sleeps or sits, he will first contaminate those things with his ghost energy.

If you really want to say it, it is somewhat similar to viral factors.

But in this world, Yiqing found that there was at least one thing that made him feel a little relieved, and that was that he had skipped the process of contaminating something, because the dense virus factors in the air had already assumed the responsibility of the medium.

He sat down on the viral factor attached to the chair.

Yiqing's lazy sitting posture was somewhat similar to when he was still the owner of Sheqing Bar. In an instant, an aura of overlooking everything came out, which greatly diluted the gentle and bookish spirit in him.

Perhaps it's because there are no other people around, and there are no novel things or humans, only the same kind of ghosts that he is most familiar with but despises, so Yi Qing's appearance at this time is the closest to the real him.

The expression he looked at the monitor was a little cynical, as if he was treating the resentful spirit hiding in the screen as a toy in his hand. He observed the static screens slowly, almost only scanning them once, and then he stopped at them. Monitor the corridor in the far corner.

This corridor is a corridor on the first floor of the cinema that leads to the staff passage. It is not open to the public. On both sides of the corridor are staff lounges with closed doors, locker rooms, and staff toilets.

Outside the surveillance range, there are some other functional rooms, but they do not appear on the screen.

The reason why Yi Qing knew so clearly was because he had already wandered around the entire cinema, and with the spread of his mist, many places that Yu Xing and Zhao Yijiu had never been to were also found in Yi Qing. under control.

The moment he locked the screen, he felt a trembling little guy become even more frightened.

"You're in here, right?" Yiqing floated up, her feet off the ground, hanging in the air. Her green robe moved without wind and isolated the small spots of light around her.

"Huh? You want to know how I found you?" Anyway, the resentful spirit wouldn't answer him, so he just talked to himself and answered himself: "Actually, when I was walking along this corridor..."

"The door to the staff lounge is open."

In the surveillance footage, the employee lounge was still closed.

Either the Wraith Spirit closed the door conveniently when it was hiding in the past, or the Wraith Spirit did not know that it was opened while employees were resting when creating visual deception, so it overwrote the monitoring with the effect of closing.

In short, this monitoring is wrong.

Yiqing felt with satisfaction that the resentful spirit's mood swings of some annoyance and despair could be heard on the monitoring screen.

It seems like I haven't bullied another ghost for a long time.

Ever since he was bound to Yu Xing, he had restrained himself in many ways. On the one hand, he didn't want to be unhappy because he didn't want to be regarded by Yu Xing as a mindless ghost with only the desire to kill, as a trouble, and thus unhappy.

On the other hand, he also had an agreement with the system. After using the contract with Yu Xing to escape from the original world, he could not cause trouble in other worlds. Once he got into trouble with something that shouldn't be messed with, and caused trouble, the system Misfortune will follow.

Therefore, in the previous derivation dungeons, he was either directly restricted by the system in terms of power, or had to keep a low profile and not destroy the mission experience of the deducers. Yiqing had not seen other ghosts trembling in front of him for a long, long time.

"ha……"

He laughed heartily.

After all, his nature is not good. Evil ghosts are always bad. Temporary restraint cannot be regarded as permanent rules. No matter how harmless he pretends to be, he cannot hide the true nature of evil spirits.

Yiqing merged into the display screen in the blink of an eye.

On the screen, a cyan figure suddenly appeared in the empty corridor.

Ghosts seem to have extraordinary talents in controlling electronic products. As early as a long time ago, "ghost calls", "ghost videos", "ghost QQ" and "ghost surveillance" have been popular in various legends .

Naturally, Yiqing will not lag behind. Although he is a thousand-year-old ghost who has never touched any electronic products in his life...but some things are just like being born, and time travel through monitoring is not a problem for him. .

He stood in the corridor and subconsciously looked at the round electronic surveillance camera above his head.

On the monitoring screen, there was real-time feedback on the corridor. You could see that the cyan figure suddenly stopped, slowly turned its head, and a pale, unrecognizable face appeared in the camera.

"Ziz..."

The current was suddenly disturbed, and wave-like snowflake patterns began to appear. The cyan ghost seemed to be smiling. The next moment, the screen suddenly went black. When it lit up again, the terrifying cyan ghost face suddenly occupied the entire screen!

If there was someone in the monitoring room, they would definitely be shocked.

Yiqing smiled and withdrew the cyan mist that covered the camera, and also removed the influence of the ability to create hallucinations.

It's such a pity, and I think so.

He really wanted to do this in a real movie theater.

In a world with many living people, letting a certain movie theater become the object of people's ghost stories after dinner, and then arousing people's curiosity and desire to pursue, this feeling... can make the power of the Green Ghost become stronger and stronger.

The gods of his time needed people's faith to maintain their power.

Similarly, the ghosts of his time also needed people's fear and belief to determine their strength.

He is not the only one who has the green ghost. This kind of ghost itself has a certain amount of fear energy. In the world where he lives, everyone knows the name of the green ghost. Unlike the real world where Yu Xing lives, only some paranormal enthusiasts can Will get to know the green ghost.

Yiqing felt it was a pity. He wanted to make people in the real world feel fear, but the dual constraints of the system and Yu Xing prevented him from doing so.

Then he had to vent somewhere else.

For example, this apocalyptic world full of resentful spirits.

Yiqing grinned, suspended his bare feet in the corridor, and raised his palms towards the employee lounge.

As expected, the door of the lounge has been closed again. It seems that the condensed resentful spirit usually uses its physical form.

From the surveillance point of view, the cyan ghost raised his hand, the green mist rolled faintly, and the door that seemed to have been locked opened silently.

The next second, a human-looking thing with a face whiter than flour rolled out of the door. It was dancing and gesticulating with something, and its mouth was wide open, probably screaming or cursing.

It's a pity that the surveillance camera doesn't pick up the sound.

The ghost in Tsing Yi was swaying in the air, and no one could see what he had done. The dancing white flour man was grabbed by the neck and lifted up by an invisible force, his face even more ferocious.

Its legs kicked wildly, and for a moment it seemed to have turned into an illusion, and it wanted to escape, but before it could make any move to escape, the surrounding green mist suppressed it and turned it into reality again.

Yiqing was thinking about some cruel ways to die.

He thought of one.

The blue mist surged instantly, heading towards the white flour ghost who was cursing hoarsely. When he was about to touch it, Yiqing stopped thoughtfully.

He raised his head and looked at the camera again.

This thing always gave him the feeling of being watched, as if his every word and deed were being spied on by pairs of silent eyes.

He is in the small box, the voyeur is outside the box.

Right? Peepers.

Yiqing pointed his index finger at you, with gentle eyebrows like a harmless scholar, and said with a smile: "Shh... I don't know what is looking at me, but... what I have to do next is really... It’s not recommended to be watched, but it’s better to leave some good impressions on me.”

The surveillance screen suddenly went dark.

Any form of record is also cut off at this line.

…

After being exposed as a "personal login", Yu Xing was undoubtedly dragged over to work as a labor force by the somewhat angry Zhao Yijiu.

One after another, the small sparkling light spots in the dark factory were quickly cleared by the two of them. The world in their heads could not be maintained. It was already crumbling at the end. Every place looked like inferior game modeling, and the outlines became A little weird.

When the last small point of light was cleared away, the world in front of Zhao Yijiao collapsed. After just a moment of trance, he returned to the screening room of the cinema.

No matter how long it took and how far he moved in the world inside his head, in reality he was still sitting on the chair, his brows slightly furrowed because of the dissatisfaction in the world inside his head.

He stood up without saying a word, and without looking at Yu Xing who was smiling sullenly beside him, he picked up Zhisha.

"Hey, Brother Jiu?" Yu Xing called him immediately, "Don't be angry. I just saw your serious look and couldn't help teasing you... You also know my character, right? I can't bear it at all. live!"

Zhao Yijiu's face turned red when he heard this.

I don't know whether he was angry or ashamed that he was deceived.

He finally glanced at Yu Xing without saying anything: "Do you know how scumbag this sentence sounds?"

"I know, but aren't I just a hateful scumbag?" Yu Xing tilted his head, seeming to accept his own evaluation well, "As long as I am scumbag enough, then none of the facts you said can make me feel ashamed. "

Zhao Yijiu: "..." His face became even more paralyzed.

There was an icy light in Zhi Kill.

"I'm going to kill the infected people now." Zhao Yijiao said, "But, can I stab you too?"