Absurd deduction game

Carlos is having a hard time.

Because Yu Xing only glanced at Yan Ming and continued to ask him: "I asked Zhao Yjiu to come to you first, where are the others?"

It was already dark, and there were shadows everywhere. With Zhao Yijiao's speed, he should have arrived long ago, and then used Carlos's paper man to confirm the location with him.

However, until Yu Xing left the central Cuihua who was guilty of doing something bad and walked out of the base alone, there was no contact from the other party, and even Carlos had no news.

It feels like sending the eldest son to catch the second son who was having fun in a nightclub, but the eldest son also disappeared. It's hard not to be angry.

After disappearing for a year, it seemed that his teammates no longer obeyed the instructions and kept doing things beyond the plan. Yu Xing didn't feel irritated, but just a little confused.

"Hmm...Zhao Yijiu seems to have been around the restaurant, but he didn't come in." Carlos thought for a while and glanced at Yan Ming.

With this person here, if he told the truth, his vest might not be able to cover it up.

But looking at Yu Xing's posture, it didn't take long for his vest to be covered after this game.

"Actually...Zhao Yijiu was stopped by someone on the way." After closing his eyes and making up his mind, Carlos got rid of his guilty look and grinned, "Then he left with that person."

Under Yu Xing's control, the little paper man faced him, standing motionless, with a strangely calm tone: "Who?"

"Who else can make Zhao Yijiao decide to follow you at the last moment, so that he doesn't listen to you." Carlos's green eyes darkened, "Of course -"

Before he finished speaking, the little paper man fell down and returned to his soft state.

Yu Xing withdrew control and disconnected.

Carlos was silent for two seconds, then crushed the paper man and tore it into pieces.

"Actor?" Yanming calmly continued while he was tearing up the paper, "So you sensed it too."

On the third hour, forty-two minutes and fifty-six seconds after he was captured, Zhao Yijiu entered his range of perception.

Eleven seconds later, the actor's breath came from near the restaurant.

The two met at a certain point, stayed for a minute, and then both went in another direction - which was also the direction of the ticket that Yanming sensed at that time.

Yanming didn't say this to Carlos. In his opinion, Carlos kidnapped him, and he should teach Carlos a lesson, such as knowing that Carlos' teammates and actors had collided, but not warning him.

He didn't expect that Carlos knew all this clearly and remained calm at the card table without any trouble.

This means two things.

First, Carlos's perception range is out of control, which shows that the true strength of Carlos in front of him is much higher than all the current intelligence.

Second, Carlos's attitude towards the Broken Mirror Team is also worthy of discussion, and even Carlos's position needs to be reconsidered.

Yanming pressed his temples, ignored Carlos's stinking look, and laughed.

"What are you laughing at? If you laugh again, your mouth will disappear." Carlos threw away the debris, and the pieces of paper were flying in the air. "The actor must not have hurt Zhao Yijiao, otherwise Yu Xing would not know, which means I am right. ah."

"I didn't think much about Zhao Yijiao. After all, he is our 'Jiu Brother'. He did a lot along the way..." I also saved him from pretending to be weak in other deductions.

"It was because I was fairly clear about the actor's temper that I let Zhao Yijiu go with him."

"Did you 'leave with him', not 'get taken away by him'?" Yanming knew his methods, so he put away his smile and said, "Are you sure of this?"

"Of course." Carlos tapped his fingers nimbly on the table and said no more.

Yanming is just a passerby, and it would be disrespectful to say more.

As a magician, every word, deed and even a look in the audience's eyes is a way for him to figure out the psychology. However, the actor's strength is unfathomable and he is good at "time". He can travel back and forth, and no one knows who the actor is at this moment. What a mental journey.

Therefore, the first thing Carlos needs to determine is the actor's condition. He must have close contact with the actor.

So at the base, he sold the actor the loophole.

Peeping, leaving clues, making the actor feel interesting and take the initiative to tease him.

In the playful eyes the actor looked at him, there was no illusion of panic deliberately created by the magician.

The subsequent death and escape of the paper man were logical. Whether the actor was intent on killing him or just left him alone is the basis of the magician's speculation.

Originally, regarding this ticket, when Carlos realized that the ticket came from this copy, he was prepared to fight for it by himself, even if the problem was exposed in the eyes of the absurd system, it would not be a pity.

But Yu Xing's air landing was an unexpected surprise, and the ownership of the tickets also quietly changed in Carlos's heart.

Yan Ming wanted to trick out more, but in order not to lose his mouth, he kept his expression cold and said: "You want to use Zhao Yijiao as bait so that Yu Xing must be involved in the fight for tickets, even if he didn't get the tickets in the first place. Heart."

"Yeah, it's just a layer of insurance. This ticket must be taken by Yu Xing -" Carlos held his chin and looked out the window at the night sky. His emerald green pupils were even deeper, like an invisible undercurrent, "It must be him, No one else can.”

It can only be Yu Xing, no one else can.

Yanming tasted it and felt that Carlos's words were meaningful.

He began to look forward to what kind of turmoil Yu Xing would bring when he returned from the Dead Island.

"But I will be scolded when I go back." Carlos suddenly covered his face, breaking the atmosphere of "a master from this world", and said painfully, "Maybe I will be beaten again, and my ancestors have been beaten by Zhao for eighteen generations. If Mou pulls him out, he will endure Qu Xianqing's sudden cold attitude, and he will be assassinated by Zhao Yijiu's other consciousness——"

"You will be regarded as a traitor by Yu Xing!!"

Seeing such a magician, Yan Ming moved his lips and did not say "You deserve it."

…

From the moment it falls, it is doomed to be dark for a long time.

Zhao Yijiu followed the actor, his gloomy eyes occasionally scanning the unsuspecting back of the actor's neck.

Since the actor is not tall, the position on the back of his neck is more convenient for him. He only needs to raise his hand to stop the attack.

But he knew that even if the actor's back was exposed to him, his blade would not be able to penetrate it - the actor would not be unprepared.

Perhaps the actor was waiting for him to lose his temper. As soon as he took action, the other party would have a reason to kill him on a whim.

Instead of being like this now, they were walking in a long corridor with no end in sight, not knowing what was ahead, and there was no way out. The two of them were at peace with each other, and there was only silence.

The walls of the corridor are covered with murals, but they cannot be seen clearly. A force is blocking the human brain from understanding the meaning of the murals.

There are countless golden wind chimes hanging from the ceiling, with yellow charms hanging from the bottom of the wind chimes, and the cinnabar patterns are winding and undulating.

Zhao Yijiu wanted to touch these wind chimes, but his hands went directly through them, as if the wind chimes were just shadows reflected from another world.

The actor was walking the year before him, wearing a high ponytail and a blood-stained combat uniform. From the moment he entered the corridor, he had not said a word to Zhao Yijiao, and Zhao Yijiao would not take the initiative to talk to him, so the atmosphere became tense. Silence.

It all started when he was stopped by an actor in an alley. The actor said that there was a hidden object in this game, something pointing from behind, which could kill Yu Xing.

Really, after killing Yu Xing, there is no resurrection, no possibility of escape, and complete destruction from spirit to body.

The actor asked Zhao Yijiu if he wanted to try to stop him from getting that thing and go with him.

A decision must be made immediately, and there is only one chance.

Zhao Yijiu asked back, since there is such a thing, why bother to create variables for yourself, get it directly, and then take the initiative in front of Yu Xing?

He was testing, and of course he would not believe a word the actor said, let alone an active invitation.

The actor's answer was to raise the corner of his mouth and sigh with determination: "I will lose all the initiative in Yuxing if I really get it. I won't make this bet."

"But I won't be willing to get it."

"Zhao Yijiu, actually I have a shortcoming. I hate making choices. In your terms, this is probably called...choice phobia?"

"Then it's up to you, no, not you."

"Let Yu Xing, who is involved in this, make this choice for me."

Zhao Yijiu—Zhao Yijiu had to believe it.

When he came into contact with the actor's light-colored eyes, his sixth sense sounded an alarm.

A thought suddenly rang loudly in his mind, and his own voice told him that if he didn't go, he would regret it, and it would cause irreparable mistakes and regrets.

You must go, you must let Yu Xing make the choice, instead of giving the actor the opportunity to choose.