Absurd deduction game

At half past two, Yu Xing arrived at the appointed place on time.

Hua Subai and Yan had already arrived in advance, Zhang Yu and Yu Xing appeared almost at the same time, only Yan Li was a step late.

"Captain!" Zhang Yu's eyes lit up and he quickly scanned Yu Xing's body. Seeing that he didn't seem to be injured, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Yu Xing nodded at him, walked into the alley, sensed it, and then looked at Hua Subai: "You have the aura of a ghost on you."

The ghosts in Nanshui Town are hidden, hidden under false appearances. Once a ghost's scent appears on someone's body, it means that he has just come into contact with a ghost in a real scene.

"You have one too." Hua Subai stood against the wall, playing with a small wild flower picked from nowhere. It was rare for a tender yellow wild flower to survive in this ice and snow.

Yu Xing had just killed an aunt who was charging at him with a knife. He had also met a doctor in the hospital. It was not surprising that there was a breath left on his body. He didn't bother to explain at the moment and looked at Xiang again.

According to the division of labor discussed before they separated, he and Zhang Yu went to the hospital, Hua Subai went to investigate the child that others said was strange, Yan investigated the preparations for the Ruixue Festival, and Yan Li went to investigate the "Fang Family".

Nightmare's condition is the worst among them. Although she doesn't seem to have any external injuries, this girl's face is pale, even her lips have lost their color, and her most important eyes are dim. If you don't look carefully, One might even mistake her for being blind.

Yu Xing asked about the situation with his eyes. Yu was frightened by the emotionless gaze and stuttered: "Did I do anything? Xing, why are you so fierce all of a sudden?"

"...No." Yu Xing paused and lowered his gaze, "Tell me, what's wrong with you."

"Oh, I'm fine, it's just like this when my abilities are overused." Yan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and explained, "The festival atmosphere in the town is strong and weak. I followed the colorful silks on the street all the way to the West District. People there seem to be the most excited, every store has something related to the Ruixue Festival, and even the altar used for performances is located in the West District."

"I sensed an abnormality in a fan shop and found a dough fan inside. There was a man writing at his desk embroidered with gold thread. It looked pretty good, but I noticed something was wrong, so I used my ability to take a look."

She trembled all over as she said this, with lingering fear: "Then I saw that every golden thread turned into blood. The man on the fan slowly turned his head, his eyes were bleeding, and he looked at me. He seemed to be reaching out to me. , trying to pull me into the fan."

Zhang Yu listened with interest: "What then?"

"Then?" Xiang rolled his eyes and scratched the somewhat messy wolf tail, "Of course I threw the fan on the ground, and then I was scolded by the owner of the fan shop. Before he asked me to pay compensation, I ran away quickly. ."

"Of course, this is not over yet. Then I discovered that every shop on that commercial street had an uncomfortable feeling that made me feel exactly the same as the fan. I stopped using my ability rashly."

"After my inquiry, I learned that those things are 'town offerings' prepared by merchants for the Auspicious Snow Festival, and they are to be dedicated to Fengxue on the day of the Auspicious Snow Festival."

The indifference between Yu Xing's brows and eyes had faded a bit, and he asked a key question: "How to dedicate it to Feng Xue."

"I asked, but the merchants told me that the answer lies with the guide." Xiang spread his hands, "They could recognize me at a glance as a member of the tour group, and they were quite enthusiastic about me. They always came to my side, but they just couldn't You are willing to tell me the answer directly, but tell me that the festival customs still need to be shared with us by a guide, otherwise it will ruin the novelty of our trip.”

"If that's the case, how could you overuse your abilities?" Zhang Yu's logic was clear, he directly caught the loophole in Xiang's words, and asked a little doubtfully.

"...Because, because." Nightmare rubbed his forehead in embarrassment, "I saw that I couldn't find anything anymore, so I left the street, but I wasn't willing to just leave like that, so I turned back and took a look. ."

At that glance, she unlocked her ability.

The layers of cover were peeled away, and a scene like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood suddenly appeared before her eyes.

The bustling shop was left in dead silence, with snow covering the eaves and ice edges hanging. What fell was not the water droplets melting from the snow, but thick crimson water.

Those objects that she just sensed were not good, such as the shaking lucky cat, the swaying red lanterns, the exquisite landscape paintings...each one was entangled with countless blood energy, like the wails and screams of endless resentful spirits.

Many sounds flooded into her ears in an instant. She seemed to hear the cry of a baby resounding through the sky, the screams of men and women with fear in their bones, the faint sighs of the old man, and the snickering of someone unknown.

Wait, snickering?

Goosebumps suddenly crawled all over Nightmare's back.

The instinctive reaction to save his life caused Nightmare to immediately cut off his ability. His ears were quiet again, but the remnants of chaos were still left in his mind.

In fact, her glance only lasted for two or three seconds, but when she came back to her senses, she realized that her whole body was shaking, and her legs seemed to be weighed down by a thousand kilograms, and she could not walk even one step.

"I held on and ran back. I didn't dare to rest until I saw Boss Hua. The West District was so terrible. Those objects for the Ruixue Festival were all stained with human lives." Xiang touched his heart and said, "Many human lives."

Sometimes, a dead person, an obsession, and a carrier of resentment can turn into a thrilling story of a ghost's revenge.

There are dozens of these in the shops in the West District.

It is unknown how many people died.

If those resentful spirits break out together, even the best deducers will have a hard time escaping unscathed.

Hua Subai suddenly sighed: "As expected of a nightmare, these eyes are so perfect."

The little yellow wildflowers on his fingertips were still shivering in the cold wind, but he didn't care at all. He just gave a friendly smile: "It would be almost impossible for others to find out all this in such a short period of time. Only Miss Nightmare can do it with just one glance."

"Miss Nightmare's extreme approach must have weakened her physical strength. Let's take a good rest now. The tour group will gather later, and we don't know what we will encounter."

Nightmare nodded, feeling a little tired: "Yeah."

She confessed the harvest without reservation, which was the price she paid for asking her colleagues.

Others... how much they want to say, how much they want to make public, that's not necessarily the case.

Just like Hua Subai, he clearly experienced something with that little boy, but now, he has no intention of mentioning it in detail. He just said hastily: "That kid has nothing to do with the main plot, and he is no longer there now. Don’t think about him.”

Yu Xing understood instantly: "Did you kill the 'person?'"

Hua Subai pressed his five fingers together, crushed the small yellow flower in his palm into powder, and said with a smile: "Yes. Xing, I'm afraid you won't talk about the hospital here."

Others didn't understand, but Hua Subai saw clearly that Yu Xing died once.

The information that Yu Xing could obtain at the cost of death would never be shared easily by him.

Seeing that the captain acquiesced, Zhang Yu also remained silent.

But he didn't remain silent for a while, and couldn't help but said: "Yan Li is seven minutes late. I remember he went to inquire about Fang Mansion, right? Why isn't he back yet?"

Yu Xing turned his head and looked at a certain point in the void through the thick alley wall.

For people of Yan Li's level, as long as they don't jump into a dead end, they won't get into trouble easily.

Moreover, Yan Li took the initiative to "form an alliance" with him, obviously with some kind of plan, so even if he got some particularly incredible information, he would not disappear silently.

If you miss an appointment, the most likely reason is... that you got stuck by something.

Fang Mansion, is his "family" really so powerful? Even Yan Li can be trapped.

Yu Xing blinked and moved his fingers.

He felt that the man named Mongoose Dao whom he killed outside the town seemed to be near Fang Mansion and had been staying for a while.

Yan Li and Mongoose Dao, could they be together?

Or, in addition to these two people, are there other deducers who also went to Fang Mansion and were collectively trapped?