Absurd deduction game

The prescribed dining place is not far from the clothing store, and is also on Baibao Street. According to Gao Yiling, it is the only restaurant in the entire street that can seat fifty people at the same time.

When they arrived at the place, Yu Xing found that Gao Yiling really wasn't exaggerating.

The two-story small ancient building in front of you is similar to the teahouse in the ancient TV series. The only difference is that it is not very popular. From the outside, you cannot see the symmetrical circular staircase at the end of the first floor. You can only see an eight-sided screen with elegant colors.

The tables inside are all black and have four corners. Perhaps the tour group had booked the restaurant in advance, so it was deserted and there was not a single diner.

There was a plaque with flying dragons and phoenixes hanging above the door on the first floor of the small building. The fonts were clearly in the shape of square characters, but no one could recognize what was written. Everyone stopped outside the door, feeling a gloomy atmosphere coming from the wood in front of them. When the system building was uploaded, I was alert and alert.

Gao Yiling's voice sounded buzzing with the amplification of Little Bee, as if it was being held in a bowl, but it sounded high-spirited:

"This place is called Buwangju, which means 'after eating a meal that will not forget you, no one will forget it again.' In the past, only the wealthy squires in the town had the money to eat here, but now it is no longer the case. It’s only for rich people, but the taste of the dishes has been completely preserved!”

"Everyone, follow me in. Please choose your seat at a table of four. It's almost time to serve. I guarantee that it will bring an unforgettable memory to your tongue!"

To tongue?

Yu Xing licked his lower lip unconsciously, and the red lines on the tip of his tongue swept across it, bringing with it an unnoticeable expectation.

He then walked in, and as soon as he stepped into the interior of Buwangju, the vague and eerie cool breeze became stronger and rushed straight to the front door.

Different from the cold wind in the biting winter, this eerie wind is all too familiar to the deducers. It obviously comes from a ghost!

Zhang Yu silently approached his captain, preparing to be a personal pendant at such a time.

"Captain." He whispered, "The tables and chairs on the first floor are loosely arranged, and most of the space is taken up by the performance stage in the middle, so there are only ten tables in total, which can accommodate up to forty people."

Although there were only thirty-seven of them alive, according to the size of the original tour group, there were only fifty people, and there was no room on the first floor.

This incidates that……

"Well, let's go up to the second floor and have a look." Yu Xing became interested in the second floor after not finding any trace of the ghost on the first floor.

It was already past dusk, and the sky was getting darker and darker. I remembered that Curie had lit many lamps, but the lights seemed to be inexplicably suppressed. There was no transparency at all, and it seemed particularly dim and depressing.

From the moment they came in, they didn't see any waiters, let alone the boss. Everything was quiet. Except for the footsteps of the performers, there was only the whistling of the wind in the lobby. It was hard to imagine that "We'll be here soon." How can "dish" be realized?

"Ah, by the way, don't forget that living on the second floor has a better view. You can see the street view outside. Usually the people with the highest status will go to the second floor to eat." Gao Yiling only remembered this when he saw the stairs, patted his head and said hurriedly : "There are several private rooms on the second floor. They are not open now, but there are three tables next to the window, which is just enough for you to sit."

She looked at the passengers: "Ahem, I don't have any status now. Do any of you want to sit on the second floor?"

"Let's discuss it." Yan Li said calmly, "Thank you for your hard work, guide. Let's take this time to take a rest. When we discuss it, we will go up by ourselves."

Gao Yiling is very oblivious to the strange scenes that occasionally appear in the team, and is also blind to the various weapons carried by the performers, but he is very keen on reading people's glances.

She heard that Yan Li was trying to drive her away, as if the travelers had some secrets that the guide should not hear, so she nodded good-naturedly: "Okay, then you decide for yourself, be sure to... let me see …”

"Be sure to sit down in your seats within ten minutes~ Otherwise, the boss will be unhappy."

After saying that, she turned around and left.

"Guide."

Suddenly, a voice that was a bit unfamiliar to most people sounded. Following the sound, it turned out that the person who called out was the Flower Seeker who had never spoken in public.

The flower seeker's gray mid-length hair was tied low on the back of her head when she was making the ceremony clothes, revealing most of her feminine face. A few strands of hair fell down in front of her forehead, swaying silently.

"Won't the guide eat with us?"

There was never a smile on his face, but his voice unexpectedly matched his appearance. It was very soft. It was difficult to feel the same awe-inspiring murderous aura as the big scissors behind him from his long and undulating tone. At most, it was a bit yin and yang.

But it was this sound that made many people shudder in this eerie and unforgettable place, making their whole bodies feel as uncomfortable as being licked by a poisonous snake.

Gao Yiling turned back, unaffected as expected, and said with a smile: "Buuwangju doesn't have a tour guide, so I'll just go out and buy some steamed buns or something to eat, and also communicate with the people I'll meet during the rest of the trip. "

"Ah, I will pick you up at eight o'clock."

After saying that, the little figure disappeared outside the gate of Buwangju.

The flower-seeker turned his head. His height advantage allowed him to look at Yan Li from a slightly downward angle, with a subtle provocation: "You can see the 'street scene' on the second floor, which must be a very interesting scenery. President Yan Li... …Will you be given this opportunity as a ‘noble’ person?”

The thoughts in the crowd are becoming more and more complex.

Some people's expressions changed when they heard this.

Originally, people who wanted to go to the second floor could take advantage of the darkness to grab a spot, and the first-come, first-served basis was applicable even among their group of deducers.

But Yan Li said that he wanted to discuss without refutation, which blocked the way to grab the position. Now everyone can only "discuss".

But who can't see that this is just Yan Li who wants to go to the second floor?

discuss?

In addition to allowing several presidents and their respective followers to obtain qualifications, will the outcome of the discussion have any other results?

Faced with the malicious inquiry from the Flower Seeker, Yan Li just curled his lips and looked back coldly: "Are you people in the Fallen Line thinking that those in the Alienation Line and the Righteous Line are so sanctimonious?"

The people who had been guessed narrowed their eyes.

Medusa leaned against a pillar, watching the argument between the two men with interest.

"I'm using discussion as an excuse. I just want to give you a reminder before you lose your mind impulsively. You can see things on the second floor that others can't see, and you can also encounter things that others don't have to encounter." Yan Li looked indifferent, "What's going on in this deduction?" You have all seen the intensity of ghosts, and the second floor will only be more dangerous than the backyard of the clothing store."

"If you think you can eat in that kind of environment, just go up there and I won't stop you?"

The impolite words made many people in the Fallen Line angry, and they were already more easily angered.

But Yan Li was right.

"Oh? So, President Yan Li thinks he has the ability to eat well on the second floor." The flower seeker still had the same tone as if every word contained a deep meaning, "Isn't this still the case? Gaogui has reserved a seat on the second floor? President Yan Li, I really like your high-sounding style."

In fact, this statement is a bit unreasonable. Yan Li's strength is here. Even if he is competing for the position, he will definitely have a seat. It is not a high-sounding one at all.

But anyone with a discerning eye can see that the flower hunter is looking for trouble.

Yan Li felt a little annoyed by him and looked at him strangely: "Are you looking for a fight?"

"I told you, any of you can go to the second floor." He paused and said matter-of-factly, "If someone takes my place, I'll pick the one that's least pleasing to you and throw it away, because I don't have a good temper."

After Yan Li finished speaking, he chuckled coldly: "Is this a high-sounding statement? Flower seeker, even you, I can throw it away with one hand."

This is the confidence of the most recognized deducer.

He is usually not crazy enough in his actions, has teammates who are like friends, has principles, and does not pretend to be mysterious, which has led to many people leaving the false impression that Yan Li is easy to talk to.

The fact is that in this situation, the flower seeker is not qualified to talk to him.

At least the actors must come in person so that they can have the opportunity to communicate on an equal footing.

There was blood in the flower seeker's eyes, and he took a step back: "I don't plan to go up without bothering you, President Yan."

Yan Li: "Oh?"

He doesn't have the kind of temperament that doesn't bother him when he's being picked on. Instead, he's critical: "So you've been talking nonsense for a long time just to waste other people's time."

Medusa held up her face and said: "Sure enough, the Prince of Hell is the most charming at this time~"

Lan Wu: "...Well, yes, very strong."

Yu Xing watched the excitement for a while and thought about who Zhang Yu should be put at the same table.

The second floor gave people an unknown and eerie feel. He definitely wanted to go up there to have fun, but Zhang Yu could never go up there. The same was true for the nightmare.

Hmm... let's find a table for them that is not in the fallen line.

Continuing from yesterday’s story.

The old man, when he saw my mother and me, he smiled and said: "Two beauties, you burned the wrong place. There is a bridge god under the bridge, and (the family) cannot collect it. He will not let (the family) collect it." "

I actually had the feeling that something was wrong.

But it was already half burned and there was no way to change the position. Then my mother hurriedly chanted words such as "Don't blame the one who doesn't know" and "Don't blame the bridge god" and continued to burn the paper.

I clasped my hands and apologized silently in my heart, and said something like "I'm sorry to the bridge god, just this once." The wind behind me suddenly became lighter, and the paper money was no longer blown away, and the money burned smoothly.

I was still a little suffocated, with chest tightness and shortness of breath. When I stood up halfway, I felt a stinging pain in my knees, and my legs were shaking as I stood up.

After burning the paper, we were about to leave. Suddenly I saw a lot of paper ash on my mother's head, so I helped her take a photo, but a lot of it was hidden under her hair, and it took me a long time to get rid of it.

There wasn't much paper dust on her body.

[I felt fine after that. Although I felt sore all over and felt dizzy, I usually don’t exercise and my mental state is also poor, so it may have nothing to do with this incident. 】

[It’s a true story, but I didn’t mean to express anything. I just had the urge to share it, so just listen to it as a story. 】