Weird live broadcast: I can deduce infinitely

"Report to the team leader, no surviving targets were found."

"Keep looking. We must kill all the fanatics and leave no one alive."

"Yes."

Gu Yi hid in the cabinet, eavesdropping on the movement outside the cabinet.

Zhang Jian directed the agents to leave and search for the next location.

Gu Yi got out of the cabinet, hid in the corner, and listened carefully to the footsteps of the agents.

"Mud."

"Shh, don't make a sound, or I won't hear you..."

Bang bang bang!

A series of gunshots sounded, and Gu Yi was so frightened that he quickly squatted on the ground covering his ears.

The ejected bullets almost flew past Gu Yi's scalp, and the airflow created by the bullets messed up Gu Yi's bangs.

A fanatic fell next to Gu Yi. He struggled to climb to the entrance of the restaurant, and stared at Gu Yi in the corner.

"Mud..."

"Don't worry, you can't see the light and the dark."

Gu Yi hugged the mud and continued to hide in the dark corner.

After a while, the gunfire finally stopped.Gu Yi used the mud to observe the environment outside the door.

It was a mess outside, with the corpses of spies and fanatics everywhere, and the remains of some ordinary citizens were also mixed in the middle.

After Gu Yi walked out of the door, he stepped over the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, following the traces and walking over.

Instead of taking the stairs, these people took the emergency exit.

Gu Yi was lying at the entrance of the corridor, and heard the sound of fierce fighting coming from downstairs, but soon those fighting sounds disappeared, replaced by only the passing wind blowing from the corridor.

"Are they in any trouble?"

"Mud."

"Go in and have a look."

Gu Yi was not afraid of life and death, he pushed open the door and walked into the corridor.

After walking about seven or eight floors, Gu Yi obviously felt that his sense of direction had become confused, and he couldn't even distinguish up, down, left, and right.

Obviously, there is a strange force here, which distorts his sense of direction.

"Mud, it's up to you."

"Mud!"

Mudba gave his thumbs up, and then rode on Gu Yi's shoulder, helping him to see the direction.

Where the spatial relationship is chaotic, mud can find its way, let alone here?

Soon, Mud found some clues.

Gu Yi came to the back kitchen of a restaurant, but at this time it had become a human slaughterhouse, and the remains of the victims were piled up on the chopping board like beef and mutton.

"vomit--"

Gu Yi vomited again.

However, there was not much in his stomach, he could only spit out some sour water.This time the vomiting reaction did not last too long, Gu Yi searched carefully in the slaughterhouse, not daring to miss any clues.

After passing through the back kitchen, Gu Yi came to the front hall of the restaurant.

All the tables, chairs and benches here were removed, leaving a space of more than ten square meters in the middle of the hall, with a complicated pattern painted on it, which seemed to be painted with the blood of the victims.

There is a mark left by a person in the middle of the pattern. If you guessed correctly, this should be the magic circle used by fanatics to sacrifice.

"The sacrifice is gone."

Gu Yi quickly made his own judgment, and he continued to search around in the front hall.

There are no traces of firefights here, but there are several men's footprints, which may have been left by the fanatics when they were hunted down.

Gu Yi hugged the mud and carefully followed the footprints.

After leaving the restaurant, it is the shopping center of Zifeng Building.

Both sides of the road are full of mutilated corpses of passers-by. They are neatly arranged on both sides of the road, extending to the end of the floor.

After seeing too many corpses, Gu Yi finally got used to it.

In the tunnel of the corpse, Gu Yi heard all kinds of strange ravings, and some strange phantoms appeared on his retina.

The system's notification sound sent another reminder.

"You have embarked on the road of sacrifice to the evil god!"

"Your plot exploration has increased!"

"The current plot exploration rate is 75%!"

"You got a chance to talk to reality."

"Find a public phone booth and you can communicate with reality."

"Public telephone booth?" Gu Yi blinked, "Where is there a telephone booth here?"

Gu Yi shook his head.

Phone booths are extinct in cities, and everyone has a mobile phone, so who would use a phone booth?The system doesn't want to be able to contact the real world at all, does it?

"There's something wrong..."

Boom!

Gu Yi's voice just fell.

A telephone booth fell from the sky and hit Gu Yi in front of him.

Gu Yi was stunned for a moment, opened the phone booth, he picked up the phone, and the system's notification sound came from the microphone.

"You have 3 minutes of talk time, and the time is still during the call, which will not affect your progress. Adventurers, who do you want to talk to in the real world?"

"The leader of the strategy group... no... the special advisor of the strategy group, Meng Xiang."

"Connecting."

beep-

The phone rang three times and finally got through.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Gu Yi, I only have 3 minutes of talk time, time is very tight."

Meng Xiang on the other end of the phone was obviously stunned for a second. He grinned and said leisurely, "Why are you talking to me? Shouldn't you be communicating with Qu Kangping?"

"Don't forget, the real world and the weird world mirror each other. The leader of the strategy team here is the ghost, so will the leader of the real world be fine?"

"Your thinking is very clear."

"I called you just to tell you about this. It is very likely that Qu Kangping has abandoned his faith."

"Hey, it's a good thing you called me. I happen to have an important message to tell you. I don't know if Qu Kangping has betrayed his faith now, but I know he has betrayed his faith once."

"What do you mean?"

"Let me tell you the story of Zhang Jian..."

……

Chu Chu Chu!

The sound of bullets passing through the chamber is mesmerizing.

Zhang Jian shot through the heart of the peaked cap and broke his neck with one foot.The peaked cap tilted its neck unwillingly, unwilling to die.

"Captain, it's cleaned up."

"You have worked hard." Zhang Jian looked back, "Have you found the hostage?"

"No."

"Leader, here, we saw... a strange thing."

"I am coming."

Holding the gun, Zhang Jian followed his men to a secret room.

In the middle of the secret room stood a woman, her eyes were tightly closed, and the black shadow behind her was almost solidified, changing and twisting irregularly.

Several agents put down their weapons and said in disbelief, "Leader, isn't this... this woman... Fang Xiaoyu?"

"No, you read it wrong."

Zhang Jian put down the gun, and eight octopus tentacles grew slowly behind him.

The tentacles wrapped around each agent's neck and tightened suddenly.

The agents couldn't even resist, and their necks were broken in the blink of an eye.

"Good night." Zhang Jian closed his eyes, "Reality...is too cruel, I'm still happy in my dream, I'd better get a good sleep."