Thriller game? She is just a weak woman

Chapter 15 The use of drama skin

The man with the chicken coop suddenly said in a shrill voice: "Damn it, what's the use? I have to tear it up again."

"Isn't it the same when I'm here?" Yan He raised his drama mask and smiled slightly.

Although I don't know what the purpose of this drama mask is, it is not difficult to guess from the words of the two people that only those who tear off the mask with their own hands can exert its effect.

Combined with the fact that Shi Xi wanted to make a deal with her, Yan He knew that she needed to use it.

"You?" The man in the chicken coop glanced at her with questioning eyes, turned to Shi Xi and asked, "Do you really want her to come?"

"If we want to solve the case as soon as possible, we can only let her come." Shi Xi nodded and told the cause of the matter in a few words.

In order to solve the case, Shi Xi tried every means to trick the drama ghost here, planning to find an opportunity to tear off his face.

But unexpectedly, Yan He happened to be passing by, and the drama ghost got interested and insisted on striking up a conversation, ending up with his face being stripped.

According to Shi Xi, this drama ghost is the only one in the area. It would be too time-consuming to find another one, so he planned to ask Yan He to help directly.

"That's okay." The man with the chicken coop muttered, stood up and moved out of the way, making a gesture of invitation to Yan He.

beep --

"Boss Shi! Boss Shi! Come and help!" More than a dozen men in suits and sunglasses rushed in, and the last man who was relatively thin ran in and waved to Shi Xi.

This makes the already insufficient space even worse.

"Don't worry about them." The man with the chicken coop head took a step to the right to block Yan He's view of the fun. "I'm going to teach you how to use the drama dough. Don't be distracted. The deformation process of the drama dough is very fragile. Once the transformation fails, it will be damaged. Don't wasted."

Yan He nodded, and after listening to the other party's theoretical knowledge for ten minutes, he nodded solemnly and began to practice.

This is the victim's skull, damaged beyond recognition and only repairable using drama mask.

The man in the chicken coop smeared a thick layer of medicine on the drama dough and handed it to Yan He.

Yan He carefully covered the drama mask on her skull, and in an instant, countless overlapping images and sounds rushed into her mind.

(gibberish)

[Ga——Come back, if you don’t understand, the stars are smiling at me. ]

[Come back, you know everything, my dear girl - why are you carrying five people on your back! Ga——]

[Little Corpse said, let’s take this question. The moon is shining in the sky, killing quack – slaying quack – kill. That only means you don’t understand. ]

The little girl was swimming in the grassland holding her textbook.

The duck is standing on the podium and walking.

A man with a vicissitudes of life was holding a lamp and giving a lecture in the river.

Middle aged man in suit sings in dark forest.

【warn! warn! The player is subject to continuous mental attacks and will lose one point of mental power every second. 】

The shrill system beep sounded out of place among the gibberish.

Yan He frowned slightly, held his breath and concentrated, and began to sort out his thoughts.

These were clearly out-of-sequence scenes and words that she needed to reorder in the shortest possible time.

Once her mental power reaches zero, the immortality waiting for her will be crazy.

Yan He listed all the elements one by one and reassembled them.

The simplest element here is the adapted version of the ballad, and Yan He was the first to come up with it.

[Bah, bah, bah, the moon is shining in the sky, the stars are smiling at me, the little corpse said, kill kill kill, why are you carrying five people on your back! ]

Combining songs and sounds, the corresponding answer should be [little girl holding a lamp singing in the dark forest].

As soon as his thoughts fell, the drama face on Yan He's hand transformed into a young and cute girl's face.

"It seems that you have mastered how to use the drama face, but she is the first witness and the one who called the police. Let's look at the others."

A slightly surprised voice came from the chicken coop man. He quickly took his phone from beside him and took a picture of the skull.

No?

Yan He crossed out the words about the little girl and continued to combine.

The little girl ruled it out, and the duck thing should also be ruled out. After all, the human skull has nothing to do with the duck.

Then... let’s look at the classroom.

[Everyone who knows this question will understand it. If you don’t understand it, it only means you don’t understand it. ]

Yan He matched this sentence with a middle-aged man in a suit, and his skull automatically transformed into a man's appearance.

"I know this man. He is the richest man in the world. He cannot be dead. I watched him on TV this morning."

Yan He was silent for a second and continued to combine. After eliminating two people, the rest was simple.

[Come back, come back, my dear girl_]

The face of a man full of vicissitudes of life appears on the skull.

"Well, it's not this. This is the little girl's father, who is not dead. The deceased met a lot of people during his lifetime. Is there anyone else?"

"Not yet?" Yan He looked at the last clue awkwardly.

No assembly required, just snap.

[Quack quack——]

As soon as Yan He read it out, the sound of the system's announcement and the incredible voice of the man in the chicken coop blasted in her ears at the same time.

[Ding, congratulations to the player for successfully using the Drama Face. Your proficiency has increased and you have obtained the prop [Drama Face]. 】

"Why are there still ducks? Wait, why do I feel familiar?"

Yan He relaxed her hand and pushed the skull away. The mental attack disappeared immediately. She now only had close to 400 mental powers left.

Thanks to her high mental power, if it were not for another player, her mental power would have reached zero and died.

The skull showed the head of a duck, which was different from what Yan He saw in his mind.

What she saw was just an ordinary wild duck, but what emerged from the skull was four duck heads spliced ​​together.

Each duck head has three beaks, four pairs of protruding red eyes, and a long white maggot drilled out from the top of the head, connecting the four heads together.

The man in the chicken coop was stunned. The mobile phone he originally intended to take pictures fell to the ground. He was stunned for a full minute, then quickly picked up the mobile phone and opened the video.

[Big news report: The beloved duck of Wang Qiba, the richest man in the world, was unfortunately lost in Tianzhu Mountain. Anyone with clues is asked to contact us. We will be grateful! ]

He paused the video and zoomed in on the image of the cute duck, contrasting it with the skull on the table.

"Exactly the same, exactly the same, why didn't I notice it?" The man in the chicken coop laughed and slapped Yan He on the shoulder, "Sisters, we are rich!"

The man in the chicken coop looked weak and frail, but he slapped away five drops of Yan He's blood.

Yan He pushed him away in disgust, stood up and took two steps away: "Who is your sister... Remember to give me a share when you get rich."

The other party didn't care, he took out a piece of paper, sat down and started writing.

"There are three people you see. These are all the cute ducks have seen before. Apart from the world's richest man, there are two other people."

"These two people are father and daughter, or the people who called the police. I can probably guess the cause of the matter."

"The cute duck must have been too cute, and they wanted to take it for themselves. The cute duck refused to obey, and was brutally killed in the end. The father and daughter were worried that the matter would be exposed, so they decided to take the initiative and call the police themselves."

Yan He: It’s hard to disagree.

After finishing writing, the man in the chicken coop took a picture of the skull and began to contact the phone number in the video.

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