absurd deduction game

Chapter 502 Can I go back and pick up a leak?

Every once in a while, Yu Xing will encounter a node that makes him lament his luck.

Sometimes he really doubts whether the title of his persona is jumping back and forth between "lucky" and "unlucky".

But now, when he saw the performance license disguised as a bird brooch, Yu Xing clicked his tongue twice, expressing his joy as the Emperor of Europe—this is probably the most beneficial to him so far, except for the dream a sacrifice.

There are ghosts everywhere on the dead island, and even the plague body that symbolizes NPCs has killing intent on outsiders like them. In terms of pure power confrontation, even people with full status may not get much benefit, even a It is also common to be killed by ghosts without paying attention.

So in the early stage, the sacrifice that allows them to quickly accumulate information and perfect tactics is the best.

The license to act was the sacrifice that Yu Xing got after the end of the hospital of fear. Since Ye Qinyu regretted that the sacrifice would not be used in the deduction during the qualification test, this was the first time he had a license to use it.

He knocked on the glass and said to the person in charge: "I left this on the island. I am very grateful to the art museum for keeping it here and avoiding the fate of it being taken away by others. Can you return it to me now? "

The person in charge may also be very interested in this kind of thing. Hearing this, he showed a subtle reluctance. However, the rules restricted him and determined that he could not own this brooch. He quickly came to his senses: "Of course, I can tell if you're lying or not. He is indeed yours, and you can take it away."

After the voice fell, the glass cabinet covering the brooch slowly opened. Yu Xing looked at the brooch for a few times, and even mobilized the power of curse in his body. After confirming that there was no harmful breath added to the brooch, he put the things in picked up.

As soon as the sacrifice that belonged to him got his hands, his brain felt as if he had been pricked by a small needle. Certain information was arranged in his mind. This time, there was no systematic assistance. The control was all up to him, and there was a strange sense of indefinable involvement that made him feel more in control of the sacrifice than usual, as if the bird brooch had become part of him.

Originally, the ability of such a sacrificial offering was to turn into any certificate he wanted, which was convenient for him to shape his identity, and even use fraud to create a closed loop of logic, but now that he replaced it with a brooch, Yu Xing naturally had a new understanding... The purpose of the document is also suitable for the brooch, as long as he wants, this brooch can represent any identity proof.

The corner of Yu Xing's mouth curled up, and he pinned the brooch to his chest in satisfaction. Then he found that the clothes on his body were a little messy, and he didn't know where he had rubbed a lot of blood, indescribable traces and dust. He thought, going back to the hotel later After that, I have to find Daisy's daughter to buy another set of clothes.

I just don't know if their time in the art gallery is different from that outside the copy, and whether they can catch up with dinner after returning.

No one knows whether it is a coincidence or another reason. The five people who were put in have gained something in this collection room, but if the sacrifices appeared according to the causal relationship of the people who came in, there is still one person who is Unexpectedly, that was the chess player. He didn't have a sacrifice here, but took a golden apple belonging to the blood source.

Yu Xing found his sacrifice relatively quickly. After taking it back, he turned around again to make sure that there were no other sacrifices belonging to him here. He began to observe Ning Feng, Yun Si and Zhao Yijiu with confidence. Ning Feng directly Find a sharp knife from the collection. It looks like a scalpel, but it is bigger than a scalpel. The jagged pattern on the blade is enough to add bloodthirsty to this cold weapon. and palpitating momentum.

"Did you find the main weapon? This guy is quite lucky." If there is a choice, what Yu Xing wants more than the license to act is actually the dream of Sheqing, not only because there is a powerful Sheqing like Yiqing in it Ghost, especially because it is the most convenient dagger weapon he uses, and it can also serve the purpose of strengthening and perfecting his tactics.

It's a pity that even though he knew that the collection room contained some sacrifices from outsiders, he never thought that Sheqing Dreamland would be here. Because of Yiqing's existence, this guy would definitely run around with a dagger, looking for fun. It will never stop. Yu Xing even thought about whether he would be able to hear from others an inspirational story about a ghost in green clothes suddenly appearing to rule a certain building when he reached the center of the island.

What Yun Si took away was a forehead strap... Yu Xing guessed that it should be called by this name.

Because the forehead band is very gorgeous, in the middle is a silver metal eye the size of the top knuckle of the thumb, which is similar to the eye of darkness, and some fine chains and precious stones fall from both sides, full of exotic style, but no matter how you look at it It is the kind of dancer raised in the noble family, or the headgear worn by the women in the royal family.

It means that a plainly dressed man like Yun Si is a little out of place with this forehead belt. Yu Xing thought about it very leisurely, and he thought that it should be very suitable for Yun Si to change into a gorgeous dress with this forehead belt, because Yun Si The face of the shop itself is very handsome, even with some three-dimensionality that is difficult for oriental people to possess, and the hair happens to be grandma gray and curly.

He didn't quite know what this thing was used for. It was supposed to be an investigative or protective sacrifice. Anyway, after getting it, Yun Si put it into his pocket with a look of disdain.

"I didn't get the kill." Zhao Yijiu's voice came from behind Yu Xing suddenly, with a hint of coolness. Yu Xing felt as if he had returned to the night when he first met Zhao Yijiu in the abandoned factory. When I poke my eyes, I really feel the eerieness.

He turned around in surprise, and found Zhao Yijiu standing less than two decimeters behind him, holding a bloody spike in his hand.

"This thing," Zhao Yijiu said in a low voice, sounding very unhappy, "I use it the least, it's very inconvenient."

The spike is a throwing weapon. Although it is powerful, it once nailed the paper figurine firmly to the ground, but after throwing it, it loses the initiative to continue attacking. For Zhao Yijiu, it can only be used as an auxiliary item. But what he lacks most now is a good weapon.

"It doesn't matter, you can always get it back. If it doesn't work, find a way to replace it with other knives." Yu Xing comforted, "But why isn't your nail disguised as something else?"

"Maybe for Dead Island, coffin nails are very reasonable things." Zhao Yijiu replied.

It's just that this answer makes the air seem to be a few degrees lower.

"Suspicious?" Suddenly, both of them heard a slight hey from the side, and they just brought their foreheads to Yun Si, who had just put them away, and looked in their direction, with their eyes fixed on the spikes, "Isn't this...? "

"Do you know the origin of this thing?" Zhao Yijiu reacted first, and asked in a cold voice.

"Wait a minute, I'll ask first to decide if I know." Yun Si was not frightened by his indifferent tone, and turned to Ning Feng: "Look at this thing, doesn't it look familiar?"

Ning Feng played around with his scalpel in his hand, feeling particularly good. At this time, he was pulled over by his arm, and said in a good voice: "What? Huh..."

The same question words.

The chess player was also attracted by their actions, stood up, and when he saw the spike in Zhao Yijiu's hand, he opened his mouth in a rare way, and let out a soft voice: "Huh."

Zhao Yijiu: "..."

Yu Xing: "... Tsk."

What are these people doing?He looked like he knew this long nail, but he didn't reveal half a word about life and death.

What's the matter, did the spikes come from the coffin they buried?
"This thing looks like what your sister made." In the end, Ning Feng was the first to break the strange atmosphere. He looked at the chess player, "Isn't your sister's weapon just like this?"

"Ask after I go back, maybe it was something she sent out in a certain timeline." The chess player was indifferent, and soon lost interest in the things in Zhao Yijiu's hands, turned and walked aside.

Both Yu Xing and Zhao Yijiu had good ears, and they didn't miss their conversation. They looked at each other, then suppressed the vague curiosity in their hearts, and decided to go back to the hotel first, and mention this matter to Zhao Mou. There is a relationship between the teacher and the teacher, so it is good to ask clearly when you contact me later.

After receiving their rewards, the person in charge began to politely and unquestionably urge them to leave as soon as possible. They had already spent enough time in the art gallery, and the top priority was to go back to their bases to sort out the information, so they obediently left the collection room.

To leave the art museum, you need to go through the main entrance on the first floor. As soon as everyone went down to the stairs from the third floor to the second floor under the supervision and guidance of the person in charge, Yu Xing stopped, and suddenly remembered something: "Oh, that's not good. , can I go back to the painting studio again?"

The person in charge narrowed his eyes and smiled intriguingly: "What do you want to do?"

"Something was left there. When Ms. Linda pestered me to chat and introduce the auction, I accidentally left a gift she gave me on the sofa." Yu Xing said with a face There was a touch of anxiety that couldn't tell if it was true or false, "It's a ring. She said she would contact me through this ring. If I lose it, I'm afraid she won't be able to contact me and I will be angry."

Hearing this, the person in charge who originally wanted to ruthlessly drive him away stopped talking, turned his face away, and showed a painful expression from an angle that everyone couldn't see.

It was really Linda who stayed behind. If she can't find anyone, she will have to come to the art museum to make trouble.

There is nothing special in the appraisal room. When it is not in use, it is bare inside. It is no different from the lounge downstairs. The person in charge did not hesitate too much and waved his hand: "Hurry up, I only give you 3 minutes. "

Yu Xing nodded gratefully, and immediately threw off his legs and ran in this direction.

Zhao Yijiu stared at his back, and glanced at Yu Xing's trousers pocket secretly. The two gifts from Linda had her scent left on them. In Yu Xing's pocket.

Although the other three didn't say anything, they all knew that this was just a poor excuse. How could Yu Xing carelessly put such an important item that could be related to the auction dungeon on the sofa?

I'm afraid that I went to the painting studio for another purpose.

After only thinking for a few seconds, the three of them suddenly realized something. Ning Feng laughed and shook his head helplessly: "In terms of picking up leaks, I still have a lot of room for improvement."

The person in charge didn't know what they meant, so he could only frown, looking at the watch on his wrist that was returned by his staff, silently counting down to 3 minutes.

Because in his mind, there is really nothing in the Appreciation Studio, so how can we talk about picking up leaks?
But Ning Feng and the others, who are also outsiders, suddenly remembered that a staff member died in the Jiantu studio, and there were four Tiewa who broke in.

Because of their existence, the painting room has been filled with blood mist for a long time before, and it smells very bad. They have overlooked one point, that is, after these NPCs die, the corpses will also disappear, leaving only a small "remains" ".

Those are treasures that can be used for research and exchange for money!
It didn't take 3 minutes at all, and Yu Xing ran back after just over a minute. He didn't see anything extra on his body, only the pocket of his trousers seemed to be a little bulging.

The person in charge continued to lead them downstairs, and went directly to the first floor through the stairs. The hall had just experienced a riot, and many ornaments were crooked or even broken. This time, the three experiencers looked sharply at the hall. Sweeping around, I didn't see any "remains".

The person in charge couldn't figure out what happened to these people suddenly, was he suspecting that his cleaning work was not in place?
"I've already cleaned it up. It's not my job as a curator to keep my art gallery dirty and messy." The person in charge announced with some pride, meaning that they don't need to use this kind of eyes to find fault.

The experiencers were heartbroken.

The person in charge opened the gate of the art museum, and Yu Xing finally saw the scenery outside the art museum. The streets here are much more gorgeous and beautiful than the desolate scene around the hotel. The buildings are one after another, and each building is very solemn. A huge oval mirror with exquisite carvings stands next to the column next to the main entrance of the art gallery.

The others all bought tickets to come in from the outside, so they didn't feel much about it.

"Thank you for coming to my art exhibition. Now I hope that I don't have to bother you anymore until everything gets better with me." The person in charge showed a more sincere smile and made a gesture of invitation to them.

The implication is that one is that he does not want any troubles that only outsiders can solve to come to him, and the other is that Yu Xing realized it himself... I am afraid that the person in charge really wants to say "scroll" to them.

The gate of the art gallery was closed, leaving five people standing in front of the art gallery.

The sky is gloomy and there is no skylight. It seems that it has already fallen into the night, or it is close to the nightfall. The mirror refracts a faint light, and what it reflects seems to be another world.

Yun Si began to stare at Yu Xing's pants, and his eyes swept back and forth in the pockets very presumptuously, and looked at it for a long time, until Yu Xing coughed: "Friend, don't look there casually, I might Misunderstood something."

Zhao Yijiu let out a cold snort of condemnation, not knowing exactly who he was blaming.

"Yu Xing, this dungeon really made you a lot of money." Ning Fengsi sighed with a half-smile.

Yu Xing realized it.

He dug into his pocket for a long time, squeezed out a small ball made of bone, put it in Ning Feng's hand enthusiastically: "Indeed, we get along so well and hit it off so well, it's unreasonable not to exchange a gift. "

Yun Si looked away in relief, he thought, this person is not as stupid as Yu Fengshen said, Yu Xing got the things only after thinking about them, and at this time he even gave them one.

I heard Yu Xing's tone full of expectation: "Where is the gift for me?"

(End of this chapter)