absurd deduction game.

Chapter 651 Your cooperation point
Before Kalodi could react, he had already followed Yu Xing's footsteps and walked to one side.

He was shrouded in the dim light of the oil lamp, and he was stunned for a moment, as if he had just heard the guy in front of him say that if he found the masked face, he subconsciously had a feeling of belief.

Then he didn't even think of dissuading him, and just followed.

anyway……

Kalodi stared at Yu Xing's side face for a while, inexplicably thinking that there was something wrong with this Yori, who seemed a little different from before just now.

After making a lot of guesses in his mind, Kalodi walked a few steps and asked, "What are you looking for?"

They were walking sideways, as if they already had a target.

"I said, what if I found the masked face?" Yu Xing held the oil lamp, only feeling that the handle in his hand was getting colder and colder with his steps.

After watching the farce in this market for a while, he almost understood it.

The masked face has the title of a murderous madman in the market. No one can find the masked face from a crowd of pedestrians, and the masked face has been using the crowd as a cover to kill people in a way that leaves no trace.

After seeing the doll version of Little Rosie in the night and the chasing and killing version of grandma, Yu Xing didn't think that the masked face would not have some supernatural abilities, such as - as long as it is not found out, it can keep killing people, just like the one in Werewolf Killing Like werewolves.

Therefore, it can naturally be deduced in reverse, as long as the masked face is found from the crowd, the opponent's ability to kill will be infinitely weakened, and it will no longer be so threatening.

At least Yu Xing thought so, so he didn't worry about making any mistakes, and took Kalodi straight to the position he perceived.

As they moved through the crowd, other people's eyes gradually focused on them.

Every time someone died in the market, everyone was used to staying where they were, so as not to be targeted by the killer and become the next target, so the two who kept pushing through the crowd were particularly conspicuous.

The handle of the oil lamp in Yu Xing's hand was still getting cold, like some kind of vigilance hint, telling him that with his movements, the probability of him being targeted by the killer's masked face was higher.

it's fine.

"I feel so cold." Carlodi frowned behind him, and asked again with a suppressed voice, "What are you trying to do? If this continues, the person will find us."

Even if it is completely lost, Kalodi is still decent, like an elite lawyer.

"In time." Yu Xing replied, "He's right there."

Before Masked Face noticed them and "killed" them in a special way, he would find them out of the crowd.

In other words, the masked face probably had already noticed him and Carlodi, and he didn't do anything because... the time wasn't up.

The cooling time of the killing ability has not expired.

So this time is the best time——

When the crowd was all passed through, Yu Xing stopped.

His eyes were covered by the oil lamp, dim and hazy, with a sense of alienation that was incompatible, mixed with the light, and fell lightly on the person in front of him.

That's not any tourist.

It's a stall owner who sells potatoes.

Like the others, that person wore a mask on his face, and his figure was covered by a large robe. Whether he was fat or thin seemed to lose his concept in the robe.

The people around realized that something was wrong, and slowly backed away, giving Yu Xing and the stall owner a semicircular space.

Kalodi watched from behind, and an unexpected idea slowly emerged—he suddenly felt that the stall owner, who was obviously not at all similar to the "mask face", suddenly became similar to the mask face everywhere.

but……

Just when he was suspicious, the potato stall owner raised his face.

The stall owner asked in a hoarse and cold voice, "Do you want to buy potatoes?"

"Don't buy potatoes, buy something else." Yu Xing said with a smile.

"I only sell potatoes." The stall owner's voice seemed to be hazy and dull, "You can buy it elsewhere."

"That can't be done, the only thing I want to buy is here." Yu Xing also squatted down understandingly, lest the stall owner keep talking to him with his neck up.

The stall owner was silent.

Yu Xing said: "Your life, or why do you want Shades and Kalodi, choose 2 from 1, which one will you sell?"

The stallholder trembled.

However, whether it is the nearest Yu Xing or the second closest Kalodi, or the various tourists and other stall owners who are paying attention to the movement here, they can see that this trembling reveals What came out was not fear, but excitement.

A frenzied, nervous excitement tinged with horror.

Without continuing to answer Yu Xing's words, the stall owner stood up.

The moment he got up, his robe fluttered, and something fell out of it sideways, and fell to the ground, causing the end of the robe to be lifted for a moment, and then covered it up again.

So everyone saw that what fell out of the robe was a thin old man. The old man looked very old, and his body had shrunk, only worth two-thirds of a normal person.

A bloodstain ran across the old man's neck. The blood stained most of the old man's clothes. The old man opened his eyes with shock and fear.

Someone recognized it and exclaimed: "That's the old gentleman who sold potatoes!"

After finishing speaking, Wan Lai was silent.

When people looked at the stall owner again, their gazes changed, because the facts were in front of them. This "stall owner" killed the old stall owner, stuffed the old stall owner into his robe, and sat with the old stall owner's body all the time. together!
What a pervert.

"Now there is evidence." Yu Xing was the only person in the audience who was not affected by anything. He blinked, "Are you standing up, are you trying to kill me... masked face."

The masked face twisted his neck, his bones cracked, and his identity had been exposed. He seemed very unhappy: "You can't afford my life, but I want yours."

His voice also changed back to how it was in the hotel during the day, and Carlodi was completely sure that this was the masked face.

No wonder he and Daisy couldn't find each other every time the masked face killed people. It turned out that the target was wrong from the beginning.

They always thought that the masked face mixed in the crowd must be one of the tourists. Who would have thought that the stall owner sitting nearby selling things could kill people from such a long distance.

The main reason is that they are not familiar with the ability of the masked face at night. The masked face disappears at night and is difficult to find. So far they have not seen what the masked face looks like at night. They only know that the masked face is afraid of being killed. pointed out.

But Kalodi looked at the masked face now, and didn't feel that the other party was scared—two seconds later, he thought of the reason.

It was Daisy who was afraid of the masked face. After being pointed out, he could only face Daisy. Daisy must have the power to restrict the masked face, but now, the one who pointed out the position of the masked face was Yori, a newcomer, a bit evil But it should be the new tenant of the common man.

This is how to do?Mask face is sure to treat Yori...

"It's really hard to say, my life is much more expensive than yours." Yu Xing pouted, interrupting Kalodi's thoughts and the momentum of the masked face. He asked confidently, "Do you know what you want?" How many people want to kill me, and those who are much stronger than you have failed, just you?"

"Hurry up and tell me why you killed Daisy." Yu Xing became upset, "I want the truth, can you cooperate with me?"

The masked face stretched out his hands from the robe, snapping its knuckles.

This was a deterrent act, but the masked face felt that something was empty and fell to the ground.

He looked down and saw a finger—from himself.

On his hand, where the index finger originally belonged, there was only a fractured surface that hadn't had time to spurt blood. The cross-section of bones and flesh and blood was clearly visible under the light of the oil lamp.

Masked face: "..."

Belatedly, he realized that his finger had been dislodged.

Yu Xing: "Ah, your knife is on your belt."

After he finished speaking, the onlookers saw that the tall murderer who stood up trembled, and was slowly, slowly, divided into two halves from the waist.

But not dead yet.

　Hmm...Happy Children's Day
　　
　
(End of this chapter)