absurd deduction game.

Alan's dagger struck without hesitation, but this girl was ruthless. She said she wanted to "fight" and her attack was a killing move.

A silver light flashed in front of Yu Xing, and he could see that Alan didn't hold back at all, but Alan was a human girl, and his speed was still too slow in his opinion.

He turned to the right, the dagger pierced the air, and grabbed Alan's wrist.

A string of water drops fluttered from his wet ponytail, and he coughed: "Okay, that's enough. There is no surveillance in the building now, so there is no need to act so hard."

"..." Alan's tense body froze.

She twitched her hand, but did not pull it out. She could only maintain the restrained posture. She glanced at the messy room and the other people who seemed to be watching a show. She exhaled, turned around and asked restrainedly: "Then what are you doing?" Why did you say it was my turn just now?"

Yu Xing let go and smiled a little: "Seeing that you have great ideas, I just want to scare you."

Alan: "..."

Outside Jiang Po Tower, that pure and huge aura still enveloped a large area. That aura was worthy of the reputation of "Jiang Po", but it was not there inside Jiang Po Tower.

Yu Xing guessed that the aura outside should be released by Master Wanban imitating Jiang Po, while Jiang Po's building was only controlled by his subordinates who could wear human skin. Therefore, after they captured the soul of that subordinate, the "monitoring" vision appeared. A blind spot.

Now, Master Wanban cannot control the situation in the building, but as soon as they step out of Jiang Po Tower, they will enter the monitoring range again.

Thinking of this, Yu Xing smiled at Alan: "Don't be afraid. Since you reminded us, we will also be responsible for taking you out of this area. After that, what you want to do is your own business."

The cold and world-weary expression on Alan's face appeared again, and he silently took back the dagger: "Have you killed the person who pretended to be your mother-in-law?"

Guijiu interrupted at this moment and pointed at Jiang Popi on the ground: "This is it."

"I see." Alan's tone was very calm, "In other words, I am free until the old ghost Wanban reacts and sends people here to investigate again, right?"

"As you can see." Yu Xing said, "When we are about to leave, we can pretend not to believe you and kidnap you together in the name of kidnapping. In this way, even if you are accidentally caught by Master Wanban's people later, you There is also room for quibbles, how about it, is it considerate enough?"

Alan looked at him.

The young man in front of him had a smile on his face, and his companions were all calm. They didn't seem to think it was a big deal to see through the fake Jiang Po and kill her.

This attitude and strength... she had underestimated these outsiders before.

"Okay, thank you. In fact, someone came to report at noon, saying that you will take action against Master Wanban in the near future. When I get out of here, I will follow you. Maybe I can help."

"You want to join our plan?" Zhao Mou suddenly narrowed his eyes.

Alan tilted his head, raised his chin slightly, and said coldly: "Jiang Po Lou is originally a member of the resistance organization. Witches don't see many people. I am responsible for communicating with people in the organization and then bringing the news to my mother-in-law. So, You know what I know, and there is no possibility that I deliberately broke into your company to steal information."

"Besides, I also want revenge. The old ghost Wanban died long ago. His people killed my mother-in-law, and I want him to pay for it with his life."

Guijiu studied her quickly adjusted mentality and tone, and said evilly: "May I remind you that this lump on the ground is really your mother-in-law's skin. Aren't you sad?" "...It's just a look. It's just a skin." Alan glanced at the flesh subconsciously, and then closed his eyes, "People can't be resurrected, and the skin doesn't mean anything. When it was worn by an animal, it was just an animal. Now it's rotten. It’s just a ball of mud.”

"This idea is quite avant-garde. I thought..." Siren glanced at Alan. She thought the ancients valued corpses very seriously.

"I'm not a Han Chinese, so of course my ideas are different from yours." Alan shook his head, "But, what does 'avant-garde' mean?"

"It's not important, it's not important, but Miss Alan, if you really want to follow us, you have to show your sincerity at least." Zhao Mou dismissed the topic, and at some point he had already put on his clothes, showing a polite smile on his well-dressed face. , "Why don't you tell me first, where were those people who came to Jiang Po Tower this morning?"

"In the basement." Alan sold the information without hesitation and explained, "I also reminded them, but they didn't understand what I meant. I don't know what happened to the impostor after he fell into coma. The impostor deceived them. I said their souls were repaired and left, but I heard..."

"There were breathing sounds in the basement."

"There is a basement here!" Siren suddenly realized, and then urged, "Take us to see it quickly."

Several people left Jiang Po's body in the room and went down the stairs to the first floor. They saw Alan walking towards the corner and moving a large wooden cabinet away.

There were indeed marks of a secret door on the ground under the wooden cabinet. The most conspicuous one was a ring buckle. Alan put his finger into the ring buckle and applied force.

With a creak, the basement door opened.

Almost instantly, they heard faint conversations coming from the dark cave. They couldn't hear clearly, but they seemed to be the voices of Luo Yan and the Zhao family.

"Why didn't we notice such a crude mechanism?" Ren Yi followed silently, but at this time he raised a doubt, "This wooden board is not thick, but it can completely block the sound."

You must know that the five senses of the deducers are not at the same level as ordinary people. They can listen to breathing through walls. There is no reason why they cannot hear the shouts and conversations in the basement.

Alan reached out and took down a torch from the wall next to him, looked around, and pointed at the things hanging on the beams and the bottles and cans on the ground: "These arrangements in the hall are not for decoration, each item corresponds to A node of the formation, when integrated, can blind people's senses and create a gloomy and cold environment."

After she explained simply, she lit the torch and shined a light towards the basement entrance.

The wooden staircase leads down, and the bottom is filled with darkness.

The moment the torch approached, there was silence in the basement.

She commented calmly: "It seems that your friend is not only alive, but also conscious. He knew that someone opened the basement door and did not call for help rashly. Instead, he chose to lie dormant."

"Go down." Yu Xing smiled and stretched out his hand, "Miss Alan, you go first."

Alan did not delay. He stepped up the stairs with a torch and climbed down step by step. He muttered: "People in the organization say you are a fox fairy in the mountains. I didn't recognize the fairy, but you do look like a fox when you smile." Yes, my mind is the same."

Just as cunning and sharp.

(End of this chapter)