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Chapter 1184: Intuition

That's right, just as Chen Xiaoyao thought just now, he knows Zhao Ping. It can be said that no one except He Fei knows the guy wearing gold-rimmed glasses better than him. In fact, as early as when he joined the team, that guy

The man with glasses who is both cruel and despicable has attracted Chen Xiaoyao's special attention.

If his original purpose of paying attention to this man was just to prevent him from being easily sold at a good price, then as time passed, Chen Xiaoyao gradually discovered a lot more.

Like He Fei, he also has excellent reasoning and analysis skills.

Although Zhao Ping's actual reasoning level is slightly inferior to He Fei's, as long as the man with glasses is willing, he can still solve many difficult problems. That being said, the bad thing is that He Fei is too dazzling! Because in the past, Zhao Ping could think of

Because He Fei could also think of it and even thought of it in advance, the man with glasses began to be shameless,

Gradually, he handed over the extremely brain-burning and exhausting reasoning and analysis to He Fei, and he felt relaxed and happy. Unexpectedly, God's retribution was not good. Just like now, with He Fei being seriously injured and unconscious and useless, he suddenly discovered that the team had no power.

After people can take on the responsibility of analysis, reasoning and finding a way out, the man with glasses panicked...

In order to avoid the total destruction of the team, and to save the personal life that he had always cherished, the man with glasses had no choice but to take over He Fei's responsibilities, and then racked his brains to analyze as the temporary captain.

Reason and try your best to find a way out.

By the way, as an aside, because analytical reasoning is too brain-consuming, Zhao Ping is extremely uncomfortable with it compared to He Fei. Note that the discomfort here does not mean that he is not good at analysis, but that the man with glasses is tired of analytical reasoning.

The resistance is very low. At this moment, if anyone carefully observes Zhao Ping, they will find that the bespectacled man is sweating on his forehead, breathing heavily, and he looks tired.

Of course, asthma is asthma, fatigue is exhaustion, but in reality no one cares about this. Yes, even your life is almost gone, who cares whether you are tired or not? As expected, after listening to the extremely reasonable analysis and narrative of the man with glasses

Later, Cheng Ying discovered new problems again and worked non-stop.

He asked: "By the way, you seemed to have said before that the victim and the victim could not see each other, right? At the same time, you also said that you saved He Fei at the critical moment. Since both parties fell independently of each other,

Shan, how did you see He Fei? Huh? Wait, could it be..."

"Is it possible that you have found an effective way to get rid of being alone?"

Not to mention, with the unique sharp mind of a professional killer, if Cheng Ying initially just asked instinctively as before, then as her brain was running during the period, Cheng Ying was suddenly startled and immediately changed.

Tone, using a thoughtful tone to test, the result...

"call!"

The result was affirmative. Faced with Cheng Ying's curious probing inquiry, Zhao Ping exhaled first and nodded directly. He nodded and replied: "Well, the two independent spaces can be linked to each other by breaking the single order.

A method has been found, but this method was not discovered by me first, but by He Fei. As for how to implement it specifically..."

"It's very simple. You can break the spatial isolation by moistening and covering your eyes with blood. However, there are two points worth noting. First, the blood must be your own blood. Second, if a person's eyes are stained with blood, the spatial isolation cannot be completely broken. At most

It is only possible to see others but not to integrate the two spaces with each other. Only when the eyes of both parties are covered with blood can the spatial isolation be truly broken."

Facing the inquiry, Zhao Ping explained methodically and calmly, combining the cracking plan he got from He Fei with his personal understanding. The matter was not over yet. Xu expected that the other party would definitely ask again. This time, the man with glasses learned to be smart.

As soon as the answer was told, before Cheng Ying could continue to speak, Zhao Ping shrugged and immediately shook his head and said: "As for why blood in the eyes can break the spatial isolation? Don't ask me, I really don't know this."

……………

Dark, lightless, silent, literally invisible. Here, I can't see myself, I can't touch myself. I feel like an extremely fine grain of dust with no volume or mass. All I have is just

It was relaxing, but it was a pity that the relaxation did not last long before I was enveloped by a certain sense of oppression that followed, which then prompted me to suddenly think of something, and my thoughts were transferred in an instant.

Then……

I remembered my earlier experiences and recalled what I was currently doing. The most important thing was that I found clues!

From the beginning of the mission to this moment, I have been looking for a way out of this seemingly unsolvable mission almost every minute. After nearly ten hours of searching for clues, analyzing and pondering, I finally changed my direction and locked the way out.

In other directions, the other directions here mean that the way out has nothing to do with me, which means that I got out of the misleading doubts that had been affecting my thinking and everyone else's. As I walked out of the misleading doubts, my thoughts suddenly became clear.

Curse, curse, you are indeed insidious and despicable. Your understanding of the executor and even the human mind is at its peak. Perhaps you have long expected that the executor will not miss the slightest detail, so you deliberately arranged such a follower.

The faceless mysterious worm interferes with the thinking, thereby deliberately tempting the executor's thoughts to the worm.

Guide, but what about the fact? In fact, the way to life does not lie in the worm, or in other words, the way to life has nothing to do with the worm. The two are independent existences that do not interfere with each other. To be honest, I was really fooled at first.

I have always believed that the way out is related to the wolf, and the direction I analyzed and searched for was also linked to the wolf from beginning to end, until...

Until Cheng Ying found something, a box, a black wooden box filled with dolls.

Based on the logical principle that existence is reasonable, I first concluded that the doll was a mission item, but I did not know the specific function of the doll. It is true that Zhao Ping once guessed that the doll could have the function of surrogate death, but unfortunately he guessed wrong, and the doll did not.

The ability to take the place of death, even if you are holding a puppet in your hand, you will still die when faced with an attack by a locust. In this way, the function of the puppet to take the place of death is eliminated, and I am now helpless. Let me

It's hard to think about it

I couldn't find the specific function of the doll, and since I couldn't confirm the function of the doll, I started to have doubts, and then gradually began to wonder whether the curse was still deceiving us, just like using a mysterious locust to mislead the executor, whether it still belonged to someone.

What kind of misdirection of thinking? I did think so at first, but when I thought that it was just an ordinary-level mission in front of me, and coupled with the slug attack I subsequently experienced, I gradually seemed to understand something.

Putting aside the task level for the moment, if we only talk about the worm, my evaluation of the hawk with eyes is that it is relatively invincible. Why should I use relative terms to describe it? It's simple, because the worm's invincibility does not really mean it.

The invincibility in the world is invincibility only when certain conditions are met. As for what the conditions are? The answer is very simple, it is the environment!

The environment undoubtedly refers to the bus that everyone is currently riding. Yes, I think that only in this bus or the surrounding area near the bus can the human-headed maniac be omnipotent. Once the passengers run out and stay away from the bus,

At that time, the slug will have nothing to do with the passengers, but...

This is impossible!

After all, the mission has already stipulated that the executor must take the bus in front of him to reach the destination. If he changes the bus or changes the route midway, the result will be obliteration. If the guess is correct, the range of influence of the wolf should be equal to the 100-meter range of the executor and plot characters restricted by the rules, so then

, an unsolvable problem is

This is how it came out, that is, the executors clearly knew that they could escape from the worms by staying away from the bus, but the rules forcibly restricted them to the bus. Coupled with the restriction that they must arrive at the destination within 24 hours, the executors could not escape, let alone escape.

It is necessary to keep driving even when you are in the car.

The above is my personal understanding and analysis of the bug, which is the helpless result I found after personally experiencing a bug attack. In short, it can be understood that as long as the executor is still in the bus, it will always be there.

Being attacked by the wolf, and dragged into the false space by the wolf using its terrifying ability that is very similar to a real illusion, and killing wantonly, even though the real illusion of the human-headed wolf has various loopholes.

, but the problem is that the locusts can launch attacks one after another. You may be lucky enough to survive a wave of locust attacks, but what about the second time? What about the third time? You must know that the current time has just entered midnight.

It will take more than ten hours at the earliest before the bus reaches the destination. In such a long time, it is enough for the tigers to launch countless attacks and kill all the people in the bus several times!

Mortality, no solution, no matter how you look at it, it is death.

but……

I don't think so!

The reason lies in the rules, in the long-term iron-clad rule of supernatural missions, that is, the curse will never release a mission that will lead to death!

Even the extremely difficult difficulty-level missions have a way to survive, not to mention that this is just an ordinary-level mission?

Therefore, after I was convinced that the curse could not change the rules, I rekindled hope and believed that there must be a way out. At the same time, I also instantly eliminated the suspicion that the doll was still misled by the curse. There was only one reason, and that was...

Since I have considered all the issues considered in this analysis, and there is no possibility of discovering new clues anymore, these 12 dolls that have a weird aura no matter how you look at them must be related to the way of survival, and they are 100% related to it.

In terms of survival, if it is still not the case, then this mission is doomed and there is no chance of survival!

Since it is determined that the puppet involves a way out, then where is the way out? Or how to use the puppet to get rid of the creature and escape to heaven?

Regarding this issue, I have also made a guess, but that guess is extremely contrary to logic and convention. It can even be said that the guess itself goes against the concept of human thinking. It is a shocking guess that even a madman will shake his head without hesitation when he hears it.

I really didn’t expect that my logical thinking would one day evolve into this, become so crazy and extreme. Was I driven crazy by being in the cursed space for a long time? Or is it that my thinking level has advanced again compared to before?

step?

Forget it, forget it, I can’t care about so much anymore. The man-headed worm is too scary. At least in the illusion, it is absolutely invincible. The person who is attacked has no possibility of counterattack except forcibly delaying the time. I must give the answer as soon as possible.

Tell everyone, otherwise I, everyone and even the whole car will not be able to see the sun the next day!

But……

I can't wake up!!!

My surroundings were pitch black, my perception was all zero, I couldn't hear the sound, couldn't see the picture, I was trapped in the coma and chaos that seemed like a dream but not awake, woo, wake up, wake up quickly!

Um?

Wait, then, what is that? Light? There is a ball of light in front of you. The light is extremely weak. It is a weak white light that is not obvious even in the dark environment. The light is currently reducing the brightness. The already weak light

Is it slowly closing?

Oops!

I don’t know if God is giving me an opportunity, and I don’t understand if it is just a fleeting hope. It takes a little while, then it is fast. Just when I was deep in darkness, impatient and panicked, I discovered the light, which was unexpected.

A weak white light with extremely low brightness appeared in front of me. However, just when I discovered the white light, the brightness of the white light began to weaken, causing the already weak light to become dimmer and about to disappear.

After witnessing this scene, I seemed to understand something, so I moved and jumped forward towards the light group at an extremely crazy speed, trying to contact the opponent before the light group disappeared completely.

As a result, I succeeded partially.

Although I have no body in the darkness, I can clearly feel that part of my consciousness is in contact with the white light. However, because only part of my consciousness is barely in contact, I can only be as fleeting as the white light, or in other words,

The time left for me was very short, extremely short, so short that I could not achieve my expected goals.

but!

Even if I can't achieve the expected goal, I still want to pass on hope to everyone!!!

………

Time, 1:55 am.

Buzz, buzz buzz.

There are sounds one after another, and the roar is heard. On an endless wilderness road, a bus is currently driving. With the help of the headlights, it can be clearly noticed that the bus is very fast, and it is speeding along the road at speed. Although it is a bystander,

Passengers will definitely not know why the bus is driving crazily in the night, but the passengers on the bus know better than anyone else. They know clearly that the speed of the bus is related to their lives, and it is related to life or death for all of them.

!

Every minute the bus speed goes faster, the time to reach the destination will decrease by one point, which means their hope of survival will also increase by one point!

When I entered the car through the window, the first thing I saw were corpses. Astonishingly, there were as many as 10 corpses of men and women!

It is conceivable that in the face of so many dead bodies, if it were normal times, the passengers would have screamed and shouted in confusion, and the driver would have stopped immediately to deal with it, but in fact? In fact, it was surprisingly quiet in the car.

There was no panic or confusion among the passengers, and the driver was still driving seriously.

, there are no screams here, some are just indifferent. People seem to have been accustomed to this kind of horrific scene, ignoring the corpses and being silent. No, it is not completely silent. If you listen carefully, there are also sobbing sounds that are reflected in the eardrums.

, mixed with crying and sobbing, and occasionally strings of trembling whispers...

"God, please bless me. I am your most devout believer. If you can allow me to live, I will definitely lead my whole family to believe in you. I just ask you to drive away that life-seeking demon. Oh, I don't want to die, I don't want to die.

Ah...wuwuwuwu..."

Cries echoed in the carriage one after another, uttered from the mouths of the surviving passengers. There is no doubt that after experiencing the horrific cycle of falling asleep for no reason and discovering the dead several times, the passengers have been frightened.

I'm so scared, even if the scene is full of corpses, even if the carriage is bloody, I can still

Under the extreme oppression that they could die at any time, people no longer cared about these things. They only cared about themselves and worried about whether they would die. Then they cried, prayed, or remained silent to vent the growing pain in their hearts.

A terrible fear, which naturally includes the executors.

The back row of the carriage.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Jiang Liqing was currently sobbing softly close to Tang Meng. Tears fell from the corners of her eyes from time to time, and then welled up in her eyes and covered her face, as if she was terrified. Even so, she did not dare to cry loudly because there were people present.

It's not allowed, yes. If you turn your gaze and continue to observe, the first thing you see is a burly bald man. The man's eyes are wide open and his face is ferocious. He is currently standing in the aisle while cursing something loudly around his fingers.

"You guys from Male Gobi, please keep your crying down. Didn't you see that we are in a meeting? If anyone dares to howl loudly again, I will give him a white knife going in and a red knife coming out!"

Not to mention, with that vicious face that does not look like a good person no matter how you look at it, no one dared to cry loudly after being threatened by Peng Hu. This is true for the characters in the plot, and the same is true for Jiang Liqing. As for John and Grace...



Since a considerable amount of blood had been forcibly extracted from his body not long ago, this police officer who had been vigorous and vigorous earlier was completely exhausted. He was just sitting on the passenger seat panting, as if he did not have the ability to maintain security in the carriage. John was like this,

Grace is even worse, there is no denying that she is the same as John

Police detective, but she is a woman after all. Facing the continuous mysterious deaths, her psychological defense was broken. As her fear surged, Grace had forgotten the fact that she was a police detective, and turned to act like an ordinary passenger.

His eyes were filled with tears and he was trembling, his mind was blank, and he was completely in a state of panic.

"Why."

Glancing at the shivering Grace next to him, John couldn't help but sigh. It was obvious that he was also on the verge of collapse at this moment. He was tortured by the endless deaths and could not hold on, so much so that he even vaguely anticipated the ending of the bus.

What is it? The ending is death. It is estimated that not long after, all the remaining passengers on the scene will be dead.

Of course, sighs are sighs and conjectures are conjectures. Unlike the complete despair of Grace or other passengers, John still barely retained a glimmer of hope, and the person who represented that glimmer of hope was precisely the group of Orientals with strange identities in the back row!

There is no reason, no reason. At this moment, Zhao Ping changed his target. After informing all his teammates about his personal analysis, he took out the puppet and looked at it intently. During this period, he was doing two things, sometimes looking outside the puppet, sometimes glancing down, looking at it.

He Fei was lying on the ground.

(Aren’t you awake yet? If you find a way out, then wake up quickly. Although I have explained the power of the locust to everyone on your behalf, I can’t find a way to fight the locust. The hypnosis is still there.

Irresistible, the illusion is still impossible to escape, and there is no clue about the way out. Damn it, what should I do? Time is running out, and the tiger may attack again at any time...)

At the same time, regardless of what Zhao Ping was currently thinking, everyone was stunned when they saw the bespectacled man instinctively taking out the puppet and looking at it as soon as he finished describing his analysis. Chen Shuihong scratched the back of his head and asked curiously:

"Eh? Brother Zhao, what are you doing? Why did you take out the doll and look at it? Isn't this thing useless at all?"

That's right, as experienced earlier, since Yang Zhibin was killed by a wolf while carrying a doll, the executioner had given up hope on the pile of dolls Cheng Ying had found since then. Although the fact is

So, unexpectedly, Zhao Ping once again took out the doll and looked at it carefully in front of everyone?

Why? Why continue to observe this useless puppet?

Is it possible...

Because the man's action was too abrupt, upon seeing this, in addition to Chen Shuihong who asked out of curiosity, Cheng Ying, Peng Hu, Chen Xiaoyao and Li Tianheng were also temporarily confused by Zhao Ping's sudden action of taking out the doll and examining it carefully.

They were stunned. Fortunately, everyone was not stupid. Seeing the man with glasses paying attention to the doll, out of curiosity, several people also followed suit and reached into their pockets. They took out the wooden dolls they carried with them and stared at them intently.

Measure, look at it, but unfortunately nothing was found. The result can be imagined, and it was confirmed that there was nothing abnormal about the doll. After waiting for a moment, Peng Hu finally couldn't help it, and while shaking the doll in his hand, he looked at Zhao Ping.

He urged and asked: "Hey, hey, hey, Zhao Ping, what are you looking at? I just looked at this thing again, and I can't see anything? Can you make it clear what you are... Huh? Cheng Ying, you are

yes?"

Before Peng Hu finished speaking, he was stopped by Cheng Ying. While looking at the girl, he saw Cheng Ying facing him and shaking her head slightly, signaling him to shut up and stop talking for the time being.

Sure enough, as Cheng Ying came forward to signal for silence, everyone stopped talking or asking questions. They just gathered around and waited quietly. They all looked at Zhao Ping with good intentions and watched the man observing the puppet.

As for Zhao Ping...

The man remained silent, still looking up and down at the puppet in his hand in an extremely serious manner. While observing, many doubts arose in his mind.

(Through the death of Yang Zhibin, I am now completely sure that the doll does not have the function of surrogate death and cannot replace the executioner when killed. It is almost a useless thing. If this is the case, then why did I subconsciously take out the doll? Why?

Do I involuntarily think of dolls when I can’t find a way out? Is it because I’m too scared and I seek medical attention in a hurry? Or is my intuition prompting me that my way out is related to dolls?)

Intuition is an extremely mysterious thing. In many cases, it can emerge in the mind without being controlled by the brain and can even prompt people to make certain actions subconsciously. The reason that just caused Zhao Ping to take out the doll to observe and look at it was clearly prompted by intuition!

In this way, he directly sent instructions to his body through his brain, which then prompted him to reach into his pocket and take out the doll!

However, the matter was not over. At almost the same time, whether it was a coincidence or not, just when the bespectacled man had just come up with the intuitive idea that his birth path was most likely related to the doll, below, He Fei, who was unconscious and surrounded by everyone, was

I suddenly opened my eyes!!!


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