For a moment, the tool room was so quiet that only the sound of breathing remained.
Wei Xing has indeed seen this NPC - not any NPC, but this fat man who had his legs amputated. This NPC happens to know who the gamer is. She is right, the reason why the fat man knows who the gamer is is
This means that the two people must have met; then the person who has not seen him before tonight cannot be the gamer.
Wei Xing's logic was self-consistent and reasonable... but Lin Sanjiu still looked at the remaining two people with great luck.
"What about you?" she asked, "Have you seen this NPC before?"
Both of their necks seemed to be frozen, and even though they held her heavy gaze, they still couldn't click. The red-faced man stared at Wei Xing's side face, and the former guard stared at his hands. For a moment, no one could
Just from their expressions, Lin Sanjiu could tell that they themselves knew that they had never met this NPC before.
"Even if they lie and claim that they have met, the NPC will not cooperate. Of course they have nothing to say." Wei Xing himself seemed to be relieved and walked towards her: "I said, I know I was sorry before.
you……"
"Wait a moment!"
The red-faced man let out a low cry, and for the first time under the mottled red paint, he showed a bit of panic: "I don't understand why this is happening. I am obviously a gamer, but I have never seen him... What's going on?
What happened? How did you know I was a gamer?" He said the last sentence to the NPC.
The npc just shook his head and said nothing.
"I'm the same as him," the former guard quickly added, "that's what I want to say too!"
Wei Xing shook his head: "That's it? I have no choice but to cheat?"
Seeing that the two sides were about to argue with each other, Lin Sanjiu stretched out her hand and pressed it in the air, raising her voice slightly: "Shut up!"
The tool room fell into silence again.
Lin Sanjiu frowned, feeling that she had missed something. After thinking for a few seconds, she suddenly raised her head and said to the NPC, "I have a question to ask you."
"Well?"
"The reason why you know someone is a gamer," she asked carefully choosing her words, "is it because of your meeting with that person?"
Wei Xing played a trick. She just proved that she had met the npc. If the npc learned about the gamer's identity through other means, then it would be meaningless to prove it.
However, the npc's answer immediately disappointed her: "Yes, it was because of that meeting that I knew the other person was a gamer."
NPC and Gamer have met, and now it is obvious that only one of the three people has met NPC. No matter how Lin Sanjiu thinks, he cannot think of the circumstances under which Gamer might be someone else;
However, it was too frustrating to ask her to accept the punishment and cooperate with her, so she still added without giving up: "So, is this woman a gmaer?"
"I can't answer this question," the NPC said with the same expression, "You know it. You can only make your own judgments, and you won't know the answer until you really want to get points."
"I, I also have evidence!" The former guard suddenly jumped up and almost hit the red-faced man, "I forgot, I also have it... Look!"
He reached into his collar and took out a thin chain with a small glass cube hanging on it. "I don't know if this is a special item, because it's really of no use... It's just that I joined the players. After the club, give yourself a souvenir. Very, many people will bring a souvenir, I heard..."
Just like the crystal ball in the magic story, this small glass cube also reflects a picture that does not belong to this place and now: several strange men and women standing in a space about the same size as a tool room, pressing buttons on the side Judging from the screen, this should be the inside of an elevator. The perspective of the small glass cube seems to be projected from the camera. The heads of several men and women come together and separate from time to time. I don’t know what they are discussing, but they always No one gets out of the elevator.
"This is the first game I participated in," the former guard muttered. "It's an escape game with layers upon layers. It took me a lot of effort to get out. When I left the game, I got this gadget. …It doesn’t do anything, it just transmits images from the escape game to me in real time.”
"In other words, are these people really in the elevator of that instance at this moment?" Bohemia pinched the small glass cube and pulled the former guard to lean over.
"Well, really."
Wei Xing was the first person to look back.
"What does this prove? I really don't understand." She crossed her arms, "You participated in the game dungeon and got a souvenir... so what? Many people have participated in the game dungeon, which means everyone is a gamer. ?"
Although she doesn't want to admit it, what she said does make sense.
The former guard seemed to have come back to his senses at this time, his face turned red, and he was no better than the red-faced person: "This, this proves that I am a gamer! Many players in the club will bring souvenirs... …”
"Unless it has club souvenirs written on it, it's useless." The red-faced man said this, but changed the subject: "But I really have to defend him. If I had to choose between these two, I would choose He...because he carries such a useless gadget with him, it shows that he is obsessed with games. If you are obsessed with games, you are more likely to be a player, right?"
This seems to be a reasonable set of logic.
"What about you?" Bohemia asked, "do you admit that you are not?"
"I don't." The red-faced man sighed, "Of course I know that I am a gamer, but I don't have any means to prove it. Who would have thought that as a club member, one day I would have to find a way to prove my identity? Forget it. , let’s just pretend that neither of us is lucky enough today.”
His attitude made Lin Sanjiu hesitate. The possibility of the red-faced person being a gamer was not small. He knew the club so well, and there really was no other reason to paint his face red... Of course, he was deceived by Wei Xing. I went to the basement of the hospital, but no one stipulates that gamers can't be deceived, right?
"I gave up." Bohemia threw her hands away and said angrily: "Why is it that everyone is so sincere and sincere, but I almost bet with my own mother."
She paused and raised her chin towards Wei Xing: "But if you ask me, the person most likely to be Gamer is this average-looking woman."
"Just average?" Wei Xing finally couldn't help it anymore. For the first time since they met again, her face had a sense of popularity - after all, she didn't even appreciate compliments like "beautiful", so how could she bear "just average"?
"I understand, even if you have plastic surgery, you can't make me look like me. You are just jealous."
Bohemia seemed to be shocked by these words. She didn't even have time to get angry. She just looked stunned: "Ah? Do you really think you are beautiful?"
Is this important now?
Seeing that Wei Xing was about to turn red-faced for the third time, Lin Sanjiu quickly waved her hands to signal them both to shut up - perhaps because she looked too irritable, everyone quickly became quiet.
It would be nice if the gift bag was here, she thought to herself. No matter how much her consciousness was spent, the little bit she finally recovered now is probably not enough for mimicry; and Bohemia and Kurosawa Ji, both
I am the type whose intuition is faster than my brain...In the end, I still have to rely on myself.
The more Lin Sanjiu thought about the words of the few people just now, the more she felt that she was only one step away from the answer. She just needed a little inspiration to break through the window paper... She glanced at the NPC in the corner.
I wonder if this fat man can give her some tips?
There was almost no expression on the face that was submerged in fat, and even the eyes were squeezed into two thin lines, let alone any hints - wait, fat -
Lin Sanjiu grabbed the two words that flashed through her mind and held on to them, not daring to let go. Her thoughts were spinning back and forth on the word "fat".
The npc said that he can freely move the fat and make his body grow smaller or smaller as he wishes... When he is not on duty, he will move the fat and mix it into the players... In other words, the remaining two people cannot recognize this.
Such a fat NPC is simply not enough to explain that the two of them have never met him!
"What are you thinking about?" Bohemia leaned in and asked.
How dare Lin Sanjiu let her interrupt the line of thought she had finally figured out? She waved her hands without answering a word and turned towards the wall - she could feel that the eyes of several people were glued to her back.
on the back.
But NPC can't move the fat by itself now... She had asked this question once when she was walking with NPC on her back. Is there any other way?
"What kind of attitude?" Bohemia became unhappy. She stretched out her hand to separate the several "suspects" who were blocking her way, squeezed in front of Kurosawa Ji, and ordered to him: "Hey, I don't think her method will work. Want to
Otherwise, just break all their hands and feet, and we can take them to that room together! I don’t believe it, what kind of trouble can be caused by taking three cripples away..."
"Step aside,"
Kurosawa Ji suddenly shouted in a low voice and jumped up from the ground. Bohemia was just stunned when he pushed her to the side, and then she felt an arm stretch out from her ear, grabbing the wind.
Behind her. Almost at this moment, a scream sounded from behind her - Lin Sanjiu and Bohemia both turned to the direction of the scream at the same time, and then they were stunned in unison.
.
Even if he was the first to react, Kurosawa Ji was still half a step too late.
A deep bloody gash was cut on the former guard's throat, and blood bubbles continued to gush out of the throat, accompanied by a desperate, bellows-like hissing sound as he tried to inhale. Guard Prison Station
Next to the former guard, blood was spattered on her face and arms; perhaps she couldn't believe that she had actually succeeded, and her chest could not help but rise with excitement.
"I admit, the real gamer is him," she wiped the blood on her face and smiled at everyone in the tool room: "It's neither me nor this red-faced guy. But now that he's dead, I guessed him.
A hidden way to earn points... I think you have no other choice now but to take me with you."
