Absurd deduction game

Do you have a face?

For any living person, there is only one answer to this question, and that is yes.

But Bai Mian didn't answer, and his whole body was trembling faintly.

It was obvious that he was afraid.

He squatted in the corner, listening to the soft voice in his ears, and asked in a tentative and vicious tone: "Huh? Wearing a mask?"

"In this case, I can only think that you have no face..."

There seemed to be a bit of regret in the voice, and the suffocating depression slowly faded away, as if he had been let go for this reason.

Bai Mian took a deep breath and waited for another minute, but the sound didn't sound again.

He relaxed a little and reached out to push the door open, wanting to leave quickly.

I feel a little regretful. I should have followed someone like the gambler. No matter what, the other party would definitely not maliciously trick an unknown person.

Even though...he is a fallen line.

Anyway, the gambler won't know this, so he is no different from everyone else.

Just as he was thinking about it, Bai Mian's hand had already touched the door. With just a slight push, he could get out of this place where he had no sense of resistance.

That's right, after he hid in the cabinet, he later realized that the ghost thing here belonged to him - corresponding to his sin.

But he couldn't go out, because the ghosts outside seemed to have outstanding vision, and he couldn't deal with them either.

Because his eyesight is weak and he cannot see clearly, it is difficult to run away from ghosts.

hateful.

He wasn't that weak to begin with.

If it were a week ago, he would never be so passive when participating in the struggle-level deduction.

But now...

Bai Mian's fingertips were about to push open the cabinet door.

However, as soon as the door opened a crack, it was bounced back by a huge force!

"Hee hee hee……"

Laughter echoed in the cabinet, Bai Mian was shocked, and he sat down as if he had lost all strength.

"It's okay for others to be shameless, but you..."

A cold breath enveloped him again, as if a pair of hands were covering his mouth and nose, making it impossible for him to breathe.

"You can't do it. You will die even if you have no face! You will die too!!"

brush--

The mask on Bai Mian's face was lifted by an invisible force. At the same time, the cabinet door was shaken to create a gap. The bright light from the bathroom penetrated through the gap, illuminating a face that was more terrifying than a ghost.

This face was pale, just like a skinned ghost. There was a sharp color difference between the jaw and the neck. If the skin color below the neck was normal, then the skin above the neck would look like a corpse.

A pair of eyes opened wide due to the sudden change, but it was no use. The eyes were surrounded by red and black stitches, which stapled the eyelids and eye sockets together, leaving only two black eyeballs.

Even so, the eyes were not completely spared. If you look at them from a close distance like a medical student, you can quickly come to the conclusion that these eyes are almost blind.

Bai Mian let out a rapid breath in his throat, blocked the oncoming light with his hands, and clenched his teeth tightly. Due to the force, his upper and lower teeth made intensive collision sounds.

Above him, a face emerged from the wood, eyes arched dramatically.

Face: "Yeah, yeah, who made you look like this?"

flour:"……"

Face: "Why don't you speak?"

flour:"……"

He finally opened his mouth, as if he wanted to explain something.

"ah……"

His face moved from the wood above Bai Mian's head to the opposite side, looking at him curiously.

All I saw was that there was no tongue in Bai Mian's open mouth!

Others think Bai Mian is an autistic person who doesn't like to talk. In fact, does he really not like to talk?

No, he just couldn't say it!

With its simple lines, the face made an extremely complex expression. It seemed to be in a daze, and then burst into a series of cheerful and gloating laughter: "Haha...hahahahahahahahaha...hahahahahaha... ...You have today too! Who is it!? Who did it!"

Bai Mian closed his mouth, humiliation, fear and despair welling up in his heart.

There's no way to run away, he thought.

Because even the sacrifices were taken away by that person, the ones used for attack, defense, and those used to skin others and put them on oneself... were all gone. Now he has no ability to protect himself.

In fact, if he hadn't been forced to summon him for this game, he should be preparing for surgery in a private hospital now.

In other words, if he hadn't been caught by that terrible person a week ago and had his entire face and organs on it destroyed, he wouldn't have delayed entering the new deduction until close to the time limit, resulting in nothing. I entered this fatal deduction game with preparation.

The ghost's excited laughter seemed to accompany his death. The dough separated from the wood, covered Bai Mian's face, and then began to tear to both sides.

"ah!!!"

Without his tongue, Bai Mian could only produce this monosyllable. He curled up, unable to resist the pain that invaded his bone marrow.

Perhaps, on that day a week ago, he had lost most of his desire to live.

Before his skin, flesh and brain were torn apart, what the man said to him appeared in Bai Mian's mind.

"Do you like laurel flowers? This flower is given to you. I hope you won't throw it away. Meaning? Haha... It refers to deception. The sins you commit when you are tempted will eventually be returned to you. And today , I just help that day come earlier.”

"You're not completely useless. At least you can help me bring a message to someone. Well...for this sake, I'll leave you with a pair of intact ears."

The last image in his consciousness was a piece of withered laurel petals and a mouth with an unclear smile.

…

Twenty minutes later.

"It's really amazing. This thing can run better than me! Fortunately, it has no IQ, otherwise I wouldn't be able to guarantee its safe return."

Zeng Lai stubbornly held the bath towel around his waist, panting, but at least he kept his dignity in front of Huai's "audience" and was not blown away by the wind.

In fact, Huai has begun to consider not uploading the video of this deduction, because he himself is in a very embarrassed state now. He is also wearing a bath towel, his hair is wet with sweat from running out, and he has no dignity at all as an "alienation line boss".

Only Yu Xing looked more calm. After all, he was neatly dressed and did not exercise as much as Zeng Lai and Huai.

As they were talking, the three of them returned to the bathroom door and happened to meet Huang Bai coming out after blow-drying his hair. When Huangbai saw the three people in such a state, he was immediately shocked. He didn't care who was the boss and who was the newbie. He took a step back with a look of shock on his face: "Why don't you two wear clothes!?"

Zeng Lai was also shocked: "Why are you still here?"

Huai didn't say a word, only the hand covering his forehead expressed the despair in his heart at this time.

I thought they came back after the two girls had washed themselves. How come they are so close to each other?

It's been twenty minutes.

Huang Bai's tone was full of matter-of-factness: "It takes so long for girls to take a bath and wash their hair. Do you have any objections?"

She couldn't help but suspect that these two people had never had a girlfriend.

After thinking about it, Huangbai added: "That girl went back first, so I blew my hair for a while. No, wait, why do you seem to have come from outside? What on earth are you doing here!"

This matter...Zeng Lai sighed.

"It's a long story."

Huang Bai: "Long story short."

Huai: "...Let me confirm first, Xing said, the voice that told me to hide before was actually not you, right?"

Huang Baizhen had a question mark on his forehead: "Hide? Why hide?"

Okay, now I'm sure.

After glancing at Yu Xing, Huai silently left the conversation to Zeng Lai.

So Zeng Lai briefly told Huang Bai what happened in the bathroom, and briefly described the situation after escaping from the bathroom.

…

It's not complicated to say.

After Zeng Lai and Huai escaped, they heard the sound of something being kicked over behind them. On the spot, there was a national curse directed at hysteria.

He could tell with his feet that the hysteria was intentional.

But the decapitated man had already chased him out, and it was too late to settle the score. They could only run along the corridor, barefoot and carrying towels, using various bunkers to avoid the decapitated man's sight.

There is good news, that is, during the escape process, Zeng Lai discovered that the decapitated man's vision range was very small. As long as it stood ten meters away, it could not see people and could only rely on hearing to identify directions.

Fortunately, the absurd world did not design the decapitated man to be too abnormal.

Thanks to the curved design, Zeng Lai and Huai successfully went down to the second floor through the fork in the road outside the bathroom, while Yi ran towards the bedroom.

At this point, Ye was separated from the two of them, and for some unknown reason, the decapitated man who was chasing after them seemed to have identified Zeng Lai and Huai, and continued to chase them almost without stopping.

So the two of them ran around on the second floor, and finally found the first closed-loop route. They ran along the loop and returned to the stairs, where they met Yu Xing who seemed to be strolling leisurely.

Zeng Lai's angry voice was consciously suppressed by himself, leaving only the volume of a whisper: "Great, you didn't lose it!"

Yu Xing: "..." I can't throw it away.

"Then run with us!"

Yu Xing: "?"

Yu Xing, who was pulled up without any explanation, felt helpless. He followed Zeng Lai and Huai and ran around for a while. Huai waved his hand and said tiredly: "Get away."

He squatted down, caught a finger-long green snake with his hand, and guided the snake to swim to the pendant on his chest.

At that time, Yu Xing was hugging his knees and gasping for breath to relieve the irregular heartbeat caused by running. It wasn't until Sophora japonica's little green snake was wrapped around the pendant that Yu Xing noticed that the jade snake decoration on Sophora japonica pendant was missing.

An investigative sacrifice?

Yu Xing guessed that this was the case, and after getting rid of the decapitated man, Zeng Lai and Huai finally realized how "not a big shot" they looked at this time, and hurriedly went back to the bathroom to change clothes.

So the three of them walked back to the bathroom, and Yu Xing took the opportunity to tell them about their guesses about the wardrobe.

"There were blood stains on the closet before, which actually reminded us that something died in the closet. After passing the blood closet, it stands to reason that we should be wary of the closet, but at this time, the ghost imitated the white voice and told us to hide quickly. We were very worried. It is easy to ignore other hints because of the apparent crisis. So I guess that the ghost in the closet should be the type with intelligence. It can imitate our voices and understand the location of certain ghosts. It’s always a bargain.”

It was only when he met Huang Bai that he finally confirmed this matter.

Huang Bai expressed sympathy for the three people's experiences, and then looked at the two big guys seriously: "Forget it, big gambler, Huai, you are too thin, it's not what I expected."

Huai made a face, not wanting to take up the topic, and walked directly into the bathroom.

Now that they met, Huang Bai had no intention of acting alone. When Zeng Lai and Yu Xing went in, she waited outside.

In the imagination of the three people, there should be no one in the bathroom at this time. Even if there is a ghost in the closet, it should not be able to directly kill people. After all, the deducer's sacrifice can be of great help to them.

They had been out for so long, Han Zhiyong and Bai Mian, who were in the bathroom at that time, must have left.

Zeng Lai and Huai found their own cabinets and started to change clothes. Only Yu Xing, who had nothing to do, looked around and saw the lock that fell outside Han Zhiyong's cabinet, and a smile appeared on his lips.

He didn't expect Han Zhiyong to die here, but now the effect is already very good.

Then, a vague smell of blood drifted into the tip of his nose.

"Um?"

Yu Xing looked for the source of the smell with some surprise, and soon stood in front of Bai Mian's cabinet.

The closet door was closed, leaving only a gap through which nothing could be seen clearly.

After getting closer, the smell of blood was obviously much stronger.

Yu Xing opened the cabinet door with his fingers, and to his surprise, he saw a miserable scene.

There was a body lying in the closet.

Not the kind of corpse that ghosts put here to scare people, but a fresh, warm, familiar corpse.

Blood spattered, staining part of the wooden wall red. The body lay limply on its back, with a bath towel wrapped around its waist, also soaked in red.

If the body is still intact, then this head... is a bit unsightly.

The entire head was skinless, and only the muscles, bones, and a portion of disgusting brain tissue could be seen, emitting a weird smell.

I don't know what the evil taste of this unknown ghost is, but it hangs the thin peeled dough on the clothes drying rack in the closet. Yu Xing glanced at it and could feel the ferociousness of this face.

Bai Mian died, and this death would be considered tragic anywhere.

What a surprise.

Yu Xing originally thought that this person was just keeping a low profile, but he didn't expect that he was so weak that he couldn't even run away.

Zeng Lai changed his clothes and saw Yu Xing standing there motionless. He came over curiously and asked, "What are you doing? What's wrong? This is - fuck me!"

Huai heard the movement and came over: "...?" How could it be?

All three of them were shocked by this result.

Yu Xing felt something was wrong, so he reached out and moved the body to see if there were any man-made scars. As a result, he didn't see any scars, but he found a flower mark on the back of Bai Mian's neck that was the size of a little fingernail.

His pupils shrank for a moment, then immediately returned to normal, and he identified the types of flowers.

It looks like a laurel flower.

"...How could he...print it specifically for me to see?"

Yu Xing subconsciously covered the mark with some blood, took a step back, and stopped touching the body.

Zeng Lai and Huai didn't notice anything unusual about Yu Xing, because after Yu Xing moved the body, something more attractive was revealed.

The fragments of Bai Mian's persona were lying quietly behind the corpse.