Absurd deduction game

Before Carlo Di 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 without even the thought of dissuading him, he just followed.

anyway……

Kalody stared at Yu Xing's side face for a while, and inexplicably thought that there was something wrong with this man named Yuri. He seemed a little different from before just now.

With a lot of guesses in his mind, Kalody took a few steps and still asked: "What are you looking for?"

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

"I told you, what if I find the masked face?" Yu Xing held the oil lamp and felt that the handle in his hand was getting colder and colder with his pace.

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

Masked Face has the title of a murderer in the market. No one can find Masked Face among the crowds of pedestrians, and 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 and the hunting version of Grandma at night, Yu Xing didn’t think that the masked face might not have some extraordinary abilities. For example, as long as he was not found out, he could keep killing people, just like in Werewolf. Like a werewolf.

Therefore, it can naturally be deduced that as long as the masked face is found in the crowd, the opponent's killing ability will be infinitely weakened, and it will no longer be such a strong threat.

At least that's what Yu Xing thought, so he didn't worry about anything going wrong and led Kalodi directly to the location he perceived.

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

Every time someone dies in the market, everyone is used to staying put to avoid being spotted by the killer and becoming the next target, so the two people who keep pushing through the crowd stand out.

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

But it does not matter.

"I feel so cold." Kalodi frowned behind him and asked again in a lowered voice, "What on earth do you want to do? If this continues, that person will find us."

Even though he was completely helpless, Kalody was still decent, like an elite lawyer.

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

Before Masked Face notices them and "kills" them in a special way, he will find them out of the crowd.

In other words, the masked face may have noticed him and Kalodi, but did not take action just because... time was not up.

The cooldown time for 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 obscured by the oil lamp, dim and hazy, with a sense of alienation that was out of place, mixed in the light, and falling lightly on the person in front of him.

That's not just any tourist.

But a potato stall owner.

That man wore a mask on his face like the others, and his figure was shrouded in a loose robe. Whether he was fat or thin seemed to be lost in the robe.

The people around him realized something was wrong and slowly backed away, leaving a semi-circular space for Yu Xing and the stall owner.

Kalodi watched from behind, and an unexpected thought slowly emerged - he suddenly felt that the stall owner, who clearly looked nothing like "Mask Face", suddenly became similar to Mask Face in every way.

But……

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

The stall owner asked in a hoarse and cold voice: "Want to buy potatoes?"

"Instead of buying potatoes, buy something else." Yu Xing said with a smile.

"I only sell potatoes." The stall owner's voice seemed to be filled with haze and dullness, "You can buy it elsewhere."

"That's not possible. The only thing I want to buy is available here." Yu Xing squatted down in an understanding manner, so that the stall owner would not have to crane his neck to talk to him.

The stall owner was silent.

Yu Xing said: "Your life, or why do you want Sadace and Kalodi, choose one of the two, which one to sell?"

The stall owner trembled.

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

A kind of crazy, neurotic excitement with a shadow of terror.

Without further answering Yu Xing's words, the stall owner stood up.

The moment he stood up, his robe fluttered, and something fell out from inside. It fell to the ground, and the end of the robe was lifted open for a moment, and then covered in vain.

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

A streak of blood streaked across the old man's neck. It was deep, and the blood stained most of the old man's clothes. The old man's eyes were open, still filled with shock and fear.

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

After finishing speaking, everything was silent.

When people looked at the stall owner again, their eyes changed, because the facts were before their eyes. This "stall owner" killed the old stall owner, stuffed the old stall owner into his robe, and kept sitting with the old stall owner's body. Together!

How perverted.

"Now we have the evidence." Yu Xing was the only person in the audience who was not affected by anything. He blinked and said, "You stand up, do you want to kill me...Mask face."

The masked face twisted his neck, and his bones made a crackling sound. His identity had been exposed, and he seemed very unhappy: "You can't afford my life, but I want your life."

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

No wonder he and Daisy couldn't find each other every time Mask Face killed someone. 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 and selling things could kill people from such a long distance.

The main reason is because they are not familiar with Mask Face's ability at night. Mask Face appears and disappears at night and is difficult to find. Therefore, they have never seen with their own eyes what Mask Face looks like at night. They only know that Mask Face is afraid of being caught. pointed out.

But Kalodi looked at the current appearance of the masked face and didn't feel that the other person was afraid - two seconds later, he thought of the reason.

It was Daisy that Masked Face was afraid of. After being pointed out, he could only face Daisy directly. Daisy must have the power to restrain Masked Face, but now, the one who pointed out the location of Masked Face was Yoli, a newcomer who was a bit evil. But the new tenants should be ordinary people.

This is how to do? The masked face will definitely treat Yuri...

"That's an ugly thing to say. My life is much more valuable than yours." Yu Xing curled his lips, interrupting Kalodi's thoughts and the aura of the masked face. He asked confidently, "Do you know what you want? Are there many people who want to kill me? Many people who are much more powerful than you have not succeeded, but you?"

"Hurry up and tell me why you want to kill Daisy." Yu Xing became unhappy, "I want the truth, can you cooperate."

The masked face stretched out his hands from his robe and cracked his knuckles.

This was a deterrent action, but the masked face felt something empty and fall to the ground.

He lowered his head and saw a finger - from himself.

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

Masked face: "..."

In hindsight, he realized that his finger had been removed.

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

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

But not dead yet.

Well...Happy Children's Day