Super Species Player

"Squeak..."

The thick black metal door closed behind Jiang Qian and Xiaoyang.

The darkness in front faded away, and what was displayed in front of the two of them was a deep corridor of blue bricks hung with picture frames.

As the two people's gaze extends forward, the spotlights above the picture frame light up one by one, and classical music plays, creating an elegant and pleasant viewing atmosphere.

"Let's go, pay attention to clues and traps." Jiang Qian warned.

As he spoke, he stepped forward cautiously. The paintings hanging on both sides were motionless, as if they were just pure works of art for visitors to appreciate and play with.

"Uh-huh."

Xiaoyang followed Jiang Qian obediently, glancing at him from time to time, with the surprise and confusion she felt before entering this door still remaining in her eyes.

Like Tony Fugui, the graceful lady and the bodybuilder, she was also shocked by Jiang Qian's "guidance" operation.

Obviously the rule is that two people work in groups, so why can three people be allowed to pass on the path he pointed out?

No, the copy should not bluff people about the rules. Is it a human problem? There must be something weird about those three people. There must be some information among them that I missed... Xiaoyang thought carefully.

"If you have anything to ask, just ask, don't delay the process."

Jiang Qian didn't turn his head, his eyes still stayed on the paintings they passed by, but he could feel Xiaoyang staring at his back blankly.

Xiaoyang immediately retracted her thoughts, hesitated for a while, and finally asked what she suspected: "How do you know that there is something wrong with the chef and the fitness guy?"

"Guess."

"How can this be……"

There was an expression of disbelief on Xiaoyang's face.

"It was a guess before, but now I'm sure." Jiang Qian's expression did not change.

Xiaoyang Tan opened her mouth slightly, unable to follow Jiang Qian's thoughts.

"Just in time, I have something to ask you," Jiang Qian said while checking the hanging paintings. "After choosing the cards and before arriving at the banquet hall, did you encounter any special changes?"

This turned the topic to the assassination that Jiang Qian suffered when he first entered the dungeon.

He needed to confirm something from other players.

"During this period? Nothing special happened. I followed the maid's guidance to the banquet. When I arrived, there was only my brother in fancy clothes in the banquet hall."

Sure enough, not everyone has encountered an accident... Jiang Qian nodded: "Then what?"

"Then the brother in the plaid shirt and the fitness guy also came, followed closely by the socialite sister. We sat there for a while, and then you appeared."

"Um."

"Is there anything special?"

"I was attacked by a maid before I arrived at the banquet hall."

Xiaoyang blinked: "Sure enough..."

She had long noticed slight wrinkles on Jiang Qian's body, but out of consideration for hiding herself, she did not take the initiative to ask the reason at that moment.

"Is this the reason why you suspect the existence of a third camp?" Xiaoyang seemed to be following the crowd, but in fact she reacted very quickly.

"That's one of the reasons."

Jiang Qian continued: "Since you noticed the marks on my body, you should also notice that there were marks of struggle on Dr. Dai's body. In other words, I was not the only one who was attacked, but it was not targeted at everyone. So the question Come on, why did the attack happen at that time?"

At this point, he stopped, and the corridor was coming to an end.

The two men began to move forward cautiously and slowly.

"That point was before all of us officially met, and the other party did not attack everyone..." Xiaoyang followed Jiang Qian's idea and suddenly had an idea, "If the sneak attack is successful, take his place and sneak into us!"

Jiang Qian nodded with satisfaction: "Other than that, I can't find a more reasonable explanation."

But Xiaoyang's eyebrows still couldn't relax: "This can explain the possibility of a third-party camp, but what does this have to do with the weirdness of the chef and the fitness guy?"

"Because Dr. Dai and I may not be the only ones who were attacked before."

Xiaoyang's eyes gradually widened: "Do you doubt the chef...?"

"Although he didn't leave any obvious marks on his body, his overall behavioral logic is very strange. We'll talk about this later. What is the function of your trump card?"

Jiang Qian's turn was a bit sudden. Xiaoyang was stunned for a moment before replying: "Guardian, you can designate a card to not be attacked, but you cannot protect the same person continuously."

As for the protective umbrella... Jiang Qian said: "The first time you operated, who did you choose to protect?"

"Myself."

"Guessed it." Jiang Qian expressed regret for the plaid shirt.

"I guessed that the brother in the plaid shirt was a pill. But there is no way. In the current environment, all I can think of is to at least protect myself first... We don't know anything about the cards on the other side, so I'm not sure if anyone understands us. code words.”

Xiaoyang explained her choice.

"It's okay, you don't have to explain to me."

In this situation, which appears to be a confrontation between camps, but is actually fought on its own, no one has the right to ask others to "take into account the overall situation."

At this time, they had passed a rough corner, the lights began to dim, and the style of the painting in front began to decline sharply towards abstraction and weirdness.

Not only the paintings hanging on both sides, but also the graffiti spreading outside the picture frame to the walls, ceiling and floor...

Jiang Qian took out the bow and arrow from the item bar, put on a ready posture, and continued to explore: "My card corresponds to the detective, and I can look at any player's hole card. At that time, I was looking at the chef, and the answer was given It's a parasol."

This sentence was said in a straightforward manner, and it did not surprise Xiaoyang too much. It was not until he heard the word "parasol" that Xiaoyang breathed quickly.

"Then why did you believe me..." Xiaoyang looked at Jiang Qian in a daze.

This was something she didn't expect!

She always thought that her success in communicating with Jiang Qian and successfully forming a team was all due to her skillfully throwing out the clues first. She didn't expect that there would be such a turn in the matter!

"I said, because the chef's behavioral logic is very strange, and your behavioral logic is consistent, so I judge that your identity is more credible, then there is a big problem with his identity."

"As our parasol, it's just that we didn't reveal any clues or express any tendency in our speech. On the premise that there is no benefit to our side, we put forward such a brainless suggestion as a 'showdown'. Even if it's not 25 He is also a troublemaker, so you can throw this card away."

Jiang Qian selectively revealed the mystery of the chef, but said nothing about the doubts discovered using the exploration notes.

"Of course, I don't mean to challenge the rules of the game. After all, we haven't collected complete identity information so far. What cards are on the opponent's side? What are their abilities? We need these clues to make more decisions about the current situation. Accurate judgment, so you can now concentrate on exploring the current 'puzzle', right?"

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…

In the large exhibition hall bound by huanghuali, ancient cold weapons from all over the world are on display.

Doctor Dai and Tony Fugui walked side by side, guarding the surrounding facilities while chatting with each other:

"How are you doing these days? Do you still feel like you can't help but vote for someone in advance because they haven't washed their hair when they go out?"

It was Doctor Dai who asked this question, using the tone of ridicule that one would expect from an old friend.

"No, I'll go it alone."

"My store has a nationwide chain, and the logo is my personal portrait. I can get my hair permed when I have time."

Tony Fugui said, flipping up his hair, but with a world-weary expression on his face: "What about you? Will you still send people to reincarnation manually because the patients don't respect the medical workers?"

"It's hard to explain!" Dr. Dai's expression was painful. "You know, many times I want to kill them, but I don't want them to be a failure in my work, so every time I can only cure them first and then... So I Troubled by severe overtime.”

The two shook their heads in unison.

"By the way, it doesn't matter if you are injured. Do you want me to take a look at it for you?" Doctor Dai asked kindly.

Tony Fugui suddenly became angry again. While untying his clothes on the spot, he gritted his teeth and said, "It's that kid! He knows Jiang Yang... Only the official dog will show up to embarrass Jiang Yang."

As he spoke, his clothes opened, revealing a large bloody gouge mark on his chest.

"Maybe it's just a coincidence. You're too sensitive...ah! The injury is quite serious and requires surgery." Dr. Dai lowered his head and examined it carefully.

"It's a bullshit surgery! You guys are mediocre..."

Tony Fugui had just finished speaking, his mouth flattened and his eyes narrowed: "Lao Dai, did you not wash your hair just now?"

…

Dark red lighting and velvet binding visual effects.

Handicrafts collected from all over the world are displayed here: wood carvings, cups, clay sculptures, puppets...

All kinds of novel gadgets scatter a thriving and lively texture under the dark red light.

The elegant lady, the muscular man, and the fat man with a square face are walking on the same path in parallel, and the atmosphere between them is mysterious.

Among the three, the one with the most explosive mentality is undoubtedly the bodybuilder!

He didn't expect that the graceful lady could jump in line and enter their door.

But the most incredible thing is that his teammate, the fat guy with a square face, has no obvious objection?

But this woman is obviously the opponent's "trump card"? !

Could it be that he made a wrong judgment?

Of the two people running alongside him, which one is his true teammate?

The bodybuilder's face is uncertain. He now feels that he is the most insecure one...

"What's wrong? Is there any problem?" Lady Yongrong turned back and winked at him.

The bodybuilding brother was excited, bowed his head and said nothing.

No, I have to find a way... The bodybuilder suddenly raised his head and grabbed the shoulder of the fat man with a square face, hoping to make a good plan with him and eliminate the women from the enemy camp!

But as soon as he raised his eyes, he was stunned.

His hands are also empty...

In front of him is a long carpet paved with dazzling diamonds.

Looking up along the diamond carpet, there are layers of rare gemstones of various colors, incomparable yellow robes of battle armor, and crowns symbolizing status...

All the thoughts that the bodybuilder had before were swept away, and he just wanted to take what he saw in his eyes as his own!

His eyes were lit up, and his entire pupils were filled with rare treasures, so much so that he didn't even notice that countless marionettes had climbed up behind him and stood on his shoulders.

She was wrapping the thin and sharp silk thread around his neck.

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