"Clean up."
In the face of the cold attitude, Sur cleans up carefully. By the way, I started to think about the "best fit" that the previous host said when he left. Thinking about it carefully, Shenshouzi is indeed a little expert in dealing with bugs.
Looking over there with the corner of the eye, it was the same as the last time we met, not only the dress, but also the other party's hobby of carrying ponytails with him.
After confirming that the last petal was swept into the dustpan, Sur sprinkled some water to suppress the dust.
Ji Heng admired this ability to bend and stretch.
After the cleaning, Sur said, "If there's nothing else, I'll go first."
Shenshouzi was indifferent, sat on the pony, and threw several pieces of tortoise shells in his sleeves on the ground, and began to play permutations and combinations.
Sur silently withdrew, and finally glanced back. I don't know if it was a coincidence that Shen Shuan happened to be sitting in the position that the layman Dongfeng liked, which could not only avoid the light but also blow the wind.
Once, the latter also had such a quiet time.
Ji Heng: "It is a fortune among misfortunes."
Sur thought for a while and nodded: "Zhu Yun said before that women are good at deceiving people with lies, and men are good at telling the truth and deceiving people."
The gentleman who never lies like the rose is very scary.
Of course, the most satisfying thing is that Shen Shuzi presides over the dungeons. In the previous dungeons, there were no face-to-face encounters.
The two casually sat down in the empty classroom, and Suer no longer thought about matters related to the host: "Chen Ziwen said that he is going to kill people at night."
Knuckles tapped unconsciously on the tabletop rhythmically: "The twins have a deep rift, we have to stand in line."
They have a grudge with both brothers, and they have to find a way to resolve it with one of them.
Ji Heng glanced at him: "Who do you want to choose?"
Sur did not hesitate: "Ghost King."
Zhang Xiaohua couldn't beat the ghost king, and Chen Ziwen also died under the ghost king's calculations.
Ghosts are neither good nor evil, so of course, we must choose the strongest one.
When Ji Heng didn't speak, he agreed with his opinion.
After reaching an agreement, Sur looked at the book of answers that had half the thickness left, and lowered his head to think for a while before changing the conversation: "You have always adopted a stocking method with me."
"Cough..."
Ji Heng just unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle that he had not finished drinking in the morning, when he heard 'stocking' at first glance, his expression was a little subtle.
"Insufficient analysis is sometimes more useful than self-discipline," Sur said calmly.
What he feels now is that he has a lot of loose threads in his hands, but lacks something crucial to tie them all together. To have this feeling must be that some aspects have not been done well.
Ji Heng tightened the bottle cap again: "Do you really want to hear it?"
Sur nodded seriously.
"Time." Ji Heng turned his face and looked out the window: "What month is it now?"
Just looking at the flowers and trees, they are very prosperous, and the weather can only be regarded as sultry.
"Late June or early July?" Sur wasn't sure.
After only a few seconds of answering, there was first consternation and then enlightenment: "It's almost the time to graduate from elementary school."
Ji Heng: "Headless Ghost mentioned that we will experience everything at that time, but you only think that some players imitate Zhang Xiaohua to sell eight characters."
Sur was silent, and his throat was dry for a while: "It's really negligent."
"This is just the first point," Ji Heng laughed and asked if he wanted to continue listening.
Sur hesitated and nodded.
"There are a lot of things in the student drawers that haven't been sorted out in time. How many desks are there?"
Sur recalled: "About a dozen."
Ji Heng: "There are exactly a dozen players."
Suer understood in seconds: "So the diplomas we are looking for are actually those of the dead children?"
"right."
Suer thought: "If the player who sells the eight characters represents Zhang Xiaohua, who can represent the twin brothers... No..."
He denies this to himself. Once there are twins among the players, it will definitely attract attention, and the plot of the dungeon will be easily deduced.
Ji Heng led him to the office and pointed to the report book he had turned out that night: "Human thinking ability is selective."
Like a primary school student, Sur obediently stood aside and listened to his lecture with his hands behind his back.
Ji Heng: "At that time, your instinctive reaction was to look at the results. This is not wrong, but there are omissions."
Sur frowned, picked up a book and re-read it, and just flicked his finger, he stopped.
The first page has only two lines, two underscores for students to fill in their names and birthdays. Just when he was about to turn over a few more books, Ji Heng handed over the roster, and each row was clearly listed.
Sur looked directly at the date of birth and found a student named Cai Hu, whose birth date was exactly the same month and the same day as his own.
Subconsciously raised his head.
Ji Heng: "August 1st."
Sur looked down and saw another student whose birthday was on August 1st.
According to this rule, one player corresponds to exactly one victim.
"I see..." He frowned and whispered, "When reading the book of answers, you can't have the idea of 'my diploma'."
Ji Heng nodded: "You represent Cai Hu, the correct way to ask is 'Where is Cai Hu's graduation certificate?'"
"Assuming that I know the students represented by other players..." Before finishing his words, he passed the idea first.
The correct answer is only one page.
Ji Heng reminded: "I already know what to ask, this alone is not enough to pass the customs."
Su'er's brows became more melancholy, and he felt like a tourist in a hurry, and the scenery along the road was in vain.
"Next, do you want to say that you already know who the murderer of the poisoning case is?"
Ji Heng: "There are suspects, but there is no proof."
"… "
Seeing Sur bowed his head in dejection, he looked a bit like the defeated cock, and his expression was rare and vivid.
The corner of Ji Heng's lips curled up a little and pressed it down quickly, comforting: "Starting directly from the book of answers, there is no wrong way to break the game by violence."
Instead of giving up because of this setback, Suer cheered up and analyzed according to the other party's thinking: "The current time period is close to the poisoning case, so you need to pay attention to the breakfast provided by the ghost king."
On the anniversary of death, it would be strange not to poison it.
Ji Heng: "Actually, the day after tomorrow."
"… "
"Zhang Xiaohua asks to find the murderer of the poisoning case before the sun rises the day after tomorrow, to prove that that day is a special day."
The spirit, which had only recovered a little, was sluggish again.
Ji Heng: "Step by step, don't be in a hurry, and it's not a good thing to solidify your thinking."
Sur pondered for a while: "I know."
Just as he hadn't noticed this, the opponent would also not consider using the Book of Destruction Answers to break the game.
If both parties use the same method, it is not conducive to customs clearance.
Ji Heng: "Go to the ghost king first to discuss cooperation and avoid tonight."
Sur was convinced.
For someone like him who is good at fighting ghosts with logical thinking, it would be a big loss to encounter a violent attack monster with a machete.
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low building.
The ghost king stayed in the mirror to recover from his wounds, staring coldly at the two who came up.
Sur's hand never left the electric shocker, ready to be attacked at any time, but the ghost king was uncharacteristically quiet.
Having experienced the incident of being attacked by the player and Zhang Xiaohua, he was inevitably more concerned.
Sur called 'Chen Ziwen' and asked, "Is it a fox fairy?"
There was a trace of enthusiasm in the little boy's eyes: "Of course."
Dingding looked at him for a few seconds, and Su Er clapped his hands: "Acting school." At the end, the smile disappeared: "You are not Chen Ziwen, nor do you worship the fox fairy."
The little boy walked out of the mirror, killing intent.
Su Er said casually: "We must pay some price for killing us, and the injury will add to the injury, so you are not afraid of the real Chen Ziwen taking advantage of it?"
A short distance away, the little boy stopped, with a disdainful expression: "If it wasn't for the fox fairy, I would have killed him long ago."
That stupid little brother who can only learn to be a little clever is not his opponent when he is alive, and it is the same when he is dead.
Sur straight to the point: "Cooperation?"
The little boy was vicious and cunning by nature, and he was amazed at the thick skin of the man in front of him. He cooperated with Zhang Xiaohua in the morning to beat him, and in the afternoon, he came to discuss cooperation with the victim.
Sur smiled friendly: "Get to know me again, I am Sur."
Barely suppressing the surging killing intent, the little boy said coldly, "Chen Ziwu."
Cooperation is the default.
For the next time, Su Er and Ji Heng did not leave here. Halfway through, Liu Wen and a player named Li Zizai came over. As soon as they went upstairs, they saw the ghost king standing in the center of the mirror. Outside the mirror, Ji Heng and Su Er were sitting on either side, like living door gods.
The visual shock was so great that Liu Wen couldn't help staring at their badges for a long time, trying to make sure that it was a human being or a ghost.
If it is a human, why can it live in harmony with a ghost
Sur: "It's just a deal, do you want to come?"
If it wasn't for Li Zizai's insistence on going to the low building to find clues, Liu Wen would not be willing to set foot there. After all, he also contributed to the fight against the ghost king in the morning.
After being invited, he shook his head decisively.
On the other hand, Li Zizai asked one more question: "What deal?"
Excluding those who didn't eat breakfast, the player selling the birthday horoscope is either Li Zizai or Gao Rui, the former is more likely.
Now that Liu Wen and Li Zizai are actually mixed together, Sur's smile is a little playful, and sure enough, there is no permanent enemy in the dungeon.
"Deal of killing ghosts." After he finished word by word, he closed his eyes and rested.
Li Zizai had a deep scheming, and really didn't leave, waiting with his arms folded. Liu Wen was undecided about his chess, and finally stayed, ready to see the situation.
As time passed, Sur opened his eyes and looked downstairs: "Isn't it coming?"
They were in a low-rise building, and as soon as they guessed they knew that they were cooperating with the Ghost King, Chen Ziwen might back down.
"He will come." Chen Ziwu was very sure: "It's not just you who will find help."
Before I could figure out the meaning of this sentence, a strong wind suddenly blew outside, and the whirring sound could be heard inside the building.
Chi Chi.
Strange fox calls appeared in the corridor instead of howling wind.
As soon as Sur stood up, he was stared at by dozens of eyes. He subconsciously took a small step back, and finally understood what the so-called helper meant.
Chen Ziwen came, not only came, but also followed by a group of foxes.
"This is the wish fox." Chen Ziwu showed a trace of fear: "It can enhance the fortune."
A wishing fox is not very useful, but a group can be the perfect support.
Liu Wen regretted that he didn't leave early, even if he beat the ghost, the ghost actually had his own lucky blessing. He couldn't help but look at Li Zizai next to him. Li Zizai's focus was on Ji Heng. Seeing that the other party had no intention of running away, he suspected that there would be additional rewards for helping the Ghost King.
At this time, Su Er suddenly pulled Ji Heng aside and asked in a low voice, "Is there a way to send me out and mud?"
"… the clay figurine is not the opponent of the wish fox."
Sur shook his head, his voice soft as a mosquito: "I want to publish a book."
Ji Heng gave him a deep look.
Sur embarrassed and said, "It's better to beat these wish foxes to death. I'll make pages out of mud, inject yin, and then coerce and lure these wish foxes to live on them."
When bad luck, as long as he opens the book, he is the luckiest cub in the dungeon!
The author has something to say:
Book of Answers: Publish a book, scumbag!
Sur: Good.
The Book of Answers:…