At eight o'clock in the evening, in the Castlevania library.
"I always feel that there is a conspiracy in this setting..." Long Aomin turned his head and said to Greedy Wolf while backing away.
"Okay, I told you not to look back." Tanlang replied, "Look... it's closed again."
At this moment, the three members of Blade's Edge were standing in a passage made of emerald-colored walls. There is nothing much to say about the road they came from, it was nothing more than some monsters blocking the way, but the side they intended to go to was blocked by a huge "stone face".
The face was orange-red as a whole, with a pair of green glowing eyes, a big nose and protruding fangs... Generally speaking, it looked like the face of a demon or a ghost.
Five minutes ago, the three of them came to the front of this "face door". After searching for a while, they found no clue to open the door. Just when they were about to turn back, they heard "hululu..." a sound of rolling bricks and stones.
The three turned their heads suddenly, just in time to catch a glimpse of the face's mouth closing...
Then, after several trials, they finally discovered the law of this door - when someone approaches it to a certain distance and turns their back to it, it will "open its mouth" and become a state that can pass through.
Therefore, Tanlang came up with the plan of "the three of them retreated and walked into the door together".
However, it is undoubtedly more dangerous to do so... In case there is any trap behind the door, they will most likely fall into it if they go in backwards like this.
"I also think it's wrong..." Seven Kills continued, "I'm not afraid of monsters and traps... I'm just afraid that Feng Bujue is standing behind the door waiting for us."
"That's impossible." Tanlang shook his head and replied.
"Are you so sure?" Long Aomin asked suspiciously.
"I have already seen that this guy is wasting time with us." Greedy Wolf replied, "He doesn't plan to destroy us as soon as possible, but is waiting for something..."
"Oh? How do you say that?" Qi Sha also turned around and asked.
"Well..." Tanlang thought for a few seconds, organized his words, and said, "Do you still remember the communication he had with us through the mouth of a monster?"
"Ah, of course I remember." Qi Sha responded with a painful expression.
"Think about it carefully..." Tanlang's expression was very serious, "That was definitely not a whim. It was a very clever psychological inducement..." He paused for a few seconds, giving the two teammates a certain amount of thinking Time, then said again, "First of all, through this method, Feng Bujue let us know-'We are always under his surveillance'; and then extended to-'He can attack us at any time'..."
Brother Long and Qisha both nodded upon hearing the words, indicating that they were still closely following the staff's train of thought.
"Afterwards, he took advantage of the verbal dispute with Seven Kills... to improvise, and quietly revealed some information to us. He took advantage of the situation and mocked us." Greedy Wolf continued, "Although his words were hidden Actually... But I think you, like me, have already realized at that moment... Those words are intended to irritate us, create psychological pressure on us, and make us speed up our exploration in anxiety."
"That's right, isn't it like this?" Brother Long continued.
"No." Greedy Wolf shook his head.
Qisha and Brother Long's expressions changed immediately.
"Double trap..." Tanlang answered, and glanced at the faces of the two teammates, "Do you understand?"
"You mean..." Qisha continued thoughtfully, "His real intention...is actually the opposite?"
"That's right." Greedy Wolf nodded and replied, "We might as well look through the surface to think again... Assuming Feng Bujue really wants us to speed up the pace of action, what is his purpose for doing this? It is nothing more than to let us It consumes more stamina and life in a hurry, and becomes easier to kill." He paused for half a second. The topic changed, "But what is the actual situation? From the time we entered the city until now, we haven't encountered any particularly dangerous obstacles..."
Tanlang looked up and looked around, and continued: "Since our actions are always under his surveillance, why doesn't he do something? With his ability, even if he doesn't show up and engage in direct confrontation, he can There are countless ways to deal with us... But he only exerted verbal pressure on us once, isn't this contradictory?"
"Hmm..." Hearing this, Brother Long rubbed his chin and muttered, "According to what you mean... doesn't he want to kill us?"
"I want to. But I don't want to kill now." Tanlang's expression sank, and he continued, "According to my observation... Feng Bujue and Tuntian Guixiao have one thing in common, that is—no matter how they are arranged strategically. From a psychological point of view Speaking...they never put the enemy on the same level as themselves. To put it simply...they are extremely defiant." He snorted coldly, "Hmph...so they all have a habit of saying 'defeat the enemy' Prioritized back, to make way for 'exploration scripts'."
While talking, Tanlang gestured to his two teammates to turn their heads away. Then back off.
At this point in the conversation, although Tanlang hadn't explained everything, both Qisha and Long Aomin felt his confidence, so they didn't question the decision to "retreat into the door".
The three of them retreated in big strides, and within a short time passed through the mouth of the stone face, and entered another dark brown space from the emerald-colored passage.
As a result... none of the traps were actually triggered. They turned around again, and the mouth of the stone face did not close.
"Based on the current script, Feng Bujue is obviously playing this trick again..." A few seconds later, Tanlang continued, "Actually, he doesn't want to confront us so soon, no matter what he said , What he is actually doing is... avoiding direct contact with us and delaying time." He paused, "In order to achieve this goal, he needs our cooperation, so...he played this 'double trap'."
"That is to say... He calculated from the beginning that we could see through his intentions in his words." Qi Sha continued while thinking, "So he intentionally conveyed a message in his words that was contrary to his true intentions?"
"Exactly." Tanlang replied, then sighed, and continued, "Alas... To be honest, this guy's talent in psychological induction makes me, who has studied psychology seriously, feel inferior..." He borrowed Ji pretended to be aggressive, and then said, "When he urges, provokes and pressures us, he knows that we will see through his intentions, and then do the opposite—steady and steady, step by step. And once we do that. On the contrary, it fell right into his arms."
"I was almost stunned by you too..." Brother Long scratched his head at this moment and continued, "Anyway... we should hurry up now, right?"
"Yes, the sooner the better." Greedy Wolf said, "Don't worry about any particularly dangerous situation. Just treat it as playing a normal script." His eyes changed slightly, and he said, "If I'm not wrong … Feng Bujue is probably busy with other things right now, as long as we speed up our pace, there is a chance to disrupt his layout and rhythm, or even kill him by surprise."
...
Above the black clouds, night has come.
A large-scale thunderstorm once in a century has entrenched over the city, and the vast majority of civilians have chosen to stay at home and avoid going out.
However, the police, firefighters, medical staff, military and other groups still have to be on duty as usual...
At this time, on a road between Anxi Road and the urban area, a car was driving at a constant speed. There were two people sitting in the car, the homeless Hill in the driver's seat, and the ten-year-old version of Feng Bujue in the passenger seat.
Just as they drove halfway, a neat row of headlights appeared in the distance ahead... It seemed to be heading in their direction.
"It's finally here..." Feng Bujue muttered when he saw this, and then looked up at Hill Road next to him, "The lines I taught you...have you all remembered?"
"Yes... I remember." Hill replied nervously.
"Relax." Feng Bujue continued in a lazy tone, "Do as I say, and you'll be fine. The more nervous you are... the more suspicious you look."
"Okay... I'll try my best." Hill said, took a few deep breaths, and adjusted his facial expression.
After about a minute, they met the car. When you get closer, you can see that those cars... are basically military jeeps and police cars. There were even a few armored vehicles following them.
Obviously, the soaring black beam of light has attracted considerable attention from the local government. But in these sorts of screenplays, the police or the military tend to come later... so, not until hours later. These troops were assembled and drove to the current position.
Naturally, Feng Bujue had foreseen this situation in advance. Before he left the castle, he had already finished his confession with Hill. In case the car was stopped for interrogation, they could fool around.
really. Before Brother Jue's car and the cars of the military and police departments intersected, a police car drove out of the convoy and blocked the opposite lane. Two policemen got off the car and raised their hands towards Brother Jue and the others.
Hill was already mentally prepared. He slowly stopped the car, turned off the engine, then rolled down the window on his side, and turned to look at the police officer who was coming.
"What's the situation? Police officer." Before the other party could speak, Hill asked a question first.
"The name of this situation is 'mind your own business.'" The interrogating officer leaned over the driver's window and replied, "See for yourself... Does this seem like something you can ask?" While speaking, he also gestured with his eyes to the armored vehicle passing behind him.
"I said... Could it be related to the black beam of light?" Hill pretended to be curious.
"What? Did you see anything, sir." The officer's expression immediately became serious.
"Uh... that's not true." Hill shrugged and replied with a rather sincere expression, "My nephew and I were camping by the river in the afternoon and were fishing... Then I saw a beam of light appearing in the sky..." He lowered his He said, "To be honest... I thought it was some kind of experiment conducted by the military... I was so scared that I grabbed my nephew and ran away without even packing up my camping stuff. Unexpectedly... my nephew accidentally fell into the river, This kid can't swim, it took me a lot of effort to get him up... almost drowned..."
"Okay, okay..." The police officer immediately showed an impatient expression after hearing what he said, and interrupted roughly, "Take out your driver's license first and show it to me."
"Oh, yes." Hill nodded upon hearing this, and took out his driver's license from his jacket pocket.
After the police officer took the driver's license, he compared Hill's face with the photo on the driver's license by the light of the flashlight.
Since this is a real certificate and the holder is also Hill himself, there is nothing wrong with it...
"How did your nephew pass it on like this?" When the policeman handed back the driver's license to Hill, he glanced inside the car and asked Feng Bujue.
"Didn't I just say...he fell into the river..." Hill replied fluently, with a natural expression, "I couldn't find any dry clothes for a while, and I happened to have clothes for tonight's party in my car, so I just Let him put it on first."
"Party?" The policeman asked tentatively again.
"Halloween party, police officer." Feng Bujue also turned his head to speak at this time, he pouted and answered with the angry expression of a ten-year-old child, "But I heard that it has been cancelled, how annoying!"
Hill looked back at Brother Jue, cast a look of admiration for his superb acting skills, then turned to look at the policeman and said, "Just now we heard the radio... saying that all the celebrations were canceled because of a thunderstorm. The child is very disappointed, you must know that his suit is his mother... "
"Okay, it's okay... sir." The policeman had already regarded Hill as a chatterbox, and he preemptively said before the latter started talking again, "Hurry up...Remember, as soon as possible Get out of this area and go indoors."
"Uh... okay, officer." Hill also greeted the other party with his head out of the car window very graciously, and it seemed that he had entered the drama.
Two seconds later, the police officer turned around and walked a few meters away, and shook his head at his partner with his hands open.
It seems... Hill and Jue's performance was very successful.
At this time, the mighty convoy had already passed by Brother Jue and the others, only the police car that stopped to interrogate them hadn't caught up.
Ten seconds later, Hill restarted the car and drove past the police car; the two police officers had also returned to the car at this moment, ready to turn around and follow the convoy.
Just when both sides thought that the matter was over, unexpectedly...
Coincidentally, the police officer in charge of the interrogation caught a glimpse of the license plate of Brother Jue and his car (this state does not require the front of the car to have a license plate, but only the back).
"Hey! Wait! Isn't that license plate number... the car that someone reported missing this morning?"
"Damn it! They're running away, chase after them!"
In the next second, two police officers reported the situation to their colleagues on the walkie-talkie, sounded the siren, and chased after Brother Jue and the others. (.)
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