Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1211: There is no other way

For a while, the tool room was so quiet that only the sound of breathing remained.

Wei Xing has indeed seen this NPC - not any NPC, but this fat man who had his legs amputated, and he happens to know who he is. She was right. The reason why Fatty knew who Gamer was meant that the two of them must have met; then someone who hadn't met him before tonight couldn't be Gamer.

Wei Xing's logic is self-consistent and reasonable... But Lin Sanjiu still looked at the remaining two people with great luck.

"What about you?" she asked, "Have you seen this NPC before?"

The necks of both of them seemed to be frozen, and even though they held her heavy gaze, they still couldn't click. The red-faced man stared at the side face of the guard, and the former guard stared at his hands, and no one spoke for a while. Just from their expressions, Lin Sanjiu could tell that they themselves knew that they had never met this NPC.

"Even if they lie and claim that they have seen it, the NPC will not cooperate. Of course they have nothing to say." Wei Xing himself seemed to be relieved and walked towards her: "I said, I know I was sorry for you before..."

"Wait a minute!"

The red-faced man let out a low cry, and for the first time under the mottled red paint, he showed a bit of panic: "I don't understand why this is happening. I am obviously Gamer, but I have never seen him... ...What's going on? How do you know I'm from Gamer?" He said the last sentence to the NPC.

The NPC just shook his head and said nothing.

"I'm the same as him," the former guard quickly added, "that's what I want to say too!"

Wei Xing shook his head: "That's it? I have no choice but to cheat?"

Seeing that the two sides were about to argue with each other, Lin Sanjiu stretched out his hand and pressed it in the air, raising his voice slightly: "Shut up, everyone!"

The tool room fell into silence again.

Lin Sanjiu frowned, feeling that she had missed something. After thinking for a few seconds, she suddenly raised her head and said to the NPC, "I have a question for you."

"Huh?"

"The reason why you know someone is Gamer," she asked carefully choosing her words, "is it because of your meeting with that person?"

Wei Xing played a trick. She only proved that she had met the NPC - if the NPC learned of Gamer's identity through other means, then there would be no point in confirming this.

However, the NPC's answer immediately disappointed her: "Yes, it was because of that meeting that I knew the other person was Gamer."

r had met before, and it was obvious now that only one of the three people had met the NPC - Lin Sanjiu couldn't think of any circumstances under which Gamer might be someone else; It was just that it was too frustrating to ask her to honestly accept the punishment and cooperate with him, so she still added without giving up: "So, is this woman Gmaer?"

"I can't answer this question," the NPC said with the same expression, "You know it. You can only make your own judgments, and you won't know the answer until you really want to get points."

"I, I also have evidence!" The former guard suddenly jumped up and almost hit the red-faced man, "I forgot, I also have it... Look!"

He reached into his collar and took out a thin chain with a small glass cube hanging on it. "I don't know if this is a special item, because it really doesn't have much use... This is just a souvenir I gave myself after joining the Players Club. Very, many people will bring a souvenir. I heard... ”

Just like the crystal ball in the magic story, this small glass cube also reflects a picture that does not belong to this place and now: several strange men and women standing in a space about the same size as a tool room, from Judging from the buttons and screens on the side, this should be the inside of an elevator. The perspective of the small glass cube seemed to be projected from the camera. The heads of several men and women came together and separated from each other from time to time. I don't know what they were discussing, but no one got out of the elevator.

"This is the first game I participated in," the former guard muttered. "It's an escape game with layers upon layers of layers. I struggled to escape. When I left the game, I got this The gadget...it doesn't do anything, it just transmits images from the escape game to me in real time."

"That is to say, at this moment, are these people really in the elevator of that copy?" Bohemia pinched the small glass cube and pulled the former guard to lean over.

"Yeah, really."

Wei Xing was the first person to look away.

"What does this prove? I really don't understand." She crossed her arms, "You participated in the game dungeon and got a souvenir... So? Many people have participated in the game dungeon, which means that everyone has participated in the game dungeon. Are you a Gamer?"

Although she doesn't want to admit it, what she said does make sense.

The former guard seemed to have come back to his senses at this time, his face turned red, and he was no better than the red-faced person: "This, this proves that I am a gamer! Many players in the club will bring Wearing souvenirs..."

"Unless it has club souvenirs written on it, it's useless." When the red-faced man said this, he changed the subject: "But I really have to defend him. If I had to choose between these two, I would choose him... because he carries such a useless gadget with him, which shows that he is obsessed with games. If you are obsessed with games, you are more likely to be a player, right?"

This seems to be a reasonable set of logic.

"What about you?" Bohemia asked, "Do you admit that you are not?"

"I don't." The red-faced man sighed, "Of course I know that I am a Gamer, but I don't have any means to prove it. Who would have thought that as a club member, one day I would have to find a way to prove my identity? ?Forget it, let’s just pretend that neither of us is lucky enough today.”

His attitude made Lin Sanjiu hesitate. The possibility of the red-faced person being Gamer is not small. He knows the club so well, and there is really no other reason to paint his face red... Of course, he was deceived by the guard into the basement of the hospital, but no one stipulates that Gamer cannot be deceived. Are you being deceived?

"I gave up." Bohemia waved her hands and lost her temper: "Why is it that everyone looks so sincere, but I almost have to bet my own mother."

She paused and raised her chin towards Wei Xing: "But if you ask me, the person most likely to be Gamer is this average-looking woman."

"Just average?" Wei Xing finally couldn't bear it anymore. For the first time since they met again, her face had a sense of popularity - after all, she didn't even look down on compliments like "beautiful", how could she bear "average"? "like"? "I understand, even if you have plastic surgery, you can't become like me. You are just jealous."

Bohemia seemed to be shocked by these words. She didn’t even have time to get angry. She just looked stunned: "Ah? Do you really think you are beautiful?"

Is this important now?

Seeing that Wei Xing was about to turn into a third red-faced person, Lin Sanjiu, one big and one big old, quickly waved her hands to signal them both to shut up - perhaps because she looked too irritable, everyone quickly became quiet. .

It would be nice if the gift package was here, she thought to herself. Her consciousness has been spent as much as possible, and the little bit she has finally recovered now is probably not enough for mimicry; and Bohemia and Kurosawa Ji are both types whose intuition is faster than their brains... In the end, they have to rely on Own.

The more Lin Sanjiu thought about the words of the few people just now, the more he felt that he was only one step away from the answer. She just needed a little inspiration to break through the window paper... She glanced at the NPC in the corner.

I wonder if this fat man can give her some tips?

On the face that was submerged in fat, there was almost no expression, and even the eyes were squeezed into two thin lines, let alone any hints - wait, fat -

Lin Sanjiu grabbed the two words that flashed in her mind and held on to them, not daring to let go. Her thoughts were spinning back and forth on the word "fat".

The NPC said that he can freely move his fat and make his body enlarge or shrink as he wishes... When he is not on duty, he will move his fat and mix it into the players... In this way, the remaining two people will recognize each other. The absence of such a fat NPC is not enough to mean that the two of them have never met him!

"What are you thinking about?" Bohemia asked.

How dare Lin Sanjiu interrupt the line of thought she had finally figured out? She waved her hands without answering a word and turned towards the wall - she could feel that the eyes of several people were glued to her. on his back.

But the NPC can't move the fat on its own now... She had asked this question before when she was carrying the NPC while walking. ~IndoMTL.com~ Is there any other way?

"What attitude?" Bohemia was unhappy. She stretched out her hand to separate the several "suspects" in front of her, squeezed in front of Kurosawa Ji, and ordered to him: "Hey, let me see what she is doing. No. How about this? You break all their hands and feet, and we take them to that room together! I don’t believe it. What kind of trouble can be caused by taking three disabled people away..."

"Get out of the way,"

Kurosawa Ji suddenly shouted in a low voice and jumped up from the ground. Bohemia was just stunned when he pushed her to the side, and then she felt an arm stretch out from her ear, wrapping it around her. The wind grabbed her behind. Almost at this moment, a scream sounded from behind her - Lin Sanjiu and Bohemia both turned to the direction of the scream at the same time, and then they were stunned at the same time.

Even if Kurosawa was the first to react, it was still half a step too late.

A deep **** **** was cut on the former guard's throat, and blood bubbles gurgled out of his throat, accompanied by a desperate, bellows-like hissing sound as he tried to inhale air. Wei Xing stood next to the former guard, with blood splattered on her face and arms; maybe she couldn't believe that she had really succeeded, and her chest could not help but rise with excitement.

"I admit that the real Gamer is him," she wiped the blood on her face and smiled at everyone in the tool room: "It's neither me nor this red-faced person. But now that he's dead, I don't I guessed his hidden way to earn points...I think now you have no other choice but to take me with you."