Reasoning Notes

Chapter 153 Reasoning Notes 4: Return of Ye Shenyue (15)
A cool-looking young man with trendy clothes emerged from the Ferrari sports car. He looked proud and invincible, with famous brands all over his body, and a global limited-edition Rolex watch on his hand.Just as the young man was about to enter the hotel, he suddenly felt someone tap his shoulder.He turned his head and saw the man in the suit take off his brown sunglasses, a pair of mysterious pupils shining like a starry sky.

"I said," the man in the suit put his hands on the young man's shoulders, and glanced at the expensive and cool sports car from the corner of his eyes, "Your sports car is so beautiful." He said, looking at the young man and smiling, gently Qi's mouth showed white teeth.

But the young man's pupils were colorless, like a void after the chaos stopped.I saw that he didn't move, as if he had lost consciousness, he just stood there blankly.In the brain that was suddenly emptied, only the whispering voice of the man in the suit was left slowly echoing in the silence.

"You know? My interest is to destroy all beautiful things." These words sounded monotonously and repeatedly amidst the noisy rain, like an instruction.

The man in the suit put on his sunglasses and continued on his way.As he walked around the corner of the street, he heard a loud crash behind him, as well as the screams and shouts of passers-by.As if out of control, the yellow Ferrari sports car crashed all the way along the road, and finally hit a large oncoming truck.The fireball from the explosion reddened the thinnest cloud, carrying high-temperature burning debris in every direction, and the scene of the car accident was horrible.

What a wonderful sound!
The man in the suit happily enjoyed the melody symbolizing destruction, which was exactly the music he composed.

Five minutes before the scheduled time, the man in the suit walked into the coffee shop.The shop looked deserted, no wonder, who would have the leisure to drink coffee in such a horrible weather.

Hearing the wind chimes vibrating from the glass door, the handsome clerk sitting behind the counter raised his head: "You are here, Plum Blossom A."

"Hello, Prince." The man in the suit smiled and walked towards him.

The prince pointed to the screen of the laptop on the counter.On the screen, a shattered sports car is still burning, and police cars and ambulances have rushed to the scene.

"You did it, right?" the prince narrowed his eyes slightly, "Plum Blossom A."

His eyes were calm, neither reproach nor approval.

"En." Plum Blossom A responded lightly, picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip, then put it down again, "Prince, your level of making coffee is still so good."

"Thank you. Joker is waiting for you," the prince closed the laptop, "This way please." He walked into the back room with the Ace of clubs.

The room is small and furnished simply.The prince walked to the wall and pressed the button. A landscape painting originally hung on the wall slowly moved away. Inside was a communication screen hidden in the wall. What appeared in front of Plum Blossom A and the prince was still the one Outlined figures.Under the dim light, that blurred face exuded an evil allure.Even if the real person is not there, Plum A can still feel the dangerous aura emanating from this dark figure, like a cloud of icy air.He felt like all the pores in his body were closed.

"Hello, Joker!" Club A bowed respectfully.

"You're here." Joker's voice was still emotionless.

"Yes, I heard you are looking for me?"

"Yes, I want to give you a task."

"It is my honor to be appreciated by you." Plum Blossom A put her hands on her stomach again and bowed to show her respect.

The only person he's ever met so far that he can't handle, is the Joker.When they first met, he used his abilities.Because the person standing in front of him was very strange, wearing a white mask in the dark night, and kept saying that he wanted him to serve him.

"I won't be someone else's subordinate." Club A rejected him so coldly at that time.There were only the two of them in the park at night, and the moonlight rolled up the beautiful colors. However, these wonderful scenery were filtered through brown sunglasses, and they were not attractive.

"Do you have to wear sunglasses at night? It really is a freak." Joker laughed provocatively.

He frowned, he who had been living proudly and arrogantly would not allow that noble self-esteem to be trampled on in the slightest.

"Do you really want me to be your subordinate?" He slowly pulled down the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose with his hand, "That depends on whether you have the qualifications."

At that moment, he released his ability.

This guy will die there soon.He held the sunglasses in his hand, and his star-like pupils glanced at a statue of a warrior in the park—an ancient warrior, wearing armor and holding a spear, maintaining a charging posture.This is probably a sculpture by a master artist, and it is two stories high.In the moonlight, the spearhead looked sharp.

People who come for a walk in the park the next day will see such an eerie sight - a dead body hanging from the statue's spear.

Just like the weird murders these days: or company employees drowning in toilets, or rich people suffocating to death with money being stuffed into their mouths endlessly, or hoodlums 24 hours a day Smoking, starving himself to death... Such masterpieces, defined by the police as suicides with unknown reasons, were all done by him.

He turned his head and looked around the statue.

Without auxiliary tools, it seems that the person in front of him should climb up the statue by himself, and then slowly insert his body into the spear.

"Then, start to die," he ordered, and was sure the voice would reach his ears.

As expected, the guy who was already in a daze started to take steps towards the statue of the ancient warrior, his steps were stiff, like a living dead.Satisfied, he put his sunglasses back on.Maybe he should ask that guy to take off his mask first, so that he can see his real face clearly... Thinking about irrelevant issues, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

The man didn't go away, but stood in front of the warrior statue, and turned around slowly.

impossible?All along, his ability has never made a mistake.

"It's so dangerous!" He wiped off his cold sweat, and a faint laugh came from his white mask, "Sure enough, it's what I thought, your ability is this! So, the recent series of strange suicides are all What did you do?"

"You... what nonsense are you talking about?!" He was about to use his ability again, but the guy standing in front of the statue laughed mockingly.

"Don't waste your energy, your abilities are useless to me."

Could it be... was he really seen through?

"Impossible, how could my ability fail?"

"Your abilities have not failed," he said.

"Then why are you all right?" He asked through gritted teeth.

The man looked back at the statue behind him and the spear shining coldly in the moonlight, looked at him again and said, "You almost succeeded. You probably want to instruct me to insert my body into the spear." Spear? I almost died, but I woke up just in time."

"No," he shook his head vigorously, "No one under my control can wake up."

"Not necessarily." He smiled, put his hand on the ear, brushed the hair behind the ear, and took out a small thing that looked like a headset.

"This is the secret to cracking your ability. This thing can receive the high-frequency radio waves sent by my companion, and he woke me up in time at a critical moment."

"You still have companions?" He immediately raised his vigilance and looked around nervously.No suspicious person can be seen, it is estimated that his companion should be in the distance, quietly observing the situation here.

"Fortunately, I guessed your ability correctly, otherwise I wouldn't be able to crack it." He said.

Guess?He was a little depressed, experiencing the frustration of failure for the first time in his life.

This was his only failure since he was a child, because his life was so perfect - he was born in a wealthy family, went to a noble school, attended the world's top university, and went so smoothly that even God would be jealous.However, the most perfect life has a fatal weakness, that is, there is no challenge.

Life without fun.He thought so many times, and began to get tired of such days.Until one day, a strange old man stopped him on the street.

"You have the ability to be my heir." The old man said.

It was just such a sentence that made him exhaust all his family property and transform himself so that he had extraordinary abilities like the new human beings that once appeared in science fiction films.And his ability is——

"Dream Stealer!" said the old man, or his master, "from now on, you are a Dream Stealer."

"Dream Stealer? I like that name."

Then, he used his ability for the first time.On that day, he killed his master.The old man left with a satisfied smile, because he saw an apprentice who was more capable than himself.

The most powerful and only dream stealer in the world.

"How did you guess...guess it?" Dream Thief really didn't want to use the word "guess" which made him feel insulted.

(End of this chapter)