Absurd Deduction Game

Chapter 786 Do you really think you are a person?

On the other side, out of the corner of his eye, he saw several people walking away, so Yu Xing withdrew his attention and concentrated on dealing with the stall owner.

Not long after, the stall owner brought out a bowl of noodles. The noodle soup was red and the aroma of spicy oil floated in the air, making people's index fingers twitch.

 “Come, I’ll invite you!”

The noodles were brought to Yu Xing. Yu Xing was not polite. He took out a pair of disposable chopsticks from the chopstick holder on the table and took a bite: "It's okay."

It's the taste of noodles, and the red color is indeed spicy oil, not some horror movie-specific liquid with the same color.

“That’s good. It seems that my craftsmanship has not deteriorated. If you eat, you will still have enough.”

There are five tables in the open-air noodle stall. At this time, when there are not many people, the noodles for the few customers have been prepared and served, so the stall owner also has time to chat with him.

Yu Xing was eating noodles while the uncle sat beside him and chatted to himself.

This stall owner's skin is slightly darker, his hands are covered with calluses, and he looks a little tired of the vicissitudes of life. However, he is unexpectedly talkative. He talks endlessly about Yu Xing's "childhood".

He first heard the stall owner miss the feeling of holding a child, and then talked about how difficult it was to make noodles in recent years. He missed the time when everyone ate noodles and there were not so many novel foods to compete with him.

Yu Xing found an opportunity and started to talk: "I was too young at the time you mentioned, and my memory is blurred. In my impression, I had such an uncle who was very kind to me when I was a child."

The stall owner scratched his head and smiled happily: "Yes, I like children the most. The one in my family is naughty every day and I have never scolded him. Hehe, I think I will be a good father!"

Yu Xing's eyes flashed and he said calmly: "Uncle, how did you get to know my father?"

This shout made people excited, and the stall owner suddenly got excited: "Hahaha, I think back then I was your royal cook. If I hadn't injured my hand later and couldn't withstand high-intensity cooking, I wouldn't have been able to run a noodle stall business here. ah!"

 “So that’s it.” Yu Xing sighed, “That’s such a pity.”

The stall owner let out a long sigh: "Speaking of which, your father treats me well. Brother Fang and I have a very good relationship. It's a pity that our relationship has been cut off in the past two years."

Yu Xing heard the key point and wanted to ask more questions, but suddenly realized one thing - why is his father's surname in this world Fang?

You must know that his name has not changed. No matter how you look at it, "family members" should all have the surname Yu.

 Fortunately, he did not forget that when he first created this character, the system gave him a complete setting—he was not the biological child of his parents.

 So, in this world, his surname should have been Fang, but after leaving Nanshui Town, he changed his surname to suit the name "Yu Xing".

 But, why...Fang again?

 In some deductions that require playing a certain role, the system seems to be very keen to associate him with the surname Fang, such as Fang Xiaoyu in the Island of the Dead Rookie Competition, Fang Fu in the Parallel Line of Death live broadcast...

Even if Yu Xing wants to convince himself that this is a coincidence, it is unlikely.

 Is there any necessary connection between this and him?

 Various possibilities were displayed in his mind in an instant. Yu Xing listed it as a doubt and continued very naturally: "Why are the contacts broken? Aren't you friends?"

"Your dad's health has not been very good in the past two years. He rarely goes out. He always stays in the house and has no contact with others." The stall owner shrugged. "It's probably because he is unable to do what he wants. He has many old illnesses from his youth. There are so many of them, they all come to your door when you get old.”

"There are still rumors in the town that it was your stepmother who abused him and failed to take good care of him. Of course, this kind of rumor is not credible. Just like when you went out, there were rumors in the town that it was because your family members were not good to you. The one who escaped. ” ˆ ˆ ˆ “...Oh~” There is also a stepmother.

Yu Xing took another bite of noodles.

The stall owner didn't realize that his attitude was wrong: "So, it's all rumors, right? Some people even talk nonsense, so don't worry about it. You just come back from this trip, so go home and take a look."

Yu Xing thought, it was not certain whether it was a rumor or not.

Yu Xing’s understanding of the role of the investigator is limited. Only when performing deduction tasks can he get a glimpse of the character’s life trajectory from the few words given by the system.

He only knows that this character is a painter, who has gained a certain reputation in the circle on his own, and can be considered a successful person.

 But as a child?

The system never mentioned it, and the initial setting only said that he was not a biological child, and accidentally learned of the terrible conspiracy in his family, so he learned many survival skills by himself, and finally left home.

However, even from the systematic description of the task, we can know that the home of the painter "San" is by no means a happy and happy family, it is obviously weird as hell.

The stall owner was chattering and suddenly asked: "Xiao Xing, are you still going home this time?"

Yu was stunned for a moment, but for some reason he didn't want to tell the truth. He simply gave an ambiguous answer: "I don't know, it depends on the situation."

The stall owner's smile did not change, and he began to act as a lobbyist for the "Fang family": "I'm not telling you, but actually your family misses you. I saw your brother and your sister-in-law buying vegetables at the market a while ago, right? I've been staring at potatoes for a long time. Don't you like potatoes the most? I think they miss each other after seeing things..."

 Yu Xing: “…” No, not at all, I think they are just thinking about which potato to buy.

“Don’t leave when you come back this time. The whole family should be together. Whatever grudges you have had in your heart for so long should be eliminated.”

"Brother Fang is not bad to you, is he? Although he may have been a little harsh to you when he was a child, he disciplines you for your own good. Even if he gets angry and hits you twice, Brother Fang himself will feel bad for him." The stall owner started to sound reasonable, but Yu Xing's polite smile faded.

 It turns out that San’s father still beats him.

Judging from the attitude of this stall owner who is a fanatical fan of Mr. Fang, how can he be so crooked as he talks? He actually admits that he was "a bit fierce" and "slap you twice" in this matter. Look. The attack was not as fierce as usual, and the beating was not as ruthless.

At Yu Xing's current level, even this small hint is enough for him to instantly determine his position.

 Also, know how to play this role better.

"You want to say that if you hit me, it will hurt his heart?" Yu Xing asked with a half-smile as he completely lost his appetite for the bowl of noodles in front of him.

The stall owner said matter-of-factly: "Of course, every time I hit Brother Fang, it hurts more than you! He is your father!"

"That's weird. He hit me, and it was me who was torn, bleeding, and injured. How could he be in more pain than me?" Yu Xing put down his chopsticks and said in a faint tone, "He is now Isn’t he about to die from a heart attack? If his heart is fine, I don’t agree that he is in more pain than me.”

“Oh, why do you kid talk like this? He is your dad after all...”

"Uncle, just because I'm being polite to you doesn't mean that you can really talk to me as an elder." Yu Xing sneered, and the aura that had been restrained spread quietly, and the eyes behind the lenses revealed his nakedness. Ice cold.

 (End of this chapter)