Absurd Deduction Game

Yu Xing waited in the medicine garden for a while and finally got Ren Yi out.

The other party obviously felt much better after washing up. Even his steps were brisk. His long hair was still half wet. He took a towel and wiped it while walking towards Yu Xing.

"The ancients were really troublesome." Before Yu Xing could speak, Ren Yi couldn't help but sigh.

He didn't even bother to cut his hair at the institute, and had to be urged by Zeng Lai. Unexpectedly, he had to wait for long hair after entering the deduction, which was really annoying.

"Uh-huh." Yu Xing was noncommittal. When he woke up, his hair was dry, and the considerate vice-captain had already solved all unnecessary troubles for him.

 “Where shall we wait?” Ren Yi asked.

Although there was no mention of alliance, with things developing to this point, cooperation is already a certainty.

"Let's go to the West Market." Yu Xing shared the information he just got from the two apprentices: "Master Feng will hold a birthday party in three days. It is said that many businessmen in the West Market have received invitations. Let's go and see these businessman's situation."

"That's it. It sounds like Master Feng's birthday banquet is a major event that affects the entire Fengtou Town." Ren Yi thought for a moment, "Our mission to find the witch is also for three days. There should be an unknown connection among them. We can indeed make this matter Use it as a breakthrough.”

 The two hit it off immediately and set off immediately.

They left through the back door of Baishou Hall and circled back to the street where the front door was, only to discover that the medical center was located in a very prosperous area, with a large restaurant and the mansion of a wealthy businessman not far away.

The door of the medical center is open, and Zhao Mou can be seen sitting in front of the clinic, diagnosing the patient's pulse like a human being.

 “He also has medical skills?” Ren Yi was a little confused.

"...Maybe he knows a little bit about it." Yu Xing tilted his head. In terms of medical skills, Zhao Mou must be a novice, but it does not rule out that he has some knowledge in this area. As long as there are no patients with too complicated diseases, he can support it. You should be able to do it without revealing anything for two or three days.

As long as the identity of "Doctor Zhao" is stable, Baishou Hall can become a stronghold for the deducers, and it will definitely be much safer than the Song Dynasty Zhao Mansion.

The two chatted in low voices and quickly left the door of the medical center, which was filled with the smell of medicine and depression.

 Ancient cities were generally smaller than modern ones, and the Western Market was only a few streets away.

Soon, the two of them stepped into the West City and instantly felt the commercial atmosphere that was different from other places.

Large and small lanterns are hung in front of the distinctive shops, and the pedestrians are mixed, both male and female. Except for a few young people dressed in luxurious clothes, most of them are ordinary people dressed in simple clothes. It is hard to tell what they do.

A middle-aged man seemed to have just finished his work for the day. He stopped in front of the pastry shop with a smile on his face. Yu Xing listened casually. The man asked for "the same old thing", and the shopkeeper immediately packed a few pieces of osmanthus cake and water chestnut cake. He smiled. He is so kind to his wife that he brings cakes home every week.

On the other side, several beggars were lying in the corner, fighting over a piece of bread. The bread rolled on the ground several times, and was finally torn into several pieces by the beggars.

The shopkeeper of the ready-made garment shop had nothing to do. He moved a small stool and sat in front of the shop to bask in the sun, chatting with the carpenter next door.

 Everything that caught my eye seemed so normal that it was almost a little abnormal.

Yu Xing turned around a few times and locked several targets.

His height is also very eye-catching. Unlike Nie Lang, he can make himself look friendly and polite as long as he wants. When others see him, they will only sigh, "What a handsome man, I don't know where he came from?" It’s not “hell, this guy wouldn’t smash up my shop.”

 So, although many people noticed him, he did not cause much alarm.

 He therefore found out about several people related to "Master Feng's birthday".

The first is the restaurant manager. When several people in the restaurant talked about birthdays, the manager boasted proudly: "My boss also received the invitation and prepared birthday gifts two weeks in advance!"

Next was the owner of the **** shop. The middle-aged owner with a big belly probably came to the store to check the accounts. After the shopkeeper handed him the account book, the middle-aged owner was not in a hurry to check. Instead, he looked at an antique vase in the store and murmured: "The birthday gift I originally prepared was a bit cheap, but the newly received vase is quite good. I have to change the gift list."

 Such as this, there were as many as five that Yu Xing overheard.

Ren Yi finished walking alone from the end of the street, and after meeting Yu Xing, he confirmed: "This place looks fine on the surface, but in fact it is very strange. These people, especially the wealthy businessmen, seem to have an excessive respect for Master Feng. I just saw a man who spent all his wealth to gain a good reputation as a master. He was simply fanatical."

"Yes." Yu Xing's eyes flashed with interest, he aimed at the restaurant, pulled Ren Yi in and went in.

He was holding a bag of broken silver in his arms - this was the money that the **** chief carried with him, no more or less, but more than enough for a few good meals.

As soon as he walked into the restaurant, the clever waiter shouted loudly: "Two guests! Let's have something to eat!"

He is what Yu Xing wants. This waiter is too cheerful and talkative. He can chat with the guests at any table, and he must be able to pry out some clues.

　　After ordering a few reasonably priced dishes, Yu Xing pretended to be idle and pretended to accidentally overhear the discussion about Mr. Feng’s birthday at the next table, and then looked at him curiously.

“Xiaoer, what is this birthday they are talking about? I and my friend have just traveled here and have heard about it from many people. Could it be that everyone in the city wants to participate in this birthday?”

When the waiter heard this, he became interested: "Sir, you have asked the right person. Although this birthday is Mr. Feng's own business, there are many people who care about it! Mr. Feng will give gifts to everyone in the city every year on his birthday. Posts submitted by big investors have nothing to do with us ordinary people, and they can’t stand up to everyone’s enthusiasm.”

He wiped his hands on the towel on his shoulder, and Yu Xing put a small piece of silver on the table at the right time. The waiter immediately put a smile on his face and put the silver away smoothly.

“It’s a big deal to talk about this Mr. Feng. We are in Fengtou Town. We used to have floods all the time. Small disasters occurred in three years and major disasters occurred in five years. Many people died.”

"About six years ago, Mr. Feng and his family moved here. It happened to be a flood that never happened in a century. Guess what, there was a powerful person among the people Mr. Feng brought. He was quite mysterious. We all called him him. 'Master Wanban', under Master Feng's instructions, Master Wanban just held back the flood!"

Yu Xing and Ren Yi looked at each other.

 They unlocked a new character - the "Master of all kinds" whom Mr. Feng knew.

Ren Yi, who is also a master, interjected at the right time: "What is 'holding back the flood'?"

"At that time, the water was almost flooding into the city. Both the wealthy businessmen and us ordinary people were scared to death! Master Feng stepped forward and went to the bank of Yejiang River with Master Wanban. No one knew what they would do. After a day and a night, the water receded!"

The waiter’s passionate voice also attracted the attention of the guests at the left and right tables, and those guests also chimed in: “Yes, that’s the thing!”

"It seems that the wealthy businessmen knew about the existence of Master Wanban. When the flood came, they jointly prepared a heavy gift and went to Master Feng's mansion to invite him out!"

Being snatched away by the guest, the waiter laughed dryly and immediately added: "Yes, at that time, the rich people didn't want their family fortune to be damaged. They didn't know where they got the news, so they all went out to ask Master Wanban. Fortunately, Please move."

“Master Wanban and Mr. Feng are amazing. Not only did the floods recede, but since then, the Yejiang River has never flooded our Fengtou Town again, and it is still stable today.”

Yu Xing showed an expression of admiration as he suddenly understood: "I see, so to speak, Master Wanban is the great hero who saved the whole city. He is really a strange person. But why do you rarely hear Master Wanban's name after entering the city? Instead, they are all talked about. Where is Mr. Feng’s?”

"Well..." The waiter scratched his head, "Master Wanban once said that his practice needs to be pure, so he doesn't want anyone to talk about him, so we rarely call him by his name. Hehe, this is not for you, guest. Tell me, otherwise I wouldn’t mention the master.”

Probably the money given by Yu Xing was very valuable to the waiter. He thought for a while and then said: "Many people have thought of inviting Master Wanban back home, but Master Wanban is only loyal to Master Feng, so, Anyone who wants to curry favor with Master Feng must first curry favor with Master Feng. No, whenever Master Feng celebrates his birthday, it’s time for you to show off.”

 Common people have no chance to enter the mansion to celebrate birthdays.

But the wealthy businessmen are different. Every year at the birthday party, the wealthy businessmen have to compete for a limited number of famous invitations. Anyone who can enter the house to have a banquet will have the opportunity to meet all kinds of masters. The confusion in life and business can be solved from all kinds of masters. Ask there for clarification.

 In the final analysis, Mr. Feng is just a name.

 The people that the wealthy businessmen in the city fawned over and respected were actually the masters of all kinds who were hidden under the reputation of Grandpa Feng.

 Over time, Mr. Feng’s reputation became more and more popular, and legends spread among the people.

The common people were naturally aroused to be curious, but most of them only knew one thing but not the other. They also chanted a few words about Feng Laoye, just to join in the fun.

The waiter explained the whole story clearly in a few words, and then another customer entered the restaurant. He smiled and said to Yu Xing: "People from outside don't know about these things, but as for locals, there is no need to talk too much." "I understand, but since you are curious, can I serve you well?"

“Sir, your food will be here soon. I’m going to work first. If you need anything, call me.”

 The waiter disappeared, and the surrounding guests saw that they had nothing to listen to, and all of them withdrew their attention.

Yu Xing chuckled lightly: "This waiter really knows a lot, and on the surface he is a melon-eater, but in fact the emotions he expresses in his words are a bit strange."

"Well, he said that ordinary people don't have the opportunity to enter the mansion to celebrate birthdays. Even wealthy businessmen have to prepare expensive gifts to compete for birthdays. He is saying that Mr. Feng takes the opportunity to make money." Ren Yi took a sip of the hot drink just served by the waiter. Tea, said expressionlessly, "It's a bit interesting."

"It is a legend that an expert can control floods. Regardless of whether it is true or not, it is a sure thing that he takes advantage of the opportunity to make money. If we are really tourists and listen to his words, I am afraid we will only give three points to the achievements of Master Feng and the master, but on the contrary, we will be arrogant to them." He is angry with the methods of making money."

Yu Xing tapped his fingers casually on the table, and put his high ponytail loosely on his shoulders: "Then do you think the waiter's attitude represents personal selfishness, or is it the truth that the ordinary people of Fengtou Town have suppressed for a long time?"

"Maybe it's both?" Ren Yidao said, "There is not enough data, so I don't want to jump to conclusions."

 They pried out information about an important character, and the barrage in the live broadcast room began to be analyzed.

I smell a conspiracy. Could it be that the person who can make the characters of the deducers coma and send them to the stage world is Master Wanban? 】

[I also feel that Master Wanban retreated from the flood six years ago and used human power to interfere with the laws of nature. Someone must suffer. Think back to the situation under the Yejiang River in the stage world. There are so many water ghosts and so many people died...I I started to be afraid of my brothers. 】

　　【Not necessarily. Could it be that the waiter is interfering with the deducer's sight? 】

　　What if he deliberately made Grandpa Feng and Master Wanban look like people who only care about money, to make the deducers suspicious? In fact, Master Wanban has survived the flood. This is not the most straightforward reminder that Master Wanban can help the deducers resist Jiang evil. 】

　　【It's also possible, but no one objects to the fact that Master Wanban plays an important role, right? It was only the afternoon of the first day, and in the remaining two days, Yu Xing and the others would definitely be able to find out more. ] ˆ ˆ After that, Yu Xing and Ren Yi had a meal honestly.

To be honest, the food in this restaurant is mediocre, but it’s good to be able to eat with peace of mind during the game without worrying about the eyeballs, hair, etc. of the ingredients.

 After leaving the restaurant, it was already dark.

The ancients worked at sunrise and rested at sunset. As soon as it got dark, people from all walks of life who had been busy for most of the day were planning to go home, or were already on their way home. The number of people on the street temporarily increased, and then Rapid depression.

There is no evening meeting today, so Yu Xing plans to go to Song Mansion first and then find an inn to stay.

 After all, they can't really sleep on the bed in the hospital.

 “Are you going to find Zhao Yijiu?” Ren Yi noticed his movement.

"Well, we learned about Master Wanban's situation here, and they might have discovered something over there." Yu Xing didn't trust the Song Mansion very much, because the Song Mansion was obviously among the wealthy businessmen, and the master of the Song Mansion was also attracted to Master Wanban. .

If Zhao Yijiu and Zhao Ruru wanted to stay in the Song Mansion, he felt that he had to remind each other.

The rich people in Fengtou Town have more or less had contact with Master Wanban. If Master Wanban really exists behind the scenes, then the rich people may already be at risk of being controlled when they ask Master Wanban questions and seek guidance from the other party.

"I won't go. I'll go to the inn first and book a room for you." Ren Yi obviously had his own plan.

So the two parted ways here and made an appointment to meet again at the inn.

There are more than one inn in Fengtou Town. The one Ren Yi wants to go to is the one where Quinn and Luo Xianfeng are staying. In the past few days, they must exchange clues as frequently as possible and strengthen contact, otherwise they will be defeated by the people behind the scenes. Opportunity.

"Okay." Yu Xing agreed, and he was more careful, "If I don't plan to go back to the inn tonight, I will come and tell you."

 After regaining his ability, it was not difficult for him to send a message to someone over a long distance.

 After separation, Yu Xing took a detour to the Song Mansion.

According to an afternoon of inquiring, he knew that the rich man who entrusted him to deliver escorts happened to be neighbors of the Song Dynasty, and they both lived in the east of the city.

The rich man's surname was Zhang, who was in the jade business. He especially had a big mouth, and he smiled when he met everyone, so he was known as "Big Mouth".

Yu Xing planned to sneak into Zhang Dazui's house after seeing Zhao Yi drinking and find the goods transported by the escort.

He still couldn't quite put down the cargo of this **** trip. In the stage world, he was transporting a white moon coffin, and there was no explanation for the white jade doll inside.

Things that are not understood in the stage world will most likely extend to the real world. Maybe what the rich man wants to give away is the white jade coffin?

Thinking like this, Yu Xing has already arrived at Song Mansion.

The towering and heavy door was closed tightly, and the bronze ring with a lion's mouth hung heavily on the door. There were no pedestrians around, so he stood out alone on the street.

 He could not knock on the door.

The people and shops in the West City did not recognize his identity as the **** chief because they had never seen him before. However, the Song Mansion and Zhang Dazui were neighbors, and he himself was a wealthy businessman who needed to have both hands and eyes, so it was impossible not to know who he was.

The **** leader came to the Song Mansion for no reason. It was really difficult to find an excuse. If he revealed that he was acquainted with the saint and the dog god, it would bring more attention to those two people.

After thinking about it, Yu Xing decided to use an old method - climbing over the wall.

 The courtyard wall of this ancient building is really easy to open.

It was not completely dark yet, and Yu Xing didn't want to bet that there would be someone around here who was just staring at the street in a daze, and would notice what he was doing.

He turned to the nearest alley to lie down. He thought there was no one in the alley, but as soon as he turned in, he found an old beggar with a gray beard squatting in the alley.

Yu Xing paused in his steps and felt a shiver in his heart.

 He didn’t discover this old beggar in advance!

 As a deducer with all five senses enhanced, he did not hear the beggar’s breathing or heartbeat at all, nor did he sense the unique aura of a living person or ghost from the other person.

There is something wrong with this old beggar—

"hey-hey."

 Seeing him stop where he was, the old beggar with a white beard and his head buried in his knees suddenly burst out into strange laughter.

The beggar was dirty and exuded an unpleasant smell. But before seeing the beggar, Yu Xing's sense of smell seemed to have failed.

 “Why are you still hanging out?”

The old beggar's voice was as hoarse as glass, and coupled with his weird smile, it made people's hair stand on end and was even more horrifying.

The other person’s hair was gray and disheveled, curled and knotted because it had not been washed for too long.

 A cloudy eye with a deep socket protruded from the gap in the hair, staring at Yu Xing faintly.

 Fortunately, Yu Xing was not an ordinary person, and it was impossible for him to be frightened. After the initial surprise, he became interested and walked towards the old beggar.

 “What do you mean? Is there a curfew in this city?”

Even if there is a curfew, it is not completely dark now, so it is too early.

 “Oh?” The old beggar uttered a confused monosyllable.

 “Ah...you are not from here.”

The old beggar was talking to himself, but he immediately guessed that Yu Xing was from another place. He shook his head, his skinny body moved, and he let out a gloating laugh.

"hey-hey."

 “What’s going to happen to the little kid from outside!”

Yu was fortunate that he had never been called a kid in a hundred years. He also laughed and acted very calmly: "What do you mean, please enlighten me, sir."

 “Old Sir…Old Sir?” The old beggar laughed louder, as if he found this title very funny.

 But after he finished laughing, he found that Yu Xing was still standing there, not getting angry or looking at him like a madman, and then left with fear and bad luck.

 It’s hard to say whether it was because he lost interest or something else, but the old beggar put out the fire for a while.

He muttered a few times, lowered his voice nervously, and said in an angry voice: "Quickly find a place to hide."

 “Hide?” Yu Xing also asked softly in cooperation.

"Find a square cage and hide yourself!" the old beggar said mysteriously, "Don't light the lamp, don't shine your own shadow. If someone knocks on the wall, don't answer!"

 A boxy cage?

Yu Xing understood immediately that the beggar was talking about the room.

Because the beggar does not have a square room to live in, he does not think of the room as a home, but only calls it a cage.

 It’s a little strange just not being able to light the lamp.

 What's more, someone knocks on the wall?

 What will knock on people’s walls after darkness falls? Such a ghost would actually appear in Fengtou Town at night?

Darkness is encroaching on the sky at an extremely fast speed.

Yu Xing also realized that something was wrong with the situation. When they woke up, it was daytime, and the town of Fengtou was peaceful, so they acquiesced that there should be no problems in the entire town itself.

 There is another situation -

Day and night correspond to completely different Fengtou Town!

This kind of setting is not uncommon, but there are already a lot of secrets in the town, and the system has not prompted this at all, so people naturally ignore the danger.

Yu Xing’s eyes flashed.

I'm afraid that most of the deducers have plans to sneak into a resident's home after nightfall to gather information. If this happens, everything will be ruined.

"Find a place to hide quickly. If you don't hide it, it will be too late!" The beggar said and laughed again, a little crazy.

Yu Xing asked: "What about you?"

 “Me?” the beggar grinned, “Don’t worry about old bones, get out of here!”

Seeing the sky getting dark at an alarming speed, Yu Xing knew that he couldn't ask anything for the time being, so he nodded to the beggar, turned around and left.

 Originally, they should have known this information from the beggar earlier—if Cheng Yiju had been there.

 (End of this chapter)