Zhou Lin

Chapter 101 “Consensus”

"Oh? How can you see it?" Lance asked knowingly, but he still had a mysterious look on his face, making it difficult to understand.

"So far..." Sakaki replied in an orderly manner, "Basically all of your predictions about things that have not happened have come true, and they have also played a role in promoting the progress of several agendas. Although your predictions The behavior was either disguised as a joke, or implemented in the form of innuendo... But in the eyes of a gambler like me, this level of tricks can't hide the essence at all.

"In fact, in this 'trial', every word that each of you said, as well as the reactions of everyone else around you when you spoke...from expressions, micro-expressions, to language, body language, and even habitual Small movements, etc., I observed all the details and wrote them down.

"Even if the two anomalies I just mentioned about you can be explained by... your reasoning ability is outstanding, and your ability to 'lead rhythm' is also very strong; then there is another very crucial point, that is, 'every time you How do you explain the fact that all of the comments you made this time that sound like trash talk but actually mean something actually point to some kind of fact?"

When he said this, he paused for a few seconds, scanned the entire table again, and then rested his gaze on Lance's face again: "Yes, when you said 'you are very optimistic about me' just now, I started to I knew from your sinister expression and tone that 'you have seen through my lies about the gambling game', but because no one had spoken at that time, I didn't respond to you further. I could only pretend not to understand, so as not to reveal myself by saying too much. .”

"Yes." Lance nodded, still with a calm and sinister smile on his face, "Then you have made this matter clear now, presumably to illustrate a certain point."

"Yes." Sakaki continued, "After all, the goal of the gambling game I am taking now is not to 'find the accomplices of the organizer', but to find 'the undercover sent by a certain organization'; what I just said , mainly to increase the credibility of what I am going to say next..."

Finally, he turned his face to Juror No. 1 next to him - Sui Bian, who was disguised as Yan Wushang.

"Based on what No. 2 said to you just now, and what I've observed about you in the past hour or so since you walked into this room..." Sakaki said in a decisive tone, "I'm 90% sure. It is certain that you are an undercover agent. Moreover, you are also a shape-shifter, so it can be inferred... that you are most likely not the real 'Yan Wushang'."

When the words fell, there was silence in the room.

The jurors, who had their own ulterior motives, all focused their attention on Sui Bian.

"You've already mentioned this..." Now that things have happened, Sui Bian is no longer panicked. He looks at Sakaki calmly and responds, "If I simply deny it, it will look a little feeble. , but I really can’t say as much truthfully as you can…” He paused, “So, in my opinion… we’d better let the results speak for themselves; if you win the bet, then on the phone That 'he' will show up in person to give you an explanation, right? Then let's just wait and wait until 'he' comes. And if 'he' doesn't come... it proves that you lost, proves that you The inference is wrong."

This is his typical delaying strategy, indeed... it is also the most correct approach at this stage.

Sui Bian's idea is: as long as "he" doesn't show up for one second, he can delay it for "one more second". Even if "he" does show up, in the end... most of the people in this room are still neutral. Yes, they are not members of the Anti-Cross and have no reason to help "him", so they have every chance to kill "him" through a surprise attack.

"Delaying time is certainly a good idea..." At this time, Juror No. 8 suddenly spoke, "But unfortunately, the 'him' you mentioned is already sitting here."

While he was talking, he was still holding his cell phone and sending messages with his head down.

Almost at the same second that his voice sounded, everyone else present except Anshui felt an abrupt change. A second later, the same question suddenly appeared in their minds - is this guy? When did you sit there?

"It's you!" After a few seconds, Che Wuchen directly recognized No. 8.

"Yes, that's me." At this time, No. 8, that is... Zi Lin, answered leisurely, "If you want to ask... why you didn't realize that No. 8 was me just now, then I can Let me tell you... before entering this room, I had an ability user perform some kind of 'elimination' ability on me." As he spoke, he picked up the phone in his hand and shook it twice, " It wasn't until ten seconds ago that I sent a message asking her to remove her ability that you noticed my existence."

"Haha... In addition to memory adjustment, is there such a method..." The doctor heard this and sneered.

Zi Lin did not answer the doctor's words and just said to himself: "By the way, there are actually clues about the identity of the ability user and the effect of the ability in the document that Agent Che read not long ago... But whether you can interpret it, or how much you can interpret it... depends on each person."

"Wait a minute..." At this time, Sui Bian looked at Zi Lin and said seriously, "Brother, I don't care how you eliminated your sense of existence before. I just want to ask, do you mean now... you are That 'him' who has been giving us orders from secret?"

"Yes." Zi Lin replied in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Ha! What a joke." Sui Bian didn't believe it, "How did you make a phone call in this room at the same time..."

"That's a phone recording." Zi Lin interrupted before the other party finished asking, "I have already recorded several recordings in advance. I can just use the phone in my hand to dial the phone on the table, and then press the button. It’s played, of course… there’s no sound coming from my own phone.”

"It's ridiculous, why don't we watch if you call..." Sui Bian just wanted to further deny the other party, but he realized something in the middle of the sentence and swallowed the second half of the sentence.

"Ha... you have thought of it, haven't you?" Zi Lin leaned back in his chair, "Yes, I have been playing with my phone for more than an hour, but under the influence of the supernatural power, you have completely ignored me What are you doing? Even if I squat on a chair and pick my nose for an hour, you guys won’t take it seriously." He tilted his head and looked at the people around him, "Besides, you should all know, Before entering this room, all your belongings have been 'cleaned'. Except for the I-PEN I gave you, all other electronic products have been taken away... And what I have in my hand Holding a 'mobile phone' is already an anomaly."

"Humph..." Sui Bian frowned and muttered in a low voice, "Even if the mobile phone incident can be explained by the ability to 'eliminate the sense of existence', you are not afraid of 'using pre-recorded phone recordings to control the situation' Something went wrong?"

"It is possible." Zi Lin replied, "But judging from the actual process...that didn't happen, right?" He said, slowly stood up from his seat, and fixed his gaze on Sui Bian said, "Because...you, the 'first person to answer the phone', have to cooperate with me very much."

Zi Lin walked along the wall and began to walk around the table, and said in a calm tone: "When you first picked up the phone receiver and heard the recording I made in advance, you did not do any resistance or radical behavior. , you just chose to listen to the recording silently...you neither interrupted me nor raised any questions.

"As for No. 2 who answered the phone after you, it goes without saying that he is the same as me. When the second call came and you heard the words 'Let No. 2 answer the phone', you didn't do anything. I gave him the phone hesitantly, and he...naturally would not refuse, delay or interrupt my recording...

“In this way, this process between the two of you has become a fixed ‘pattern’, affecting everyone who answers the phone in the future.

"All in all, in the final analysis...it was you, the 'undercover', who felt guilty and didn't dare to mess around, which made our drama progress so smoothly."

At this point, Zi Lin had already walked behind Sui Bian and held the back of Sui Bian's chair with both hands.

At this moment, Sui Bian still had a calm expression on his face, but his back was already soaked with cold sweat; adrenaline was rushing through his veins, and he was ready to take action at any moment. Preparation for a fatal blow.

Zi Lin, however, looked completely defenseless.

He slowly leaned over, and with an elegant movement like a lady, he put his head to Sui Bian's head, and whispered in his ear: "Counselor Sui, before you came in, did you feel something strange about your body?" ?”

When he heard the words "Sui Staff Officer", Sui Bian knew that his identity had been completely exposed...even the position he held under Juizun was known to the other party.

In the blink of an eye, a chill rose from his heart, making his hair stand up and his scalp numb.

"You...what did you do to me?" Sui Bian was no longer concerned about the mission, but his own safety.

It is a lie to say that he is not afraid of death, but Sui Bian's attitude when facing death should be more calm than that of most ordinary people; but... what he is facing now may not be simple death. But something more terrifying than "death".

"Why do you think 'I' did something to you?" Zi Lin straightened up, left seat No. 1, and took two steps, "The person who tore you apart 'last time' was clearly No. 9 ?"

"'Last time'?" Sui Bian did not fully understand the meaning of this sentence.

"What are you talking about? Why don't I remember that I have done anything to him?" Fang Xiangqi also looked puzzled.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, an unexpected person took over the conversation.

"Because you really didn't make a move against him during 'this' trial." Jack continued with his almost cold expression.

"Huh?" Before he finished speaking, Li Xiaofan heard some clues. He immediately said to Jack, "Isn't this right..." He glanced at Uncle Xue as he spoke, "Didn't No. 7 say that he only went back in time once?" , and the difference between that time and this time is just that No. 10 was killed by you on that timeline?"

"So No. 7 lied?" Meng Zhenhan also asked following these words.

"No, he didn't lie," Jack replied, "He just 'didn't remember'."

At this moment, Uncle Xue's expression became confused and solemn. He looked at Jack and said, "What do you know?"

"I don't know much more information than you, but..." Jack said, taking out his I-PEN and opening the document he had read before, "You haven't seen this paragraph, nor have you seen it. The words I didn’t hear reminded me of some possibilities.”

What he said was exactly [Mr. Anderson, as you narrate the following document, you may discover something, but please do not stop narrating it and attack other jurors; At the moment when you intend to attack, please think about whether your behavior is meaningful and whether it is too late now. I think you will calm down.] This paragraph.

"While I was reading the document, I have been thinking about the meaning of this passage." Jack enlarged and displayed this information to everyone, and continued, "Obviously, what this passage refers to, I will The person who went to attack could only be Yan Wushang, Uncle Xue or Fang Xiangqi, because the incident described in this document only mentioned the three of them, and did not explicitly mention the other people present." He paused for a moment. Seconds later, he said, "Then...who will I attack?"

"At least at that time, Yan Wushang could definitely be ruled out. I had no interaction with him, and his ability would not pose any threat to me.

"As for Fang Xiangqi... I have to guard against his rampage, but before reading the document, I had already tripped him and caused a nosebleed. In that case, he didn't go rampage, which shows that he still has a lot of restraint. Strong, launching a real attack on him will make him go berserk.

"Then...the only possibility left is Uncle Xue.

"His time retrieval ability is indeed very difficult, and there is a certain restraint relationship with my ability, but this is not the reason for me to attack him; the decisive reason is hidden in the second half of the message, The phrase 'Is it too late now?' is a subtle reminder...

"I gradually thought that...perhaps, the trial I am going through has also gone through several flashbacks.

"In that case, killing Uncle Xue will undoubtedly be a shortcut to prevent more 'reincarnations'."

When he said this, everyone basically understood the logical relationship.

"But you still didn't kill me after all." Uncle Xue looked at Jack and said.

"Yes." Jack responded, "Actually, it's not that I don't want to kill, I'm just doubting whether I can kill you... So, as soon as I finished reading the document, I asked you - 'Have I tried to kill you before?' The result ...Although the motivation is different from this time, I have indeed tried it without success, which is in line with the saying, 'Please first consider whether your behavior is meaningful.'"

Jack said, taking out a pack of cigarettes from his jacket pocket, holding one in his mouth, lighting a fire, and took a puff before saying: "Fuck - then you told us that this was the first time you had ever experienced. trial', and you only conducted a 'short retracement', the purpose was to save No. 10's life... As far as I can judge, you did not lie at the time, but... sometimes, even if the person involved thought he was telling the truth , what he said may not be the truth..."

"Understood." Uncle Xue continued, "Right now, what No. 8 said and No. 10's inference about 'memory adjustment' have made you sure... there is definitely more than one 'backtracking', but my backtracking ability The user himself can only remember 'once'."

Snap—pop—pop—

After Uncle Xue finished speaking, Lance immediately applauded the two of them.

"As expected of a person with time abilities, when thinking about the layout in this area, his thinking is faster than others." Lance clapped his hands and said with a smile, "What? Don't look at me with that look... You and I Similarly, he participated under the premise of repeatedly having his memory erased and being recalled repeatedly... There is only one person in this room at the moment whose memory will neither be adjusted nor affected by the retrospective..."

Although Lance did not clearly identify that person as Zi Lin, his eyes that seemed to turn into arrows had already betrayed his companions.

"So..." At this time, Solid suddenly spoke and asked a very pragmatic question, "Juror No. 8... can you tell us, how many times is this trial?"

"This is the sixth time." Zi Lin replied, "The previous five times all ended in fighting or retracement. The details are quite tragic and I won't describe them one by one... Fortunately, the 'space' we are in cannot be relied upon. The ability to trace back is used to escape, otherwise we would have to find and adjust Uncle Xue's memory every time he uses his ability to escape..." He walked slowly at the edge of the room, behind the jurors, and said as he walked, "Other processes are not troublesome. It is very easy to recover and reorganize the corpse in this space, just like picking up the scattered building blocks... After you have done it, you can adjust the memory and start a new trial.

"As I said at the beginning...we are here today to 'reach a consensus' on something; and before that, no one can leave, even if it means death."

When he finished speaking, he happened to circle back behind Sui Bian.

This time, he tilted his body playfully towards the table, looked at Sui Bian sideways and said: "To sum up, Staff Sui, you should have realized... At this moment, it is not more than an hour before midnight... ...In fact, it's almost dawn now." He stood up straight again, put his hands in his pockets, and continued in a relaxed tone, "Your accomplices will not come, they have been there since about one o'clock in the morning. Retreat, I can understand your feeling of stalling for time, but I still have to tell you...I'm sorry."

Sui Bian's psychological defense finally collapsed completely, his last glimmer of hope was extinguished, and his desire to resist... had dissipated a few minutes ago.

"What do you want?" Sui Bian asked this question in a breathless state, as if he was out of strength.

"Aren't you known as an 'imitator'?" Zi Lin's voice suddenly turned cold, "Since you have taken this seat instead of my guest today, then be aware... and play your role to the end."

When Sui Bian heard this, he hesitated with a deep frown for a few seconds, and then placed his trembling right hand on the table.

"guilty."

This is his answer.

It was a kind of surrender, and it was also the truth he realized in these few seconds.

"I vote guilty, too." After a moment, Sakaki also put his hand up, raised his head, looked at Zi Lin behind him and said, "Don't ask me why, gamblers don't answer questions like this."

"Ha...it's okay, I didn't plan to ask." Zi Lin smiled and continued, "Because..." As he spoke, he took another step and looked at everyone present one by one. A brief encounter, “…each one of us is guilty.”

"The beliefs we humans follow, the systems we establish, the history we write...everything is filled with sin.

"As you gather under the banner of the Counter Cross today, the first thing you must recognize is this...

“After all, it’s the basis of everything.

"Of course, I can see that not everyone understands the meaning of their choice to be guilty; even those who think they understand may have completely different understandings.

“But it doesn’t matter…as long as you vote guilty, you’re both right.

"Walking on this correct path, sooner or later, you will eventually find...the truth that belongs to you."

After saying this, he happened to walk behind Jack, who did not look back, but gently raised his hand to stop him.

"Are you saying...you want to be the leader of all of us here?" Jack asked in a deep voice.

"It's not 'want to be'..." Zi Lin patted Jack's shoulder, leaned over and whispered, "Even if I don't want to... I already am."

"Brother, I don't even know you." Sakaki now crossed his legs and changed his sitting posture to a businessman's, "Why don't you sign your name to me first?"

"Ha... ok." Zi Lin smiled, raised his voice slightly, and said to the twelve people at the table, "Although after the influence of 'memory adjustment' is eliminated, some of you will naturally think of me. However, here... I might as well say it again..." He returned to his original seat and sat down, putting his elbows on the table, interlacing his fingers and placing them in front of his nose, and then said, " My name is Zi Lin, the son of the emperor, the king of the emperor."

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