Incredible Games [Unlimited]

Chapter 112

Everyone knows that the information card is the primary target of the evil ghost's dream kill. Dare to expose the card on the first day. Such an arrogant behavior is really unheard of.

Amidst the sighs, someone said displeasedly: "Are you sure you can delay Dream Killing? The information bit is not just your own life. You can't even leave your last words, aren't you making others blind?"

The man with the flame pattern in position [-] was accused, but he didn't respond or defend himself. He put his hands in his trouser pockets, whistled leisurely, and looked at the information on the light belt one by one.

Meng Fuyou didn't have any objection to this behavior, and she just looked up at the information. Lu Mingyan took the No. 11 bell ringer, and Nan Jingcheng was the No. [-] gardener.

No. [-] astrologer, first night information, no evil spirits on the second and third.

The bell ringer on the [-]nd, and the wizard between the [-]th and [-]th.

Number three holy gun.

Believers in the fourth position.

For the sympathizer in the fifth position, there are no fierce cards in the four and six left and right of the first night's information.

Meng Fuyou continued to walk forward, and saw that the sixth position was a thief card, and the information on the first night was that there was only one hidden card in this field.

The seventh position is a wizard, and when he walked back to the light belt of the eighth position, Meng Fuyou slightly raised his eyebrows, and the eighth position reported himself as a sympathizer, and the first night's information was about seven or nine out of one evil .

Lu Mingyan touched his chin: "It's a collision, double empathy."

This is not an uncommon thing in castle games. Meng Fuyou folded her arms around her chest. She just took a step forward when her eyes fell on the light belt in position nine, and she stopped involuntarily, revealing a Meaningful expression.

Because the ninth position is another empathizer, the third empathy card in this field.

"What the hell, [-], three sympathizers? This is really interesting, the scene of a serial car accident, hehe." The man with short hair with yellow steel pins touched his prickly hair and said with a smile.

Only this mechanism of releasing information at a unified time can produce such a lively car.

Meng Fuyou then looked back at the remaining cards. The inventor was written on the number ten, and the first night's information found that the evil spirit was on the right half, in the six cards No. 11 to No. [-].

NO.11 is Nan Jingcheng's gardener card, and the information on the first night is that there is no consecutive number of fierce cards in this game.

NO.12 is Meng Fuyou's own guardian, and NO.13 is the priest card.

After reading the information, Lu Mingyan and Nan Jingcheng came over to meet. Lu Mingyan was amazed: "The ninth floor is really extraordinary. Once you come up, you will get three pieces of empathy. See you soon."

Meng Fuyou glanced at him: "Aren't you afraid of being deceived by evil ghosts if you expose yourself to the ninth floor like this?"

Although everyone is now basically scattered, there is only such a big place in total, and those who have the courage to go up to the ninth floor are the twice-cooked meat that has been cycled on the eighth floor many times. There are all kinds of eavesdropping methods. If you speak out, be prepared to be overheard.

Lu Mingyan's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly showed his muscles and steel bones, slapped his biceps loudly, and then deliberately explained: "Then I'm so powerful, and I'm not so easy to tease."

Meng Fuyou raised the corners of her lips and gave a chuckle.

After pondering for a while, Lu Mingyan stroked his chin and expressed his thoughts: "The information given by the thief is only one hidden card. Currently, there is only one inventor, and the configuration can be matched. There should be no pastry chef in the evil card. With such a collision, I’m afraid there is no double-sided mirror, so the configuration of the fierce cards is only the dead ghost and the poisonous snake?”

Meng Fuyou shook his head and said: "Not necessarily. After all, even if you open the eye of the sky, you can't predict what cards the knight will play. It's normal to collide with cards. I don't think the double-sided mirror can be ruled out for the time being."

Lu Mingyan: "That's true, and we have to guard against whether there will be a doctor hiding the card. In fact, the real hidden card configuration is three hidden drunkards... the head is so big."

Nan Jingcheng said lightly: "Actually, the information given by these three empaths is very interesting. Report zero on the fifth, one bad on the eighth, and two bad on the ninth."

"Well, so if there is a fierce card among the three sympathizers, I think number five can be ruled out first." Meng Fuyou nodded in agreement, took his words and continued: "No. five reports zero, if it is The vicious spirit deck, unless his teammates are sitting on both sides, is too cowardly, but on the other hand, if you are really cowardly like this, you will not recognize empathy, and the news you gave is that there is no fierce The number five can basically rule out the possibility of a fierce card."

"That's right, that's what it means." Nan Jingcheng nodded, "And number four and six around number five are believers and thieves respectively. The configuration of information hidden cards given by the thief can be matched temporarily, but believers are not very easy to wear. identity."

Since there is no problem with the thief's information, there is no possibility that Wuliu is a fierce teammate. Otherwise, these two fierce cards can really be regarded as silly white sweets among the fierce spirits. The formation of the first night It can be said that the arrangement is sparse.

Meng Fuyou: "Let's go back and look at Eight and Nine. The wizard on Number Seven has the identity of the person who rings the bell. The two cards Eight and Nine can be regarded as mutual references. Home, the information given is that there are evil spirits in the six cards numbered eleven to three."

Meng Fuyou silenced as she spoke, and only glanced at the two men opposite. The following content involved the location of the number and could not be explained in words, but both of them understood it.

Eleven and Twelve happened to be Nan Jingcheng and Meng Fuyou, and the number two passing over was Lu Mingyan. Three of the six cards were eliminated at once, leaving only No. 13 priest, No. 13 astrologer and No. [-] No. [-] holy gun, and No. [-] astrologer checked that there are no evil ghosts in two or three. If the above information is correct, according to this logic, the evil ghost is the No. [-] priest.

But this theory is based on the fact that the inventor is real and the Nine's empathy information is wrong.

In other words, if the identity of priest NO.13 can be proved, a lot of information can be deduced.

Lu Mingyan scratched the short hair on the back of his head, feeling a little headache, "It would be easy to reason with the open cards, but how can we fix the blind cards, no one can recognize who is who."

Nan Jingcheng asked Meng Fuyou: "Do you think it's possible that the doctor is an alcoholic because the hidden card is hidden?"

Meng Fuyou lightly touched the side of her face with the tip of her tongue, and shook her head, "It's hard to say, tsk, if you can still cheat on someone at the conference table, let's reveal two cards later and see."

There was a rhythmic clapping sound from behind, someone was deliberately trying to attract everyone's attention, "Hey, friends, take a look here."

Meng Fuyou turned his head and looked over. It was the astrologer in position [-]. He was still shirtless, and the flame patterns on his well-developed biceps were flamboyant and casual. They were pulled along with the clapping movements, as if they were real burning flames. Man I glanced at it and saw that it was almost there, and said loudly: "I am an astrologist. Tonight, the evil spirits must choose me first. You don't have to be afraid of dream killing, so I want to ask, is there any small cards that are thrown every day for the first night?" Would you like to reveal your number?"

"Huh? Is there anything?" The man looked around expectantly, from left to right, and from right to left. Everyone's expressions were similarly indifferent. No one wanted to respond, so he had to watch Appearance characteristics slightly point to a few people: "Brother Huangmao? This little sister with a ball head?"

Still no one paid attention to him, the man turned his eyes to the other side, and landed on Meng Fuyou, "This little fox fur sister?"

Meng Fuyou just looked at him expressionlessly, without any intention of speaking.

"Don't be afraid, if you are not a small card, you can expose a card, and I will cover the random scene tasks for you in the next few days, okay? Don't worry, your tail is so cute, I will definitely cover you .”

Lu Mingyan almost couldn't hold back his laughter, it's unbelievable, someone wants to cover him with Sister Meng.

The man is still persevering in his lobbying: "Actually, the more dangerous ones are sympathetic wizards. Add a holy gun, and at most a guardian. There is really no need to hide other small cards so well. I am mainly afraid that the cards will be revealed later." If you can’t find the point, let’s expose two cards first to reduce the probability of mistakes, Miss Fox Mao, what do you say?” He raised his eyebrows at Meng Fu melodiously after speaking, and looked at her expectantly.

Meng Fuyou's mood didn't change a bit, she just stared at him indifferently.

"..." The man in position one pursed his lips, thinking that this young lady only had a cute tail, and her character was not cute at all.

Just when the man in position one thought he couldn't wait for the result, and was about to directly select a lucky audience to reveal the plaque, Meng Fuyou finally spoke slowly.

"Three empaths, no one is going to jump a number?"

It's irrelevant, the number one man who just opened the corner of his mouth shrunk his mouth down again, feeling that he was a little excited in vain.

The attention of all the people present has been paying attention to this side. Although they are separated by distance, they can be regarded as a gathering state, and everyone can hear what they say.

After throwing out this sentence, Meng Fuyou didn't continue talking, and she couldn't point it out, as long as the person involved could understand it in his heart.

Three empaths, one of which must be a knight or a doctor in the deck, trying to deceive the knife of the evil spirit.

But the ID number is not displayed, which means that the fishhook has not been thrown into the water, and the knife is a fart.

Moreover, in Meng Fuyou's eyes, in addition to being really confident in his ability to resist dream killing, the number one man, the astrologer, actually has the possibility of being cheated by a knight or a doctor. Yes, all the information bits who self-reported their families have this kind of suspicion.

And the most important point is that if there is really a doctor who hides the card, there is still a drunkard in the hidden card, and this logic must be cleared first, otherwise it will be too easy to make mistakes later.

No one answered in the field, Meng Fuyou glanced around, nodded, and understood that she still needed a fire, and she still needed to throw a step for this person to let him walk down.

"How about this." Meng Fuyou casually raised her arm to signal, "I'll recognize my number first, I am NO.12, the guardian."

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately became the focus of attention of the audience.

Guardian is also a popular player in Dream Killing, the man in position [-] was petrified on the spot, and he paused for a few seconds before recovering his voice: "No, no, Miss Sister, why are you so sincere... I'm trying to persuade the little card to skip the number! "

"A sympathizer?" Meng Fuyou didn't answer his words, she just looked at the others coaxingly and asked, "How is it? season finale."

Brother Huang Mao frowned and said, "It's unfounded, empathy is very important, so be careful about revealing your account."

"Is it my No. 12 guardian status you mean, or the ability to kill dreams?" Meng Fuyou raised her brows as if she had heard some joke, and sneered as she turned her eyes to the yellow-haired brother, " It doesn’t matter, it’s all easy to do, I’ll be able to prove the number myself by uncovering your card, and I can jump two numbers in just one jump to get more clues, as for dream killing, it’s even easier.”

As soon as her words fell, the golden light around her body began to soar, twisted together, like a dazzling golden ring and golden belt, with Meng Fuyou as the center, suspended at a distance of one meter away, circling at high speed, floating up and down staggered , magnificent and dangerous.

The crowd was silent, and the yellow-haired man choked up in his throat, unable to speak.

It is impossible for there to be so many golden strands. This card must be the coil of the gold card, but the most important thing is the woman's control.

As we all know, the golden wire winding finger is the standard for judging the control of the golden thread. The faster the finger winding speed is, the stronger the shooting force is, and the greater the lethality it can cause, so the winding wire should be the same.

The real horror of the woman in front of her is not how fast the gold thread spins, but that she is not winding her fingers, but the thread is spinning around her body.

There is a world of difference between being able to pick up the water glass with your hands, and lifting the water glass with your fingers.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, he's a big boss." The man in position one was very knowledgeable, and he basically understood the opponent's strength as soon as he saw this scene, and he bowed his hands in a dignified manner like a Jianghu person.

Meng Fuyou's face shone with the golden brilliance of the coiled silk, and the silk thread twisted and twirled, she did it on purpose, and she knew that the effect had been achieved.

"Empathy?" Meng Fuyou urged again, "Do you want me to unveil the number for myself?"

Brother Huang Mao's eyes rolled when he heard this, and he was a little panicked. What the girl said just now was to reveal his card to skip the number.

The man was about to say something more, when he heard a gentle voice say: "No, there is only one chance a day, so save the nomination later, I believe you, I am empathy."

The focus of everyone's sights shifted again, and fell on the owner of the voice.