Thriller Paradise Chapter 318: Invasion of brain cells (25)
Twenty minutes ago...
Holmes walked past Feng Bujue, came to the chair next to the professor, sat down, and put his cigarette case on the table, "How do you infer that the professor has a partner?"
Feng Bujue smiled: "There are six seats here, don't you?"
"That's it?" Moriarty asked.
"Isn't it enough?" Feng Bujue leaned back in his chair, spreading his hands: "Your pursuit of order and precision has already cost energy. How can it appear in your'internal world'? Meaningless things?" He tapped his fingers on the table twice: "Theoretically, if all four of us travellers from other worlds came here, and you counted them, there would be five people in total, so why should there be? The sixth chair? Very simple, because there is another person."
"How do you know that the person at the table must be the professor's partner, not another guest?" Holmes said again.
"Because I guess, the person who came is you." Feng Bujue replied.
"Fur--" Holmes breathed out a smoke ring: "You learned from the magic mirror that the professor is the boss here. After seeing the video, I concluded that the professor and I are in this space. He paused: "I can understand this, but why do you think that I and the professor are partners?"
"He was right." Moriarty continued: "Usually people think that we are unshakable enemies."
"The two of you are dead." Feng Bujue said: "Why don't you say that Dai Tianyi together?"
"Heh...go on." Holmes smiled.
"The relationship of'old enemy' is based on mutual respect and recognition between the two. Therefore, the old enemy... is something you can meet but cannot ask for." Feng Bujue said: "Relatively speaking, friends are here. On the contrary, this kind of relationship is very easy to manage. You only need to understand each other and endure each other’s vices."
Feng Bujue looked at the two people left and right: "The two are enemies, not enemies. Of course, you did have hatred, but after death...then it will cease to exist." He said: " Things in this world are gathered together, leaving aside the identities of criminal consultants and consulting detectives. You are two very similar people, and if conditions permit, the possibility of embarrassment is extremely high."
Moriarty's expression didn't make any waves, he said coldly: "If your words can be a little more elegant, I can't help but applaud for you."
Feng Bujue curled his lips, noncommittal.
"So...how did you push the ‘brain space’ matter?" Holmes said again.
"What the Magic Mirror told me..." Feng Bujue replied: "Before I said the second question. The Magic Mirror couldn't wait to ask me whether the second question is'These two Who are the spiritual hosts of the space?" Feng Bujue smiled: "As soon as he said this, I no longer need to ask."
"n, urrule." Feng Bujue looked at the professor and said, "It is obvious that in the world you have constructed, I am restricted." Naturally, he was referring to things that are not available in the luggage bar: "I' Bringing into this world. Nothing can be used." While speaking, he took out the folding knife from his pocket and put it in front of him: "And when I return to my memory space, I can not only use myself The original items can also use those you get from you. I think...this is because the things I get in this world have also become part of my "memory"."
"As for the spatial transfer between these two worlds, it should have nothing to do with actual physical phenomena. Otherwise, the things in my pocket would have been lost in the rapids of the waterfall." Feng Bujue put his hands behind his head and said:" In my memory space, those objects are wet only because of the water in the bathtub."
"Um... not bad." Holmes said: "But it's not entirely accurate."
"Want to hear the details." Feng Bujue said.
Holmes replied: "This... let the professor tell you."
Moriarty looked directly at Feng Bujue and said in a deep voice, "This is not my spiritual world, but a space composed of collective will." He straightened his collar: "I and Mr. Holmes is just stronger than the other wills here, so he took the lead and became the ruler of space."
"That's the case." Feng Bujue said: "Then I don't know if I can make such a hypothesis... if mentally. Even in just a few seconds, I can be stronger than the two. , I will become the leader here?"
"Yes." Moriarty replied in a gloomy tone: "You can try anytime." He sneered: "As long as you master the rules of this space and can beat me in will, then you A snap of my fingers can make me burst like a balloon."
"So...what are the ‘rules’ of this space?" Feng Bujue asked.
"It's up to you to figure it out." Moriarty replied.
While they were talking, a figure suddenly appeared on the chair next to Feng Bujue. Who is not Honghu?
"Well...this is..." Honghu saw the personal task that was ticked off in the taskbar, and immediately understood: "Is this the seventh floor?"
"Welcome to the Reasoning Club." Feng Bujue said to Honghu arrogantly before the professor spoke.
"Brother Crazy..." Honghu looked around, "Are these two?"
"Oh? You don't know?" Feng Bujue pondered: "So...the memory space we experience is different."
Honghu heard this. He asked: "Brother Crazy, haven't you met Peter Pan?"
"What I met was a magic mirror, a succubus, etc..." Feng Bujue said.
Honghu sighed: "Hey... I talked about life there for half an hour with an uncle Xieding who calls himself Peter Pan."
"Huh?" Feng Bujue was also stunned.
"He said that he left Neverland (Neverland, also translated Neverland, Nothing Island, etc.), chose to grow up, and also found a job, got married and had children, paid mortgages, and paid insurance... Later he also talked about The financial crisis, the rise in oil prices..." Honghu's eyes were a very fearful look: "I don't know why, the more I listen, the more hopeless life I feel..."
"Oh, you are really unlucky." Feng Bujue said: "I'm much better, first the magic mirror, it vaguely told me the fact that I was the most handsome person in the world, and then I killed it. I missed the ghosts of Cinderella’s stepmother and two sisters, and finally came with the succubus."
Honghu's only feeling after hearing this. I was made up for it.
"Haha! Actually, I was bluffing, just want to see your reaction." Feng Bujue laughed.
"I warn you, don't add my friends at the end of the script." Honghu said coldly with a blank face.
"Uh-huh...two." Moriarty cleared his throat.
Feng Bujue seemed to have just remembered the existence of the two SSs there, "Oh, yes, I forgot to introduce it." He turned to Honghu and said, "This is Professor James Moriarty." He used The hand motioned: "The one smoking a pipe next to him is Mr. Sherlock Holmes."
"Oh! Fortunately to meet you." Honghu really wanted to walk over to shake hands with them.
"Don't move." The moment Holmes said this. Reaching out and flicking the pipe, his inadvertent action caused Honghu to be pressed back into his seat by an invisible force.
"I haven't finished it yet." Feng Bujue continued with just now: "The professor is the boss here, and Mr. Holmes is his partner."
Honghu's head seemed to be short-circuited for a few seconds, and his final response was: "This way..."
"Yes, that's it." Feng Bujue said.
"Everyone. Since there are already four people seated now." Moriarty said at this moment: "Let the game begin."
"What game?" Honghu asked.
"It is a little game that I invented together with the professor, as a pastime in the reasoning club gathering." Holmes said.
Feng Bujue said: "I want to ask, how many members does your department have in total?"
"For now, there are only two of us." Moriarty replied.
"Will other members hang up in this pastime, right?" Feng Bujue asked.
"Hehe..." Moriarty smiled, everything was silent.
"Crazy, you are ahead of the Honghu, let you go first." Holmes said.
At the same time. The professor snapped his fingers, and a stack of neatly stacked cards appeared out of thin air on the table.
"Hey~ there are such good things." Feng Bujue sarcastically said.
"This game requires at least two people who know the'truth' to participate, and on this table, it is Holmes and I who know the truth." Moriarty explained: "The cards in front of you There are four types of cards: [hint], [inquiry], [presumption] and [presumption]. New entrants must enter the game with [hint].
"So. I have to draw a [hint] now?" Feng Bujue asked.
"No, you don't need to pick the cards." As Moriarty spoke, the pile of cards on the table spread out on its own, spreading across the table.
"Fur—" Holmes continued: "[Hint] I have given you five sentences in total."
As soon as these words came out, Feng Bujue and Honghu instantly understood that they were referring to the five previous comments.
"When you are in the memory space, you should have encountered situations that match these hints." Holmes said: "Every time you encounter it. It is considered that the hint has been consumed." He paused for two seconds. , Then said: "And the remaining sentences, each sentence means that you have to draw a [hint] card."
"It sounds like this card is not a good thing..." Feng Bujue didn't finish his words~IndoMTL.com~ Moriarty interrupted: "Just read the sentence and you will understand."
"Drink? Who is afraid of whom?" Feng Bujue patted the table: "Use a smile to welcome the miserable bad luck. Use a hundred times more courage to deal with all these misfortunes." As soon as the words were spoken, a [hint] card It automatically moved in front of him.
"It's quite high-tech." Brother Jue reached out and flipped the card, "I picked it up, what's the matter?"
Moriarty and Holmes didn't speak, they sneered sneer, smoked cigarettes.
Seeing that they didn't respond, Feng Bujue's gaze fell on the card.
On the front of this card is the face of a clown.
Almost the moment the line of sight made contact, the card fell from Feng Bujue's hand. And his hand, involuntarily stretched to the folding knife on the table... (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendation and monthly pass. Your support is me. The greatest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m to read.)