"Ah? Why?" Lin Mu asked again as usual.
Xin Zhixia clicked her tongue and seemed surprisingly unsure, "Not necessarily, this is just my speculation."
Lin Mu wanted to say that Xin Yi's speculations were generally accurate, but seeing that Xin Yi himself was uncertain, he didn't dare to speak so much.
He was afraid that Xin Yi would choke him by saying "Don't praise me to death".
Jiao Yue looked at the two of them, followed Xin Yi's thoughts and speculated: "If this is the case, that person is among Chu Chu, Dong Yi and Xie An."
Lin Mu thought that maybe Jiao Yue had the same idea as him, so he followed Xin Yi's thoughts and said this.
Gaoyue paused, stared at Xin Yi and added: "As long as you can be sure that Chu Chu has not drawn the king, then the candidates are Dong Yi and Xie An. I think you have nothing wrong with your thinking, and you can give yourself orders. Pretend that known information was obtained in this manner.”
Xin Zhixia did not refute Gao Yue, she lay half on the sofa, looked at the ceiling and said in a low voice: "I think so too, but if you think about it this way, the only candidate is Xie An."
Jiaoyue didn't understand how this result came about.
Just as he was about to ask Xin Yi about his reasoning process, Xin Yi continued: "Would anyone really give us information for free? This is too simple."
"Ah?" Lin Mu and Jiao Yue looked at each other in confusion.
Xin Yi ignored them completely, still immersed in his own thoughts, and said to himself: "If the first level is that the king is hidden in other areas, then the second level is that he is in our area, so I think this Maybe he misled us. His thinking is on the third level, and he is indeed hidden in other zones."
…
Lin Mu: I feel like my brain is going to grow.
After a brief silence, Jiaoyue and Lin Mu spoke in unison.
Jiaoyue: "Are you thinking a little complicated?"
Lin Mu: "Do you think too highly of them?"
Hearing this, Xin Zhixia slowly moved her gaze from the ceiling to the two of them, slowly tilted her head, and said blankly, "Huh?"
Lin Mu had never seen Xin Yi have such an expression before. He was full of novelty and at the same time nodded very seriously, "Boss Xin Yi, you think too much. Not everyone is like you. I guess no one can guess the second one." Who exactly is the person on the second floor?”
Jiao Yue also echoed: "This is caused by the information gap. We have more information, so we can accurately locate it, but people in other rooms may not be able to do it."
Xin Yi cheered up and murmured to himself: "And the personnel in our section actually happen to have one person in each room. However, in the eyes of others, we are in the same room, and two people in a room can get instructions. It’s just a little weird.”
Lin Mu and Jiao Yue nodded repeatedly.
Then, Xin Yi seemed to have been greatly encouraged, and said in a positive tone: "It's good to kill two birds with one stone, and you can also frame us by the way. This must be on the second floor, and the king is Xie An!"
Lin Mu: I feel like you are overthinking again. Is this the world of big guys?
"So how did you guess it was Xie An?" Jiao Yue looked at Xin Yi, who seemed to be short-circuited tonight, and quickly changed the subject.
Xin Yi regained his leisurely posture and told the story of his speculation, "Dong Yi is the captain, and the king can say whatever he wants. The only one who needs to hide in such a complicated circle is Xie An."
Jiao Yue thought for a moment, nodded and added, "As you said, it is true that I have observed before that Xie An is obviously not well received by Li Chaoyang who is in the same room."
As for Lin Mu, he just stood there as a nodding monster. He would nod when Xin Yi said a few words, and he would nod when Jiao Yue said something.
After Xin Zhixia stopped filling her head with positive and negative logic and several layers of thinking, her thoughts suddenly became clear.
"Don't eat at noon or at night and use the props. Where is the bright moon? Do you have any props?"
Jiao Yue shook her head, pursed her lips, and said with some embarrassment: "I went out with Lin Mu to create a dungeon, and all I brought with me were lethal items..."
When Lin Mu heard Jiao Yue's words, he suddenly turned his head to look at her, his eyes widened in disbelief, and asked in disbelief: "Ah? Do I look so unreliable?"
Jiao Yue curled her lips, "Do you still remember what you told us about your first dungeon? You were chased by a player for so long, but you didn't fight with anyone, and you hid for a long time before you came out."
Lin Mu: Is it really okay to expose my dark history like this in front of my face? My teammates.
Xin Zhixia didn't care about Lin Mu's dark history and took out the [Toker Zoo's huge goose leg] from her bracelet and handed it to Jiao Yue.
"Na."
The props in Dead Space all have an intangible layer of insulation on their surfaces.
Only by using props can this layer of isolation disappear.
So this goose leg prop is not a goose leg that can make your hands greasy.
Jiao Yue was stunned for a moment, then smiled and took the props to check, "It's a two-star one. I have two two-star props that I can exchange with you. You can choose one."
After saying this, I wanted to touch the bracelet to get the props.
Xin Zhixia waved her hand to stop Gaoyue's movement and said, "There is no room for it. I will change it with you when I have more space."
"Didn't you just take out a prop?" Jiao Yue asked Xin Yi doubtfully.
Xin Zhixia was puzzled. She placed six identical props in one grid. Couldn't Gaoyue see it?
Just as she was about to explain herself out of habit, Xin Zhixia suddenly became alert again.
She recalled the introduction to her organizer.
Claire makes it herself and is made by employees at her own tailoring shop.
Isn't there a difference between the two?
With a slight cough, Xin Zhixia suddenly said with a happy expression: "That grid currently has other uses."
Jiao Yue pursed her lips and smiled gratefully.
In my heart, I was thinking that Xin Yi is a really good player. Not only is he good-looking, but he is also smart and kind-hearted.
If Xin Zhixia knew what Jiao Yue was thinking, she would definitely cry out that she was wronged. She just didn't have room for props. How could she have such a noble moral character?
"Then, shall we go to the restaurant at noon?" Lin Mu raised his hand and asked.
Xin Zhixia replied with a smile: "Go, of course. Otherwise, you may miss a good show."
Lin Mu trembled all over, what could be the good show?
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In the blink of an eye, it’s lunch time.
Xin Zhixia and the others had already used food props just in case.
After all, there is a sentence in the instruction: "Don't starve yourself. Who knows what the standard of this instruction is?"
When passing by the History Gallery, Xin Zhixia's eyes passed over the murals, and then she paused.
Seeing Xin Yi stop, Lin Mu couldn't help but be curious, "What's wrong?"
There is one more mural.
A mural of subjects kneeling in worship appeared out of thin air.
