Absurd Deduction Game Chapter 1003

Time passed minute by minute, and the two houses in the empty yard were carrying out completely different actions at the same time.

Yu Xing drove the others out, leaving only Zhao Yijiu, who was definitely one of his own. Then he summoned the power of the curse, closed his eyes, and carefully felt the energy fluctuations on Luo Yan's body.

He tried his best to sense, and the curse waves emitted were easily captured and analyzed by others, especially Ren Yi, the data emperor. Although they had formed an alliance, Yu Xing did not intend to give Ren Yi a chance to analyze his power.

So, when Yu Xing was focused on checking Luo Yan's situation, Guijiu erected layers of shadows to block the sneak peeks from outside the house.

After being driven out of the house, Ren Yi, Siren, and Alan all came to the yard.

Ren Yi just tried it, and after getting the result as expected, he sighed without any regrets: "It's really prudent."

The Siren, who had seen Ren Yi's ability in the black box time, rolled his eyes ungracefully and pointedly complained: "You are too scary, who dares to be analyzed by you."

After they finished speaking, they planned to go and see if Zhao Mou found out anything. Alan couldn't understand what they were implying, so he only gave Ren Yi a strange look.

Is it possible that this "master" in their resistance organization's intelligence is also an intelligence officer? Otherwise, why would this group of people be worried that the master would take action when he sees them?

Even the fox demon... no, the fox fairy is so cautious towards the master. Could it be that the fox fairy knew that the demon had a different path and would one day take action, so he made preparations in advance?

No matter what Alan was thinking, the light-devouring shadow was like a black hole that tightly wrapped the cursed atmosphere.

Yu Xing had no worries and used all his strength to sense, and soon found out the difference in energy under Luo Yan's skin.

Along the sutures on his skin, one side showed normal fluctuations with no abnormalities, while the other side was extremely disguised, but still emitted fluctuations that felt violent and out of control. I guess this part is "karma".

The puppet thread and the karma are not one, but they bear the important task of merging the karma and the soul. Once cut off hastily, the entire missing soul will collapse.

Now that he had sensed this, Yu Xing was naturally very careful. He controlled strands of black wire to wrap around a small section of silver wire. While corroding the silver wire, he quickly connected the broken end with black wire, achieving a match. Replacement of one.

This work was quite consuming at first, but he quickly became proficient and the speed became faster and faster. Luo Yan looked at him quietly with clear eyes. Even without the comfort of the siren, his body was stronger than before. Relax, as if you trust him.

Yu Xing cut off the sutures connecting Luo Yan's arms and legs, connected them at the broken points, and finally separated his limbs. It can be said that Luo Yan completely felt the process of regaining his freedom, and he was so excited. He wanted to speak, but the suture on his lip was pulled again, and he gasped in pain.

"Don't worry." Yu Xing patted his head, sweat dripping from his forehead.

His method of replacing puppet silk bit by bit is simply more tiring than sewing a new body with puppet silk. It is very time-consuming. The sky outside the window is getting darker little by little, and it is about to enter the night.

What made him even more uncomfortable was that his curse thread was so carefully sewn onto his soul. The curse was different from the puppet thread. It was not a tool, but originated from his energy, and would share his perception to a certain extent. , so when the black line inevitably came into contact with the illusory "karma", many strange scenes emerged in Yu Xing's mind.

It was not a concrete picture, but a broken and cruel scene, shrouded in a thick smell of blood and ghosts. It seemed that countless people were yelling at him, crying in despair, and soaring to the sky. The resentment used him as a target, stabbing him one after another, as if it was going to tear him full of holes and drip with blood.

These pictures evoke the monster side of Yu Xing, as if he wants to assimilate him and become a member of the resentment. Yu Xing is purely suppressing himself while doing a job that is almost as difficult as a precision surgery.

While he was mending, he was thinking that the puppet silk issue was easy to solve. They had seen the silver thread falling from the sky in the stage world, and they were basically sure that it was the puppet silk. As long as the puppet silk on Luo Yan was removed, Master Wanban could be solved. There may be some kind of hidden danger that can manipulate the puppet master.

But how to get rid of this karma?

How about we still use curses and replace the karma bit by bit?

Yu Xing was a little unsure about this.

In the final analysis, karma is a bad thing, but curses are not a good thing either!

Putting it into people's souls, wouldn't skills erode their sanity? Deducers with high damage capabilities have just given up on the path of healing. Only the energy of Siren and Song Xue can have a positive effect on the soul.

But Song Xue is not here, and the Siren has not yet reached the stage of precise control of his abilities. If he fails to try casually, Luo Yan will be doomed.

After a brief hesitation, Yu Xing decided not to cause trouble for now and let Luo Yan bear the karma. If they can regain Luo Yan's missing soul at the birthday banquet tomorrow, they can repair it.

He carefully replaced the puppet silk, and vaguely heard Guijiu say: "It's getting dark."

The same prompt as last night flashed on the system panel. Yu Xing knew that he was safe with Zhao Yijiu, so he ignored it.

The last step to replace the puppet silk is to untie the sutures on Luo Yan's mouth.

The thread here does not need to exist, and does not have the function of suturing the soul. It seems that the fake Jiang Po just sewed it up because she wanted Luo Yan to be unable to speak.

Yu Xing originally felt relieved as long as he broke the line, but he never thought that just as he was about to make a move, Luo Yan leaned back and dodged.

Yu Xing finally came back to his senses. He dispersed his overly concentrated attention and focused part of his attention on Luo Yan's face. Only then did he see Luo Yan frowning and shaking her head at him in disapproval.

Luo Yan was trembling with pain and coldness all over his body. There was actually a movement of resistance, but it was so weak that Yu Xing didn't notice it.

He stepped back a little: "Huh? You don't want me to remove the stitches on your mouth?"

Luo Yan breathed a sigh of relief, nodded slightly, stretched out his finally free fingers, and gestured in the air -

　　【There is a lie, there is something in my mouth, it will be very troublesome to untie it. 】

Gui Jiu was already bored. After seeing what he was writing, he laughed and said, "Is it a scam? Doesn't that mean that the fake Jiang Po had already prepared for us to find the basement and set a trap for us."

As soon as he finished speaking, the smile on Guijiu's face slowly faded as he realized that this seemed to be the case.

He and Yu Xing looked at each other.

At the same time, Luo Yan continued to draw with all his strength. The vocabulary was a bit confusing, but the meaning could be conveyed.

　　【The Zhao family makes a deal, the main mission, changing camps, it's dark, positioning, I'm not, move quickly! 】

These words automatically connected into logical words in Yu Xing's mind—

"The Zhao family made a deal with something, changed their camp, and changed the main mission. When it gets dark, they will position themselves and attract enemies. I didn't agree, so I was silenced. Yu Xing, please move your people quickly!"

At the same time, on the streets that were already deserted due to darkness, a strange and sinister laughter suddenly came from the air. There were gusts of sinister wind, and a crisp gong sound erupted amidst the looming ghostly laughter!

(End of this chapter)

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