Chapter 931: Blade Enters the Demon City (V)

At eight o'clock in the evening, in the Castlevania library.

"I always feel that there is a conspiracy in this setting..." Long Aomin retreated and turned to Tanlang and said.

"Okay, I told you not to look back." Tanlang replied, "Look...it's closed again."

At this moment, the three Blade members were standing in a passage made of emerald-colored walls. There wasn't much to say about the road they came from, there were just some monsters blocking the way, but the side they intended to go to was blocked by a huge "stone face".

The face was orange-red overall, with a pair of green glowing eyes, a big nose and protruding fangs... Overall, it looked like the face of a demon or an evil ghost.

Five minutes ago, the three of them arrived in front of this "face door". After checking for a while, they found no clue to open the door. Just as they were about to turn back, they heard the sound of rolling bricks and stones.

The three of them turned around suddenly, and happened to catch a glimpse of the face's mouth closing...

Then, after several trials, they finally discovered the rule of this door - when someone approaches a certain distance and turns their back to it, it will "open its mouth" and become passable.

So Greed☆Wolf came up with the plan of "the three of them walked backwards into the door together".

However, doing this is undoubtedly more dangerous... If there is any trap behind the door, they will probably fall into it if they go in backwards like this.

"I don't think it's right either..." Qisha continued, "I'm not afraid of monsters and traps... I'm just afraid that Feng Bujue is standing behind the door waiting for us."

"That's impossible." Tanlang shook his head and replied.

"Are you so sure?" Long Aomin asked doubtfully.

"I have already seen it. This guy is wasting time with us." Tanlang replied, "He does not intend to eliminate us as soon as possible, but is waiting for something..."

"Oh? How do you say this?" Qisha also turned around and asked.

"Well..." Tanlang thought for a few seconds. He organized his language and said, "Remember the communication he had with us through the monster's mouth before, right?"

"Ah, of course I remember." Qisha replied with a pained expression.

"Think about it carefully..." Greedy Wolf's expression was very serious, "That was definitely not a whim, but a very clever psychological induction..." He paused for a few seconds and gave his two teammates some assurance. thinking time. Then he continued, "First of all, through this method, Feng Bujue made us understand - 'We are always under his surveillance'; which further extended to - 'He can launch a sneak attack on us at any time'..."

Brother Long and Qisha both nodded upon hearing this, indicating that they were still following the advice of their staff.

"Then, through the verbal dispute with Qisha... he improvised and revealed some information to us without revealing anything. He also mocked us a lot." Tanlang continued. "Although his words were full of lies... I think you, like me, had already realized it at that moment... Those words were intended to anger us, create psychological pressure on us, and make us accelerate our exploration in anxiety. speed."

"Yes, isn't that the case?" Brother Long continued.

"No." Tanlang shook his head.

Qisha and Brother Long's expressions changed immediately.

"Double trap..." Tanlang added, and glanced at the faces of the two teammates respectively, "Do you understand?"

"You mean..." Qisha continued thoughtfully, "His real intention... is actually the opposite?"

"That's right." Tanlang nodded in response, "We might as well think about it through the surface... Assuming that Feng Bujue really wants us to speed up our action, what is his purpose for doing this? It's just to let us It consumes more energy and life in a hurry, making it easier to kill." He paused for half a second and changed the subject. "But what is the actual situation? From the time we entered the city until now, we have not encountered any particularly dangerous obstacles..."

Greedy Wolf looked up and looked around, and continued: "Since our actions are always under his supervision, why doesn't he do something? With his ability, even if he doesn't show up or engage in direct conflict, There are countless ways to deal with us...but he only put pressure on us verbally. Isn't this contradictory? "

"Hmm..." After hearing this, Brother Long touched his chin and muttered, "According to what you mean...doesn't he want to kill us?"

"I want to, but I don't want to kill him now." Tanlang's expression darkened and he continued, "According to my observation... Feng Bujue and Tuntian Guixiao have one thing in common, that is - no matter how they are strategically arranged, from the beginning Psychologically speaking... they never put their enemies on the same level as themselves. To put it simply... they are extremely arrogant." He snorted, "Humph... so they all have a habit of liking it. Put the priority of "defeating the enemy" behind and make way for "exploring the script."

As Greedy Wolf spoke, he gestured to his two teammates, telling them to turn their heads away, and then retreat.

At this point in the conversation, although Tanlang had not yet finished explaining everything, Qisha and Long Aomin had sensed his confidence, so they no longer questioned his decision to "enter backwards."

The three of them stepped back in large strides, and soon passed through Stone Face's mouth, from the emerald-colored passage to another dark-brown space.

As a result...there really weren't any traps triggered. They turned around again, and the stone-faced mouth did not close.

"Based on the current script, Feng Bujue is obviously playing this trick again..." A few seconds later, Greedy Wolf continued what he just said, "Actually, he doesn't want to confront us so soon, no matter what he says. What, what he is actually doing is...avoiding direct contact with us and delaying time." He paused, "In order to achieve this goal, he needs our cooperation, so...he played this double trap. '.

"That is to say... he calculated from the beginning that we could see through the intention in his words." Qisha thought as he continued, "So he deliberately conveyed information that was contrary to his true intention in his words?"

"Exactly." Tanlang replied. Then he sighed and continued, "Oh... to be honest. This guy's talent in psychological induction makes me, a serious student of psychology, feel inferior..." He took the opportunity to show off, and then said , "When he pushes, provokes, and pressures us, he knows that we will see through his intentions and do the opposite - move slowly and step by step. And once we do this, we will play into his hands."

"I was almost stunned by you guys..." Brother Long scratched his head and continued, "Anyway... we still have to hurry now, right?"

"Yes. The faster, the better." Greedy Wolf said, "Don't worry about any particularly dangerous situations happening, just treat it as an ordinary script." His eyes changed slightly. He read, "If I'm not wrong... Feng Bujue is probably busy with something else right now. As long as we speed up our pace, we have a chance to disrupt his layout and rhythm. We may even catch him off guard."

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Above the dark clouds. Night has fallen.

A once-in-a-century large-scale thunderstorm has settled over the city, and the vast majority of civilians have chosen to stay at home and avoid going out.

However, police, firefighters, medical staff, military and other groups still have to go to work as usual...

At this time, a car was driving at a constant speed on a highway between Anxi Road and the city. There were two people sitting in the car, the driver's seat was the homeless man Hill, and the passenger seat was the ten-year-old version of Feng Bujue.

Just when they were halfway down the road. Far ahead... there was a row of neat car lights, seemingly heading in their direction.

"He's here after all..." Feng Bujue muttered upon seeing this. Then he looked up at Hill next to him and said, "Have you memorized all the lines I taught you?"

"Yes...remember it." Hill replied nervously.

"Relax." Feng Bujue continued in a lazy tone, "Just do as I say and nothing will happen. The more nervous you are... the more suspicious you look."

"Okay... I'll try my best." After Hill said this, he took a few deep breaths and adjusted his facial expression.

About a minute later, they met the group of cars. When you get closer, you can clearly see that those cars...are basically military jeeps and police cars, and there are even a few armored vehicles among them.

Obviously, the black light pillar soaring into the sky attracted considerable attention from the local government. However, in this type of movie adaptation, the police or the military often arrive later... so it is not until a few hours later that these troops are assembled and moved to their current location.

Feng Bujue had naturally foreseen this situation in advance. Before leaving the castle, he had already finished his confession with Hill. If the car was stopped for questioning, they could fool him.

Sure enough, before Brother Jue's car intersected with those from the military and police departments, a police car drove out of the convoy and blocked the opposite lane. Two policemen stepped out of the car and raised their hands to signal Brother Jue and the others.

Hill was already mentally prepared. He slowly stopped the car, turned off the engine, rolled down the window on his side, and turned to look at the approaching police officer.

"What's going on? Officer." Before the other party could speak, Hill asked a question.

"The name of this situation is 'minding your own business.'" The police officer in charge of the interrogation leaned over the window next to the driver's seat and responded, "See for yourself... does this seem like something you can interfere with? "While speaking, he also gestured with his eyes to the armored vehicle passing behind him.

"I said...could it be related to the black beam of light?" Hill pretended to be curious.

"What? Did you see anything? Sir." The police officer's expression immediately became serious.

"Uh... that's not the case." Hill shrugged and replied in a rather sincere manner, "My nephew and I were camping by the river in the afternoon and were fishing... then we saw a pillar of light appearing in the sky... He lowered his voice, "To be honest... I thought the military was conducting some kind of experiment... I was so scared that I grabbed my nephew and ran away without even packing my camping stuff. But I didn't expect... my nephew would accidentally do it." He fell into the river. This kid couldn't swim. It took me a lot of effort to rescue him... he almost drowned..."

"Okay, okay..." After hearing what he said, the police officer immediately showed an impatient expression and interrupted rudely, "First take out your driver's license and show it to me."

"Oh, okay." Hearing this, Hill nodded and took out his driver's license from his jacket pocket.

After the police officer took the driver's license, he used the light of a flashlight to compare Hill's face with the photo on the driver's license.

Since this is a genuine ID and the holder is Hill himself, there is no problem with the inspection...

"Why is your nephew so corrupt?" The police officer handed the driver's license back to Hill, glanced inside the car, and asked Feng Bujue.

"Didn't I tell you... he fell into the river..." Hill answered fluently and naturally, "I couldn't find dry clothes to change at the moment, and I happened to have clothes for him to go to the party tonight in my car, so I let him change into them first."

"Party?" The police officer asked again tentatively.

"Halloween party, officer." Feng Bujue also turned around and spoke at this time. He pouted and continued with the expression of a ten-year-old child when he was angry, "But I heard that it has been cancelled. How annoying!"

Hill looked back at Brother Jue and cast a look of admiration for his superb acting skills. Then he turned his head and looked at the police and said, "We just heard the broadcast... saying that all celebrations were cancelled due to thunderstorms. The child was very disappointed. You know, the clothes he wore belonged to his mother..."

"Okay, that's enough... sir." The police officer had already regarded Hill as a chatterbox. He took the opportunity to speak before the latter started to talk again, "You guys hurry over... Remember, leave this area as soon as possible and stay indoors."

"Uh... OK, officer." Hill also politely stuck his head out of the car window and greeted the other party. It seemed that he was into the role.

Two seconds later, the police officer had turned around and walked a few meters away, spreading his hands and shaking his head at his partner.

It seems... Hill and Brother Jue's performance was very successful.

At this time, the huge convoy had already passed by Jue Ge and his team, and only the police car that stopped to question them had not caught up.

Ten seconds later, Hill restarted the car and drove past the police car; the two police officers had returned to the car and were ready to turn around and catch up with the convoy.

Just when both parties thought that the matter was over, they didn't expect...

Coincidentally, the police officer in charge of questioning caught a glimpse of the license plate of Jue Ge's car (this state does not require the front of the car to have a license plate, it can only be hung on the back).

"Hey! Wait! That license plate number... isn't it the car that someone reported stolen this morning?"

"Damn it! They're running away, chase them!"

The next second, the two police officers reported the situation to their colleagues on the intercom, sounded the sirens, and chased after Jue Ge and his team. (To be continued...)