Chapter 1134 Summer Memories (Twenty-One)
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"Alright... both of you..." After watching for a while, Feng Bujue stopped the quarrel between the two Tsukamotos, "Let's stop the monkey show here."
The two of them were really obedient, they stopped at that time, and both turned their heads to look at Brother Jue.
From the perspective of the game, the reaction of these two NPCs is reasonable - they are waiting for the "player holding the key props" to make the "final choice".
"This kind of argument, like two shrews swearing at each other in the street, will not produce any results no matter how long it lasts." Feng Bujue said, "Because you have been refuting each other for a long time, but there is no substantive content."
"So... let me demonstrate it." He paused for two seconds and cast his eyes on Tsukamoto in the Yang Illusion. "Take the information you provided as an example. There are several things that are logically untenable. For example... you said that destroying 'it' was your master's lifelong wish, and he was still worried about it until his death.
"Heh... Then I am curious, after encountering 'it' and before your master died... in these twenty years, why didn't your master ask other Yin Yang masters to help deal with it? Don't tell me that you are the only Onmyoji left in Japan (an ancient Japanese government agency, similar to the ancient Chinese Sitiantai; the earliest record of Onmyoji can be traced back to 675 AD, and it was abolished in the third year of the Meiji era, that is, 1870; the Onmyoji mentioned by Brother Jue here refers to those folk Onmyoji organizations similar to martial arts sects that still call themselves Onmyoji after the 20th century)... You just said that we should find a "powerful Onmyoji" after escaping, which means there are still many Onmyojis in the world, right? "
After that, Feng Bujue turned to face Tsukamoto in the Yin Illusion: "And you... your story about the government brainwashing children is still credible, but... the rest of your rhetoric has the same problem as your "twin brother". "Brother Jue said this and spread his hands, "If everything you said is true, why didn't you just find four or five Onmyoji colleagues to come here and deal with "it" during those six years? If it were me... I could do this trivial thing twice in six days."
At this point, the expressions of the two Tsukamotos changed.
However, according to the script process, the "choice" is still in the hands of the players, so...
"After saying so much." The calmer Tsukamoto spoke again, "Who are you going to believe?"
This question is like an ultimatum. Here, Brother Jue must make a decision immediately... Either choose one between the two Tsukamotos, or quickly bring the plot to the line of "hiding the truth"; otherwise... he is likely to trigger the worst ending of the whole group being wiped out.
"I believe both of them." Two seconds later, Feng Bujue gave the answer, "At the same time... I don't believe either of them."
"What do you mean by this?" The weak Tsukamoto asked immediately.
"The information you two gave is not completely false." Feng Bujue said, "but it is also mixed with false parts..."
"Hey... So which of them is true and which one is false? "At this time, Gui Xiao couldn't help but ask a question.
"Hehe..." Feng Bujue smiled and didn't answer the question directly, but continued, "Combining the stories told by these two, and then analyzing and thinking in reverse about the illogical and "to guide our actions" content, I have roughly restored the real part..."
He paced leisurely in the room, like a detective performing a reasoning show, and...enjoying it.
"There is nothing wrong with the description of the cause and effect of the "520 tragedy" by the two Tsukamotos...it can be said to be basically consistent." Feng Bujue said, "But on one issue, they both lied, that is...twenty-six years ago, the seal made by Nara Master...was it really not strong?"
As soon as this was said, the expressions of the two Tsukamotos looked very confused.
"I think that's impossible." Feng Bujue observed their expressions, smiled and continued, "It's impossible in terms of emotion and reason... Even if Master Nara himself could accept it, the ‘relevant department’ that invited him here would not; therefore, I can be sure that the seal from 26 years ago is very strong... maybe even stronger than the original seal of Mawang Shrine. ”
After a pause of half a second, Jue Ge continued: “So... at this time and place, why are we trapped here by ‘it’ again?” He quickly gave his own answer, “Obviously... there is a key figure behind this matter - Watanabe.”
Feng Bujue paced a few more steps, and turned to face his teammates: “You should all still remember the [Hidden Mission] thing, right?”
“I must have remembered it after you mentioned it like that...” Ruoyu continued in a tone close to complaining.
"Haha..." Brother Jue smiled at her and said, "Let me help you look at all the people in the photo of Class A of the second year..." He raised his hand and counted with his fingers, " Let’s talk about the four adults first... Principal Miyamoto, hanged himself at home; class teacher Sato, mentally insane; both the biology teacher and the music teacher whose names are not yet known were killed in the 520 tragedy, and their souls are still lingering in this space. "As he spoke, he raised his hand again, "Let's talk about the nine children... Suzuki Takayuki, died in the fire and turned into a ghost, and the ghost Suzuki was killed by 'it' again; Noguchi Eiji, died at the hands of Suzuki. The souls of the transformed ghosts are also trapped here; as for the six people Hanji, Yuan, Sawada, Toshou, Sanqianyuan, and Yamada, they are the six of us..."
After saying this in one breath, Feng Bujue put down his hand: "Have you discovered the problem? To complete the hidden task of [investigating the whereabouts of everyone in Class A of the second year], there is only one goal left... and that is to find out the squad leader. Watanabe’s situation.”
"Speaking of that..." Gui Xiao added at this time, "Could Watanabe be the ghost we first saw...that is, the one who turned into black smoke and dropped an equipment at the stairs on the second floor?"
After hearing this, Feng Bujue asked, "What do you think?"
"How do I know..." Gui Xiao said, "The names of the children are not marked on the group photo. I can't even tell which child is Watanabe, so how can I tell which one he looks like? Besides... It’s not impossible that your appearance will change a lot when you grow up, right?”
"Okay, it seems that your thinking is quite clear." Feng Bujue said with a smile. From his tone, this question was purely because he wanted to test Gui Xiao.
Sure enough, the next second, Brother Jue continued: "I can tell you clearly, that ghost is not Watanabe; he is just a victim in the tragedy that year, and those who stretched out their arms from the lockers Guys are almost..."
"Can you tell the difference?" Gui Xiao asked doubtfully.
"Yes." Feng Bujue replied, "In the 'Illusion of Yang', I have confirmed the identity of every child in the group photo one by one, and by the way, I also remembered the appearance of most of the deceased whose bodies were relatively complete. ... Therefore, I can confirm that the Watanabe and the ghost in childhood were not the same person."
"Then..." At this moment, An Yueqin thought of something, and her eyes involuntarily moved to the two "Onmyoji", "Could it be that he is..."
"No." Feng Bujue shook his head to deny An Yueqin's idea, and continued, "There is no doubt about the identity of these two people. They are Tsukamoto Shota... This Onmyoji does exist, but... ...He has already been killed by 'it'."
Since what Brother Jue said earlier involved some keywords such as "mission", what the two Tsukamoto heard was systematically processed, and they had no chance to answer the call, but at this moment , both of them seemed to be online again, expressing strong dissatisfaction with Brother Jue's words...
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
"Do I need you to tell me about my own life and death?"
Both of them looked confident and confident, with no trace of acting at all.
"Look...the real deception is right here..." Feng Bujue ignored them and continued to talk to his teammates, "Both of them... thought they were real, and they both thought they were real. What you say is the truth.”
"What exactly do you mean?" The calm Tsukamoto seemed to have heard some clues, and then asked.
"It's very simple..." Feng Bujue replied, "It's not us who have memory errors... but..." He looked at the two Tsukamotos left and right, "... you."
Both the weak Tsukamoto and the calm one showed surprise when they heard this conclusion.
"Although I haven't been in contact for a long time, as someone who has studied many psychology books (he read some when he was a child, trying to analyze whether he was crazy, and later did some unsystematic study out of interest), I am very familiar with it. I soon discovered... there is something wrong with both of you." Feng Bujue said, "In my opinion, you should be two parts of the same personality; you were separated by 'it', and your memories were distorted. What I think is right.”
"Impossible!" This time, the two men said this in unison.
"Ha... you don't believe it, do you?" Feng Bujue continued, "I will give you a test and you will understand..." After saying that, he immediately looked at the weak Tsukamoto and said, "Except for your parents, anyone Name a relative." Before the other party could answer, he looked at the calm Tsukamoto again, "As for you...what did you eat for breakfast today?"
After the words were spoken, for a full thirty seconds... the whole place was silent.
"Look... it's really easy to test it," Feng Bujue said, "In short... your memory doesn't have details, because 'it' can't reach that level."
At this time, the expressions of the two Tsukamotos became very strange, and they both held their foreheads with their hands, as if they suddenly started to have a headache...
"So... now let's go back to the previous question." Feng Bujue continued unhurriedly, "How did we get to this point?" He asked and answered himself, " The answer to all this... lies with Watanabe."
Boo hoo...
Just as Brother Jue said the word "Watanabe", the red light bulb on the ceiling suddenly went out.
Snapped--
In less than a second, Feng Bujue decisively and calmly turned on the flashlight in his hand.
Two seconds later, his teammates also turned on their flashlights one after another. At this point, they didn't care about the battery loss... because the script was obviously coming to an end.
"Uh... where did those two go?" After the lighting was restored, Xiao Tan was the first to talk about this matter.
The others naturally noticed it - at this moment, the two Tsukamoto Shota were gone, and only the six players were left in the dim room.
"Look! There's something there!" Xiao Ling was still sharp-eyed, and she immediately found a small piece of glowing debris where one of the Tsukamotos had stood.
"There's also a piece of debris here..." Ruoyu also reacted quickly, and she immediately turned the flashlight to the place where the other Tsukamoto had been before, and found a piece of debris there.
Five seconds later, Feng Bujue picked up the two pieces very neatly and showed the item description in front of his teammates.
The descriptions of these two items are exactly the same -
[Name: "It" kidney]
[Type: Plot related]
[Quality: Ordinary]
[Function: Can be embedded in "It"'s torso. ]
[Can this script be taken out: No]
[Remarks: A pocket organ made of green jade, faintly exuding spiritual energy. ]
"Hmph..." Brother Jue put the two pieces of jade into his pocket, snorted coldly, and then tilted his head and said to his teammates, "Let's go, let's go downstairs."
No one asked questions, everyone just followed Brother Jue out of the warehouse silently, and returned to the corridor on the first floor through the stairs...
Just as they were about to move towards the "exit gate", they found... There was already a figure waiting in the middle of the corridor.
It was a pale man, who looked about 30 years old, with a middle-parted hair, wearing a very ordinary T-shirt and pants, and... holding a puppet to his chest.
"Do you really want to die? Alien traveler." The voice came directly from the man's chest, and it was a hoarse female voice.
"Well... let me think about it..." Feng Bujue said pretentiously, "On one hand... is to expose the truth at the risk of death." He paused, "On the other hand... is to pretend to be deceived by you, make an insignificant choice, and then leave here in a 'false victory'... well... it's really hard to choose~"
Brother Jue's tone was full of sarcasm and arrogance.
"For you... what's the difference between the two?" The voice replied, "Even if this world is completely destroyed after you leave, it won't have any impact on you, right?" Its tone seemed a little excited, "Don't... just to block my way, would you rather let all the efforts of you and your companions so far go to waste?"
"Don't flatter yourself." Feng Bujue said weakly with empty eyes, "I'm not interested in coming to 'block your way', I'm just acting according to my own principles and interests. If you have to say that I'm blocking the way... it's you who's blocking me."
"You'll regret it..." The voice became cold and violent, "You don't know who you're dealing with."
"Ha! Hahahaha..." At this moment, Brother Jue laughed, almost crazy, "I... hahaha... I don't know who I'm dealing with... hahahaha!" He laughed so hard that he could hardly speak.
After half a minute, Feng Bujue finally suppressed his smile and stepped forward... As he approached the other party, he said, "I don't know what you are thinking, but... I am sure that the person who 'has no idea who he is dealing with' is... you." At this point, his eyes flashed with excitement, "But... don't worry, I will let you get to know me." (To be continued ~^~)