Chapter 317 Invasion of Brain Cells (Twenty-Four)

After more than an hour of solving the puzzle, the Controller finally broke free from his memory space. The white light that lit up around him announced the change in the environment. Just as he was still adjusting to the light in front of him, Qiu Feng's voice sounded beside him: "Now, everyone is here."

The chief accountant heard the sound and looked around, suddenly startled.

At this moment, Qiu Feng had a short sword stuck in his chest. His body was "nailed" to the seat by the sword, and the wound was still bleeding.

"Don't panic, he's fine... his life is not in danger for the time being." Honghu's tone was as calm as ever.

When the chief heard this, he turned his head and looked to the other side.

Honghu was not injured by the sharp blade, but his entire head was "locked" in a small metal cage, like wearing a helmet that could not be removed.

The cage was a rectangular parallelepiped, only slightly larger than the swan's head. There was a round hole at the bottom of the cage, which fit around its neck. To be honest, this look has a bit of joy in its novelty.

"What on earth is this..." The comptroller quickly saw the situation in front of him clearly. He found himself sitting at a round table with many strange cards spread out on the table. There are six chairs around the table. In addition to the four players, there are also two unfamiliar characters present.

The two NPCs or the boss looked calm and unscathed. But on the player side, it's a different situation...

"It's time to update the mission." This sentence was said by Feng Bujue.

Brother Jue's current situation is not optimistic either. His cheeks have been cut, and an upward-sloping scar extends from the left and right corners of his mouth, as if there is a smile on his face that will never disappear.

"You must have gone crazy imitating the joker..." the chief couldn't help but say.

It was not unreasonable for him to say the word "imitation", because at this moment, Feng Bujue actually held a bloody folding knife in his hand. It seemed that he had cut the "smiling face" himself. from.

"Hmph...just take it as such." Feng Bujue replied with a sneer.

[The current mission has been completed and the main mission has been updated] The system prompts will sound in due course.

Four players in the taskbar. [All surviving players enter the "Mystery Club". 】This item was finally ticked off.

As for [Escape from the memory space and return to the seventh floor of the "Test Building". 】Although every player has this task, it is not a common task, but four identical individual tasks. So players completed it individually.

"Oh...Is that so..." Feng Bujue saw the new task appearing in the task bar [Defeat Holmes and Moriarty in the "Round Table Game"], and said with a smile: "It's not easy... …”

"What kind of trouble is it that you are saying it is difficult and at the same time showing such a happy attitude..." Qiu Feng said in a lifeless tone.

"Ha...don't you have a good time too?" Feng Bujue said with a smile.

Qiu Feng said: "How can I see that I am happy? I still have the bleeding effect on my body."

Feng Bujue shrugged, "Huh... Honghu is still the most comfortable."

Honghu put on a disgusting face across the fence: "I feel that wearing an iron cage on my head has made me lose something very important."

The chief accountant looked like a monk with two feet who was scratching his head and asked, "What on earth are you doing here?"

"We will discuss this question later." Feng Bujue said: "First, please tell me a message that has not been 'encountered' in the memory space."

"I haven't encountered it yet..." The chief's eyes flickered. He wondered if this was a hint given to him by the crazy brother.

In the process of solving the puzzle of the memory space, the Controller did encounter several situations that were very close to the situation mentioned by "those messages". To say that he had not encountered the messages, there should be two sentences left...

Holmes took a puff on his pipe and said loudly in his British accent: "I believe that you, like these gentlemen, remember the contents of those five messages as clearly as possible, so please say one so that the game can continue. ”

Moriarty continued: "But don't mention the messages you have already encountered. Because the 'suggestion' effect of those sentences has been consumed and cannot be used as a condition for entry."

The Controller looked left and right, countless thoughts flashing through his mind. He saw that his teammates were all sitting calmly in their positions, even though some had swords stuck in their chests. No one had any intention of using violence, which shows that the situation at hand cannot be solved by violence.

"Well... when you think you have got what you want, you have actually lost more." The comptroller said.

In the memory space, he has not experienced a plot that fits the meaning of this message.

The words just fell. A card on the table started to move without anyone touching it, and slowly moved to the front of the comptroller.

"F--" Holmes puffed out smoke: "Open it. Mr. Yu."

Since the other party said "turn over", it means that the card is face up at the moment. The controller lowered his eyes and looked at the card. In addition to the blue boundless texture, there was also a word printed on the back - [hint].

The chief looked up at his teammates again. Honghu and Qiufeng had serious expressions, but Feng Bujue had a smiling face...

"If my guess is correct..." The chief's hand was already on the card, but he did not turn it over. Instead, he looked at the two bosses and said, "The sentence chosen by the crazy brother is... with a smiley face. Face the tragic misfortune and deal with it with a hundredfold courage, and Honghu chooses... There is no place in the world like his home."

"Ha... correct inference." Holmes replied with a smile, "Yes, the card will have corresponding effects based on the content of the 'suggestion'."

The chief sneered and said to Qiu Feng, "I can't guess what you said, Qiu Feng."

"A sincere act of kindness without any expectation of reward." Qiu Feng replied listlessly.

"Hmph..." the chief said, "It seems that no matter what I say, there will be no good results." He turned to Moriarty and Holmes again: "Then... if I don't turn over this Card, so what?”

"What else can you do?" Feng Bujue replied for them: "The game will stay on your turn and cannot be continued. Then everyone will waste it until you are judged as a passive game by the system, or everyone collectively loses due to game time. Too long and disconnected.”

Qiu Feng continued: "By the way, the things in the bag can't be used. If you delay for another hour or so, I might bleed to death."

Honghu also added: "And if you want to use force to solve the problem with the professor and Mr. Detective, you'd better first recall the light wall that sealed the door on the first floor...guess whose masterpiece it is."

The accountant laughed dryly and shook his head: "Okay, just flip it over, you might get hurt..." He mumbled and turned over the card in front of him. (To be continued...)