Chapter 320 Invasion of Brain Cells (Twenty-Seven)

"Let me continue." Holmes said, he put down his pipe temporarily, looked at the table and said: "It is presumed that Professor Moriarty is mentally retarded."

His words made the four players feel as if they were hallucinating.

Only Professor Moriarty himself remained calm.

"Nice try." Moriarty said with ease.

Holmes smiled, shrugged, and said in the same tone as Feng Bujue before: "It's free to try."

The players had no idea what these two guys were doing, but the cards on the table moved as expected. A card with the word "presumed" printed on the back was moved in front of Holmes.

The great detective did not pick up the card, but just turned it over on the table to reveal the pattern on the front.

On the card... there was a bomb. It was the kind of black spherical bomb that often appeared in cartoons.

Holmes glanced at the card, then stood up, stepped back a few steps, and kept a certain distance from the table.

He began to search through his pockets. When he touched the left pocket of his coat, his expression changed slightly. "Oh, here it is." He said, and took out a black spherical bomb slightly larger than an orange from that pocket.

The appearance of the bomb was exactly the same as on the card, and its fuse was actually lit. When it was taken out of the pocket, the fuse was about to burn out.

Bang——

The four players hadn't reacted to what was going on before the explosion occurred. Three of them were stunned, while Feng Bujue had a smile on his face...

The power of this bomb was average, and it only affected a radius of about one meter. A ball of black smoke enveloped Holmes' upper body and blocked everyone's sight.

Moriarty sat as steady as a mountain, without even looking back.

Not long after, the black smoke dissipated, and Holmes stood there unscathed. He patted the dust off his body. He strode back to the table and picked up his pipe: "Gentlemen, please continue."

"Hey...what do you mean! Is the punishment you received just a trick?" Qiu Feng said unhappily.

"No, it was a real explosion." Holmes replied: "If I stay at the table, it is likely to affect you."

"Humph...it's not a trick, which means they are very powerful in this space and the punishment can't hurt them." Hong Hu said.

"Yes." Holmes bit his pipe and nodded slightly.

"Sorry." Ji Chang said: "I suddenly thought of a key question you didn't explain." He looked at Moriarty and Holmes and said: "How to decide the winner of this game?"

Moriarty replied: "As long as any one of you four can deduce the truth, you will win."

"And if all four of us die before we know the truth. That is the victory of them 'insiders'." Feng Bujue continued the professor's words and said to Ji Chang.

"I understand, it's your turn." Moriarty looked at Feng Bujue and said.

"Since the round in which the uninformed person joins the game is assumed to be a hint..." Feng Bujue put down the knife and sat forward: "Then from this round on, I have to declare whether it is an 'inquiry', 'speculation' or 'presumption' before saying 'language', right?"

"Yes." Moriarty replied.

"By the way." Feng Bujue said again: "What if I declare 'hint' again now?"

"Before the fifth round, your 'repeated declaration' will be deemed invalid." Moriarty replied: "Your turn will continue. Until you declare a valid option."

"Oh...that, there is one more thing." Feng Bujue pointed to the table: "Reach out and turn over these unopened cards, or tear them up, destroy them..."

"It's just a death." Holmes interrupted him in a leisurely tone.

Feng Bujue heard the words, shook his head and hesitated for a while, and suddenly slapped the table. He shouted: "Ask!"

"Ask if you want to, why are you so surprised..." Hong Hu said.

"That's right, I have a bad heart." Qiu Feng pointed at the hilt of the sword on his chest.

Feng Bujue ignored them and asked his own question: "What is the law of this space?"

Jue's question is basically equivalent to "Tell me, let me win." He also knew that things would not be that simple, but he just tried it. It also paved the way for his teammates' rounds.

Sure enough, after he asked, none of the cards on the table moved.

The professor explained at the right time: "When you ask a question, the players in the other camp can choose to answer or not."

Holmes continued: "If we choose not to answer, you can get a penalty exemption."

Moriarty said: "And if we answer this question, the round table will start to judge..." He paused for a second: "If the questioner can gain useful information from our answer, this inquiry will be considered valuable. Otherwise, it is a meaningless inquiry and the questioner will be punished."

Holmes took another puff of cigarette while the professor was talking, and then he continued: "In addition, the same question cannot be asked twice. Changing the wording and meaning is not allowed, otherwise it will also be punished."

Moriarty shrugged: "As for your question at this moment, we will naturally... not answer it."

After he said these words, a card on the table with "Ask" on the back turned over on its own and moved in front of Feng Bujue. There was no pattern on the front of the card, but it was written in black and white - exemption.

"Hey, hey, hey..." Qiu Feng couldn't help but interjected: "If you keep choosing not to answer, then after all the meaningful questions have been asked, won't 'asking' be useless to us?" His question was also What other players think.

"So, you'd better use the inquiry to obtain immunity as much as possible before asking meaningful questions." Moriarty said.

Holmes also reminded us with a confident attitude: "You can also try to set a trap and ask us seemingly meaningless questions to trick us into telling us useful information." He smiled: "Don't worry about us lying. , as long as you choose to answer, you must tell the truth.”

"So...can you two share your speculations and assumptions before I choose the card?" Honghu asked.

"[Speculation] is to put forward hypotheses." Holmes responded: "If the content of speculation has nothing to do with solving the truth, the speculator will directly draw the penalty card." He paused: "And reasonable and constructive If you make a guess, it will be a white card. At this time, the professor and I must respond to your guess...answer you 'right', 'wrong', or 'inaccurate'."

"[Presumption] means saying a 'conclusion', and the round table will determine whether it is correct or not. If you say it right, you will get a white card, if you say it wrong... you will be punished enough to die." Moriarty added: "Of course Well, Holmes was punished only because the conclusion he said had nothing to do with the 'truth'. As you have speculated before, the 'hints' of the uninformed person have no meaning, while the informed person can only say something when 'inferring'. Irrelevant or wrong conclusion.”

After this explanation, a silence fell in the room.

The four players are all thinking as fast as they can. They all know how serious the situation is.

The complexity and difficulty of this round table game are unprecedented. The two opponents they were playing against were god-level wise men, and were set to be nearly invincible in the script.

If you want to win, you have to use "language" to obtain enough information within a limited time and within the constraints of the rules. And use this to deduce the "truth", that is, a certain pattern hidden in this space.

"I...ask." Honghu didn't think for too long, he knew that time was precious, this time. He would just securely get an immunity card first.

His teammates also understood what he meant, because Qiu Feng was already bleeding, so wasting time would probably mean attrition. And every time one person is reduced, the "uninformed person" has one less activity round.

"Ask - Mr. Holmes. What was the reason why you were not killed just now?"

The wise general Honghu is indeed well-deserved, and if you ask this question, you will definitely get immunity. Because the abilities of these two bosses are closely related to the laws of this space, this question cannot be answered.

"Ha...it's so gratifying." Holmes turned to Moriarty next to him and said, "Professor, the guests you invited today are really interesting..." He took a sip from his pipe and lit it with the handle. He pointed in Honghu's direction: "For example, this person not only has superior intelligence, but also has unique observation and reasoning abilities."

Moriarty replied in a lukewarm tone: "Yeah, like that kid again." He cast his gaze on Feng Bujue: "He is very similar to you, he has an extremely sharp and organized mind. , but extremely conceited, casual and bohemian.”

"Answer, or not." Honghu urged. He didn't feel honored to be praised by two characters in the virtual game. He only knew that these two bosses would waste a certain amount of time looking around to talk to him.

"Hey! Don't be anxious." At this time, Qiu Feng actually intervened: "The next eighty percent are going to praise me and the Controller. You just let them finish."

"Brother Qiufeng, you really don't know how to live or die..." The Chief of Staff flipped up his extremely chic hairstyle: "If you hadn't been impaled by a sword, we wouldn't have had to race against time."

"Hahahaha..." Qiu Feng couldn't help laughing again: "Don't talk to me, I can't stand seeing you like you are now."

"Uh-" Holmes turned his face and looked at Qiu Feng, who was sitting next to him, "It seems they are worried about this..." As he spoke, he raised his hand and moved his fingers.

Suddenly, the sword on Qiu Feng's chest screamed and fell backwards, floating in the air for two seconds before falling to the ground.

Qiu Feng reacted quickly and quickly pressed on his wound. He opened the menu and observed it for more than a minute, and found that although the [bleeding] state was still there, the loss of survival points had stopped. It seemed that as long as he didn't let go, the blood wouldn't flow.

Moriarty glanced at Holmes and said, "Is this necessary?"

Holmes smiled and replied: "A hasty and uncertain opponent will make the game lose the fun it deserves."

"Hmph..." Moriarty sneered, looked at the players and said: "Everyone, you heard it, please think about it slowly, don't be in a hurry." (To be continued...)