this is not a joke

Chapter 61 An Alternative Turtle Soup
The so-called "death" in this strange talk cannot be guessed by common sense. For example, it is impossible for a dead person in the real world to move, speak, or communicate with you.

But in ghost talk it does.

Before getting into the car just now, Wei An noticed that the driver was talking to him and smiling, and the other three people in the car turned their heads and glanced at him.

After he got into the car, the two men sitting in the back row moved to give him their seats.

A dead person definitely can't do this, so although this person is dead, he should have turned into a weird person, hiding among normal people in a weird form.

According to the mission information, he had to use some method to find this person, and he had to guess.

I don't know which passenger will get off at the next location, and if the destination of the "dead man" is reached, and the other party gets off the car directly, does it mean that the mission has failed.

Fortunately, it was raining heavily, causing the vehicles on the road to drive slowly. The destination of the three passengers seemed to be far away, and the taxi did not intend to pull over.

No one in the car spoke, Wei An leaned back slightly, his eyes wandered around everyone, paying attention to their facial expressions, only the girl sitting in the co-pilot seat, he couldn't quite see what the other person looked like .

The expressions of the other two male passengers and the taxi driver were normal. The driver was concentrating on driving. For the other two male passengers, the one by the window looked out of the car window sideways, while the man sitting in the middle lowered his head and brushed. cell phone.

The girl should also be swiping her phone, because the light in the co-pilot's seat is a little bright.

"Why do everyone else have a mobile phone, but I don't?" Wei An murmured to himself.

If you look at it this way, you can't tell who is dead at all, unless the person smells bad, or the expression is stiff, that is, a dead face.

Wei An deliberately adjusted his sitting posture, leaned forward, and found that the co-pilot girl was staring at her mobile phone screen with a focused expression. There was no dead face in the car, and there was no smell.

It even exudes a faint fragrance, which should be the perfume emanating from the girl who is the co-pilot.

The observation was invalid. Wei An opened his briefcase and found that besides some templates of house sales contracts and a voided paper contract, there was also a notebook.

"So I work for a real estate agency." Wei An confirmed his identity.

He opened the only black notebook, which densely recorded the names and contact information of the guests who were interested in buying second-hand houses, and also recorded the location and price of some key houses.

After flipping through it for a while, there seemed to be no useful clues. Wei An was about to close the notebook when suddenly the last page was turned over, and there was also a written record on it.

Wei An took a closer look and found that it was a turtle soup puzzle.

The so-called "Turtle Soup" is a situational reasoning intellectual game in which one party proposes a question and the other party guesses, that is, someone tells the result of a scene, and others guess what happened or the protagonist's occupation and behavioral purpose based on the result.

However, during the game, the questioner knows the soup base, and the person answers yes or no to the answerer's question until he guesses the answer.

Vian had heard of it before, but never played it.

There's no way the turtle soup puzzle just happened to end up on the last page of your character's notebook by accident, it's there for a reason.

Wei An pondered in his heart, and quickly finished reading these words.

He cleared his throat, broke the silence in the car, and said, "The road is slow now, why don't we come to guess the riddle, brother driver?"

There is also a reason for asking the taxi driver’s opinion first, because if other passengers either play with their mobile phones or have something on their minds, if Wei’an rashly proposes to play games, no one will necessarily agree.

But asking the driver is different. The car can't drive fast in this rainy day. This guy is bored now.

As soon as Wei An said it, the driver nodded immediately and said, "Okay, what's the riddle?"

"Turtle Soup Puzzle, I said a noodle soup, which is a description of a scene or the outcome of a situation. Come and guess the soup base, which is why this result happened. But I don't know what the soup base is, so I can't answer you 'Yes' or 'No'." Wei An explained patiently.

"Okay, let's try." The taxi driver obviously hadn't heard of turtle soup before, but he was still interested.

In fact, Wei An couldn't remember any sea turtle soup puzzles, but there happened to be one on the last page of the notebook, so he read it directly.

"There is a girl who eats and broadcasts on the Internet. She is very popular and makes a lot of money. Her husband has been in charge of working behind the scenes and contacting advertisers, and has protected the girl's physical condition very well. But the girl She still gradually gained weight. One day the girl woke up from a coma and found that she had lost weight, and then she burst into tears, claiming to call the police to arrest her husband. May I ask why?"

After reading, Wei An closed the notebook. He didn't see the answer in the notebook, so he was also thinking about the answer to the noodle soup.

The man who answered first was the man sitting near the left car window. This man had been staring at the rain scene outside the window, and at the same time he could hear Wei An's words clearly.

"It may be that the girl's husband gave her a large amount of emetic drugs, causing her to fall asleep after vomiting, which endangered her health."

Wei An didn't speak.

The man sitting next to him shook his head, put down his phone and said, "I don't think so. Think about it, this person will have a day when he eats a lot of food every day. Although money comes quickly, health also loses quickly I speculate that this girl eats like this every day, coupled with too much mental stress, which gradually accumulates and causes her emotions to lose control. She mistakenly believes that her husband is trying to harm her, so she calls the police and arrests him."

"Then why did she lose weight when she woke up?" asked the man by the window.

"I'm under a lot of mental pressure, it's an illusion! I always think that there are people who want to harm me." The man in the middle shrugged.

"Could it be like this..." The taxi driver also knew how to play the riddle at this time, and said while driving: "Don't you know that there is a liposuction operation now? Some bold private clinics are quietly doing it. Do. This girl eats and broadcasts, and she really eats. If she doesn’t do a lot of exercise, her body will definitely gain weight. Could it be that her husband gave her sleeping pills or anesthetics to make her unconscious in order to maintain her figure? Then contact the doctor who performed liposuction to complete the operation for her?"

"Well, this answer is a bit creepy, but it seems more reliable." The man sitting in the middle of the back row nodded.

The man by the window didn't speak, but seemed to acquiesce in the taxi driver's answer that it was more reliable.

"No." At this time, the young woman sitting in the co-pilot seat shook her head, "If it is liposuction surgery for her, it can not only make her thinner, but also continue to eat and broadcast to make money, why would she disagree? Is it? So I figured it might not be liposuction, even though it was surgery."

"What's that?" the taxi driver asked.

"Abortion operation." The woman said.

The others in the car were taken aback.

"The woman wasn't really fat, but she was pregnant. She wanted to give birth to a child, but her husband thought that having a child would affect her eating and broadcasting for a long time and affect her current popularity, so he put her to sleep and found her without authorization. The black doctor performed an abortion for her. That's why the girl cried when she woke up, and called the police to arrest her husband," the woman explained.

Others in the car nodded one after another, and then suddenly realized that this was the best answer.

At this moment, a line of words appeared in front of Wei An's eyes.

[The first passenger is about to arrive at the destination, please choose who is the dead person during the countdown. 】

Then a 10-second countdown appeared in front of my eyes.

(End of this chapter)