Super Species Player

The accident happened, and it was within Jiang Qian's expectation.

In just one turn, Xiaoyang who was following him suddenly disappeared.

Jiang Qian raised his arrow and looked around. The paintings and graffiti all over the room seemed to come alive. Strange abstract living bodies came out of the paintings and walls, staggering and squeezing towards him.

"Well, a bunch of greasepaint doesn't scare me."

He simply closed his eyes to avoid the bias caused by the two-dimensional perspective. Relying on the high-dimensional perspective of spiritual vision, he launched an offensive and defensive battle with the sky full of oil paint in a limited space.

The arrows fired in succession, tearing apart famous paintings, and the strange power transformed by a few lumps of ink disappeared in an instant.

The whole space is restored to tranquility.

【Side mission updated! 】

[Team up to explore Duke Hyland’s collection room, mission progress: 10%]

In my mind, a dungeon prompt suddenly sounded.

It's only 10%... Jiang Qian opened his eyes and saw Xiaoyang kneeling on the ground, eyes blank, so he walked over and slapped him on the forehead!

"Wake up."

Xiaoyang was so excited that she opened her eyes!

Her horrifying eyes focused on Jiang Qian for a moment before she gradually regained her composure. Then she immediately leaned down, put her hands on the ground and gasped: "Just now, just now I..."

She accidentally caught a glimpse of a strange human face stepping on her feet. The expression on the face was distorted, as if she had stepped on it and it hurt!

Then, the face opened its mouth wide and took her legs in...

"speak slowly."

Jiang Qian walked away from Xiaoyang, avoiding the embarrassment of being asked for new year's money.

While listening to the girl stumblingly explain what she had experienced, he went to the scroll that he had just pierced with an arrow, retrieved the arrow, and gathered the 15 paintings together.

"Doesn't it sound like your feet were kissed by oil paint? There's nothing scary about that."

"Hey...is this the point?"

Xiaoyang sat on the ground with a blushing face, and was about to protest when she saw Jiang Qian pile a stack of damaged scrolls in front of her.

Suddenly confused: "What are you doing?"

"These are the things that scared you just now, and there is a mystery behind them."

So the two turned over the scrolls, lay on the ground and pieced them together, switching and combining the 15 paintings back and forth like kindergarten children playing with jigsaw puzzles, and finally pieced together a complete picture that fit perfectly.

【Side mission updated! 】

[Team up to explore Duke Hyland’s collection room, mission progress: 30%]

The sound sounded again.

At the same time, the two discovered that every four "inner corners" of these 15 paintings could be combined to form a new pattern!

There are exactly 8 such patterns, and 4 of them are the trump card patterns of their camp: hammer, glasses, pills, and parasol.

"So that's it!"

Xiaoyang pointed to the other four pictures: pistol, mask, cloak, and knife.

His eyes widened instantly: "It was a pistol! It was the pistol that killed the pill."

Jiang Qian smiled, and his question was more direct: "Who do you think the pistol is?"

"Is it...a fitness guy?"

"Same feeling. Not to mention that he was full of prejudice against plaid shirt from the beginning to the end. After plaid shirt's death, he was the most active in pointing the finger at me. And in desperation, he was the first to point out in a tacit manner that even if It’s possible to kill someone without using your hands.”

"Stop telling the truth~"

"Let's think so for now."

Jiang Qian continued to look at the other three patterns: "The cook's trump card may be the "mask", which seems to be the most likely to have the ability to disguise. "

"Then...who will the "cloak" be? "

"It should be Wang Fugui," Jiang Qian recalled with a smile. "He had an argument with the bodybuilder brother before and asked him to find a piece of cloth to cover himself - find a piece of cloth. Now think about it, is it a hint to him? The trump card is "cloak"? "

"Yes, I remembered it too!" Xiaoyang suddenly became excited, "And the function of the "cloak" is similar to that of my "parasol". It has a defensive or defensive effect, so he was only injured before, but not killed. ! "

Jiang Qian smiled and nodded.

There are still "hammer" and "knife" left.

"Actually, there is no suspense anymore. The socialite sister opposite you has been helping us speak. She should have understood our code words from the beginning. She also deliberately teased us with words, trying to put up a smoke bomb to confuse our position."

"Hmm, so you just helped the socialite sister out of trouble, right? We are teammates. She was the one who chose to attack Wang Fugui next to you in the last round."

"That's pretty much what it means."

His thoughts were quickly clarified, but Jiang Qian sighed softly.

This move especially aroused Xiaoyang's attention: "What's wrong with you, Brother Jiang Yang?"

"The situation is still not optimistic."

Jiang Qian said bluntly: "So far, the "Pill" we have lost seems to be a card with significant functions, but the opponent only lost one disguise card "Mask", and the opponent's camp still has two powerful cards left. Aggressive trump card..."

He looked at "Pistol" and "Knife" and thought: If both cards are attack cards, why did the pistol kill someone in the last round, but the knife did not play any role?

At least so far, he hadn't observed the knife's role.

Is it due to attack conditions, or is the knife pressed?

Jiang Qian focused on the patterns on the ground and suddenly had an idea: "This 'knife' seems to be no ordinary knife..."

He stood up from the scroll: "Let's continue."

Xiao Yang couldn't keep up with Jiang Qian's thoughts for a moment, but he still stood up and followed the other's steps closely.

...

In the broken sword formation, Dr. Dai and Tony Fugui stood with their backs to each other with weapons.

When the dust settled around them, the two of them sweated and put away their weapons.

At this time, Tony Fugui's face had regained its color, and the effect of the white bandage wrapped across his shoulders could be faintly seen under his shawl.

"I saw a ghost, this place..."

"Don't move, there seems to be something there." Dr. Dai raised his alert again.

The armor of a terracotta warrior standing in the corner of the house was broken, revealing the pale flesh of a human.

The two approached vigilantly, looked at each other, and Dr. Dai took off the ceramic mask of the terracotta warrior himself...

Tony Fugui jumped up and said, "Isn't this the cook?!"

"Sure enough, no wonder that group can squeeze in one person, it turns out that the real person is dead." Dr. Dai sneered.

"Third party forces?"

"I guess so."

The faces of both of them became solemn.

…

“Brother Jiang Yang, Brother Jiang Yang, look at this!”

Jiang Qian and Xiao Yang searched along the painting exhibition hall, passed the ancient book area, and the calligraphy counter.

The two were rummaging through boxes and cabinets in a large study room.

“What is that?” Jiang Qian took a closer look, “gift list?”

Xiao Yang pointed to Jiang Qian confidently, “This gift list is for Duke Helande’s 60th birthday. A series of gifts were registered, but this gift was circled and crossed out! Look, isn’t it strange?”

It’s a bit strange indeed.

“Look for it later to see if there are any related records.” Jiang Qian said as he started to look through the gift list at the back.

Xiao Yang also followed suit.

“Here,” Jiang Qian circled the key information at a glance, “Sure enough, there is a problem. This gift has appeared several times in different gifts and purchase lists in the future. If it is not a repeated record, then there is a big problem.”

Thinking of this, a question popped up in the minds of the two at the same time:

What the hell is this gift?

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