"Let me continue," said Holmes. He put down his pipe and looked at the table. "It is presumed that Professor Moriarty is mentally retarded."
His words gave the four players the misconception that they were hearing things.
Only Professor Moriarty himself was still as calm as an ancient well.
"Nice try," Moriarty said casually.
Holmes smiled and shrugged. He mimicked Feng Bujue's tone and said, "It doesn't cost me anything to try."
The players had no idea what these two guys were up to. However, 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 didn't pick up the card. Instead, he turned the card over on the table to reveal the picture on the front.
On the card … was a picture of a bomb. It was the black ball bomb that often appeared in cartoons.
Holmes glanced at the card, then stood up and took a few steps back to put some distance between himself and the table.
He began to fumble in his pockets. When he touched the left pocket of his coat, his expression changed slightly. "Oh, here it is," he said. He took out a black ball bomb that was slightly bigger than an orange from the pocket.
The shape of the bomb was exactly the same as the one on the card, and the fuse was lit. The moment it was taken out of the pocket, the fuse was almost burnt out.
Boom!
Before the four players could react, the explosion happened. The three of them were stunned. Feng Bujue, on the other hand, had a smile on his face …
The power of the bomb was average. It only affected an area of about a meter in radius. A ball of thick black smoke enveloped Holmes' upper body and blocked everyone's view.
Moriarty sat there as steadily as a mountain. He didn't even intend to look back.
Not long after, the black smoke dissipated, and Holmes stood there unscathed. He patted the dust off his body and strode back to the table. He picked up his pipe and said, "Gentlemen, please continue."
"Hey … What do you mean? Is the punishment you received just a smokescreen? "Qiu Feng said unhappily.
"No, it was a real explosion," Holmes replied. "If I had stayed at the table, it would have affected everyone."
"Hmph … If it's not a trick, it means that they are very powerful in this space. The punishment will not harm them," Hong Hu said.
"Yes." Holmes bit his pipe and nodded slightly.
"I'm sorry," Weighty Words said. "I suddenly remembered that there is a crucial question that you have not explained." He looked at Moriarty and Holmes. "How is the winner decided in this game?"
Moriarty replied, "As long as any one of you can deduce the truth, you win."
"And if all four of us die before we find out the truth, it will be the victory of the 'insiders'." Feng Bujue continued the professor's words to Weighty Words.
"Good that you understand. It's your turn now." Moriarty looked at Feng Bujue.
"Since the round where the insiders enter the game is considered a hint …" Feng Bujue put down the knife and sat forward. "Then from this round onwards, before I say 'words', I have to declare whether this is a 'question', 'speculation', or 'deduction', right?"
"Yes," Moriarty replied.
"By the way," Feng Bujue said, "if I say 'hint' again, what will happen?"
"Before the fifth round, your 'repeated declaration' will be considered invalid," Moriarty replied. "Your turn will continue until you announce a valid choice." Moriarty replied, "Your turn will continue until you announce a valid choice."
"Oh … Er, there is one more thing." Feng Bujue pointed at the table. "Reach out to flip through these unopened cards or tear them apart or destroy them …"
"Death is all," Holmes interrupted him in a leisurely tone.
When Feng Bujue heard that, he shook his head and dawdled for a while. Suddenly, he slammed the table and shouted, "Ask!"
"If you want to ask, just ask. Why are you so surprised …" Swan said.
"That's right. I have a weak heart." Autumn Wind pointed at the hilt of the sword in his chest.
Feng Bujue ignored them and threw out his own question. "What is the law of this dimension?"
Brother Jue's question was basically equivalent to "Say it and let me win." He also knew that things would not be that simple. He was just giving it a try to pave the way for his teammates' turn.
Sure enough, after he asked the question, none of the cards on the table moved.
The professor explained in a timely manner, "When you ask a question, the player on the other side can choose to answer or not answer."
Holmes continued, "If we choose not to answer, you will be exempted from punishment once."
Moriarty said, "And if we answer this question, the Round Table will begin to judge …" He paused for a second. "If the questioner himself can gain some useful information from our answers, then this inquiry will be deemed valuable. Otherwise, it will be a meaningless question, and the questioner will be punished. "
Holmes took another puff of his cigarette while the professor was talking. Then he added, "Also, you can't ask the same question twice. You can't change the wording or the meaning, or you will be punished. "
Moriarty shrugged. "As for your question now, we will naturally … not answer."
After he said that, a card on the table with the word 'question' on the back flipped over on its own and moved in front of Feng Bujue. There was no picture on the front of the card, only the word 'exemption' written in black and white.
"Hey, hey, hey …" Qiu Feng could not help but interrupt. "If you keep choosing not to answer, when all the meaningful questions are asked, won't the 'inquiry' be useless to us?" His question was also what the other players were thinking.
"So, you'd better use the question to gain immunity before all the meaningful questions are asked," Moriarty said.
"You can also try to set up a trap and use seemingly meaningless questions to lure us into revealing useful information," Holmes suggested with a fearless attitude. He smiled. "Don't worry about us lying. As long as we choose to answer, we have to tell the truth."
"Then … before I choose the card, can the two of you share your speculation and presumption?" Hong Hu asked.
"'Speculation' is to propose a hypothesis," Holmes replied. "If the content of the conjecture has nothing to do with unraveling the truth, the conjector will draw a penalty card directly." He paused. "And a reasonable and constructive conjecture will draw a white card after flipping it over. At this time, the professor and I will have to respond to your speculation … and answer whether you are 'right,' 'wrong,' or 'not accurate.' "
"'Presumption' is to state a 'conclusion,' and the round table will judge whether it is correct or not. If you are right, you will get a white card, and if you are wrong … you will be punished with death, "Moriarty added. Moriarty added. "Of course, Holmes was punished only because his conclusion had nothing to do with the 'truth.' Just as you predicted earlier, the 'hints' from those who do not know the truth are meaningless, and those who do know can only come up with some irrelevant or wrong conclusions when they make a 'presumption'. "
After this explanation, the room fell into silence.
The four players were trying their best to think quickly. They were well aware of how grim the situation was.
The complexity and difficulty of this round table game was something they had not encountered before. And the two opponents they were playing against were god-like sages, and they were set to be invincible in the scenario.
If they wanted to win, they had to use 'language' to gain enough information within the time limit and the rules to deduce the 'truth', or the rules hidden in this space.
"I … will ask." Hong Hu did not think for too long. He knew that time was precious. For this round, he decided to secure an exemption card first.
His teammates understood what he meant. Because Autumn Wind was bleeding, wasting time might mean losing a member. And with every member lost, there would be one less round for the 'unknowing'.
"Question — Mr. Holmes, what is the reason why you were not killed by the explosion earlier?"
Hong Hu, the strategist, lived up to his name. He would definitely be able to get an exemption card with this question. Because the power of these two bosses was closely related to the rules of this space, this question was not going to be answered.
"Ha … this is so delightful." Holmes turned to Moriarty and said, "Professor, the guests you have invited today are really interesting …" He took a puff from his pipe and pointed it in the direction of Swan. "Take this one for example. Not only is she intelligent, but she also has a unique ability to observe and reason."
"Yes, another example is that kid," Moriarty replied in a tepid tone. His eyes turned to Feng Bujue. "He is very similar to you. His mind is sharp and logical, but he is extremely conceited, casual, and unrestrained."
"Are you going to answer or not?" Ambitionist urged. He did not think that it was an honor to be praised by two virtual game characters. He only knew that these two BOSSes would waste a certain amount of time by looking around and talking about him.
"Hey! Don't be so hasty. " At this moment, Qiu Feng interrupted. "Next, they will most likely praise me and Weighty Words. Let them finish."
"Brother Autumn Wind, you really don't know what's good for you …" Weighty Words flipped his hair. "If not for the sword in your chest, we wouldn't have needed to race against time."
"Hahaha …" Autumn Wind could not help but laugh. "Don't talk to me. I can't stand seeing you like this."
Holmes turned around and looked at Qiu Feng, who was sitting next to him. "Looks like they're worried about this …" As he spoke, he raised his hand and moved his fingers.
Suddenly, the sword in Autumn Wind's chest flew out with a hiss. It floated in the air for two seconds before falling to the ground.
Autumn Wind reacted quickly and quickly pressed on his wound. He opened the menu and observed for a minute. He realized that even though the bleeding status was still there, the loss of Life Points had stopped. It looked like as long as he did not let go, the bleeding would stop.
Moriarty glanced at Holmes. "Is this necessary?" he asked.
Sherlock Holmes replied with a smile, "A panicked opponent will make the game lose the fun it should have."
"Humph …" Moriarty scoffed and looked at the players. "Everyone, you heard him. Please take your time to think about it."
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