Occultist

The white silk scarf was crushed to death by the flower pot.

She pursed her lips and sat back in her original position.

At this time, the classroom is full of cheerful atmosphere, but the first 10 minutes for asking questions have passed.

Crutches said: "Your chances are exhausted, let's start a free discussion now. Wake me up in 10 minutes."

After speaking, the microphone seemed to be turned off.

And the pre-prepared music began to come from the crutch: "I wish you peace~ah~ I wish you peace~"

"..." Many people wondered: Why have I never found out that this lyrics is so shocking?

At this time, the door was suddenly opened, and the first-level agent walked in: Comrade Fei Lian.

In the past two months, Fei Lian has become acquainted with everyone in the Secret Service.

After he came in, someone looked at him with admiration: God-man!This man can stay by Mr.'s side for several months without leaving him. What a powerful willpower!

Fei Lian came in and looked at the crutches on the podium—this crutches were chosen by Yiying.Fei Lian couldn't stop laughing. He found a seat in the audience and sat down. He waved his hand and signaled, "Don't worry about me, just continue the discussion."

The discussion time started, and the mystics in the audience were still chattering.

Later, the green vest got up and summed up: "First of all, regardless of the race, nationality and gender of the dead, the only thing in common is the belief in the flying pasta religion. Second, we now know that a wealthy businessman used a drug overdose to realize his death. Painless suicide. Finally, don’t forget the new clue that Mr. gave us: Suppose someone wants to break into the Flying Spaghetti Cult, and he is crushed to death by a flower pot, which means that it is either a coincidence or a deliberate murder, which means The Spaghetti Cult has a secret that they absolutely don’t want outsiders to know.”

Immediately someone said: "I have a guess: a mystic appeared among the disciples of the Flying Spaghetti God Sect. In order to strengthen the related strength, he began to hunt and kill fellow believers."

The green vest asked back: "Then how did he contact and kill other people, such as the rich businessman?"

"Maybe it's hypnosis," someone said.

At this time, Bai Silk Scarf interjected: "If you still remember, Mr. Yi is a hypnotist. There is no reason why he would let such a clue go."

But another woman in the classroom immediately retorted: "Who knows if Mr. Yi missed the clues on purpose? Judging from his previous behavior, he is quite a wicked man."

Immediately, some people hesitated to speak and looked at Fei Lian who was sitting in the corner.

Fei Lian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "Sir, it's not enough to embarrass you like this."

In an instant, the classroom seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, the music playing in the crutches stopped, and Mr. Yi's electronic voice came from inside again: "Student □□! It's not your turn to speak, please sit down for me."

Fei Lian: "..."

About 6 minutes had passed, but Mr. One said: "Since you have all started looking for off-field assistance, it means that the internal discussion is almost done. Okay, now everyone submits an answer to me. After 60 seconds, there is no answer." Hand it in, zero points warning!"

After he finished speaking, everyone bowed their heads immediately.

I saw a page appeared on the touch monitor of each seat, the information given on the question stem was simply listed, and the text box to fill in the answer was below, and the classroom was immediately filled with a distressed atmosphere of scratching one's head.

However, only Fei Lian's question stems are very different.

It read: [Write a love letter to Mr. Yi, with any subject matter except poetry, within 1000 words. 】

Fei Lian: "..." I love your sister's book! !

Fei Lian picked up the electronic pen with a brow full of black lines, and began to seriously draw a grimace on the blank page.

Since he was sitting in the corner of the last row, behind him was the horny classmate who had just finished his handstand. The latter stood on tiptoe curiously, trying to peek at his screen.

Oh, what a vigilant first-level agent Fei Lian is, he immediately blocked his answer with both hands.

After 60 seconds, an artificial electronic sound came out from the crutch: "Beep beep beep, it's time! Stop writing now, or pull it out and play chirp until you die!"

Most of the people had already finished filling it out at this time, but the white silk scarf who was writing quickly thought about it and reluctantly stopped writing.

Then, the crutch said: "Let me look at the answer. Oh, let's start with the last words of our fallen martyrs."

White silk scarf: "..."

"'There is a very valuable hypnotic secret technique in the teachings of the Flying Spaghetti God. Their internal members began to hunt and kill each other, and hypnotized each other to commit suicide, so as not to arouse the police's vigilance.'" Crutches finished, commented, " With this level of crime, it's no wonder she's a 'martyr'. You have to judge her answer."

Niu Jiaojian was surprised, and quickly said kindly: "These believers live all over the world, and they basically don't have the opportunity to contact in private, especially the rich man, he doesn't need to contact anyone, as long as he spends a sum of money to hire a killer, he can kill almost everyone. Everyone. And as long as he is on his guard, it is almost impossible to be hypnotized, because there must be a team of security and doctors behind him."

"Very well, one point will be deducted, you can go back to your seat." The crutch said.

Niu Jiaojian was even more surprised: "Why is the point deducted?!"

The crutch said: "Anyway, he doesn't know all the believers, so I can't pretend to be a doctor and sneak in to hypnotize him?"

Niujiao choked, speechless.

The crutch said again: "You mentioned that he has money and can do whatever he wants, so add three points; there is no close relationship between believers, add three points; but you forgot one thing, people with hypnotic secrets can do whatever they want, so seven points are deducted. anymore question?"

Niu Jiaojian slipped back to his seat in desperation.

Then, the crutch said: "How many people here think that the secret behind this matter is hypnotism, raise your hand."

The field was sparse, and three or four hands were raised.

The crutch said: "Turn right when you go out and you will find the toilet. It's none of your business today, friends, goodbye~ goodbye~ goodbye!"

The people who raised their hands looked at each other, and the white silk scarf who wrote the answer asked, "Why can't it be hypnosis?"

The crutch said: "I repeat, people with hypnotism can do whatever they want. If I were a person with this ability, I would hypnotize this family doctor and let him hypnotize this rich man to commit suicide. Just arrange for him to commit suicide immediately after being arrested by the police Hypnotic seeds will suffice."

Fei Lian thought: It really is your criminal style!

The white silk scarves had no choice but to leave the classroom.

Then, the crutch seemed to start flipping through the answers again, and read one of them: "'There is a secret in the teachings of the Flying Spaghetti God that can cause people to commit suicide.' Oh, this answer is concise and powerful, who wrote it? Stand up. "

The green vest stood up tremblingly - obviously, after the first few times of teasing, most of the people present discovered the demonic nature of Mr. Yi.

Then I heard the crutches say: "Student □□, please evaluate this answer."

Fei Lian looked around in a daze, and saw that everyone was looking at him, so he had to accept his fate, thought for a while and said: "Although it is very simple, it is enough to be logical enough."

The crutches were noncommittal, and said to the green vest: "You explain it yourself."

The green vest seemed to have a little confidence in himself, and said: "Perhaps one of the teachings has become a secret by mistake, and the believers either found out, or only one or two people found out and spread it; He was influenced by the secret and committed suicide without knowing it."

There was a whisper from below.

The crutch said: "It seems that someone disagrees with your point of view. You have a horny horn, so let's talk about it."

Niu Jiaojian immediately stood up, looked at the green vest and said, "Then I would like to ask a key question: What is this secret?"

The green vest's expression immediately became guilty again. He looked at the people in the classroom and said, "Maybe it's some kind of psychological hint. For example, Black Saturday a long time ago is said to be a banned song that can arouse people's negative emotions." , its composers and performers committed suicide one after another..."

Niu Jiaojian said: "Hmph, that's nonsense, it's just an urban legend. Do you have any concrete evidence to prove that there is any religious music or other forms of the Flying Spaghetti Sect that can induce people to commit suicide?"

At this time, another occultist raised his hand and said, "I study brain waves. There is indeed a kind of beta wave that can affect the mood of the people present. But this technology is also very controversial internationally, and there is no experiment to prove it." Conclusive proof that it works."

"Okay, let's bring the topic back." The crutches spoke, "I don't consider the song, because we investigated all the electronic social accounts of all the deceased, and there is no such thing as paying attention to a song, a movie, or being on the same forum at the same time. They did not go to the same place at the same time or in batches.”

As a result, the off-court thinking stagnated again for a while, and Niujiaojian and Green Vest began to argue with each other.

At this time, another hand was raised underneath, and a man wearing a monocle stood up and said: "Sir, this is an unfair subject. A secret is a secret because it is revealed under unfounded circumstances." , we can't guess at all."

Crutches said with interest: "I can tell you that all of us observers did not feel suicidal after reading the teachings of the Flying Spaghetti God. So what do you think is the truth?"

"Yes, there is a secret in the teachings of the Flying Spaghetti God or other related content, but it is impossible to deduce it based on the information we have, and it is possible that they disappeared after they committed suicide, and cannot be used by later generations. People discovered it." Monocle said, "Otherwise, the serial deaths of religious figures would not have been suspenseful and have not been solved."

The crutch said: "So, we can only leave this case alone and wait for the police to find more clues?"

Monocle seemed to hesitate for a moment, as if he felt that there was something wrong with the crutches, but finally nodded: "Yes, we'd better wait for more clues instead of blindly guessing."

"Aha, congratulations." The crutches immediately said with a smile, "You have obtained the achievement of 'Bai Shou Tai Xuan Sutra'! After 60 years, the police still haven't got any more clues, and you are dying of old age! Come on, everyone stand up for The martyrs observe 30 seconds of silence!"

Everyone: "..."

Fei Lian: "..." Standard ending?