[Comprehensive] The correct strategy of Xueba

This question was not resolved until Wei Yang and Sherlock boarded You Kexin's airship.Wei Yang felt that it must be that Phantom deliberately concealed something and made it difficult for them, while Sherlock felt that this was a good game.Compared to others telling him the answer, he would rather find out by himself.

But it's not that easy.After Wei Yang looked through all the information he could find, the two of them found that the original owner had not left any relevant clues at all, at least not reflected in the information.In fact, the original owner looked so ordinary that he might not even know Kuroro-you know, the people the thief leader knows usually have something that can be used by the brigade or himself.

"If you don't know the ability to read, what can you use?" Wei Yang was very puzzled.

That's right, according to the data, the original owner is an ordinary person who can't read abilities at all.And the gap between ordinary people and people with psychic abilities is like that between ants and giants.Not to mention a master of mind power like Kuroro, even a beginner with mind power would disregard ordinary people.

Sherlock stood by the porthole, his face showing that he was thinking.After a while, he turned his head and stared at Wei Yang: "Do you think he killed you?"

"I think the possibility is not low." Wei Yang nodded slightly. "Don't you think it's suspicious? I basically don't go out, just this one time, how did he find it? Unless..." At this point, he suddenly showed a dazed expression, "Unless he also saw me that day."

"The day you watched Hisoka play." Sherlock affirmed.For someone like Kuroro, it only takes a corner of his eye to determine his target.If Wei Yang hadn't been facing Kuroro at that time, it wouldn't be surprising if he didn't find it.

"But even if this is the case, it doesn't make sense!" Wei Yang said again, "Why would Kurolo notice an ordinary person?"

The two looked at each other.There are two possibilities for this problem. One is that Kuroro's head suddenly broke down, and the other is that there are other possibilities that they don't know.And from such a short meeting, nothing can be analyzed at all-it is impossible to see Kuroro's flaws in terms of tone, expression, posture and movements.

"Generally speaking, if a person kills another person, and he is very sure; but then he sees a living person who is exactly the same, the first reaction must be to be frightened." Sherlock quickly analyzed, and glanced at He glanced at Wei Yang.

Wei Yang understood. "It didn't work for Kuroro. I don't doubt that he would not give away his feet easily under any circumstances. At least when I was in the elevator, I didn't feel anything unusual at all, such as piercing eyesight, other people's eyes. Round or something."

Circle is a special term, it doesn't refer to an ordinary circle, but a spherical psychic hood that the psychic spreads around himself.Within the scope of the mind shield, no movement or movement can escape their perception.What Wei Yang said was that Ku Luoluo didn't have any special reaction at that time, or it was very small.

"It is not ruled out that Kuroro is very calm." Sherlock said so, but his tone obviously felt that there were other possibilities for this matter.

"Do you think he might come to me for other reasons?" Wei Yang asked suspiciously. "Not because he wanted to make sure he did kill me?"

"I guess seeing is believing." Sherlock gave an ambiguous answer.

"Is there any other possibility?" Wei Yang was even more puzzled.So far, only Kurolo has behaved abnormally; if he and Kurolo didn't know each other before, he wouldn't believe it if he was killed.But according to Sherlock, there is not enough evidence to prove that Kuroro killed the original owner.

If the original owner was an ordinary person, why did he know a high-risk person like Kuroro?

If Kuroro didn't kill the original owner, then who killed the original owner?

It is obviously not a wise choice to argue with Sherlock on issues like the murder case, and the current situation is indeed confusing, so Wei Yang wisely did not ask. "Now we can at least know that Kuroro probably knows that the original owner is dead. Otherwise, he should have admitted the wrong person instead of asking me if I have a twin brother or younger brother."

"It's only half right." Although Sherlock said so, his tone was not the usual critical. "If he had really prepared for that chance encounter for a few days, he might have seen the difference between you and the original owner."

After being reminded like this, Wei Yang suddenly realized. "Ah...that's right." He admitted.Because they didn't know that Kuroro was nearby at first, they didn't take the greatest precautions.And although he has the same body as the original owner, there are still some small differences in personality.

"I really don't want to come to a conclusion," he began to wrinkle his nose, "I said that Kuroro and I knew each other very well before." Generally, friends who only know each other to a certain degree may not be able to distinguish these differences, only if they know enough.Or in other words, it was Kuroro who unilaterally understood the original owner—this is a higher probability than the previous possibility.

Both of them knew it was impossible, because Kuroro's favorability was enough to explain everything-and it was zero now.That also shows that Kuroro understands the original owner better than the original owner imagined, without emotion and condescending understanding.This is a red flag, because there is no telling when it will be revealed.

"Then you must first make him feel that you are someone else. More or less, it's good to delay for a while." Sherlock came to a conclusion. "During this time, try your best to check Kuroro's private itinerary."

"Personal? Difficult, right?" This was Wei Yang's first reaction.Although Kuroro's ability is not combat-type, but few can successfully follow him to obtain personal whereabouts.Then his second reaction became: "But if you say that, another meaning is that the rest of the brigade don't know me?"

"Most likely."

"This is a good thing." Wei Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief, "But take a step back, even if Kuroro didn't kill me, he probably knows who killed me." He pouted. "One more thing, I don't think he said 'see you next time' as a courtesy."

"I don't think so either." Sherlock's eyes flashed, as if he had thought of something, but he didn't say it directly. "Before you have enough clues, you can be misled and go in the wrong direction."

Wei Yang said in his heart that there is still you, but he didn't say it - it also seemed that he was too lazy. "When the soldiers come to cover up the water and the earth, he will definitely have to test it out. He can only do it after he has figured it out." No matter how he sees himself, he is penniless and ordinary, which means that the safety factor has greatly increased—except for Kuroro. Besides, other people will not come to trouble him.Because Hisoka was sure he wasn't interested in him, the other people were nothing to worry about.

Sherlock nodded, then suddenly asked, "How's your ability to read?"

The tone was so smooth that Wei Yang had no doubts about him. "It's still the same, not particularly fast, nor particularly slow." He measured it to be a trait system, but the specifics are yet to be studied.But after he finished answering, he saw Sherlock showing an indescribable expression, and burst out immediately: "You know what to ask again!" Sherlock probably only needs one day for what he learned for a month, which is simply discriminating against— —

Second Olympic, the top student must die!

Two days later, You Kexin.

This city is one of the most prosperous cities in the world, with high-rise buildings everywhere, and the traffic on the streets never stops.Under the appearance of feasting and feasting, what conceals is the intricate underground forces-the ten old men have actually controlled the economic lifeline of the city.

The ten old men are the ten leaders of the Youkexin gang. They have a large number of guns, ammunition, gold and silver treasures in their hands, and even organized their own troop of psychics.Given the huge gap in strength between psychics and ordinary people, the government can't do anything about them.

For example, the auction that made You Kexin famous all over the world.Auctions held during the day are formal, but there are no real treasures at all.Those who are a little more knowledgeable will know how to spend a little more money to bribe those who have invitations, and let those people take them into the auction held at night.Because all the good things are in the hands of gangsters, the underground auction is the real attraction of You Kexin.

No matter what kind of auction it is, it will officially start on September 31st.And today, just August [-]st.

On the outskirts of Youkexin, an abandoned open-air warehouse.It is not accurate to say that it is open air, because in fact the roof is just a big hole, and not all fell down; but the effect is almost the same as the open air - not only is there a large amount of skylight pouring from the top, but the surrounding walls are scattered and crumbling .

The place had obviously been deserted for a long time, but now there were more than a dozen people in strange and different costumes scattered throughout the place.Most of the people didn't move or speak; but a few people looked back and forth, and their eyebrows furrowed.

"Is number four not coming this time?" A man with a samurai braid and bathrobe and clogs spoke first.His eyes hang down slightly, revealing a lot of the whites of his eyes.Against the gloomy face and the sword in his hand, this expression looks even more menacing.

"I don't know." March replied, her voice still unwavering.She knew that Nobunaga must be asking her, but even if she and Hisoka belonged to the Department of Transformation, it was impossible to know what Hisoka was thinking. "I'm just in charge of notification."

Nobunaga clicked his tongue, looking a little annoyed. "This guy is really..."

On the other side, a baby face just finished pressing the phone. "Captain," he said, "I found it." Then he leaned over and whispered the result beside the man in the fur coat.Whether it's his face or his clothes, he looks more like a big brother next door, but he is indeed a member of the brigade - the brain of the spider, the knight.

"What did you find?" Nobunaga's attention was diverted, and he asked curiously.The knight has been fiddling with the mobile phone that he regards as his life since the assembly, and he doesn't know what information to find for the leader.

"It's a little personal problem of mine." Kuroro replied, no matter the expression or tone was the same as usual.When the knight finished speaking, the time was almost up.He stood up and glanced around. "Is everyone here?"

"Four numbers short," replied the large, scar-faced Franklin.

Kuroro frowned slightly, but it was only for a moment. "Then leave him alone, let's start first..."

Before he finished speaking, the entire wall opposite Kuroro collapsed in an instant, and several people who had been sitting close immediately jumped up and took a vigilant posture.In the huge smoke, a looming figure was getting closer and closer, until finally everyone recognized that it was a guy dressed as a clown, it was Hisoka.

"I just said a few words to someone on the way," Hisoka's voice was sad, but the expression on his face was clearly excited—because he saw Kuroro, "The Big Apple started before I waited, It really makes me sad~"

Almost everyone's eyebrows twitched in unison.Because they knew Hisoka had a weird hobby of sorting his opponents into apples—small apples, green apples, big apples, rotten apples.The Big Apple is what Hisoka is most willing to challenge, but if Hisoka kills it, it will be a rotten fruit.At the same time, they also knew that Kuroro had been followed by Hisoka for several years.

Kuroro's prestige in the brigade is extremely high, and several people wanted to refute Hisoka at once, but they were stopped by Kuroro's raised hand. "Speak a few words with someone?" He asked back.

"A big apple, a rotten fruit." Hisoka raised his eyebrows indifferently. "Head, are you interested too?"

"No, just asking." Kuroro looked calm. "Since everyone is here, let's start directly."