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Chapter 135 Chaswar (Bai Yin Meng [Pretending to be a Gentleman.] 73(2/3)

She looked at the time on her watch and saw that it was already three o'clock in the morning.

She came to this corridor as early as when it was getting dark.

In front of her was a single cell, in which a serial murderer, Reddeck Lauer, was imprisoned.

Since last night, the Iris Church has been advertising to the prophet Charles everywhere, so Yuyouzi will naturally not miss this important information.

This is consistent with her background introduction when she entered the game.

The Church of Iris is collecting faith, and they need the power of faith to light up the iris on the top of Omda Church.

Youyouzi doesn't know what the purpose of that flower is, but at least there is a reasonable explanation for the church's unremitting efforts to promote prophecies and mysteries.

Yuyuko is a player who pays more attention to logic.

Her logic is mainly reflected in the elimination method.

She had searched for all eight prophets - after hearing the news about Charles, she ran through the remaining four towns overnight and picked up four liars, leaving only one Charles. She was a true prophet, but when she quietly entered Charles's garden this afternoon and heard the other person's prediction from a distance, she discovered another problem——

All three prophecies are tonight.

As a hard-core assassin who often achieves perfect lurking, Yuyuko subconsciously wondered whether the other party might be a hard-core prophet like herself.

Charlie's performance was so confident that she even gave this man two points of impression in her heart.

Compared with those false prophets who don't even dare to speak too clearly, Charles simply doesn't want to be too true.

For this man to be so confident, there are only two situations in Yuyouzi's opinion.

First, Charles is indeed good at prophecy, and the predictions he gives are facts that are about to happen, so he is naturally confident.

Second, Charles is strong enough to be able to manually turn prophecies into reality. He first prophesies casually and then goes ahead and does it.

So Youyouzi came to the detention center early.

One squat lasted nine hours.

This was her way of verifying whether Charles was a true prophet.

If someone comes to assassinate Redecker tonight, Charles, the prophet, cannot believe it casually - it is unclear whether it is someone sent by Charles himself, and a second verification is needed.

It would be best if she could catch the murderer and interrogate him properly.

If it was Charles himself who came, there would be no need to go to such trouble. She could just mark the opponent as a wolf and go directly to the next prophet.

As for the situation where no one came, Yuyouzi never considered it at all.

Unless someone comes to kill Redeker, can Redeker still die suddenly on his own?

Youyuko trusts her own judgment.

But why haven't people come yet...

For nine hours, she was tired from waiting.

Redke slept soundly and sweetly in the cell, but she squatted like an idiot outside.

Who is the prisoner?

Yuyouzi couldn't help but have another thought in her mind.

Could that man have been bluffing?

Knowing that he has not mastered the art of prophecy, he simply tries his best to perform, and then finds a way to make it true the next day?

If that were the case, wouldn't she have to...

"Tick tock."

Just when Youyouzi was thinking about whether to carve a flower on Charles' heart, a subtle sound of dripping water suddenly sounded in the quiet air.

"Tick tock, tick tock."

"Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock..."

The sounds came from the cell in front of me, and they were getting louder and faster.

With the bonus of related talents, Yuyuko's night vision ability is very powerful. In the darkness, she clearly saw that Reddick was melting on the bed - from his limbs to his torso and then to his head, as if he had been thrown into a furnace. The pieces of iron slowly turned into blood, soaked into the bedding, and kept dripping from all the gaps in the rusty iron frame bed.

The blood dripped and formed a blood line, as if several faucets were opened at the same time. The bright red blood quickly covered the ground and flowed out from under the iron bars, filling the air with a pungent smell of blood.

Youyuko opened her eyes wide and looked at this scene in disbelief.

Redecker in his sleep turned into a pool of blood under her eyes - this should have been an extremely painful way to die, but Redeke did not make any sound of discomfort during the whole process, as if he was completely unaware of himself

is dying.

And she stayed here the whole time and didn't notice any suspicious movement.

The blood flowed very fast, and the blood lines between the beds turned into blood drops again.

"Tick tock, tick tock..."

There was no one on the bed, only a wrinkled, blood-red and muddy prison uniform was left.

Scarlet blood spread to the aisle, staining the girl's white sneakers red.

The scene in front of her was strange and bloody, making Yuyouzi's breathing quicken slightly, and a moist flush appeared on her face.

"What a cruel way of killing, a lot of blood was shed."

"But……"

"I like it so much..."



at the same time.

Gu Chi and Xia Ling have returned home.

"Are you so sure that Yuyouzi will come over?" Xia Ling asked, taking off his coat and throwing it into the changing tub.

The tight-fitting purple sweater immediately exposed the girl's alluring curves. I wonder if it was an illusion, but the ups and downs seemed to be greater than before?

Gu Chi glanced politely and then looked away, replying: "Not sure, it's just that she appeared in the city yesterday and can become invisible again, so she meets this condition."

Yuyouzi's mission is to find the prophet and help the prophet fulfill his wish. It is impossible for Yuyouzi to ignore the Iris Church's propaganda.

Put yourself in someone else's shoes, if Gu Chi were Youyouzi himself, he would definitely go to the garden during the day, at least to see what the prophet looks like.

That's why he asked Xia Ling before if he would go into hiding.

The three prophecies are all tonight. Youyouzi should be able to guess his intentions if he uses his brain a little.

Whether he, the prophet, is true or false is very important to Youyuko.

If she is not with the farmer and Serena, the probability of her appearing in the detention center becomes very high.

As a death row prisoner, Redecker himself is a "quiet target", and it is relatively easier for him to wait and see.

It doesn't matter if Youyouzi doesn't go. Gu Chi won't lose anything. He just spends a few more points of Dao Yun to kill someone in the air, which is like buying insurance for his status as a prophet.

"Brother Gu Chi is so meticulous!" Xia Ling praised.

She likes to praise Gu Chi very much.

Relationships need to be managed.

Psychology shows that complimenting each other will make partners more attractive - this was something she read in Gu Chi's book by chance, and Xia Ling thought it made sense.

She had never thought about why the book had been sitting on the table for so long.

Gu Chi praised back: "You are also careful."

Xia Ling said "Hey": "Shouldn't you praise me for being great?"

The bad guy would actually miss this opportunity to tease her while driving?

Gu Chi: "Maybe we are not talking about the same part?"

Xia Ling didn't understand it at first, but when she saw Gu Chi's eyes moving downward, she suddenly understood, and her pretty face instantly turned blood red.

It wasn't that Gu Chi didn't drive, it was that she didn't get up there herself.

"You are getting worse and worse!" Xia Ling glared at Gu Chi with red cheeks and punched him.

The small fist hit the back gently but not too hard. Gu Chi looked enjoying it and said comfortably: "Two more punches, just because I'm tired today."

"It's a beautiful idea."

Gu Chi: "At least it's more tiring than ordinary prophets, right?"

"That's because you have to be hard-core." Speaking of the prophet, Xia Ling remembered something, "I think the name Charles is not nice."

"Don't all foreigners have similar names?" Gu Chi said.

"No, some names are quite nice." Xia Ling blinked and said, "You don't have an English name yet, right? Can I pick one for you?"

If the girl has this interest, Gu Chi will naturally not disappoint her, "You tell me, I'll listen to it."

Xia Ling: "I have to think about it and tell you after I take a shower."

Gu Chi: "Okay."
To be continued...
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