It happened that at this moment, the 30th minute after the deduction began, the points rankings were refreshed.

Every deducer received a prompt. Yu Xing opened it and looked at it, his eyes lit up.

【Current Points Ranking】

05,06:20

01,04:7

02,07:4

03,08:4

The seven-point number of Yu Xing and Zhao Yijiu was obtained by selling two glasses of medium-grade wine and three glasses of high-grade wine.

The following two groups, one is because the disco wine is difficult to sell, and the other group is unknown for some reason, but the wine is not very good.

The focus is on the number one group, 05 and 06 are the numbers of Orange and Xiaoyan, and they actually got twenty points!

Judging from the time, if they have completed the requirements of the ghost after they go up, they will have to complete it at most once.

There are twenty points at a time, which is far higher than the income from selling alcohol downstairs. What does this mean?

It shows that "selling alcohol" is a wrong option. Although it can get a small amount of points, it is a waste of time compared to "completion of requirements" under the premise that the four groups compete with each other, and admit defeat in advance.

This just verifies Yu Xing's speculation that everything on the first floor is fake and has no profit. The ghosts have added a bunch of nonsense rules that can be given up.

Orange Xiaoyan is quite capable. Not only did they not become cannon fodder, but instead took advantage of the first to go to the second floor to become the leader among the four groups!

"Do you want to go up and take a look?" Yu Xing suggested excitedly.

Zhao Yijiu nodded. They could go up and observe first, and then come down.

The two of them were very decisive, and ignored the new guest in the calm gaze of the bartender and walked towards the stairs.

The Naihe Bridge stairs are cold and bone-black. When you look closer, the blood stains on them are mottled and old, and they have been deeply imprinted on the stairs and cannot be peeled off.

When he stepped on, Yu Xing felt a chill rising from his feet, gradually wrapping up his entire body. The penetration of this chilling machine seemed to be examining his soul.

There is no Mengpo on this "Naihe Bridge". The legendary Mengpo soup is also sold in Wangchuan Hall.

So they didn't need to forget the past, and after walking through the eighteen steps, they successfully went upstairs.

Suddenly, all the sounds were gone, as if they were deprived of their hearing in an instant. The noise from the disco and the pure music of the wine cafe disappeared in an instant. The eyes were dark, and even their eyesight was hard to trust.

At first glance, you can only see green lanterns shaking in the air. The lanterns are antique and faded words are written with brushes on them.

Yu Xing adapted for two seconds and pulled himself out of the disturbing state of "deaf and blind". He squinted his eyes and found that the lantern was not in the air, but was hanging from the ceiling.

A straight corridor extends from his feet to the unknown darkness, and can only see a trace of outline from the dark light that emerges from the bottom of the rooms on both sides of the corridor.

The five senses are unclear, the spiritual appearance is not recognized, and the virtuality is not distinguished - this is the first impression left by the second floor on Yu Xing.

"Sure enough, this is the real home court of this deduction."

The moment he felt the atmosphere on the second floor, Yu Xing made a decision.

He walked two steps along the corridor, his leather shoes stomped on the floor, making a hollow sound.

"This corridor cannot see the end." Zhao Yijiu followed him like a ghost, his voice lowered a little, because even a little sound could be heard far away when talking here.

I wonder if the "guests" in the room will be alarmed.

What he implies is that the layout of the second floor does not follow the architectural tone of the first floor. It is completely an empty space, with a long line without a fork.

"It means there are many guests on the second floor." Yu Xing did not see Chengzi and Xiaoyan coming up first. They might be in a room or walking farther along the corridor.

Zhao Yijiu took a deep breath in the darkness and felt much more comfortable, holding [Broken Heart] in her hand.

No, this knife has changed its appearance now, and its name has changed. The original heartbreak belongs to Zhao Mou, and it is integrated with Zhao Mou's personality mask. When he was in Qingyuan Pharmaceutical Factory, Zhao Yijiu was considered a borrower.

After Alice's Hell ended, Zhao Mou officially cut off the connection between the broken heart and his personality mask, allowing Zhao Yijiu to merge herself.

The sacrifice in this weapon form is now called [Stop Kill].

It is much longer than before, half a forearm, half a length of Zhao Yijiu. It is not like the curve of a knife, but is as straight as the head and tail, with blades on both sides, which are more like a short sword than a knife.

[Stop Kill] Zhao Yijiu was summoned from his personality mask, and he held it in his hand and blended into a piece of darkness around him. The rusty sword body could not reflect any luster.

A non-reflective weapon is an excellent choice for assassination.

Zhao Yijiu can make full use of its power. If Zhao Yijiu was in the hands of [stop killing] rather than [breaking heart] during the Qingyuan Pharmaceutical Factory’s deduction qualification test, then he would never fall into a disadvantage or be injured during Tang Li’s pursuit.

"Why do you feel like you like this place very much?" Yu Xing glanced at him and noticed a hint of relaxation from the air pressure around the other party.

“…”

Zhao Yijiu did not answer him at first. When Yu Xing thought he didn't want to pay attention to him, he suddenly said, "It's okay."

For Zhao Yijiu, darkness is indeed a protection. What he is good at is not acting or flattery. He is almost suffocating to death downstairs. Although upstairs, although it looks a lot in the underworld, it is more comfortable to him than the first floor.

Yu Xingran nodded, noticed what Zhao Yijiu had in his hand, and raised his eyebrows: "Is this the knife? Tsk tsk tsk, I am so envious..."

He is missing a weapon offering!

Look, see what his two offerings are now, one candlestick and one doll. He can't expect these two things to hit people. He doesn't know how effective it will be if it is smashed, but it is difficult to take them back.

Every time I have to do it, I have to use my bare hands.

Yu Xing had long disliked the feeling of cutting off a certain bone.

"You can ask Qu Yiqing for it." Zhao Yijiu was unmoved and even took Jiji to his side.

He heard Zhao Mou say just after midnight last night that there was a very strong deducer around Yu Xing, the one Yu Xing mentioned to Zhao Mou when he went to his house last time - Qu Xianqing, the alienated line boss.

This Qu Xianqing seemed to have a different relationship with Yu Xing, and he actually expressed his support when Yu Xing was broadcasting the newcomer competition.

So isn't it easy to want a weapon offering? Zhao Yijiu thought coldly.

He took a step to the position that was side by side with Yu Xing, and did not continue the topic, but asked in a low voice: "The guests on the second floor did not make any noise. Should we kick the door and take a look."

Kicking the door again?

Yu Xing laughed and said intimately that Zhao Yijiu was really addicted to kicking the door, then shook his head to stop him: "Let's go, let's take a walk first, and wait until a customer rings the bell before going in."
Chapter completed!