Chapter 318: Invading brain cells (25)

Twenty minutes ago...
Holmes passed by, and came to the chair next to the professor to sit down and put his cigarette case on the table. "How did you infer that the professor had a partner?"
Feng smiled and smiled: "Is there six seats here?"

Just rely on this?
Moriarty asked.
"Not enough?" Feng Jie leaned back against the back of the chair and spread his hands: "Your pursuit of order and precision has cost, in your 'brain world', you will find meaningless "What?" He tapped his finger twice on the tabletop: "In theory, if all four of our alien travelers came here, and counted you, there are five people in total, so why should we have a sixth? Chair? It's very simple, because there is still one person."
"Then how do you know that the person who comes to the table must be a professor's partner, not another guest?" Holmes said again.
"Because I guess, the one who came is you." Feng did not return.
"Fu" Holmes spit out a smoke circle: "You learned from the mirror that the professor is the boss here. After reading the image, I infer that both me and the professor are in this space." He paused. "This I can understand, but why do you think that I am a partner with the professor?"
"He is right." Moriarty said: "Usually people think that we are the enemy of the world."
"You two are already dead." Feng did not know: "Why don't you wear a day to say?"
"Oh... go on." Holmes smiled.
"The relationship between 'the enemy' is based on the mutual respect and recognition of the two people. Therefore, the enemies... can be met and not demanded." Feng does not know: "relatively speaking, the relationship between friends is reversed." It's easy to operate, just know each other and endure each other's bad habits."
The seal looked around and looked at the two people: "The two are enemies, not enemies. Of course, you have indeed produced hatred, but after death... then it will cease to exist." He said: "This world is gathering together." Aside from the identity of the criminal adviser and the consulting detective, you are very similar to two people, and if conditions permit, there is a high probability of being a swindler."
Moriarty’s expression didn’t make any waves, he said coldly:
If your words can be a little more elegant, I can’t help but applaud you.

I couldn’t help but swear.
"So...the ‘inside brain space’, how did you push it?
said Holmes.
"The mirror tells me what I am..." Feng Shuh recalled: "Before I said the second question, the mirror couldn’t wait to ask me, the second question is whether the spirit of these two spaces Who is the host?'? I don’t know how to laugh: "In the moment when he exports this sentence, I don't have to ask."
"yourbrain, yourrule." Feng said that the professor said: "It is obvious that in the world you built, I was restricted." He refers to the fact that the bag can not be used: "I bring it into" Everything in this world can't be used." During the speech, he took out the folding knife from his pocket and placed it in front of him: "And when I return to my memory space, I can not only use what I have. Items can also be obtained from you. I think... This is because of what I got in this world. It has also become part of my 'memory'."
"As for the space transfer between the two worlds, it should be irrelevant to the actual physical phenomenon. Otherwise, the things in my pocket have long been lost in the rapids of the waterfall." Fengshou put his hands behind his head and said: "In my In the memory space, the items are wet. Just because of the water in the bathtub."
"Well...not bad." Holmes said: "But it's not completely accurate."
"I want to hear the details." Feng did not know.
Holmes answered: "This is the story... let the professor tell you."
Moriarty looked directly at the seal and said: "This is not my spiritual world, but a space composed of collective will." He finished the whole collar: "I am with Mr. Holmes, It is only stronger than the other wills here. So it dominates and becomes the dominator of space."
"It turns out that." Feng did not know: "I don't know if I can make such a hypothesis... If it is spiritual, even if it is only a few seconds. I can do it better than the two, I will Will it be the leader here?"
"Yes." Moriarty whispered back in a whisper: "You can always try." He sneered: "As long as you master the rules of this space and can beat me in the will, then you make a snap. It will make me burst like a balloon."
"So... what is the 'rule' of this space?"
"It's up to you to think about it yourself." Moriarty replied.
During their conversation, the chair next to the seal, suddenly appeared a figure, not who is Hongjun.
"Well... here is..." Hongjun saw the personal task that was ticked in the taskbar and immediately understood: "Is this the seventh floor?"
"Welcome to the reasoning club." Feng did not feel robbed in front of the professor's opening, and said to the Hongjun.
"Crazy brother..." Hongjun looked around, "Is this two?"
"Oh? You don't know?" Feng Shou said: "So...the memory space that each of us experiences is different."
Upon hearing this, Hongjun asked: "You didn't meet Peter Pan?"
"I met the magic mirror, the succubus and the like..." Feng did not know.
Hongjun sighed: "Hey... I talked to an uncle who called himself Peter Pan, and talked about life for half an hour."
"Ah?" It’s also awkward.
"He said that he left the neverland, and he chose to grow up, and he also found a job, married and had children, paid mortgages, paid insurance... and later talked about the financial crisis. The price of oil has risen..." Hong Hao’s eyes are a very fearful look: "I don’t know why, the more I listen, the more I feel that life is hopeless..."
"Oh, you are really unlucky." Feng did not know: "I am much better, first the mirror, it tells me the fact that I am the most handsome person in the world, then I also killed Cinderella. The ghost of the stepmother and the two sisters, and finally came with the succubus."
Hongjun listened to this. The only feeling is that I was given a knife.
"Haha! Actually, I am embarrassed, just want to see your reaction." Feng did not laugh.
"I warn you, don't add my friend at the end of the script." Hong Yan said coldly and expressionlessly.
"Uh huh... two." Moriarty cleared his throat.
It seems that I just remembered the existence of the two bosses on the other side. "Oh, yes, I forgot to introduce it." He turned to Hongjun: "This is Professor James Moriarty." He gestured with his hand. Here: "The one who smokes next to him is Mr. Sherlock Holmes."
"Oh! Fortunately, I will be lucky." Hongjun really wanted to go and shake hands with them.
"Don't move." Holmes said the moment of the words, reached out and played the pipe, his inadvertent movement. However, Hongjun was pushed back to his seat by an invisible force.
"I haven't finished yet." Feng did not feel the words of the past: "Professor is the boss here, Mr. Holmes is his partner."
Hongjun’s head seemed to be short-circuited for a few seconds, and his final response was;
This way...

"Yes, that's it." Feng did not know.
"Everyone, now that four people have already attended." Moriarty said at this moment: "Let the game begin."
"What game?" asked Hongjun.
"It was a small game that I invented together with the professor as a pastime in the reasoning club meeting," Holmes said.
Feng did not know: "I want to ask, how many members are there in your department?"
"At the moment, only two of us." Moriarty replied.

Other members should not hang up in this pastime?
asked Feng.
"Oh..." Moriarty smiled and said nothing.
"Insane. You are ahead of Hongjun, let you go first," said Holmes.
At the same time, the professor made a snap and a stack of neat cards appeared on the table.
"Hey~ there are such good things." Feng did not feel ironic.
"This game. At least two people who know the 'truth' are involved, and on this desktop, I know Holmes." Moriarty explained: "The card in front of you. [Hint], [Inquiry], [Measurement], and [Presumption] four cards. For new entrants, you must enter [Improve]."
"So, I have to draw a [hind] now?" asked the seal.
"No. You don't need to go to the card." Moriarty spoke, and the stack of cards on the table spread out on his own, scattered across the table.
"Fu" Holmes answered: "[Implication] has been given to you, there are five sentences."
When the words came out, I couldn’t help but know that this was the last five comments.
"When you are active in the memory space, you should have encountered a situation that is consistent with these hints." Holmes said: "Every time I encounter it, I think it is meant to be consumed." He paused for two seconds, picking up "And the rest of the sentences, each sentence means that you have to draw a [hint] card."
"It sounds like this card is not a good East..." Feng did not say anything.
Moriarty interrupted: "If you read it out, you will understand."
"Drink? Who is afraid of who?" Feng Shou shot a table: "With a smile to meet the tragic misfortune, with a hundred times of courage to cope with all this misfortune." When the words are exported, a [hint] card will be automatically moved In front of him.
"It's quite high-tech." I felt that my brother reached out and flipped the card. "I picked it up, how come?"
Moriarty and Holmes didn't talk, sneer sneer, smoke smoking.
Seeing that they did not respond, the unconscious vision fell to the card.
The front of the card is printed with a clown's face.
At almost the moment of sight contact, the card fell from the hands of the seal. And his hand, involuntarily stretched out to the folding knife on the table... (to be continued...)