However, given the existence of [Tracker] in this dungeon, Fang Yi had to raise his guess to another level-

Perhaps, this novice is pretending to be a novice, and is actively exposing the identity of the player, wanting to lure the snake out of the hole, but in fact, there is something hidden in the lore backhand.

A deeper guess is that this guy may be a novice player, or it may really be an NPC, a trap set by instigating stream players, ready to seduce other players to take the initiative and expose themselves.

"It's a headache, the insecurity of high-end players has made the game too difficult all at once. Things that should have been very easy to guess turned out to be confusing when hooked up with high-end players, like a fog that made it impossible to guess the truth behind these actions. ”

The battle of wits between high-end players is very intense, and any small detail can make people think twice.

In a copy full of newcomers, a flaw is a flaw, a mistake is a mistake, a trap is a trap, and it's easy to see the clues.

But in the high-end game, flaws may be traps, and traps may be bait, and it is impossible to simply think with common sense, let alone look at the surface.

And once this flaw is guessed wrong, a series of interlocking means will be launched immediately, directly pushing people into a desperate situation, and there is basically no hope of turning the tables.

Therefore, the high-end bureau must be done step by step, always keep a clear head, not be tempted by interests, not attracted by flaws, see through everything, and use it for it, and finally have a chance to win.

This kind of high-end game is very energy-consuming, and it is often exhausting after a game.

Because of this, Fang Yi was so worried about the chaos of his old acquaintances.

Because he just wants to abuse vegetables lightly.

At least before the [Rank Match], he just wanted to empty his brain, think about it casually, and then roll over the whole field, not ready to go all out.

"Maybe I'm thinking too much, but it's not so coincidental that this bird's beak doctor happens to be the [tracker], one in nine chance."

That being said, Fang Yi still focused on Dr. Birdbeak.

And by this time, the Birdbeak Doctor had already arrived in front of the lord.

After a brief salute, the bird's beak doctor spoke, "My lord, I already know how Knight Agud was poisoned. ”

"Say."

The Fat Duke was concise and to the point.

Hearing this, the bird-beak doctor was not annoyed at all, as if he was confident, smiled slightly, and raised his head proudly.

Everyone's hearts moved slightly, and they raised their spirits and looked forward to it.

And Dr. Birdbeak lived up to expectations and spoke slowly.

"It's wine! The bottle of wine at Knight Agude's table has been tampered with! ”

Burst!

Everyone almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Isn't this nonsense?

I thought the doctor had found some new clues, but the result was an autopsy, and it was found that there was a problem with the wine.

The eyes of everyone looking at the Birdbeak Doctor suddenly became a little contemptuous.

"You mean, I poisoned Knight Agud?"

The fat duke's face was gloomy again.

"Nope! My lord, how dare I think like this! ”

Dr. Bird's Beak, who thought he would be praised, was obviously panicked, and his voice became rapid.

"I'm just stating the results of my autopsy, and if the lord still wants accurate results, I can perform an autopsy on the body of Knight Agude......"

Doctor Birdbeak's voice suddenly lowered until he shut up completely.

Because he found that everyone present was looking at him with shocked eyes.

Cold sweat quietly appeared on his forehead.

How...... What's going on?! Did I say anything that shouldn't have been said?

No way! Obviously, I have checked it with identity skills, and the items with toxin residues are wine and the lips of the deceased, so there is no reason to make a mistake!

But the strange silence around him, and the neat and consistent reaction of everyone, made Dr. Birdbeak's heart flutter.

As a recent college graduate, a newbie who had just played a few dungeons, he had no idea what was wrong.

Bang!

At this time, someone finally came to his senses.

There were more than a dozen guests at the table, and almost at the same time, they slapped the table and roared.

"Heresy! Blasphemy of the faith! ”

At the same time, a sentence came out in the hearts of all the players present.

"Player, definitely player!"

In the [Medieval Dungeon], those who can say the word [Anatomy] are either crazy or players with advanced consciousness.

Because in the Middle Ages, the medical technique of dissection was far from being accepted by the world.

Anyone who proposed an autopsy was either killed as a heretic, or shut up forever and secretly hid in the shadows to study.

And the doctor in front of him, at first glance, is the royal doctor of the Duke of Xhosa's estate, and there is no reason not to know this 'common sense'.

But he still spoke out naturally, and even the Duke of Xhosa was shocked.

It can be seen that this guy is no longer the former Dr. Gul.

All the players present sneered in their hearts and secretly marked Dr. Gul, but there were no flaws on the surface.

The shock of shock, the roar of rage, merge with the people around you.

"Dr. Gul, I didn't think you would have such a devilish idea! You heretic! I've let you work on the manor for so many years, I'm really blind! ”

Count Xhosa's face turned blue for a while, and then white, only to feel that he had been humiliated to the extreme.

The Daredevil didn't find out, but instead found out that Dr. Gul, who had worked in the manor for many years, was actually a heretic!

Annoyed, the Count of Xhosa roared.

"Someone! Take Dr. Gul to the dungeon and put him to death in public tomorrow! ”

"Yes!"

The members of the Heavy Gear team responded and lifted Dr. Gul up and dragged him away.

"Wait...... Wait a minute! My lord, I was wrong, I didn't mean to dissect! Just check, re-examine the corpse! ”

Dr. Gul was taken away by the heavy team members, one on the left and one on the right, looking extremely flustered, and explained one after another.

It's a pity that it's too late, and by the time the word 'autopsy' comes out, he has already become a 'dead man'.

Either die today or die tomorrow.

Either at the hands of the Count or at the hands of other players.

It can be said that this bird's beak doctor has been sentenced out of this game.

"Unless this guy is a [Stalker], he will definitely become a blood sacrifice."

Fang Yi's heart is like a mirror, and he sees the situation more and more clearly.

In this dungeon, there are a total of nine players, eight ordinary players, one intruder, and a [tracker] who is suspected of being an old acquaintance.

[Stalker] aside, if it's really an old acquaintance, it's definitely the toughest guy.

The remaining players should be old players from other districts and a mix of new players from new districts.

[Tracker] needs Fang Yi to mention the spirit of the twelve, but what about the others......

……

Ps1: Thanks to the 300 starting coins of the 'post-90s non-mainstream teenagers'.