"Who are 'you'?"

Xiang Nanxing almost used all his strength to shout these words, and even he was startled by his own voice. When people are chased to the limit, their emotions will get out of control, temporarily overshadowing rational thinking, Xiang Nanxing is taking advantage of the uneasiness and fear in his heart at this time, and taking the opportunity of shouting loudly to temporarily interrupt the thoughts in his mind.

"Opossum" Twelve didn't answer his question, but continued to stare at Xiang Nanxing's eyes with that kind of gaze that seemed to know everything, as if he wanted to dig out the secret in his heart from this. In the short confrontation just now, Xiang Nanxing used almost all the techniques he knew to resist inducement, but in front of these eyes, all methods of diverting attention had lost their meaning. Twelve just asked questions, and then observed Xiang Nanxing's reaction after hearing it, so that he easily narrowed down the range of numbers step by step, and those resistances were at most a very short pause in the process, like small stones thrown into a lake, until the ripples dispersed, and there was no trace.

"You know, it's useless." Twelve said lightly, "I can already see that the password numbers are '3' and '7', and the rest is just a matter of position, which even you don't know very well, so it's so troublesome to ask." In other words, I can leave at any time now, and I can find out the password after trying it once or twice, and it will be too late to resist. ”

"What's more, there's nothing you can do to stop me."

As he said this, his eyes once again radiated a terrifying brilliance, a manifestation of the "opossum" Twelve's full observance. This is one of his most habitual routines, facing an opponent who is trying to change the topic, first use words to exert pressure, and then find the moment when the opponent is most shaken, and use his own topic to force the cut-in.

However, this time, Xiang Nanxing suddenly realized something different.

"Stress less?"

Maybe it's just a delusion, but at this time, he still maintains a normal pace of thinking under Twelve's persecution, which seems to be the best evidence. Xiang Nanxing's first reaction was that the other party was lax, but thinking about it on the other hand, the real reason was probably the opposite.

"It's me who slackened." Xiang Nanxing muttered to himself, "I see, because my attention was distracted from this matter. ”

Twelve's eyes flickered, and his face changed slightly.

He also felt it, and the other party's state changed.

Although Xiang Nanxing's question was only casually said in a hurry, it was enough to arouse his interest. This incident distracted him and also relieved his mental tension. Before this, Xiang Nanxing had been trying to find a way to resist the pressure from the Twelve, but the more he cared, the more easily he was affected, and in the end, he fell into the hands of Twelve. On the contrary, like now, if he is distracted from thinking about other things, it will be difficult for the Twelve side to exert direct influence, and the psychological pressure will naturally be reduced.

Of course, as an elite host in a high position, Twelve is far more than just a means of using his mouth. Relying on combat to manipulate the opponent's attention and engage in continuous psychological warfare in combat is also one of his tried and tested tactics. However, Xiang Nanxing's weakness in combat limited him from using this kind of practice, after all, he violated the rules first, and he was also suspected of bullying, which represented a defeat in frontal psychological warfare, and was probably not very pleasing in the eyes of "bystanders".

"Looks like you're very concerned about the eyes of those people." Xiang Nanxing nodded, confidently breaking through the other party's hesitation. After discovering the crux of the matter, he simply put all his energy into thinking about the question of "who is the other party". After being freed from the pressure of Twelve and no longer afraid to make eye contact with those eyes, Xiang Nanxing's observation power also began to work.

"Speaking of which, I should have thought about this earlier." He continued, "Who are you? Which side do you want to draw the onlookers to the neutrals through your active performance? ”

"Although most of the hosts I know have eccentric personalities and any strange people, they are very proud of the status given by this royal family. In this turmoil, they should be on the side of the royal family. But you are different. Knowing that we are on the side of Jiang Le, the 'princess', but he wants to stand in front of us, this is an enemy of the royal family. That said, you don't value the glory of the host more than anything else, like everyone else. ”

"You're traitors to the hosts." He was convincing. Then he stared into Twelve's eyes, trying to find a hint of positive or negative in them.

However, he couldn't see anything, and Twelve just stood there leisurely, his hands clasped to his chest, calmly.

"That's the end of it?" He shrugged, "Think about it again, you at least know that there is still a 'ranking' in the hosts, right?" ”

"Ranked?"

Xiang Nanxing frowned suspiciously, not understanding the other party's intention to suddenly mention this matter. It was only at this moment that the word had just flashed through his mind, and he was vaguely reminded of the results of the test he had just taken.

Speaking of which, the number "7" is the ......

The moment this thought flashed, Xiang Nanxing suddenly woke up, and as soon as he raised his eyes, he met Twelve's eyes that seemed to be smiling. Just a little bit, as long as he thinks about one more word, he will expose the most valuable information he has in front of the other party, if this vigilance comes a little later, Xiang Nanxing will have no hole cards in his hand.

"It's so dangerous, but fortunately I didn't let you succeed." Xiang Nanxing patted his chest with a gesture, and forcibly shifted his focus away with his movements. That's how it has been since the beginning, Twelve always inserts some attention-grabbing keywords in the middle of the conversation, so that he can make associations and then read the associations. This is no longer a category that can be summed up by observation or experience, and to achieve this extent, Twelve must not only be able to see through the meaning of each of the details of his actions, but also must see through his thinking patterns in a short verbal exchange, and deliberately induce him to think about the key things.

This is not only about "seeing through people's hearts", but also about "manipulative thinking". "Abyss" Xu Wen is the most powerful person Xiang Nanxing has ever seen in the former field, and the leader of the latter is the "puppeteer" Makoto Matsumoto, one of these two is the "fourth", the other is the previous "second", and there is no doubt that they are the super trump card among the hosts.

And the twelve in front of him are a collection of two people's strengths, why is it only the "twelfth"?

"There is a weakness, this ability must not last, as long as you hold on." Xiang Nanxing clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and forcibly pulled his attention away again. He noticed that in the thinking just now, he was unconsciously approaching the key word "ranking", and if he continued, he might repeat the same mistakes.

On the other side, a complicated look flashed across Twelve's face. If it was before, even if Xiang Nanxing found out that it was wrong for the first time, it would be difficult for him to completely get rid of the influence of the hint in his subsequent thinking, so that he would unconsciously enter the rhythm he had set in advance again. Before that, he tried this many times, successfully asked the other party and his teammates to find out the numbers, and checked it a few times by the way.

But now, Xiang Nanxing can already resist the influence of suggestion with his own consciousness. Of course, there are factors that have increased his vigilance due to his imminent collapse, but in the final analysis, the biggest reason is probably ......

He's already starting to develop immunity, Twelve thought, secretly frightened.

According to the rhythm of Twelve, this psychological war could have ended a few minutes ago. However, in this process, Xiang Nanxing continued to withstand the opponent's offensive, and at the same time, he was constantly learning, adapting, and resisting gradually became effective. This made the time for the information to surface to be extended again and again, and Twelve had to use more interrogation techniques to break through the other party's psychological defense, but this process eventually seemed to become a situation where Xiang Nanxing continued to absorb various nutrients and grew rapidly.

Will he catch up with me before he gets an answer?

He was amused by the ridiculous thoughts that flashed through his head. On the other side, Xiang Nanxing had already pulled the topic back to just now.

"Let's go back to the topic. If you genuinely deny the term 'traitor', then things are different. ”

He stared at the black suit on Twelve's body: "The host is mostly proud of this identity that is loyal to the royal family, but the strange thing is that you have become the enemy of the royal princess, but you have not taken off this uniform on your body." This made me suddenly think that maybe you are still loyal and have not betrayed the glory of the host, but have only carried it in another way. ”

"The one who causes the turmoil, but at the same time is loyal to the royal family...... There is only one conclusion that satisfies both of these conjectures. Xiang Nanxing pointed his hand forward, "This turmoil originally appeared at the behest of the royal family!" ”

Tyrthumb kept smiling incomprehensibly as he said these words, but with his confident fingers, the other party finally couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

"Hahaha, what a ...... are you I'm sorry. He covered his mouth and shook his head, "I'm sorry, I know it's rude to laugh like this, and I can see that you can say anything to keep the topic going, but you can't help it...... You're so good at associating! ”

He laughed as he took off his black suit jacket and tossed it aside. He was wearing a tight white shirt underneath, without the cover of a coat, Xiang Nanxing clearly saw that there were muscles like stone carvings underneath, this chubby-looking guy was actually far stronger than he imagined!

"It's just an ordinary piece of clothing that doesn't mean anything. Of course, it can sometimes paralyze enemies, and it's worth wearing for that - but it doesn't matter. ”

Twelve shrugged, adjusting to the feeling of taking off his coat. He tilted his head and thought about it, as if he had suddenly remembered something funny. "Speaking of which, 'fangs' also allow us to take off this dress after posting information." He laughed, "If you want me to say, your sense of ritual is too strong. ”

"Fangs?"

Xiang Nanxing chewed on this familiar name, and his eyes suddenly lit up. He remembered that in the short time he left in "White Night Sacrifice", Chris, who looked like a child but was alert and cunning, once played a game against a host, and the result was a complete defeat. The defeated Chris has no temper about this, and even evaluates his opponent as "no flaws".

Who said that at the time? That host, it seems that the nickname is "Fang"?

"It looks like you know him, but you're not impressed by his ranking."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Xiang Nanxing found that he was staring at this side with blazing eyes, only to realize that the information obtained by accident was not something that the other party had said, but another hint he deliberately released.

At this moment, he remembered the man's name and rank—it was "seventh".

His associations were unrestrained and unstoppable. From the "7" in the ranking to the "7" in the number, and then the password held by Liang Jingmo. This moment flashed in his mind, and it was a top secret that must not be divulged no matter what.

But he couldn't stop the instinctive thoughts.

"It doesn't hurt to tell you the truth, it's as simple as you thought it was at the beginning."

On the other side, Twelve said lightly: "From a secular point of view, we are indeed traitors among the hosts, a group of fanatics who are trying to stir up turmoil and subvert the country. Although it is only a group of people who temporarily join forces for the same purpose, if I have to say, the seventh 'fang' Bai Su can probably be called our leader...... Any idea why I'm saying so much to you? ”

"Because you just 'associated' it."

He suddenly smiled coldly.

"The number '7' is in third place, I see."

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