Where the original stone is hidden in the body is also a science of psychological warfare when trialists fight. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThere are trialists who are good at deception who will deliberately guide the enemy to guess the location of the original stone, grasp the battle situation at a critical time with the help of psychological games, and even play the enemy around, and finally do not find the whereabouts of the opponent's original stone, but expose the location of their own original stone.

Seeing a trialist with black gloves on his hands can be sure that he is covering the rough stones on his hands?

Miss by a mile.

Gloves are just bait, weapons to attract the enemy's attention, and when you target the opponent's hands, you have already lost the battle and your life.

Seeing a trialist with black gloves on his hands can be sure that he doesn't have rough stones on his hands?

Or a big mistake.

The glove is still the bait, but this time it's a double-thinking bait, and when you expect your opponent's glove to be empty and move on to other vital parts, he takes your life with the hand embedded in the rough stone!

Traps, all traps! "Mr. Sai's" heavy trench coat, high vertical collar, jet-black sunglasses, quirky ski cap, as well as his scarf and husky voice, and seemingly mysterious black gloves, are all traps......

Shi Qinghuai and Yao Yiyao had obviously seen through this, but they had to take the initiative to jump into the trap, because no one could understand the mind of "Mr. Sai", and no one could predict whether his trap used the first layer of thinking logic or the second layer of reverse thinking logic.

His voice was different, his vertical collar scarf covered his neck, and he was wearing gloves in early autumn, as if telling his opponent: The rough stone is here, come and attack my throat and hands.

However, who knows that his rough stone is really not in his throat and hands?

For this type of person who is scheming and playing with your psychological logic, there is actually a very simple way to deal with it - just judge according to your own intuition.

As the saying goes: it's better to think more than not to think.

"I feel it in my throat." Shi Qinghuai directly emphasized that this was his "feeling", without any basis.

"I still think the hand is more likely." Yao Yiyao insisted on her point of view, she always felt that there were too many bait tips set up in her throat, but it was not like the real point.

"Then, suppose that the throat and hands are half likely......" Shi Qinghuai simply ruled out other parts, he didn't bother to think about what was hidden under the heavy trench coat, "Then we should also choose the throat as the target of attack." ”

"Oh?" Yao Yiyao was stunned for a moment, and then reacted.

There is only one throat, but one pair of hands!

"Understood." She nodded, 50% to 25% probability, normal people understand which one to choose.

Shen Sanwan and Guo Mengtao next to them also probably understood what the two of them meant, in short, they just wanted to find a way to attack each other's throats, right......

"I've got a way to deal with that man's weird abilities for the time being, and we'll get the rest." Shi Qinghuai beckoned a few people to gather, and then whispered in their ears the plan he had just thought of.

"This ...... Such...... Is it feasible? After listening to Shi Qinghuai's story, Shen Sanwan had some uncertain questions.

Shi Qinghuai and Yao Yiyao glanced at each other, and pretended to smile calmly: "I think this is the best way at the moment." ”

They were already gambling, betting on the location of the rough stone, on the strength of "Mr. Sai", on the way the mercenaries would respond, but if they made a mistake, they wouldn't want to get out of this factory building.

"Okay!" Seeing Shi Qinghuai's determined eyes, Shen Sanwan took the lead in echoing his proposal.

"I ...... I also agree. Guo Mengtao was still a little hesitant, and finally did not mean to disobey Shi Qinghuai.

As for Yao Yiyao, as her companion spirit, Shi Qinghuai is going to go to the sword mountain and the sea of fire, and she must also go with her.

The four of them finally discussed in a whisper for a while, determined the specific action plan and details, and then began to quietly open the door and walked out under the cover of night.

Worth your life, give it a shot here!

At this time, "Mr. Sai" was still standing on the stairs from the first to the second floor, with his hands in his pockets and looking up at the moonlight outside the window. Knowing that the target was hiding in the depths of the factory behind him, he was in no mood to continue looking, and just stood at the top of the staircase to monitor the movement near the gate.

He had already sent a message to his companions, and soon a dozen heavily armed mercenaries would arrive and turn the entire factory building upside down, leaving the young men with nowhere to hide, no matter how much they fled.

Another rough stone is in hand...... He thought in his heart, and actually took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, and leisurely blew out a few smoke rings in the moonlight.

In this way, the amount of points that need to be paid to the organization at the end of next month should be enough, and I hope that there will be no more big messes in the middle.

He finally exhaled the smoke and threw the cigarette in his hand to the ground to extinguish it.

At this moment, there was a huge movement in the corridor on the second floor, and it seemed that something heavy had been thrown to the ground.

Found that there is no way back and start to sit still?

The corners of his mouth, hidden in the collar, turned up slightly, and he let out a hoarse sneer - it's okay, he can come out of the net now, so as not to trouble the other mercenaries later, it seems that he is incompetent.

Following the source of the sound, "Mr. Sai" quickly went up to the second floor, and at the same time took out the shotgun on his back, focusing and quiet like a hunter in the forest, looking for the prey hidden in the darkness. He reined in his footsteps and walked steadily and slowly through the narrow passages of the room and the hallway.

Every time he passed through a door, he pushed it open with the barrel of his gun, and probed it for movement. This cautious action can only be possessed by a mercenary who has experienced a hundred battles, although he does not take Shi Qinghuai and the others in his eyes, he will not let go of the vigilance of the mercenary's habits, so as not to capsize in the gutter.

Before approaching the location of the sound source, he opened the doors of six workshops in a row, and found no suspicious traces, so he quickened his pace slightly.

Ahead, a mechanical structure the size of a washbasin was discarded on the ground, and due to the limited brightness of the place, he could only faintly see a rough outline.

Deliberately throwing this object out to get my attention? This thought subconsciously flashed through his mind, and "Mr. Sai" instead quickened his pace, trying to see clearly what was in front of him by the moonlight. He has absolute confidence in his reflexes, and he has searched all the places behind him that can be hidden, so he is sure that the other party will not be able to make any big moves!

However, just when he was only a few steps away from the object on the ground, a man's figure suddenly rushed out of the corner about two steps in front of him, and the whole person descended the mountain like a fierce tiger, desperately rushing towards him!

The location of the corner was already in a hidden position where the moonlight could not shine, and "Mr. Sai" was attracted by the object on the ground at this moment, and with a moment of distraction, he didn't have time to press the trigger of the gun in his hand for the first time, but was directly thrown to the ground by the figure that suddenly rushed out. The shotgun in his hand naturally flew out, and there was a crisp "click" sound after landing.

Fly camp dog gou, night mouse generation!

"Mr. Sai" did not see a trace of panic after falling to the ground, but snorted coldly in his heart, and threw out the sunglasses on his face in the posture of falling, revealing a pair of black eyes without the whites of his eyes. Those pair of emotionless pupils were more eerie than ever against the backdrop of the night.

"Hurry up!"

Shi Qinghuai, who pounced on him, had already expected this scene, and immediately closed his eyes not to look at the person below him, and at the same time opened his mouth and shouted loudly.

Behind him, Shen Sanwan and the second girl holding a half-section of the mirror rushed out of the corner together.