"Um, I also made some progress today. But..." Seeing that Yu Xing was in good spirits and seemed to want to continue looking at the data, Qu Xianqing reached out and took the thick stack of paper from him.

"Let's stop here for today regarding this case. You should go to sleep now."

Yu Xing chuckled lightly, "You're talking to me like a daughter scolding her father."

"This is the tone of a 'girlfriend who's angry and sulking' talking to her boyfriend," Qu Xianqing immediately retorted with something Yu Xing had done himself, "The single prism needs to be checked, but compared to that, your promotion game tomorrow is more important. I advise you to rest up."

On the afternoon of November 1st, Yu Xing told Qu Xianqing about the promotion game.

He had thought he would get some insight from the senior deductionist, but to his surprise, Qu Xianqing said that no one else could help with this and that he could only rely on himself.

Because so far, each deductionist's promotion game had been unique, with no connection to the world, and the deduction forms were also dazzling, with no discernible pattern.

The only common point...

Was that the content of the promotion game always seemed to be linked to the deductionist's inner thoughts.

Only by facing one's own inner thoughts could the diverging path be confirmed, and one could awaken from the seemingly illusory deductions.

So in this regard, the only one who could help Yu Xing was himself.

"Alright, I'll go to sleep then," Yu Xing stretched and, under Qu Xianqing's urging gaze, left the room.

"This girl cares about you a lot," suddenly, a wisp of green smoke drifted by, and the voice of the Green-Capturing Ghost, Yi Qing, sounded next to Yu Xing.

She didn't take human form, just floated there, and even her voice seemed ethereal, like an illusion.

"She does care a lot. What about you? Why are you here?" Yu Xing walked down the hotel corridor, which was under surveillance, and replied to Yi Qing with a cough, covering his mouth with his hand.

Taking advantage of the fact that she wouldn't be caught on surveillance, the green smoke circled around Yu Xing a few times, "Nothing, just sighing. Humans... always have concerns. I really don't know whether to laugh at their naivety or envy it."

"..." Yu Xing didn't respond, and quickly returned to his room.

Usually, he would keep the dagger on his belt, as he had agreed with the Green-Capturing Ghost, so that Yi Qing wouldn't wander around aimlessly unless necessary.

"I want to go out and have some fun. Just leave the dagger by the pillow," entering the room, Yi Qing took human form, still in ancient attire, elegantly fanning herself and the crystal ornaments on her body jingled.

"Feel free, but stick to the agreement and don't cause trouble. I'm going to sleep."

After getting Yu Xing's reply, Yi Qing chuckled, and the green mist rose, seeping out through the crack in the window, and in the blink of an eye, she was gone.

Taking off his clothes and lying on the bed, Yu Xing flipped through his phone, not feeling sleepy for the time being.

He had too much on his mind.

Not only on the side of the single prism, but also the possibility that the perpetrator in the Flower Market case was a relatively important member, this was the closest he had come to a performer in recent years.

And...

He had found him, but the person had only sent a card and flowers, without showing up.

And the upcoming promotion game linked to his inner thoughts.

In these three days, he sometimes wondered what a deduction game linked to his inner thoughts would be like.

A desolate wasteland? A scene of carnage? A ruined city?

In fact, as expected, Zhao Mou had also contacted him about the Meng Po Soup, and he had postponed the negotiation due to lack of time.

Turning over in bed, Yu Xing sank into the hotel's mediocre pillow and closed his eyes.

Would the promotion game make him experience something different?

He was looking forward to it.

Thinking this, drowsiness finally overcame him, and he threw the Green-Capturing Ghost's dream to the ground, sinking into slumber.

As it turned out, the absurd deduction didn't disappoint him. The next morning, after the notification of entering the game sounded, the system gave him a restriction that he had never expected.

Yu Xing had guessed at many tricks for the promotion deduction, but he really hadn't expected the system to be so ruthless, to actually... erase his memory?

The third rule was clearly aimed at what Yi Qing had said, but Yi Qing didn't seem to mind at all. Instead, she smiled and said, "By throwing the Green-Capturing Ghost's dream to the ground last night, I can now watch your past. It's a good choice to follow you. I can already peek at interesting things so quickly~"

Yu Xing: Tsk tsk tsk, still holding a grudge.

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He had just woken up not long ago, and now he felt a heavy drowsiness coming over him again, a feeling of suppression and detachment in his mind. Soon, he leaned back in the chair and fell into a stupor.

This was the last prompt that appeared in Yu Xing's mind.

...

This stupor, he didn't know how long it lasted.

As the sun rose high, the quietness in his ears gradually turned into a noisy clamor, as if someone nearby was arguing.

"He... is... not clear..."

"Save him..."

What's going on? Who's talking?

Yu Xing furrowed his brow in the commotion, and his senses gradually returned, hearing, smell, touch...

He caught a whiff of the fragrance of rice.

His stomach immediately growled, and he groaned, feeling a bit clearer in his mind, and opened his eyes.

So hungry...

He tried to prop himself up with his arm, but...

"Ah..." The sudden pain made him cry out, and he realized that he was wrapped in many, many bandages.

What happened to me?

Yu Xing wondered blankly, feeling like his mind was empty.

"Are you awake?" A timid little girl's voice came from beside him, and he turned his neck, which wasn't injured, to look to the side, and indeed saw a child of about ten years old.