Chapter 189 Magic Motorcycle Problem

When Moster found that he could not control Zhou Li at all, he changed his plan.

At the beginning, he wanted to play a detective game with Zhou Li from the bottom of his heart. He was a criminal and Zhou Li was a detective. After solving those carefully prepared related cases, the detective who claimed to be Fords would receive Moste's reward - his identity.

Yes, from the beginning, this "student" was not ready to hide his identity all the time.

Unfortunately, Zhou Li didn't plan to play a normal detective at all.

After all, no detective would hold a big truck and kill the suspect with his family and monsters.

What's even more annoying is that the truth that the werewolf was Duke Mintz was only obtained by him relying on his strange ability to follow him all the way. He did not explore Duke Mintz's house, nor did he tell any clichés from Mrs. Meiya, and learned about Mrs. Meiya's past tragic experience, and thus realized Mrs. Meiya's hatred for the aristocratic class.

He didn't even ask, and punched Mrs. Meiya into the floor. If Zhou Li broke free from Mrs. Meiya's temptation and asked her why she did this, Mrs. Meiya would tell Zhou Li about her childhood destroyed by the aristocratic class. As long as Zhou Li chose to influence, even if it was just a little bit of a word, Mrs. Meiya would tell Zhou Li the clue of the "bandage monster" due to mental breakdown.

But Zhou Li didn't even ask questions!

As long as Zhou Li compares and analyzes the clues provided by Mrs. Maya, he will come up with the answer "The bandage monster is Hillary, and the vampire is Earl Asman". Then, Most will manipulate the skeleton man to attack the Gospel Cathedral and remind Zhou Li of the Gospels to those weird relationships.

Originally, as long as Zhou Li launched an attack on the skeleton duke, the skeleton duke would quickly disintegrate and leave. But Moste never expected that the skeleton duke would indeed disintegrate.

I'm still lying in the museum.

Seeing that the loss of composure was beyond his control, Most simply controlled the Spider Evil Omen to destroy the fake Gospel, attracting the official attention. Sure enough, Zhou Li came to the crime scene and discovered the real murderer through the spider silk.

When Zhou Lizhen analyzed the spider silk and locked the suspect on the driver with the detective's exclusion method, Most, who controlled all this, was almost crying.

However, what he did not expect was that before the spider's evil sign shouted out a specific word and sent Zhou Li the clue that "the great Lord is about to spread the plague", Bodhisattva Gatlin came.

After Zhou Li's special salvation of three thousand and six hundred turns, Most quickly collapsed.

Do you want to play or not? Are you drafting?

Aren’t you a detective? What about your evidence? What about your investigation? What about your case?

Are you solving the case directly and physically solving the suspect?

In the collapse, Moste didn't even think about it and played the first card he was about to play in advance.

Son of the Plague.

Then, Zhou Li simply put it on the ground.

He didn't even check it, and didn't care. Apart from wandering around with that mysterious woman all day long, he just donated money and read newspapers, exactly like a salted fish. He was not like a brave man at all, as if he was not concerned about those who died of the plague, and he didn't care about the source of the plague.

In desperation, Most chose to speed up and wrote a letter to the Templars himself, which was half surrendered. When the son of the plague died, the plague subsided slightly. He manipulated Molly and the Jordan Evening News to start the feast he had been waiting for for a long time.

"Finally."

Looking at Zhou Li on the stage with a unclear expression, Most said with emotion: "You are still here."

"You still can't escape the fate of playing games with me."

He snapped his fingers gently, and the huge cocoon on his head made a chaotic buzzing sound. Most faced Zhou Li and said sincerely, "Mr. Zhou Li, you haven't given me the answer yet."

Zhou Li?

After hearing this name, Christine frowned. As the Minister of Defense, he naturally knew what happened to his old rival Magnan recently. According to those informants from Magnan, the brave man named Zhou Li seemed not particularly at peace in Magnan, and seemed to be a little active.

"Is it important to be a human being?"

Zhou Li did not answer directly. Moste's cunning smile on his eyes, who was possessed by the woman, and asked calmly: "Just like you don't have a mother, what's the point of asking this?"

"Mr. Zhou Li, you may not know much about the current situation."

Gripping his teeth, the woman most controlled suddenly burst out with blue veins. The next second, the woman lay on the ground without any breath. Then, a young man pinched his throat, clattered twice, and his eyes glowed green.

"If you continue to delay like this with me, please believe me, and anyone here may return to the embrace of the earth."

"oh."

Zhou Li nodded, as if he had compromised, and replied: "I have stopped being a human being for a long time.

"Okay, thank you for your answer."

Moster was not like a villain who caused the plague. On the contrary, he was more like an English-South gentleman than Zhou Li now. He bowed politely, then he spoke and asked again: "Then, next is our game time."

"You know the problem of Magic Motor Vehicle."

When Moster said this, Christine's face changed slightly. The problem of the Magic Motor Vehicle is a philosophical question that had been around a long time ago, and the content is very simple. It is a Magic Motor Vehicle that drove to a fork, with three people tied to the original driving path, and one person tied to one road.

At this time, you can choose to pull the pull rod and change the magic motor vehicle lane. In this way, the magic motor vehicle will not crush those three people, but will crush one person to death.

The core difficulty of this question is whether to use one person to save three people. Until now, no philosopher has given a real answer.

"Of course I know."

Zhou Li nodded and answered Most.

"What choice would you make? Mr. Brave."

After pointing out Zhou Li's identity, Moste stood with a smile, raised his hands, pointed one hand at the crowd on the left, and the other hand at Roya and Christine. The meaning of it is self-evident.

"So, you guys always do this."

Suddenly, Zhou Li no longer had his face tense and pretended to be calm and gentle. He sat in the chair carelessly, raised his legs, and asked Most: "Do you know how to swing your tail and drift?"

"What's the meaning?"

Most frowned when he heard this. It was obvious that the brow had heard this term.

“It’s very simple.”

Zhou Li stretched out his hand and made a snake's tail swing gesture, and then explained: "It is the drift formed by pulling down the pull rod when the front of the car passes the first fork at the right time to let the rear of the car enter another lane."

"What's the meaning?"

Moster didn't understand Zhou Li's meaning very much, and at the same time, a premonition of not thinking about it was in his heart.

“It’s very simple.”

Moste, who was controlling the man's body, suddenly felt a trembling soul. At this time, he realized something was wrong.

Everyone in this studio... was infected by Zhou Li's black fog and words.

What is he going to do?

Zhou Li took off the exclusive brave man who had been wearing on his waist, and the ID card of "race-brave man" on his chest. Then he smiled sarcastically and said slowly:

“I mean…”

The next second, Zhou Li shared his thoughts with Most.

"I will die if I drift my tail."

Then Moster saw the universe.

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