Chapter 120 This Villain is Too Cautious
Can it still be done this way?
It's not enough to have a sister in front of you as a target, you also have to add another layer of disguise, and then add the [mask], it's like adding three layers of armor to your real body.
How insecure are you, or has the trust between people become so weak? The receiver had thought Feng Mu was as sinister and cunning as possible, but he really didn't expect that he still underestimated him.
Feng Mu is not only sinister and cunning, but also cold-blooded and ruthless, full of lies, and... ridiculously cautious! I can only say that the nickname [Mask] is well deserved.
The receiver froze in place, close to death, his brain cells were unusually active, but even so, he couldn't guess whose name Feng Mu had replaced himself with for a moment? But he realized that the email was edited and sent in his name, so he would have to take the blame after his death.
What’s even more hateful is that Feng Mu may not have thought of this plan at the beginning. The other party may have just wanted to use Feng Yuhuai as a target at the beginning.
It was I who personally delivered the upgraded script to the other party.
I was so angry that I wanted to die, and die with my eyes open.
The receiver's eyes revealed a look of wanting to kill someone, but unfortunately there was a snake mask in front of the goat mask, in front of the snake there was a bull's head, in front of the bull's head there was a hyena, and in front of the hyena there was a vicious tiger.
Just say it.
This person was so confident of winning that he listened to his last words. There were three people blocking his way while he was speaking. He really didn't give himself the chance to become the "villain who died because of talking too much".
The receiver gritted his teeth and asked, "Whose name did you change to?"
Gong Qi, under the snake mask, was itching to do something. He looked at the name above the information in the email and wanted to answer the other party's doubts on behalf of his junior brother.
Generally, people who are curious and like to get to the bottom of things also like to explain the process of solving puzzles to others, which gives them a great sense of satisfaction.
"This is the first time that my junior brother has organized a [team building], and it's more interesting than any of the previous [team building] organized by my senior brothers and sisters. Master's decision to accept my junior brother as his disciple is truly the wisest decision he has made in recent years." Gong Qi was delighted.
If Feng Mu’s system could detect the friendship value among teammates.
He will find that the symbols [Favorability +1+1+1…] are frequently appearing above the Snake Face’s head. This scene also happened when Yuan Xidi was beaten to pieces.
Feng Mu didn't know that his "nonsense" had inexplicably touched upon the fifth senior brother's strange sexual fetish.
He was not chatting with the receiver meaninglessly. On the one hand, he wanted to figure out where he had been exposed so as to prevent it next time. On the other hand, he was setting a trap for the other party with his words.
Feng Mu grinned, revealing his true intentions: "If you want to know the answer, you have to answer me a few questions."
The receiver looked constipated. He understood that Feng Mu had tricked him. He didn't want to answer Feng Mu's questions anymore, but he couldn't hold it in any longer.
I can't die with doubts, can I? ! ! "Don't try to trick me." The receiver sneered.
"Oh." Feng Mu smiled, "Are you sure you want to die with doubts? Then what's the difference between you and the brainless idiot on the ground?"
The receiver sneered: "Provocation, huh!"
Feng Mu laughed: "If you don't want to tell me, I won't force you. Anyway, the next group of friends from the Corpse Cult will be here for you soon, so it doesn't matter if I ask them."
Feng Mu told the man frankly that he had no intention of torturing the delivery man to extract a confession.
He is a very kind person. He enjoys killing people and would never torture someone before their death. The key is that this method is unlikely to work on cult members.
The dark No. 1 that was buried before had already served as a sample for him.
Torturing cult members to extract confessions is not cost-effective. It is better to use gentle persuasion and induce them to confess themselves.
Lies, or the art of language, are sometimes more powerful than a knife, especially to smart people. Is the receiver a smart person? Obviously, the content of the email has explained the problem. At least, Feng Mu believes that the receiver must think he is extremely smart.
As for the receiver's act of "abandoning darkness and joining the light" just now, let's forget about this plot. Anyone who believes it is a fool. The mud on the ground is a lesson for him.
The receiver was silent. He was still very devout to the Corpse Cult, but the next batch of reinforcements might not be so. So instead of waiting for them, it would be better to...
As a smart man with a high opinion of himself, the receiver could accept death, but he could not accept dying with no clear reason and being blamed for it.
This is more humiliating to him than killing him, it's just like shrimp and pig heart.
The receiver's teeth were almost broken before he said in a fierce voice: "What do you want to ask? I will only answer you one question."
Feng Mu shook his head. "No, you calculated it wrong. It's not fair to answer one question at a time. It should be, how many people do you think will come in the next batch of support, and how many mouths do you think will be able to answer the questions?"
Gong Qi was stunned as he listened nearby, and was amazed at his junior fellow apprentice's rigorous thinking process.
Under the bull-head mask, Wang Yu glanced at Feng Mu in surprise. He was not curious about the secret, he just felt that his junior brother spoke very artistically, very much like himself.
On the Bull Head Mask [Favorability +1+1+1…] Feng Mu held up three fingers and said in a gentle and persuasive manner: "I won't take advantage of you. How about exchanging three questions for one?"
The receiver stared at the quiet goat head, and suddenly an inexplicable fear arose in his heart.
The mask seemed to be the incarnation of the devil, and the twisted horns flashed strangely under the dim light, seeming to contain an irresistible temptation.
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"Okay, go ahead and ask." The receiver was defeated.
Feng Mu stretched out his first finger and said coldly: "Where did you start to doubt me?"
Feng Mu read the email carefully. It confirmed with certainty that [Mask] was Feng Mu, but it did not explain how the other party initially suspected him.
To a lie, doubt is more important than truth.
Feng Mu’s question was simple, but the receiver immediately knew what Feng Mu was asking.
He groaned for a moment, then said darkly, "When you handed the Black Core to Black Face, you didn't show any reluctance. That's not normal."
Feng Mu was stunned.
The receiver couldn't help showing a hint of pride on his distorted face: "Black Face said you like to touch iron, and Black Core is also iron!"
Feng Mu suddenly realized that he had never thought that he would be exposed by this detail.
He sincerely said: "My acting skills are not good enough, I need to learn from you."
The receiver looked at Goat Head with a complicated expression. At this moment, he was actually a little "convinced" in his heart.
We are not afraid of enemies who are smart and cunning, but we are afraid of enemies who are humble, studious, and constantly improving... He is such a scary guy, and he will become even scarier in the future.
The receiver realized that it was not unfair for him to lose to [Mask]. He might be as smart as the other party, and he had even found the other party's weakness at one point. But in the end, why was he the one to die?
"I trust my own judgment too much, I am too conceited, and not careful enough. I should be as much like [Mask]..."
The receiver shook his head and decided not to think about it anymore. It was too late to reflect and learn now.
The receiver sighed, put one hand in his trouser pocket, and with the other hand, he imitated Feng Mu's movements and held up two fingers: "It's time for the second question."
(End of this chapter)
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