Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 126 Are you stupid? I have cheated ( words long chapter)

PS: I originally wanted to write a 10,000-word chapter to finish Paradise, but I found that 10,000 words is not enough. So I will just write 7,000-word chapters first.

"Wow," Amon said in a mock-surprise voice, finding a different piece of paper on the ground. "This is truly astonishing, wow."

Unlike the other papers which were densely covered with "Alisa is dead", this paper stated that Aponya had accidentally killed Sakura's sister with the [Discipline].

"This is truly astonishing news," Amon raised the note in his hand. "If I were her, I would definitely seek revenge, right?"

Kevin reached out and snatched the paper from Amon's hand, reading it in silence.

He closed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

"The murderer is obvious, isn't it?" Amon continued to add fuel to the fire.

"Shut up." Kevin said coldly without looking at Amon.

"Okay, okay." Amon laughed and retreated to the corner with his hands raised.

“…” Kevin was silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Klein moved closer to Kevin and also read the new sheet of paper.

"No." After taking a quick look, Klein immediately stepped forward to explain for Sakura, "There must be some misunderstanding."

In the paradise, besides Padu, the people he spent the most time with were Hua and Ying. Through studying with them during this period, Klein had already roughly understood their personalities.

He was sure that Sakura was definitely not like that.

"I know." Kevin didn't say anything more, put down the paper and turned away.

Klein stepped forward, picked it up, and examined it carefully.

For a moment, Klein was a little uncertain. If it was true as the paper said, that Sakura's sister was indeed killed by Aponia, then revenge was not something that was incomprehensible.

But Klein was certain that even if Sakura really wanted revenge, she would never attack an innocent person like Alicia.

He pulled out a chair, sat down, leaned back, closed his eyes and tried dream divination.

"It was Sakura who killed Alicia."

"It was Sakura who killed Alicia."

"It was Sakura who killed Alicia."

He repeated it three times in his mind and entered the dream state through meditation.

In the dim light, he saw this scene.

Sakura, wearing a mask, raised the purple sword in her hand, slashed out with a slash that froze time and space, and swung the sword towards the person in front of her... Alicia?
Klein suddenly opened his eyes.

"What did you see?" asked Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"It's Sakura, it's really Sakura, but how is this possible?" Klein muttered to himself in confusion.

Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't know what to say.

"You can't blindly trust divination," Klein said. "How about you go somewhere else first, and I'll try again?"

"Okay." Fujimaru Ritsuka agreed and was pulled by Merlin and disappeared on the spot.

Klein looked around the room again. Kevin was gone, as was Ritsuka Fujimaru. Even Amon left without knowing when.

He let out a long breath and took four steps backwards to reach the top of the gray fog.

Although it was a dream, I was unexpectedly able to connect to the gray fog.

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Ritsuka Fujimaru found Mebius in a pavilion.

"What do you want from me, little white mouse?" Mebius continued speaking in her clipped voice.

The sky became a little darker, no longer pink and dreamy, as if it had faded.

But this is normal. After all, this is Alicia's memory space. If the owner of the space dies, the memory will naturally change.

"We checked it out. The typewriter clearly showed Alicia's death." Fujimaru Ritsuka said straight to the point.

"This is obvious, there's nothing to be surprised about." Mebius' voice became less harsh. "That woman killed herself. Isn't there a fortune teller? Why not ask him?"

Why not ask the magic conch?
"Klein divined, it's Sakura." Fujimaru Ritsuka also noticed the change in the environment, and she roughly guessed the reason.

"Oh, really. It seems that the fortune teller is nothing special. I heard that he has been promoted to a clown. As expected, the clown is best at sensationalism." Mobius turned around with disdain and no longer looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"So what do you think, little white mouse?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka shook his head and replied, "I can't deny it."

"Really?" Mobius tilted his head slightly. "But in my opinion, any one of you three is more suspicious than Sakura. Why don't you doubt yourselves?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka shook his head again: "I can't deny it either."

"Really? Don't you want to use your brain at all? Why not ask the guy next to you who doesn't want to show his face?"

"He doesn't want to tell me anything." Fujimaru Ritsuka was helpless.

"Then you become even more suspicious." Mobius chuckled and said, "But I'm still willing to trust you. What do you think? Are you touched?"

"I'm really touched, but are you really not planning to do anything? Or are you going to stay here?" Fujimaru Ritsuka forced a smile.

"What do you think?" Mebius continued to ask.

"I understand." Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded, "Then I wish you good luck."

"I don't need any luck." Mebius replied, but there was no one behind him.

Only the roses in the garden are gradually withering.

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"Qianjie, I won't try to explain anything to you, because I know it's futile. But I have a request. Please let Grace leave here first." This was Hua's voice.

"I don't care." Qianjie's voice was filled with suppressed anger.

Qianjie was confronting several heroes, and the momentum of one person overwhelmed the five heroes opposite.

"It's so lively." An untimely voice appeared, completely diverting Qianjie's anger.

He punched hard in the direction of the sound, and the scorching heat distorted the air.

puff.

It was like hitting cotton, causing no damage.

Amon caught Qianjie's fist nonchalantly.

"You're here too, thief." Qianjie's angry voice came from under the mask. I wonder what his expression is now.

"Such an interesting thing, of course I have to join in the fun." Amon said jokingly.

"Interesting? So you're treating this like a game, huh?" Qianjie's strength grew stronger, the flames on his body boiling fiercely. But Amon's hand remained motionless.

The temperature gradually rose, so high that the ground began to melt slightly.

Sue sighed.

The white light disappeared immediately, and Qianjie and Amon disappeared.

Only Su, Hua, Eden, Kosmo and Grayshure were left there.

Kosmo protected Gray behind him and looked at the others vigilantly.

The others were also separated from each other by a distance, a distance that shouldn't exist between "partners."

"The Thousand Worlds One Vehicle cannot trap them for too long, but it should be enough for us to sort out the context of the matter." Su began to analyze the situation.

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"Why are you so depressed?" On a park bench, Weiwei found Klein, who was frowning and trying to analyze the current situation.

"I... just don't understand." Klein looked at the person who came.

"Why? Because Kevin is dead?" asked Weiwei.

"Huh?" This time it was Klein's turn to be surprised.

"It seems you're behind on the news." Velvet handed Klein a piece of paper. Just like the one Alicia had given him, it was filled with the words "Kevin is dead."

"This..." Klein was even more incredulous. Over the past few days, he had gained a basic understanding of the situation of the Thirteen Fire Chasers. Kevin and Alicia were undoubtedly the strongest.

"I don't think Sakura can kill Kevin." Klein put the paper aside.

"Why do you think it's Sakura?" Weiwei sat down not far from Klein and crossed her legs.

Klein told Vivi the results of his divination.

Weiwei rubbed her chin and thought for a moment. "I do have some say in this matter. Klein, what do you think is the most important thing in magic?"

"Technique? Or creativity?"

"Neither. It's a lie to deceive the audience. Paradise is a world of memory, so as long as you have the corresponding memories, it's not difficult to disguise yourself as another person." Wei Erwei revealed the answer.

"Indeed, pretending to be someone else isn't particularly difficult." Klein's brows relaxed. "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Velvet accepted Klein's thanks calmly. "After all, I don't want to doubt my companions either."

"That's really not something you would say." Relaxed, Klein was in the mood to joke.

"What do you think I am, a villain? Although I do have an extremely evil personality, I usually won't let her out."

"Huh? So you really do have multiple personalities? I thought you were acting when you displayed a different personality each time."

"Didn't I tell you?" Wei Erwei thought for a moment, "Oh, yes, I really don't think I told you. But it doesn't matter, it's not too late to know now."

"Well, as a detective, the most important thing is to prove your innocence. And memory never lies." Weiwei took out a hat. "Klang, clang, consciousness collector. As the name suggests, it can detect a person's consciousness."

Ding.

The sound of coins flying.

"You are truly cautious, great fortune teller." Velvet said as she looked at Klein who was busy fortune-telling.

"Better safe than sorry." Klein put away the coin. "Would you like to go first, or should I?"

"Then let's start with the person who is the least suspicious, such as... her." Weiwei pointed at the tree, and a head with cat ears immediately popped down from the tree.

"Hehe, we've been discovered, Sister Weiwei, Brother Ke." Paduo said with a wry smile.

"Pado is indeed the least suspicious." Klein nodded. He had already noticed Pado a long time ago.

"Of course. After all, we may not even be able to beat a can." Padu said proudly.

Can is the name of Paddy's cat.

Not canned ant bull.

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In the square, a girl holding a paintbrush stared at the white paper, hesitant to start writing.

"Still haven't decided what to draw?" Kosmo asked.

"Well, I don't like any of the colors today." Grace put away her paintbrush.

"..."

"Want to go somewhere else?" Kosmo tried to be more talkative by becoming taciturn in order to avoid letting Grace become influenced by his own ideas.

But it's too late.

"..."

"Forget it." Grace's expression changed several times before she gave a brief reply.

Kosmo's expression also changed again and again: "Well... okay."

The two of them tacitly gave up speaking and began to communicate with their eyes.

After a period of encrypted conversation, the two came to a conclusion.

They also tried to explore, but if they encountered danger, Gresh would hide behind Kosmo.

After a period of exploration, Grace found a "strange color" through her unique ability to see through the essence.

Creatures dyed with "strange colors" are very aggressive and bite anyone they see like a possessed person.

Their individual combat power is not that strong, but their appearance in groups still caused some trouble to Kosmo and Grayshu.

Although it won't be a tough fight, it will still be troublesome.

Suddenly, pale pink petals appeared out of thin air, accompanied by golden sword light.

Merlin, the flower magician skilled in swordsmanship, emerges from his spirit form.

He performed a graceful sword dance, and with the Sword of Promised Victory and the staff used as a mace in his hand, he quickly eliminated all enemies at a speed that ordinary people could not see.

It turns out that close combat is the magician's romance.

"It's the pink and white big brother." Gray Xiu said as he looked at Merlin who suddenly appeared.

"Hmm? Do you think I look like this?" Merlin put away his knight sword and leaned on his staff, looking back at Gresh. Gresh nodded: "Very pretty, and very pale."

Merlin tilted his head and smiled. "That's a very apt analogy. You have very keen observation skills, little sister."

After all the enemies were dealt with, Fujimaru Ritsuka came out from his hiding corner.

"What's going on with these guys?" asked Fujimaru Ritsuka.

With Merlin present, Gray Xiu, who was easily stained, became noticeably more talkative: "Those faded monsters smell of my paint."

"So you drew them?" Fujimaru Ritsuka squatted down and faced Grayshu.

"No, I didn't paint today, and these paints didn't come from me." Grace shook her head.

"If that's the case, then it seems the enemy possesses your abilities to some extent," Fujimaru Ritsuka speculated. "Perhaps they copied them from memory."

Just as Fujimaru Ritsuka was thinking, Grace suddenly asked: "Big sister and big brother, are you heroes?"

"Hmm? Why do you ask?" Fujimaru Ritsuka smiled.

Although I am an "alien" designated by human nature, it is still very happy to be called a hero by children.

"Because you're smart, powerful, and your colors are warm." Grace said softly, "Kosmo wants to be a hero too."

Fujimaru Ritsuka patted Grayshu's head and said, "Yes, we are heroes, Grayshu too, and Kosmo too. I've read your chronicles, and you are all heroes, and you can become heroic spirits after death."

"What is a Heroic Spirit?" Grayshu asked.

"The great heroes of every age are sung and remembered by future generations. Those who have left their mark in epics can ascend to the Throne of Heroes after death. Those who enter the Throne of Heroes are heroic spirits." Fujimaru Ritsuka explained patiently.

"So, the hero...will definitely die?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked back at a certain grinning old immortal and said with certainty: "No, heroes don't necessarily die."

Grace stubbornly continued, "Mom and Dad are missing, and the adults say they've become heroes. Sister Desdobia left, and Kosmo also said she's a hero. Now, Kosmo wants to be a hero too, so will he leave me too?"

Grace's tone was very stubborn. This was not someone else's color, but her own thoughts.

"Okay, Grayshu, stop asking." Kosmo wanted to stop her, but Grayshu didn't listen and continued to stare at Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Fujimaru Ritsuka glanced at Kosmo and said, "Although this may sound like a sign of betrayal, I won't do that."

"Thank you, sister." Gresh smiled, "But I still don't want Kosmo to become a hero, so can I become a hero in Kosmo's place?"

"Okay! Grayshu!" Kosmo's tone was unusually serious.

When Gresh looked at Kosmo, Kosmo spoke at length for the first time: "Gresh... not everyone can become a hero if they want to. When a certain moment comes, when we know that we must... no matter the cost... do something, maybe for someone, maybe for a certain cause..."

"And this time, what I couldn't do fifty thousand years ago... I... This time, perhaps I still want to be a hero. But it's definitely not to die, it's to light the hope of life. We step into the night... precisely for that 'dawn light'."

It was such a long conversation... Ritsuka Fujimaru stood aside and listened.

After saying this, Kosmo looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka and said, "Fujimaru Ritsuka, since you're here, I'll be handing you the seal of Asahi. Please remember what I just said."

Fujimaru Ritsuka felt a pain in his hand, and a pattern like an eagle's claw appeared on his hand and was gradually blending into his skin.

"I can sense your true character, even though you've acted out of character before. But this is the dawn of light you've ignited, and I believe you'll go further than we have."

Grayshu did not express her opinion. In fact, she had already given the "Starry Sky" mark to Fujimaru Ritsuka when she had made a move on her.

Gresh looked at Kosmo and said, "I understand. This time, I want to be a hero too.

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What has been done will be done again, and what has been done will be done again.

Because of this foresight, people call him a wise man, and let him know...

I will definitely die.

That man will burn to the bitter end... until... he kills himself.

Qianjie stood face to face with Amon. The flames on his body burned his clothes and mask. Except for his pants which were protected by an unknown force, his whole body was wrapped in flames.

Behind Amon was Su Hehua who had returned.

"Really? I'm obviously the villain, why would I be standing in front of others?" Amon said jokingly.

He has been holding Qianjie back for almost half an hour, and every attack of his is stolen by Amon, which means Qianjie can't go anywhere now.

"Thank you. Let me try to negotiate next." Su came to Amon's side.

"Negotiate? You can't even save the person you truly want to save, yet you still want to save everything?" Qianjie's little mouth was as sweet as honey. "Hua, how did your captain die? Su, did you save your mentor? Now teach me what to do?"

Who says that if you are not a psychic fusion warrior, you can't use psychic attacks?
Qianjie uses true damage that ignores defense.

Outstanding effect.

"You idiots, just like before, you can't stop me, and you can't save anyone... You can't even save your own lives."

The flames on Qianjie's body burned more and more vigorously, and his skin became like shaped magma.

Looking at Qianjie like this, Su suddenly seemed to understand something.

"You...I understand, Qianjie."

"Su?" Hua looked at Su in confusion.

"Got it? Then get out of here." After saying that, Qianjie took a step forward with his right foot and punched Amon.

Amon adjusted his monocle, stretched out his hand, and gathered all the power he had stolen into his palm, turning it into a fireball that floated towards Qianjie.

Su Jianghua protected him behind him, and the awakened one opened his eyes.

The two forces collided and exploded with huge force.

Cracks were blown into the paradise of the past, and streams of data flowed through the cracks.

"This is the last time. After this, you won't have another chance to stop me."

Leaving the unhealable crack in place, Qianjie turned and left.

Watching Qianjie go away, Hua, as an honest man, was completely confused about the situation.

"Su, Qianjie..."

Su's eyes, which had just opened slightly, closed again. "As much as I hate to admit it, he tricked us. Qianjie, he doesn't have the will to fight to the death. He simply wants to force me to 'open my eyes' and tear a rift in the paradise of the past."

"After that, he will follow this crack and destroy the entire Paradise, annihilating everyone except Ying Jie, forcing the hidden enemy to emerge."

"What about me? What should I do? I'm not Ying Jie." Amon raised his hand. "I've helped you hold him back for so long, you won't just abandon him after he's done his work, right?"

"I believe you can save your life, and I think you should have gotten what you wanted just now."

"Oh, you won't give me any benefits at all? You're really stingy." Amon put down his hand, his body became illusory, and disappeared on the spot.

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Some time passed.

In the endless darkness, Qianjie suddenly appeared here.

And in front of him was another "Thousand Tribulations".

"Who are you?" Qianjie asked calmly.

"I am Qianjie." The other person replied with a smile.

"Erosion." Qianjie directly pointed out the other party's identity. "The only one who can do this in the paradise is the Herrscher of Erosion."

"Oh, so smart. Yes, everyone says you are crazy, but no one has ever said you are stupid, right?" Erosion was not angry and continued to smile.

Erosion continued, "For most people, they can't see their own hearts clearly until the day they die. So, since I want to replace you and devour you, I will be kind enough to let you see yourself clearly. What do you think? Am I being kind? Do you want to praise me?"

"Don't you find it disgusting that I'm using my face to imitate Alicia's speech?" Qianjie spat.

"Oh, it doesn't matter if you don't thank me. Anyway, consider this a thank you gift. I will let you die without regrets."

The black space was illuminated, revealing scenes that were the most profound events in Qianjie's memory. The two Qianjies watched Qianjie's life from the perspective of bystanders.

"So? What do you want to express?" Qianjie crossed his arms.

"I mean, you, that's all. Thank you for opening your heart to me, and thank you for volunteering to be the next sacrifice. Farewell, the sixth of the Fire Chaser."

The darkness re-emerged, ready to engulf Qianjie.

Just as the darkness was about to completely engulf Qianjie, a huge flame spread out, forming a ring of fire that enveloped the two of them.

"Oh? A dying struggle?" Erosion looked at the circle of fire.

"A last-ditch struggle? Of course not. I don't care about life or death. It's just a pity that you're too late." Qianjie sneered and lowered his head.

"Oh?" Erosion tilted his head in confusion.

"What a pity! I sold Qianjie a long time ago." Qianjie raised his head and laughed mockingly.

Facing the direction of Erosion, he raised his hand and instantly grabbed it from a distance of more than ten meters. Erosion's body immediately appeared in front of him, and its neck instantly appeared in his hand.

Qianjie opened his mouth and whispered, "Twisting the hands of time..."

The stolen memories suddenly appeared in Erosion's mind, and Erosion subconsciously recited the next sentence: "Wandering in the shadow of fate..."

They both said in unison: "The embodiment of fraud and mischief."

The two Qianjie's bodies began to twist and deform, and finally merged into one.

Black hair, black eyes, broad forehead, thin face.

The surrounding fire circle quickly shrank and floated up, floating into the man's hand and turned into a pair of crystal polished monocles.

He put his monocle over his right eye and flashed his signature, sarcastic grin.

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Klein looked at Padu's memory through the instrument and confirmed her safety.

When checking Velvet's memory, because she has multiple personalities and one person might be slower, Padu was brought along.

In Wei Liwei's memory, the two saw several mirrors.

After studying it for a while, Klein guessed that each mirror represented a personality of Velvet.

One of the mirrors was locked, which reminded Klein of the evil personality that Velvet had mentioned before.

"This memory may be quite brutal," Klein reminded Pado.

Padu said that it didn't matter. Although she was weak, she was still a hero after all, and she had seen many bloody scenes.

Pardo volunteered to open the lock, and Klein, who was not good at lock picking, didn't think much about it and went to check other memories.

After taking two steps, Klein's spiritual sense was suddenly touched, and he quickly turned back.

"What's wrong, Brother Ke? Is there anything else?" Padu, who was grunting while unlocking the door, raised his head.

"It's okay, go ahead. I'll watch from the side." Klein shook his head.

"Well, okay, I'll continue." Padu continued to work hard.

A few minutes later, the lock opened with a click.

Padu let out a cry of surprise, and Klein followed her gaze. In this locked memory, he saw the process of Vivi killing Kevin and others.

Oh no, it’s over.

Klein picked up Pardo and ran away.

Since Velvet dared to let Klein and the other two enter her memory, it meant that she felt confident in keeping them.

Sure enough, just after they ran out for two steps, Weiwei's memory space behind them began to collapse.

Weiwei has the ability to split consciousness, so it is easy for her to discard unimportant memories.

Now Klein felt like he was playing Temple Run, the difference being that what was chasing him wasn't monsters, but the gradual loss of his memory.

Klein has the qualifications for unlimited resurrection, but Pado does not, so he had to carry Pado and escape.

As he was running, Klein suddenly thought of something.

This is the world of memory, and he himself is a memory.

Previously, when he was divining in the gray fog whether it was Sakura who killed Alicia, he discovered that now as a memory body, he could enter the gray fog directly with his real body, instead of leaving his physical body there like in reality.

Klein immediately found an opportunity and carried Padu four steps backwards to the top of the gray fog.

Are you stupid? I’m cheating.

Goodbye to you.

Watching Klein carrying Pardo and disappearing on the spot, the expression on Vivi's face could no longer be maintained.

Arriving above the gray fog, perhaps because the paradise was isolated from the outside world, Klein noticed that he could only connect to a crimson star, which corresponded to the direction he originally came from.

Connecting Crimson, leaning over, one can notice that the segmentation of Vilvi's memory has stopped.

"Brother Ke...Brother Ke, where is this place?" Padu's trembling voice came.

(End of this chapter)