Chapter 90: A conspiracy against Lin Yang? A 'clever' hunter!

"A trap?" Lin Yang was confused, puzzled: "Whose trap?"

"That man, he is also likely from the military base, and very likely your tail." Su Yang said with a solemn face.

"Impossible." Lin Yang shook his head, firmly: "To avoid eyes and ears, I specifically took the bridge on the east side to run from the poison; the vast majority of them took the bridge on the west side."

"You underestimate these players; they can do anything for a watch. Didn't you see the fate of that mother and child just now?" Su Yang asked.

"But... since it's me, why design it like this? Burning corpses with gasoline, isn't this obviously fishing?" Lin Yang's face was full of confusion.

"Were there people around when you took the watch?" Su Yang asked for details.

"I picked up the scraps; I saw a watch on a corpse and took it off and put it on myself." Lin Yang said so.

Su Yang widened his eyes, "You dare to wear things on dead people casually?"

"There was gunfire everywhere outside at the time, I didn't think too much, just felt it was novel so I picked it up." Lin Yang explained.

"You didn't kill the person, right?"

"No, I saw the corpse in the unfinished building."

"Then it's estimated that you touched someone else's things, so they came to seek revenge on you." Su Yang rubbed his eyebrows.

He felt he had encountered an unprovoked disaster.

Clearly it wasn't aimed at him, but because of the accidental encounter with the 'thief', he entered the trap by mistake.

He was right; how could he grab a watch in the military base where the competition was so big with Lin Yang's stupid brain.

It turned out to be stolen.

No wonder he didn't have killing intent toward Su Yang; this guy already had the credential, and now he was thinking about how to safely pass the remaining time.

"No way?" Lin Yang was full of astonishment, "That doesn't fit logic either; if he wanted to catch me, why not guard inside the house?"

Su Yang gazed at the scene of gunfire outside the window, and a sense of foreboding grew in his heart.

"Burning the corpse is the key, and it's also a signal." Su Yang stretched out two fingers,

"Two possibilities—"

"Perhaps it's a signal to deliberately lure players, or it could be to transmit information to companions."

"If it's the former, then he is purely here for you, then my appearance is a variable, and the chance of breaking the deadlock is very high."

"If it's the latter, after the bombing ends, he will definitely come with his companions, and then both of us will be turtles in a jar."

Speaking of this, Su Yang felt the truth gradually emerge.

This open plot mixed with conspiracy had the fundamental purpose of exchanging the greatest benefit at the minimum cost.

The man appearing alone was to create the illusion of being weak; in Lin Yang's perspective, the threat existed, but it wasn't big.

The way of breaking the door was too skilled.

It was as if... he had experienced many battles.

"Would you be thinking too much?" Lin Yang couldn't help but laugh.

An ordinary rush into the house area could be interpreted into so many things.

Probing and luring.

He hadn't even met that man, how could he have laid out such a vicious trap in such a short time.

"You don't believe it?" Su Yang said with a smile.

"He doesn't even know my name, nor does he know my talent, how could he think of such a vicious scheme in such a short time." Lin Yang shook his head to show he didn't believe it.

If this were true, it would be too exaggerated.

What kind of structure must the brain be to be so powerful?

"And there is a biggest loophole in the plan you inferred—"

"Assuming he has the talent to predict danger, then blocking the door is a better solution, why run?" Lin Yang pointed out the doubt in his heart.

"Have you seen a bird-catching trap?" Su Yang raised his eyelids slightly.

"Is it related?"

Su Yang said slowly: "According to your assumption, as long as he doesn't leave the house area, you can't risk entering the door."

"Because you have a car, and there are house areas nearby that can be used for hiding, this is one."

"Second, he is exactly trying to use the opportunity of leaving to invite you into the urn, thereby cutting off all your escape routes and methods."

Lin Yang frowned, listening to it in a fog.

He felt Su Yang was talking nonsense, forcing it.

"These are all the methods you would choose by changing your position to think, and you are deducing the cause from the result, naturally you can fabricate it reasonably." Lin Yang said.

Even if Su Yang was the first on the leaderboard and had extremely high game talent and thinking ability.

But he was always a mortal, and there were always times when he miscalculated.

Not to mention, if that man was really so smart, he would have already gotten the watch, why do something extra?

"Still don't believe it?" Su Yang wasn't surprised by this.

If Lin Yang wasn't stubborn, he wouldn't be Lin Yang.

"These are all your delusions." Lin Yang still shook his head.

"Go into the living room and see, you will come back and beg me." Su Yang said with a smile.

Lin Yang touched into the living room suspiciously, scanning around, looking at the dilapidated scene left after being swept by fragmentation grenades and bullets, and couldn't help but mutter:

"What are you pretending to be a riddle-maker for? What's so strange about this?"

Su Yang supported his body and stood up slowly; with the help of the first-aid kit, the wound had already healed seven or eight out of ten.

It had to be said that first-aid stuff was fiercer than long-acting recovery agents like adrenaline.

He leaned against the door frame and watched Lin Yang pacing carefully, suddenly feeling funny.

"What are you laughing at? Didn't you ask me to look?" Lin Yang said angrily.

As if to verify that his conjecture was correct, Lin Yang took a step forward.

"Look, what's wrong with the living room? You are just too suspicious, everything is..."

"Hum!"

Suddenly a light sound was issued, Lin Yang felt his ankle seem to kick some kind of obstacle, and one more step forward was an abyss.

At this moment, he felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar, swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and said tremblingly: "Su Yang... no, brother! Hurry and help me see what kind of ghost thing this is!"

Su Yang leaned down to his feet and examined it carefully, finding a thin line connecting the two ends.

One end was tied to the table leg rolling on the ground, and the other end was tied to the trigger of the Thompson submachine gun behind the bathroom door.

Once kicked hard, the force would be shared by the table and the submachine gun trigger.

But sharing was just an ideal state, and besides, under the inertial push of an adult walking, one could always kick the trigger.

Then let it fire bullets aimed at the standing direction.

Coincidentally, Lin Yang's action just happened to make the thin line entangle with the hinge on the door, causing the trigger to be pressed slightly, and the bullet didn't rush out of the chamber.

But in Lin Yang's eyes, he thought he had stepped on a landmine, didn't dare to move, and said with a crying face: "Please brother, save me!"

"Don't panic, it's just a small trap." Su Yang pulled out his axe, cut the line, and picked up the submachine gun behind the bathroom door.

"Is it the weapon of that mother and child?" Su Yang thought to himself.

From burning the corpse to driving away, the man stayed in the room for at least five minutes.

Su Yang didn't think a murderer who killed like hemp would spend so much time licking the bag.

Combining Lin Yang's encounter and various strange phenomena, he could guess—

The man had laid traps in the house.

And there was more than one place!

It just happened that Lin Yang didn't believe his guess and pushed him out to verify the result.

Su Yang stuffed the magazine to Lin Yang, who was panting violently after the rest of his life, his gaze gazing at the stairs leading to the second floor,

"... A clever 'hunter'?" ===== CHAPTER 91 =====