Chapter 224 Tongueless Player


    Xu Huo looked back at Pan Siming, but Pan Siming smiled at him and looked at the portrait just now.


    "Is there anything wrong with that painting?" Fan Shiji hesitated, "Have we missed something?"


    "I didn''t see anything anyway." Xu Huo said, "There are so many paintings here, even if there are fake ones, they won''t be placed at the gate."


    "What you said makes sense." Fan Shiji nodded, paused and said, "Let''s look a little faster after we separate."


    He quietly made a gesture while talking, indicating that he would go and see the progress of others.


    Xu Huo did not stop him, so he slowly lit a cigarette and looked over one by one.


    "Are there many? Give me one." The woman in leather who had left before walked to him.


    Xu Huo handed her the cigarette box and took the initiative to light a cigarette for her, but the woman in leather only waved her hand after smoking a cigarette, "I have a lighter. Thank you."


    After smoking, she left.


    Xu Huo continued to look at the painting.


    The general situation is similar to what the man in the headscarf said. There are 82 paintings, 61 of which have content, but the types are different, including oil paintings, sketches, and even a few photos. The things in the paintings are also different, including portraits, group photos, objects and scenery. In addition, the styles of paintings are also very different, some of which lack color, black and white highlight the depression, while some are thick ink and heavy colors, with bright and dazzling colors.


    In short, these sixty-one paintings show strangeness in various forms, and each painting has an electronic timer underneath, with a countdown ranging from five hundred hours to two hundred hours.


    There are twenty-one blank picture frames with white paper inside, scattered on different giant pillars.


    Unlike picture frames with paintings, there is no electronic timer under these blank paintings.


    After more than two hours of redirecting without gain, the players gathered under a separate statue of the figure in the center of the art gallery.


    "What do these countdowns mean?" Ni Tian rubbed her eyes and said, "I was almost blind and I couldn''t tell which one was a fake."


    "I also took a few paintings and tried it, but the game prompt was not triggered." Xie Man said.


    Other players obviously took the drawings and got nothing.


    "I think we may have understood the wrong direction." Deng Yu said: "The fakes mentioned by the game may be different from the fakes we understand. You see, there are a few black and white photos in these collections, which cannot be called paintings."


    "I just took the photo, but there was no response." Pan Siming frowned and said, "This means that at least the category of photos is not a fake."


    "What do you mean is that among all the paintings, maybe some paintings with common characteristics are fake paintings?" The woman in leather took the speech, and when she turned her head, the circle earrings under her earlobe shook, "This is impossible."


    "If this is the case, this game is too simple. All the painting styles here are very prominent and you can easily pick up categories. As long as one person finds a fake painting, wouldn''t it be a string?"


    "But no fake painting is found now." Fan Shiji said carefully: "We haven''t found a single one. Now let''s discuss whether it''s too early to discuss the characteristics of fake paintings."


    "Fake smart." The gloomy man sneered, not knowing who he was talking about.


    "Then do you have any clues?" Xie Man stared at him, "If you say others, you can pretend to be sophisticated. If you have the ability, you can come up with some real materials."


    The gloomy man said coldly, "You don''t need to provoke me. I have some ideas, so I can tell you."


    "Speak quickly!" Deng Yu urged.


    The gloomy man knocked on an electronic timer close by, "Don''t you think this timer is strange?" "This is a countdown, but why does the collections in the art gallery have a countdown?"


    "The remaining time for the collection to be exhibited?" Ni Tian said.


    The gloomy man pulled his face when he saw her talking, "If you want to hear it, don''t interrupt."


    Ni Tian''s face turned red and she immediately pursed her lips.


    "Stop keeping it a secret, just talk about it quickly." Pan Siming said.


    "Since the paintings we just touched are not the paintings required by the task, and the fake paintings are indeed inside, plus this countdown, it is very likely that the fake paintings can be identified only within a specific time, or the fake paintings can be selected." said the gloomy man.


    "When is that time?" A soft voice sounded, and everyone turned around and realized that it was the little girl in the maid dress talking.


    Facing everyone''s eyes, she smiled shyly, touched the back of the tall and strong man''s hand carefully, and said, "Lu Gang can''t speak, but don''t be scared by his appearance. He is a very obedient person."


    Lu Gang, who was three heads taller than the little girl, rolled his eyes when he heard this, and his triangular eyes tilted to the side.


    The little girl trembled slightly in a conditioned reflex, then reluctantly smiled and said, "My name is You Huanhuan, I am a white player. The Hundred People Art Museum is the first copy I made."


    Xie Man and the others next to him looked slightly, but they didn''t say much. Instead, the gloomy man said bluntly: "I have met many women pretending to be weak in the game. Seeing that people and animals are harmless, their hearts are actually worse than anyone else!"


    You Huanhuan''s eyes turned red and subconsciously grabbed Lu Gang''s clothes, but he swung to the ground the next second. Lu Gang''s eyes were red, and he held her throat with one hand and lifted up the person.


    You Huanhuan kicked her legs and rolled her eyes until her hands and feet were almost exhausted. Xie Man and the woman in leather went up to stop Lu Gang. The two hugged You Huanhuan, while Pan Siming and others went to La Lu Gang.


    Unexpectedly, Lu Gang was very manic. He shook his hand and opened the few people and yelled at them, but he made a very clear and complete sound.


    "He has no tongue!" Fan Shiji said in surprise.


    The players present were shocked and retreated one after another, but Lu Gang roared twice and rushed to one side, smashing the walls of the art gallery!


    "I have never seen such an abnormal player in the game." Xu Huo looked at his back.


    On the other hand, You Huanhuan gasped with Xie Man''s help, coughing and said, "Actually, we can''t blame him. He seemed to have his tongue cut in his previous copy. It was not normal when I met him."


    "Then why do you still want to follow him?" The woman in leather pointed to the fingerprints on her neck, "Aren''t you afraid that he would go crazy and beat you to death?"


    You Huanhuan shook her head, "Because he saved me, and although he was a little rough, he would not really hurt me."


    The players present looked at her with a subtle look, and Lu Gang, who had vented his anger, walked back and sat down next to You Huanhuan, staring straight at the gloomy man.


    The gloomy man narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "I guessed the specific time, but I can''t be sure. If you want, you can try it every once in a while."


    "The game prompts you to not walk around after the lights are turned off." The man in the headscarf looked around and said, "Is it safe to come out?"


    "This may be the key to the game." Pan Siming pondered and said, "No matter whether the idea is right or not, you must give it a try."


    "But night is a dangerous time in any copy, so it''s best to go together."


    (This chapter ends)