I changed the timeline with the game.

Chapter 255: Crazy desire to perform, and rationality that governs everything

Chapter 255: Crazy desire to perform and rationality that governs everything

Everything was just as Su Wen expected.

From now on.

The second part of the layout has begun to operate perfectly.

at the same time.

The handsome detective also relied on his reasoning just now.

Received the 'reward' for the 'fourth' and 'fifth puzzle':
An old book with a black cover engraved with ancient Roman characters.

A pocket watch with a silver-painted and extremely delicate structure.

On the stage.

Seeing the proof given by Su Wen, the clown laughed and said loudly with a distorted face:

"so what.

Do you think I've been fooled?

Or.

Do you think I will follow your idea and go looking for that extraordinary person desperately?"

Hear the clown's crazy words.

Su Wen shrugged:

“The result was correct.

But the process.

I think that even if a madman is persuaded, he probably won't act according to the rules.

and so.

I have brought another [chip] that is heavy enough.”

He took out from his arms the book he had obtained when he and Dolores were hiding in Mr. Bradley's villa.

then.

Mr. Detective looked at the madman wearing a laughing mask in the distance.

Smiling, he narrated:
“If I tear up this book now.

What do you think will happen to Times Square?

Mr Simon Colin Bradley. ”

Hear the words he is speaking now.

Even Miss Caroline, who was usually lazy and didn't care much, was a little surprised:
“Kevin, what do you mean:
Is this clown in the theater Bradley, whose life was previously in danger?"

"of course."

Su Wen smiled.

Until just now, he finally understood the one-star goal in the game:
[Protect Serena Bradley].

For what exactly.

That's right.

This hidden thread that runs through the entire game goal may be the deepest "puzzle" hidden in the game.

He has been analyzing from an observational perspective.

It was not until now that he slowly gave his explanation:

“First, Selina has no special psychic properties.

In other words, she did not actually meet the strict requirements to become a sacrifice in the [Golden Ritual].

Second: The emergence of the Verrazano Coastal Bridge crisis.

Obviously, the killer organization that appeared in Mr. Bradley's house earlier was not aware of it. At the same time, when I caught the killer.

He actually pointed the finger directly at his employer.

After Miss Selina and Isabella appeared, he actually chose to take a risk and kidnap them in exchange for negotiation space.

And that 'negotiation'

In fact, it wasn’t said to the Night’s Watchman.

Third: This collection of books in my hand.

According to a data worker who used a quantum computer cluster to analyze it, the deep information flow it represents is actually the structural vulnerability point of the entire Times Square.

in other words.

It is the real 'key'.

look.

Am I right?
Mr Simon Colin Bradley. ”

In fact, the data personnel Su Wen mentioned was Miss Caroline beside him. But as a gentleman, keeping secrets was also something he had to pay attention to.

It's a wonderful analysis to hear this.

The clown standing on the stage began to applaud wholeheartedly.

Then, the shadow audience members who should have been shattered by the aftermath of the explosion all returned to their seats and began to applaud mechanically.

In an instant.

The entire magnificent theater seemed to have returned to the curtain call moment of the past.

However, in Caroline's opinion, the current picture is probably a little less harmonious.

The clown with the laughing mask said admiringly:

“Mr. Kevin.

If I say, I haven't heard your name before.

Then I will remember this name from now on."

He took off his mask, revealing a face that could not hide its madness.

It was the same face that had appeared in the three-dimensional portrait Caroline had sent him.

Mr. Bradley hid his face with one hand in a comical gesture, and said with tears in his eyes and laughter:

"Because of the failure of promotion, the psychic characteristics backfired.
The faith of the Thousand-Faced God is about to consume me.

I'm losing control.

But a performer, a successful person in the sociological sense.

Must die on the grandest stage in the world.

I hope you can understand.

The Joker has always been hidden in my body. And now, the uncontrollable laughter is the Joker's mockery of me and the whisper that will never stop.

of course.

You can solve this last puzzle for me. So, either you are using me, or you want to kill me.

I can accept any of them.

The premise is.

It must be done under the gaze of everyone!"

Looking at Mr. Bradley, whose sanity is almost being overwhelmed by crazy thoughts.

Su Wen was silent for thirty seconds.

He once saved Jiang Menghan from the crisis of the out-of-control person, and he also witnessed the crisis and sorrow brought by the out-of-control person that night in Gdansk.

Think about what you have experienced.

The handsome detective nodded calmly:

"I promise to provide you with the most grand performance stage."

then.

He took off the black hat on his head and continued calmly:
“If madness and the spotlight of the world can bring a little satisfaction to your heart that is gradually spiraling out of control.

Then.

In modern times, at Times Square in Manhattan, New York, the focus of everyone's attention.

Become a hero who died at the feet of the dragon described in countless legends, epics and myths.

whether.

Can it be a [ritual] that allows you to control your madness?"

Hear his words.

Mr. Bradley's face showed a smile and joy that was completely different from that of an ordinary person:
“Hahahahaha!
madman!

madman!

Mr. Kevin.

I take that back.

original.

You are the most rule-abiding and arrogant lunatic in the world!"

now.

Hear Su Wen’s real [plan].

Even Miss Caroline felt the shock that could not be concealed for the first time:

"You know, since I joined the 'Dragonborn Research Society'.

In addition to literature.

How many times have you seen a real pure-blooded dragon?"

"do not know."

Su Wen smiled calmly and shook his head.

"To be honest, I've probably only seen it half of the time in my life."

He looked through the glass of the tattered Broadway theater.

Looking at the [Identification] interface, the gradually rising psychic field and the gradually mottled world boundary in New York's Times Square are visible.

The detective didn't mind the surroundings being blown up. Instead, he found an empty seat and sat down elegantly. Then he said:

“Mr. Bradley.

Your performance.

Can we not pause it yet?

and also.

If you want to get that last glimmer of hope.

I don’t want any casualties.”

“Does the bombed-out Broadway theater count?”

"There is no 'audience' here.

of course.

Not really. ”

Hear the hidden meaning in his words.