Chapter 318
Back to the present…
Weighty Words turned the card over and placed it before him. The front of the hint card was printed with a black ball of twine.
"Am I going to get tied up?" Weighty Words looked at the picture and guessed. Before he finished, the way Ambitionist, Autumn Zither, and Feng Bujue looked at him changed.
"What…" Weighty Words was about to ask what was wrong, but before the question left his lips, he was shocked by what was happening.
At that moment, from a spectator's perspective, Weighty Words' hair started to expand like a ball of yeasted dough and soon became a large, fluffy afro. Then, this pool of 'hair' started to 'rain'. Of course, what fell was not water but waterfall-like hair. This process stopped about thirty seconds later. Weighty Words' crew cut seemed to have bloomed into a giant mushroom, and under the hat of the shroom dangled a curtain of long hair. If he stood up, his body would have been hidden behind the curtain. From afar, he looked like a black, fluffy jellyfish.
"When you think you have gotten the thing you want, you will actually have lost even more." Weighty Words repeated that as he used his hands to part away the curtain-like hair to reveal his face. "Even though I recently considered changing my original crew cut into another hair style because of Dream Inc's announcement that a new hairstyle adjustment option would be given in the latest Thriller Paradise patch, I doubt I'd pick something like this…"
"When you think you have gotten the status of the king of salons, you have lost your honor and taste," Feng Bujue mocked snidely.
"Hahaha…" Hearing that, Autumn Zither guffawed, but seconds later, more blood poured out from his wound. "Cough… Stop… don't make me laugh, or else I don't think I'll hold on for another hour. Compared to the rest of us, yours is much better."
He poked his fingers through the bars and pushed on his glasses out of habit.
"I'd rather have a cage over my head." Weighty Words kept pushing away the hair, or else he would not be able to say anything.
"Gentlemen, let's continue," Moriarty said, his tone still even. "Mr. Words, your timing is perfect. Before you arrived, your three teammates all completed their turns. At this moment, I believe you have familiarized yourself with how to play the game."
"We've seen the effects of the cards, but what about the game rules?" Feng Bujue said. "We can't just keep on playing by following your orders, right?"
Moriarty turned over to exchange a look with Holmes before telling the players, "Language is a type of power."
He raised an arm and made the introduction. "Please remember that because in this space, or in this round table game, that is the most basic rule."
Moriarty used his hand to point at the cards on the table.
"As for the basic rules of this game, every player has to use the four types of cards—hints, questions, conjectures, and assumptions— at least once." His eyes scanned the players' faces. "But there is a problem. At this table, only Mr. Holmes and I know the 'truth'. As gentlemen who didn't know the truth, there is obviously no reason for you to choose the hint card."
"That's why we have to enter the game with the hint card, huh?" Ambitionist asked.
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