Absurd deduction game

On the other side, out of the corner of his eye, he saw several people walking away, so Yu Xing withdrew his attention and concentrated on dealing with the stall owner.

Not long after, the stall owner served a bowl of noodles. The noodle soup was red and the aroma of spicy oil floated in the air, making people's index fingers move.

Come, uncle, please!

The noodles were brought to Yu Xing. Yu Xing was not polite. He took out a pair of disposable chopsticks from the chopstick holder on the table and took a bite: It's okay.

It tastes like noodles, and the red color is indeed spicy oil, not a liquid with the same color as a horror movie.

That's good. It seems that my craftsmanship has not deteriorated. If you eat, you still have enough.

There are five tables in the open-air noodle stall. At this time, when there are not many people, the noodles for the few customers are ready and served, so the uncle of the stall also has time to chat with him.

Yu Xing was eating noodles while the uncle sat beside him and chatted to himself.

The stall owner's skin was slightly darker, and his hands were covered with calluses. He looked a little tired of the vicissitudes of life, but he was unexpectedly talkative. He talked endlessly about Yu Xing's childhood.

He first heard the stall owner miss the feeling of holding a child, and then talked about how difficult it was to make noodles in the past few years. He missed the time when everyone ate noodles and there weren't so many novel foods to compete with him.

Yu Xing found an opportunity and started to talk: I was too young at the time you mentioned, and my memory is blurred. In my impression, I had such an uncle who was very kind to me when I was a child.

The stall owner scratched his head and smiled happily: Yes, I like children the most. I never scolded the one in my family who is naughty every day. Hehe, I think I will be a good father!

Yu Xing's eyes flashed and he said calmly: Uncle, how did you get to know my father?

This shout made people excited, and the stall owner suddenly got excited: Hahaha, I think back then I was your royal cook. If I hadn't injured my hand later and couldn't withstand high-intensity cooking, I wouldn't have been able to run a noodle stall business here. ah!

So that's it. Yu Xing sighed, That's such a pity.

The stall owner let out a long sigh: Speaking of which, your father treats me well. Brother Fang and I have a very good relationship. It's a pity that our relationship has stopped in the past two years.

When Yu Xing heard the key point, he wanted to ask more questions, but suddenly he realized something - why is his father's surname in this world Fang?

You must know that his name has not changed. No matter how you look at it, the family members should all be named Yu.

Fortunately, he didn't forget that when he first created this character, the system gave him perfect settings - he was not the biological child of his parents.

So, in this world, his surname should have been Fang, but after leaving Nanshui Town, he changed his surname to suit the name Yu Xing.

But, why is it... Fang again?

In some deductions that require playing a certain role, the system seems to be very keen on linking him with the surname Fang, such as Fang Xiaoyu in the Island of the Dead Rookie Competition, Fang Fu in the Parallel Line of Death live broadcast...

Even if Yu Xing wants to convince himself that this is a coincidence, it is unlikely.

Does this have anything to do with him?

Various possibilities were displayed in his mind in an instant. Yu Xing listed it as a doubt and continued very naturally: Why have the contacts been broken? Aren't you friends?

Your dad's health has not been very good in the past two years. He rarely goes out. He always stays in the house and has no contact with others. The stall owner shrugged. It's probably because he is unable to do what he wants. He has many old illnesses from his youth. There are so many of them, they all come to your door once you get old.

There are still rumors in the town that it was your stepmother who abused him and failed to take good care of him. Of course, this kind of rumor is not credible. Just like when you went out, there were rumors in the town that it was because your family members were not good to you. Escaped.

...Oh~ There is also a stepmother.

Yu Xing took another bite of noodles.

The stall owner didn't realize that his attitude was wrong: So, it's all rumors, right? Some people just talk nonsense, so don't worry about it. You just come back from this trip, so go home and take a look.

Yu Xing thought, it was not certain whether it was a rumor or not.

Yu Xing's understanding of the role of the investigator is limited. Only when performing deduction tasks can he get a glimpse of the character's life trajectory from the few words given by the system.

He only knew that this character was a painter, who had gained a certain reputation in the circle on his own, and could be considered a successful person.

But as a kid?

The system never mentioned it, and the initial setting only said that he was not a biological child, and accidentally learned of the terrible conspiracy in his family, so he learned many survival skills on his own, and finally left home.

However, even from the system's description of the task, we can know that the home of painter San is by no means a happy and happy family, it is obviously weird as hell.

The stall owner was chattering and suddenly asked: Xiao Xing, are you still going home this time?

Yu Xing paused, inexplicably not wanting to tell the truth, so he simply gave an ambiguous answer: I don't know, it depends on the situation.

The stall owner's smile did not change, and he began to act as a lobbyist for the Fang family: I'm not telling you, but actually your family misses you. I saw your brother and your sister-in-law buying vegetables at the market a while ago, right? I've been staring at potatoes for a long time. Don't you like potatoes the most? I think they miss each other after seeing things...

Yu Xing: ... No, not at all, I think they are just thinking about which potato to buy.

Don't leave when you come back this time. The whole family should be together. It's time to get rid of whatever grudges you have had in your heart for so long.

Brother Fang is not bad to you, is he? Although he may have been a little harsh to you when he was a child, he disciplines you for your own good. Even if he gets angry and hits you twice, Brother Fang himself will feel bad for him. The stall owner started to sound reasonable, but Yu Xing's polite smile faded.

It turns out that San’s father still beats him.

Judging from the attitude of this stall owner who is a fanatical fan of Mr. Fang, how can he be so crooked as he talks? He actually admits that he was a bit fierce and slap you twice in this matter. Look. The attack was not as fierce as usual, and the beating was not as ruthless.

At Yu Xing's current level, even such a small hint is enough for him to instantly determine his position.

Also, knowing how to play the role better.

You want to say that if you hit me, it will hurt his heart? Yu Xing asked with a half-smile as he completely lost his appetite for the bowl of noodles in front of him.

The stall owner said matter-of-factly: Of course, every time I hit Brother Fang, it hurts more than you! He is your father!

That's weird. He hit me, and it was me who was torn, bleeding, and injured. How could he be in more pain than me? Yu Xing put down his chopsticks and said in a faint tone, He is now Isn't he about to die from a heart attack? If his heart is fine, I don't agree that he is in more pain than me.

Oh, why do you kid talk like this? He is your dad after all...

Uncle, just because I'm being polite to you doesn't mean that you can really talk to me as an elder. Yu Xing sneered, and the aura that had been restrained spread quietly, and the eyes behind the lenses revealed his nakedness. Ice cold.