Weird Live Broadcast: I Can Deduce Endlessly

Chapter 162: The Shocking Kidnapping Case (1)

"Ah!"

Gu Yi screamed, clutching his chest.

Qu Kangping and Ah Jian were both startled, looking at Gu Yi with surprise.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Having another nightmare?"

Gu Yi ignored them, his gaze swiftly scanning the audience. The feeling he had just experienced was not a dream—it was the activation of his talent without his realization!

As he had suspected, this award ceremony was a trap.

Dr. W's abilities differed from Jin Xin's.

Jin Xin's power involved foreseeing the future and spatial leaps, which required the use of his tarot cards to achieve.

Dr. W, on the other hand, had mind control abilities. He could subtly alter human cognition, creating psychological pressure that ultimately led to suicide or the gradual loss of a person's humanity.

Qu Kangping and others had overlooked the obvious danger, casually attending the ceremony, which was undoubtedly Dr. W's doing.

"Begin Deduction!"

Gu Yi closed his eyes, trying to actively use his talent. Sweat broke out on his forehead, but he couldn't recapture that previous sensation.

"Now, please welcome our hero of humanity, Gu Yi, to the stage."

The host walked onto the stage, holding a microphone, calling out Gu Yi's name with a smile.

Then came thunderous applause.

Everyone eagerly turned their attention to Gu Yi.

Qu Kangping, puzzled, looked at Gu Yi and nudged his arm gently. "Hey, they're calling your name."

"No." Gu Yi stated firmly. "There's an assassin hidden in the crowd."

"How is that possible? We're in charge of security, there won't be any accidents."

"Damn it..."

Gu Yi cursed under his breath.

The cognitive lock of Dr. W was still in effect; everyone was still unaware, making it impossible to rely on them for help.

Now, he had to rely on himself.

Gu Yi closed his eyes, ignoring the applause around him, and began to think as if there was no one else around.

The enemy went to great lengths, deceiving so many international dignitaries, so undoubtedly they would have also paid a high price.

If their goal was merely to kill him or all the dignitaries, it would be far too extravagant.

Killing them might cause some trouble to humans, but it wouldn't be a catastrophic blow. However, the fanatics involved today would certainly face certain death, and their moles hidden within human organizations would inevitably be exposed.

Such an operation would be a loss rather than a gain.

So what exactly were they after?

Gu Yi's palm suddenly grew warm. He quickly opened his eyes and looked at the black orb.

The Fool card had now split into another deck of tarot cards, but the faces of these cards were still blank. Unless he used his mental power to guide them, they would not display any weird powers.

"So that's it..."

Gu Yi opened his eyes.

Not only did Dark Moon want the tarot cards, but Dr. W also coveted them. However, he probably didn't know that the real Fool card was in Gu Yi's possession, mistakenly believing it was still with Jin Xin.

Jin Xin was detained in the Imperial Capital Prison, and a direct assault to retrieve him was impossible, as weird powers couldn't penetrate it.

However, by using global dignitaries as leverage, they could force the Dragon Country government to release Jin Xin.

No!

They didn't even need to use this as a threat.

The Imperial Capital International Hotel, standing over 100 meters tall, was easy to defend but hard to attack. If they caused enough commotion here, the Imperial Capital's anti-weird forces would surely converge on the hotel.

With the defense of the Imperial Capital Prison weakened and troops unable to be redeployed, they only needed to send a team of powerful fanatics to rescue Jin Xin.

Afterward, with Dr. W's abilities, it would be easy for him to blend into the crowd of hostages and leave the crime scene.

What happened to the expendable pawns didn't matter to Dr. W.

"Is this your plan?"

Qu Kangping and Ah Jian were confused, watching Gu Yi talking to himself.

The audience also focused their attention on Gu Yi, puzzled.

"Dr. W... Dr. W, where are you?" Gu Yi suddenly turned around, his gaze immediately locking onto Love.

Love was indeed watching him. He smirked contemptuously and made a throat-slitting gesture towards Gu Yi.

Gu Yi recalled every detail about Love.

Every step Love took was of equal length, like clockwork precision. Obsessive cleanliness, compulsions, and a distinguished family background—all fit Dr. W's profile.

Gu Yi leaped over the chair back, rushing towards Love recklessly.

"I found you!"

"Hmph!"

Love scoffed and calmly left the venue through a side door.

The hall erupted into chaos.

Gu Yi's mind raced. Instinctively, he ducked low and rolled forward.

A bullet grazed his scalp.

The enemy's gunfire never ceased, but Gu Yi always narrowly dodged the bullets, escaping the venue like a slippery eel.

"Everyone get down!"

Qu Kangping shouted loudly. The next second, the host on stage was shot by a sniper, and blood instantly stained the snow-white walls.

The cognitive lock was lifted at that moment.

Remembering Gu Yi's various warnings, Qu Kangping was filled with regret. "Damn it... why did I only realize this now?"

"Ladies and gentlemen, please cooperate with us. We didn't come here to kill today."

A waiter walked up to the podium, rolling up his sleeves to show a tattoo—the logo of the weird world.

These waiters were fanatics of the weird world, and the entire international hotel had already been taken over by them.

Bang Bang Bang!!!

Gunshots echoed continuously.

Everyone screamed and lay on the ground, no longer daring to resist.

In the chaos, Ah Jian fell to the ground, his plaster shattering into pieces. Qu Kangping carried him on his shoulder, hiding behind a chair.

"Ah Jian, are you okay?"

"I won't die yet," Ah Jian wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. "What about the others?"

"If these waiters dare to pull out guns, it means our security forces outside have been dealt with."

"Where's Gu Yi? I saw him running out just now."

"Who knows what that kid is up to?"

A waiter approached Qu Kangping from behind and pressed a gun against his head.

"Qu Kangping?"

"It's not me, you've got the wrong guy."

Bang!

Without a second word, the waiter fired at a bystander.

The bystander was shot in the shoulder, and their hot blood splashed across Qu Kangping's face.

"Same question, I don't want to ask twice."

"It's me," Qu Kangping turned around, raising his hands, and said coldly, "You can shoot me, but don't shoot others."

"Oh, I will."

The fanatic kicked Qu Kangping hard in the stomach.

Qu Kangping gasped sharply, his features contorted in pain.

The fanatic held Qu Kangping up and threw him onto the stage.

In a short while, the fanatics had gathered all the notable dignitaries at the center of the stage. They were all pale and trembling.

But faced with the dark muzzles of the criminals' guns, they had no choice but to comply with their demands.

"Let's start a live broadcast," the leader of the fanatics stepped forward, pulling out a phone and aiming it at the crowd. "Dear all, welcome to my live broadcast. If you like it, don't forget to follow!"