Daomu Biji: Restart - Book 4: Chapter 53: Shoot

After climbing a few steps, I frowned and quickly asked myself a question.

Although it had all happened very fast just now, would I really mistake someone else for Poker-Face?

I had absolute confidence in my reaction speed—after so many years, I had beast-like instincts when it came to abnormal situations—but I was familiar with the Poker-Face who came up just now and didn’t notice any abnormalities at all.

Fatty was following behind me, with the Poker-Face below trailing behind him. I turned my head to look at Fatty, but I was actually watching Poker-Face.

Based on what I had read in the notebook before, I knew that if something had mixed in among our team, no one would notice it. The Mongolian woman only discovered the abnormality because she was in the habit of drawing sketches. Then, she realized what the problem was by doing a logical analysis.

This seemed to indicate that there there was a situation in which the bee man who appeared had the ability to confuse people. The whole bee man phenomenon was like a mystery wrapped up in another mystery. To be honest, I didn’t believe that this kind of thing could happen even just a few minutes ago. But now, not only did it seem to have happened, but a new situation had arisen at this time.

I stared at the Poker-Face below and immediately found that something was wrong—he didn’t look at me.

I called out to him, “Little Brother?”

He looked at me again and I saw that his eyes were as indifferent as usual, but I realized that it wasn’t him.

I couldn’t explain this kind of gut feeling at all. This Zhang Qiling…I thought that he was almost exactly the same as the real one. There were no problems that I could see, but I just knew right away that this guy wasn’t him.

I wasn’t the only one, either. Fatty also noticed it immediately. He glanced at me and looked back at Poker-Face.

This Poker-Face didn’t ask us what was wrong but just looked at us.

“Can you only imitate to this extent?” I asked him.

He didn’t answer, which meant that this was the correct response. I figured there was some kind of power at work here, but it couldn’t read our minds to learn how to deceive us. If it pretended to be Poker-Face, then it was probably making our brains immune to any strange feelings we had and making us extremely insensitive to lies. No matter what the other person said, our brains would just automatically believe it.

So maybe every single one of this Poker-Face’s actions wasn’t normal, but we all seemed to think that they were.

I actually didn’t believe that this Poker-Face was a fake. In fact, I figured he was totally real, but I just thought that he wasn’t our Poker-Face.

This determination was almost pure intuition and came from the part of my brain that was far beyond rational thought.

We looked at each other for a while before he finally answered me, “What do you mean—” But before the words fell, I raised my hand and fired my gun one shot at a time.

The bullet grazed Fatty’s ear as it headed for the imposter behind him, but that guy dodged it and then slipped behind a rock.

I grabbed the climbing rope directly in one hand, swung past Fatty, and shined my flashlight behind the rock. It was completely empty. No one was there.

I bumped into the cliff and took a closer look. It was true. I couldn’t help but frown as I kicked off the cliff and swung back to my original spot. When Fatty looked at me with questioning eyes, I shook my head and said, “It’s gone.”

That person had either fallen down the cliff or gone into the rock. I had definitely moved fast, so it wasn’t like he could climb away leisurely.

All of Xiao Hua’s people had picked up their guns and pointed them at me, but I ignored them. I asked Fatty to carry both Jin Wantang and the stone, and then we started climbing in the direction where Xiao Hua and I had been talking before.

“Little Master Three, why are you guys fighting each other?” Jin Xingsan suddenly asked.

Fatty also spoke up, “You moved too fast. I was still hesitating when you fired. So, is Little Brother a fake?”

“Yes,” I said to him.

When I climbed up, I found that Xiao Hua and Poker-Face were no longer there.