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It has to be said that group unconsciousness is indeed a very realistic "aura of intelligence."
Being in a group, most people will give up deeper thinking and just do what others do.
Most of the people who can think about it will hesitate, and only a few people can quickly respond to reasonable reactions.
At this moment, the hundreds of people who poured into the bottom floor of the shopping mall saw that the lights were basically turned off. Instead, many green lights were on. Few people thought of "safety first" and fled.
After all, from a practical and rational point of view, there are a lot of accessible shopping malls and stores in Gotham City tonight, so there is no need to waste time in a place with weird conditions.
Not only that, many people also shouted: "Damn it, why don't the lights turn on?"
"Someone turn on the light?"
"Where is my new mobile phone? Who stole my new mobile phone."
No one despises these cries, which sound like retards in normal times. Most people think the same thing as these words.
Luke quietly disappeared into the darkness.
Night Demon¡¯s primary concealment is the counterpart skill for night battles. Combined with the shielding measures of the nano inner armor, it can even avoid technological detection.
Then, a hoarse, sharp, and uncomfortable voice sounded from the mall¡¯s loudspeaker: ¡°Welcome, everyone, to today¡¯s guessing playground.¡±
Many people looked up and looked around, but more people were still noisy and concerned about the new home appliances they had "snapped".
No one noticed in the commotion that the metal rolling shutter door of the shopping mall that was originally opened clattered down again.
As for the sporadic people who tried to rush in, they were driven away by several black-hooded gangsters who emerged from outside the door with rifles.
¡°After all, people in Gotham City are very familiar with guns, especially the effect they have on people.
The rifles in the hands of several gangsters have no problem shooting through two people at close range. If hundreds of rounds are fired suddenly, at least dozens of them will die.
This is not a pistol bullet. You can still save yourself if you are hit.
"A rifle bullet hitting a limb will cause a disability, and a bullet hitting the body will kill someone if they don't give immediate first aid."
And in Gotham City tonight, absolutely no one will come to the streets to provide first aid.
The crowd in the shopping mall did not know that they had become caged turtles, but they continued to make noise.
Suddenly, multiple TV screens in the mall lit up.
A middle-aged man in a green suit with a thin and gloomy face appeared above.
He smiled: "Now I announce the rules of the game. Anyone who finds the trophy I placed in the building within one hour can get out from here. The rest will be blown up together with the building."
The noisy voices below have become quieter, but there are still many people scolding this guy.
The green suit chuckled: "Next, I will give a riddle every minute, and the answer is the location of the trophy."
Everyone was quieter again, but still noisy.
At this time, the green suit turned his face closer to the screen, making his face slightly deformed: "I'll quietly tell you some good news. There are a total of two hundred trophies. You have a great chance of surviving!"
The few who were calmer subconsciously looked around and felt that the ground floor was densely packed with people, and it didn¡¯t look like there were only 200 people there.
In other words, it is impossible for most people to find that trophy and go out?
But there are only a few people who can maintain some normal thinking ability. Many people simply sneer at it and continue to get what they are interested in in the mall.
go out? There are passages everywhere in this shopping mall building, just find one and go out. That's what most people think.
Suddenly, someone screamed: "The Riddler! He is the Riddler!"
This scream is heartbreaking, and it sounds like the feeling of "the whole person is about to collapse."
The content of the shouts reminded many people of the legend of a terrible villain, with faces ranging from white to black to blue.
On the TV screen, the green suit smiled with satisfaction: "Congratulations to this guy for getting the answer right. You are a little smarter than the other fools. Unfortunately, this is not my riddle, so you can't win the trophy."
Picking up the crutch in his hand and pausing for a moment, the Riddler coughed lightly: "Attention, here comes the first riddle: I can't be bought, but I can be easily stolen with just one look from you. I am loyal to a person." Words are worthless, but they are priceless to two people. What am I?"
This time, almost no one scolded him. They whispered and asked others about the Riddler.There are more of them.
After hearing the "horror stories" that have been spread in countless layers, and the fact that many people around them are sure of the identity of the Riddler's super villain, almost everyone becomes frightened.
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They are naturally afraid of the supervillains in Gotham City.
Growing up in Gotham, they have never been abused by super villains, and they always have real-life examples from relatives and friends.
Even if the number of people killed by the Riddler is only a small number, the super villain will never take human life seriously. If he says he will blow up the shopping mall building later, he will blow it up.
Many people didn¡¯t even try to guess any damn riddles and ran straight to the various exits.
Then gunfire rang out at the gate.
Several young people who tried to destroy the metal rolling shutter door fell in front of the door.
The Riddler laughed: "Sorry, anyone who destroys the guessing game will automatically be disqualified from the game, so there is no need to live. Oh, by the way, once the exit of the building is forcibly destroyed, the explosion will automatically occur. So, keep an eye on you. People around you, don¡¯t let them blow up everyone in advance.¡±
People present looked at each other, and many timid people began to cry: "No, I don't want to die yet."
"Mom, I want to go home."
¡°Damn it, I haven¡¯t played with my new game console yet, how could I die here?¡±
In this way, the Riddler's game stumbled onto the "right track", but when neither he nor the guessing crowd knew it, a transparent shadow was quietly moving inside the building, destroying the explosives scattered throughout the building.
There was nothing abnormal about the appearance of the explosives he handled, and even the countdown was still beating normally, but the explosive material inside was replaced with mud.
Luke¡¯s current ability to operate the storage space is so cheating that he can replace it in the air in seconds without leaving any traces.
The cleaning process only takes five minutes.
At this moment, the Riddler's guessing game has entered the third round, but only the first one can guess the answer: "It only takes a moment to form, but it can last a lifetime. I can resurrect the dead, and I can also make your eyes moist."
The answer is the sultry man Codd wearing a Spider-Man mask among those dead men. (Cold, calmly and friendly appearance by book friends)
When he thought of the answer, he exclaimed: "I thought of it."
Then I noticed that a bunch of people around me turned around and stared at him eagerly.
Looking at the sticks, steel pipes, knives, chargers and other weapons held up by these people, he quickly said the answer: "It's memory, it's memory." (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com