"I fell asleep when I got back, probably around 11:30," Fan Wenrui continued.
"I was about the same," Lao Liu recalled, "maybe a little later than them, around twelve o'clock."
Dongming moved closer to Fan Wenrui, "Me too. Brother Rui and I shared a bed, and we fell asleep around the same time."
"What about you?" Sister Mei looked at Feng Jing with a look of distrust.
"Me? I have to go back to half past twelve," Feng Jing cooperated, "But I can prove what they said, because I only went to bed after confirming that they were all asleep. After all... haha, The person I am also afraid of dying is me, right?"
I was so angry that I really wanted to hit him.
"I...I had a bit of insomnia. I tossed and turned for a while before falling asleep," Ai Luo scratched her head. "The last time I looked at the clock, it seemed to be almost one o'clock. If I fell asleep...it would be closer to two o'clock."
Two twenty-six.
Xiaolan had dark circles under her eyes and a look of resentment.
"I also had some insomnia," but Xiaolan didn't expose it, "I was later than Ai Luo, and I didn't fall asleep until about half past two."
"Young people are in good health," Old Liu smiled and turned to look at Siman and his glasses, "Where are you two?"
"We chatted briefly and fell asleep after twelve o'clock. We were together." Siman answered with glasses in her arms.
"It seems that Xiaohong is the last to fall asleep," Fan Wenrui took two steps closer, "You happen to be in the same room as Miss Su. Do you still remember what happened before falling asleep? Also, after How was Miss Su when you fell asleep? Was she asleep? "
Xiaolan could only try to dig out what happened before falling asleep last night from her memory.
"I remember... after we assigned the beds, Miss Su got into her bed without saying anything," Xiaolan began to recollect, "The room seemed to have become quiet after that, and she didn't move much after she lay down. , before I fell asleep, her bed was quiet all the time, but I was sure she was lying in it."
"Then she was killed after we all fell asleep," Fan Wenrui said, "and none of us heard the sound."
"Maybe it's because we are still in the game. If the game forces a break, we won't hear any sounds." Sister Mei replied.
"Are you sure someone killed Miss Su?" Xiaolan stretched her head and looked into the bathroom.
"Judging from the state of death, he killed him," Old Liu looked at Xiaolan, "And what's the point of committing suicide here? Don't you all come here to... don't you all want to win this game?"
This is true.
"But why Xiao Su?... Does it have anything to do with the order of our names that first appeared?"
Ai Luo's words made them carefully analyze the ranking of the names.
"Where is Miss Su?"
Fan Wenrui took out a piece of paper from his pocket and looked at it, "Miss Su is the ninth."
"I'm behind her." Siman raised her hand timidly.
Seeing everyone's eyes glancing at his girlfriend, he stood up with glasses, "What do you mean? Siman and I were together last night, and she's a girl... Why don't you suspect a man? His name is next to Su It’s not like there’s only one girl…”
These words were directed at Dongming, the eighth person in front of Miss Su.
After listening to his words, Dong Ming's face turned red, "What do you mean? She's not the murderer, am I? Do you have evidence? I think the two of you mysteriously insist on sleeping by yourself, which is the most suspicious!" "
"Why do you say that about Siman?"
"Then why do you say that to me?"
"Oh, stop arguing...I was wrong...it was all me..."
"Shut up, all of you," Feng Jing raised his voice, rolled his eyes at them indifferently, turned around and walked into the living room, "Who are you showing off to, you are all very happy now that you have less of a rival. Hey, there’s still time to argue? Why don’t you think about your own path first?”
"How can you say this..."
Fan Wenrui stopped Ai Luo who was about to point at Feng Jing's nose and yell. He didn't pay much attention to this self-righteous guy. Instead, he gathered the others together and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry about him now. Let's get Su out of the way quickly." Take down the girl’s body.”
Several people took off the shower head in a hurry, and what they saw in front of them was indeed a cold and miserable female corpse.
"Where should I put it?" Dongming carefully held Miss Su's head.
"How about... let's put it in our bedroom first." Fan Wenrui said.
"ah?"
"You can't put it there with girls, otherwise how will they be able to sleep?"
"No, let's put it in our bedroom." Sister Mei stood at the front and opened the door to the girls' bedroom. "That's Miss Su's bed. Yes, if it doesn't work, we can move the other two beds into the living room."
"Right."
After a lot of effort, the original girls' bedroom became a temporary morgue. Xiaolan sat on the bed that had been moved into the living room, holding her chin and thinking hard.
What does the order of names mean?
And why would anyone want to kill Miss Su?
What will happen tonight?
Ai Luo was still clinging to Xiaolan's side. Sister Mei, Lao Liu and Fan Wenrui were standing in a corner of the living room discussing. Yan Yan and Siman were nestled in a small sofa and whispering. Dongming was half leaning against the window, watching. Staring out the window in a daze, Feng Jing crossed his legs and watched the TV without showing the slightest trace of worry.
Among these people, is there really the murderer of Miss Su?
Dong Ming was stunned, and suddenly he raised his fist and slammed it on the window glass.
"What's wrong?" Lao Liu almost sprinted over.
"There is no door here, but there is a window!" Dong Ming increased his strength, "We can get out by breaking the window! We will win! It must be like this..."
"Dongming, calm down..."
"Crack!"
With a crisp sound, Dong Ming actually smashed a hole in the glass as big as a bowl.
Everyone immediately came over and looked at the big hole together.
Different from the bright sunlight outside the window, what you see along this hole is a large area of thick and surging darkness.
"How childish," Feng Jing's sarcasm sounded from behind everyone, "Why are you anxious? If the number of people is enough, they will naturally let us out... Of course, you can run out now, which will just reduce our number."
Lao Liu stared at Dong Ming's bleeding hand, turned around and waved away Siman who was blocking his way, walked to the sofa angrily, looked down at Feng Jing, "What do you mean the number of people is enough? What do you mean by reducing the number of people? What the hell are you saying? Tell me clearly!"
"Humph, you revealed your true colors so quickly? Old guy, you can't do it either."
"you!……"
"Old Liu! Old Liu, calm down..." Fan Wenrui rushed up and grabbed Old Liu, who had raised his fists. "Old Liu, calm down. I'll talk to him. You go to the back and bandage Dongming first."
Lao Liu's breathing calmed down, he glared at Feng Jing angrily, and then pulled Dong Ming towards the kitchen.
"Brother Feng Jing, this... Miss Su's matter is really exciting. We don't understand the rules, so we can't help but be impulsive. But I still have that idea. As long as we can cooperate, I will definitely be..."
"Old Liu! Old Liu!..."
Before Fan Wenrui finished speaking, Dong Ming's scream came from the direction of the kitchen.
"Old Liu, what's wrong with you?...Old Liu! Ah!——"
