At this time, the identity he was playing came out from behind the curtain, glanced around the room, quickly put the blood-stained candlestick on the ground into his pocket, then climbed over the window and quickly escaped from the study.
The old-fashioned clock on the wall showed that the time had reached 21:57.
The screen gradually darkened.
The plot is over.
This plot is all the information his acting as this identity can give him.
In the originally dark cinema, light gradually began to spread around, and it seemed that there were other players around.
"Snapped!"
The sound of consecration rang in my ears.
The space was instantly filled with light.
Chen Yi also saw the space around him clearly. They were sitting on a larger dining table. At this time, besides him, there were nine other players sitting on the dining table.
No one spoke immediately.
Obviously everyone is thinking about the plot just now.
Chen Yi, on the other hand, closed his eyes tightly, and the scene he had glanced at for the last time when he pretended to be leaving the study room quickly emerged in his mind, and he immediately compared it with the scene before the woman entered the study room. .
Three seconds later.
His eyes opened suddenly, and there was a glint in them.
After the woman left, something was missing from the room, something he didn't care about before.
It's a dinner plate with three small pastries on the desk.
This thing is very strange.
A woman rashly broke into a murder scene. Not only did she not scream, but she calmly changed her will and finally removed the dinner plate containing the pastries. Is this reasonable?
Reasonable as fuck.
Obviously, this woman also wanted the deceased to die, or maybe the woman also played a role here, and might even cooperate with his identity to kill?
This is impossible.
Otherwise, there would be no need to hide his identity.
Then there is only one possibility.
This woman also planned to kill the old man. The method of killing was poisoning. The poison was hidden in the pastry. She entered the study to see if the poison had taken effect.
There were four grooves on the dinner plate, but there were only three pastries, which meant that one pastry had already been eaten by the old man.
Then, did the deceased die at the hands of his candlestick or the poison.
Not sure.
After Chen Yi narrowed his eyes and thought for a long time, he suddenly chuckled. This map is a bit interesting. It seems that there is more than one murderer on this map. No, there should be only one murderer, but there are more than one people who have murderous intentions and take action.
More than two.
It should be at least three.
Only the player who fatally injured the old man was the real murderer.
In this case, even he himself could not tell whether he was the murderer or not. After all, his perspective did not show him directly hitting the old man, and he was not sure where the old man's fatal injury was.
interesting.
At this time, there were a total of 10 players sitting at the table, including him, and only 3 of them were women. Among these 3 female players, one of them was suspected of being the murderer.
His seat is first on the left side of the table.
He was still in an advantageous position, at least he knew the existence of the woman, and the woman did not notice his existence, if his identity did not expose the shoes from under the curtain.
at this time--
The yellow-haired boy who was the last one on the right side of the table suddenly slapped the table and shouted with disdain: "What's so difficult about this map? Let me reason it out. According to the August rules, all players cannot lie."
"As long as it starts from me, everyone can say four sentences that I am not the murderer."
"August rules, players who lie more than four times will be killed on the spot."
"The person who died suddenly is naturally the murderer, and the other players will naturally pass the level smoothly."
"I come first, I'm not a murderer, I'm not a murderer, I'm not a murderer"
After saying it several times in a row.
The yellow-haired boy turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man in a suit next to him with provocative eyes: "I'm done, it's your turn. If you don't dare to say it, then you are the murderer, and we will vote for you directly."
The middle-aged man in a suit didn't speak. He just closed his eyes tightly and leaned back on the chair with a somewhat unsightly expression, saying nothing.
Huang Mao didn't pay any attention to him at all.
"Hey!"
Seeing this, the yellow-haired boy rolled up his sleeves and stood up directly on the chair. He looked down at everyone and said excitedly: "You saw it, but he didn't dare to say it. What does this mean? It means he must be the murderer!"
"I want to initiate a vote!"
"He is the murderer!"
The yellow-haired boy pointed his finger directly at the middle-aged man in a suit beside him.
"Ding, a player has initiated a vote. Please vote to decide whether to open this vote. If there are more than three votes, the first round of voting will be opened."
"There are only three voting opportunities in a round, so players should be careful about their opportunities."
"Players are asked to make a choice within 10 seconds."
However--
When the countdown reached the last second, no one except Huang Mao raised their hands.
"Ding, there are not enough voters. This voting has not been opened. There are still three voting opportunities in this bureau."
"What do you mean?"
The yellow-haired boy was stunned for a moment, then stepped on the chair and shouted angrily: "He is the murderer. I have found out who the murderer is, why don't you vote?"
"Are you covering him up?"
"Is it possible that you are all murderers?"
"alright."
at this time.
A student wearing glasses sitting opposite Huang Mao said expressionlessly: "Stop barking. I used to think that the kind of yellow-haired boy in the novel who likes barking dogs is a fictional creation of the author who is not strong enough. Who can I knew it was written in a completely realistic way."
"He doesn't want to say it. It's not that he recognizes the identity of the murderer. He just doesn't want to talk to you at all and thinks you are stupid."
"Everyone knows that this map was specially developed for the August rules. Do you think it can be cleared so easily? Do you think the Xuehai project team is a fool?"
"I can even say with certainty that even if all ten players here say four times that I am not the murderer, no one will die suddenly."
"Do you believe it or not?"
"The August rule of not telling lies is idealistic, not materialistic."
"The judgment of whether you are lying is not based on the shape of the thing, but on your inner judgment of the thing."
"Can you understand this sentence?"
"If you dye your hair yellow, you look like you haven't read for a few days. There is nothing left in your brain except feces. Did your mother give birth to you just to dye your hair yellow? Or is your mother's hair yellow? Yes, did I dye you a color when I was giving birth to you?"
"."
After these words fell, all the players froze in place.
"brother."
Sitting next to this young man dressed as a student wearing glasses and wearing a work jacket and overalls, the man with a strange look asked: "You are really aggressive, but...is your mouth too dirty?"
The rules of the martial arts world are: swearing at others and not greeting family members.
Obviously this guy doesn't follow the rules of the world.
"I'm not talented."
The student wearing glasses calmly adjusted his collar and said, "Heigou City aborigines have been like this since they were young."
"The dirty words came out, it was just a dirty mouth."
"But if you swallow the dirty words, then you have a dirty heart."
Then he looked provocatively at the yellow man opposite who was already red with anger, and sneered: "Where are you looking at your mother?"
And at this time——
A rising sound sounded in the ears of all players.
"Ding, the first round of clue collection has begun."
(End of chapter)
