The only interaction between Xu Zhixi and Qian Chuxin was when she was accused of being the murderer, and Qian Chuxin added some words of jealousy.
But at that time, everyone was identifying her and urgently needed to find a "culprit" to take the blame. Therefore, Xu Zhixi was not very impressed by Qian Chuxin.
Xu Zhixi leaned on the door frame, folded her hands across her chest, and looked at the exquisitely dressed woman in front of her with anticipation.
She was really curious about the reason why Qian Chuxin came to her.
"I……"
Qian Chuxin opened her lips, looking like she was hesitant to speak. The long curly eyelashes were carefully painted, the eye makeup was exquisite, and the red lips were full of color.
Xu Zhixi carefully admired her makeup and praised it silently in her heart.
Qian Chu raised her feet and wanted to leave, but a voice in her heart controlled her mind——
Tear this woman's face apart.
Hurry up... Hurry up...
Tear her face apart.
She shook her head, and the voice became clearer.
It was so clear that she could only stare blankly at the beautiful and delicate face of the girl in front of her, unable to see or hear anything else.
Xu Zhixi saw Qian Chuxin raising her hand in a dull manner and attacking her with long delicate nails. She suddenly grabbed her wrist.
"what are you doing?"
She twitched her red lips strangely, and her eyes widened: "Tear your face apart... I will tear your face apart..."
She was obviously stunned.
Xu Zhixi frowned slightly, turned sideways, and wanted to enter the room, but saw a flash of silver light.
Qian Chuxin took out another short blade from somewhere and stabbed her straight.
Kill her...
Tear her face apart...
She kept forcing Xu Zhixi to the window.
Xu Zhixi leaned against the window.
The cold wind howled outside the window. In the window, a woman who was obviously crazy and crazy was holding a sharp weapon towards her.
A familiar scene.
In a trance, she seemed to be back in the dim room hung with red silk. The silver bead curtain seemed to be swaying in front of her eyes, making a rustling sound.
But then she panicked.
And now...
A huge scythe stood in front of her. She held the handle and stabbed at the crazy woman rushing over.
The blade penetrated her chest without any resistance.
"Pfft——"
Qian Chuxin spat out a mouthful of blood and stared at her with blank eyes. Bloody tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, falling down her fair face and hitting the ground.
She fell straight to the ground with a dull sound.
His eyes were closed, and blood continued to overflow from the slits in his eyes.
Jealousy lies in the eyes.
Her eyes could only see the glory of other people.
…
"you--"
Lin Chen stood outside the door, looking at Xu Zhixi in horror.
The girl's black hair was messy, and she held up a sickle as tall as a person. Drops of blood spattered on her off-white scarf and her delicate, pale face.
Brilliant and burning red.
Shocking.
"You killed...her!"
He lost his voice, his throat hoarse with extreme fright.
But in an instant, the fear in his heart was replaced by another emotion.
He raised the corners of his lips proudly, "Sure enough, you are the real murderer, and my guess was right. You also killed the upstart in the same way, right... Sure enough, my guess was right." "
His face was full of proud pride.
arrogant……
He was also controlled.
Xu Zhixi felt the hunger in her body and looked at the woman on the ground with lowered eyebrows.
Jealousy, Qian Chuxin's appearance just now had obviously lost her consciousness and was completely controlled by jealousy.
And everyone here, Wu Guang, Zhang Fu, Qian Chuxin...including Xu Zhixi herself, are dominated by endless desires in their hearts.
Even Xu Zhixi herself lost consciousness in an instant and just wanted to devour the food in front of her.
This is the truth about this copy.
Everyone here may lose consciousness and kill people driven by desire.
So……
Anyone could be the murderer.
Including players.
Xu Zhixi looked at Qian Chuxin's empty palms and smiled.
…
Lin Chen reported Xu Zhixi to the flight attendant and conductor as a witness.
Xu Zhixi was taken away again in front of everyone.
Lin Chen said coldly: "You won't be soft-hearted and forgive her this time."
"Oh, are you questioning me?"
The conductor's eyes were dark and deep, and his lips pursed into a straight line.
"Of course he's not questioning you, it's just that he thinks I'm too bad and should be severely punished by you."
The girl's pupils were dark and bright, and she said the word "punishment" in an ambiguous way. Others could not understand it, but the train conductor could naturally understand her meaning.
He curled his lips almost imperceptibly.
Naturally, Xu Zhixi didn't help Lin Chen because the Holy Mother was kind. If Lin Chen died, she always felt that something bad would happen.
There must be an invisible hand controlling it behind the scenes.
…
A dark room.
The curtains were drawn, blocking the endless stretch of pure white snow outside.
"Oh, lovely Miss Passenger, you have violated the rules again."
The man's fingers lingered on her face, and finally landed on the curled crow-green eyelashes, gently stroking them.
"I killed the person this time, but not last time."
"Of course I know...I'm just surprised that a well-behaved little rabbit can actually show its sharp claws."
Xu Zhixi hugged his neck, knelt on the mattress, and whispered in his ear: "Then do you want to try my minions?"
The warm and sweet scent sprayed against his ears.
"Of course. Sweet Miss Bunny."
…
The night is sticky and ambiguous.
The sound of water squeaking spread in the silent night.
The hot exhaled breath is intertwined, entangled, and rising. Finally, it turned into mist and condensed on the ceiling.
Xu Zhixi waved the dagger in her hand, and she suddenly understood why other players always used short knives.
Because of convenience.
Long swords and long knives are fine if you have some basic skills, but if you don't know how to use them, they will only be a burden.
But the short sword is different.
Anyone can easily get started.
"I remember, the conductor said, this is a train going to hell. So, are all of us going to hell?"
"Everyone here is a guilty person."
The man fiddled with Xu Zhixi's hair and said, "But not everyone is qualified to go to hell."
"Then what kind of person can go to hell?"
"A sufficiently evil person."
He chuckled lightly, "You have already done it. Although you have not brought your evil to the extreme, it doesn't matter, you are already dancing with evil-"
His big palms hugged her soft waist, "Fall with me."
…
A new morning comes again.
Xu Zhixi had breakfast with the passengers in a grand manner.
Her breakfast portion is twice as big as the others.
Lin Chen wanted to say something, but was interrupted again by Xu Zhixi.
"If you don't want to die, don't question them."
Lin Chen kept silent and sat down with a cold face. His index finger was still aching.
Lin Chen represents arrogance.
After the death of Zhang Fu, who represented the rage, his next level of arrogance followed.
And Lin Chen's characteristics are indeed becoming more and more obvious, almost jumping on the edge of committing suicide.
Therefore, her initial guess was correct.
The copy is indeed killing people in order of seriousness of crime.
After Wu Guang, who represented lust, died, she, who represented gluttony, was identified as the murderer.
If the train conductor was not her lover, her end would be death.
Therefore, she is not the person skipped by the copy.
But it's just Gu Mingze who represents greed and Sheng Ling who represents laziness.
It was because she was bound by the experience that the main tasks of previous players were the same.
She can have hidden tasks, and others may also have different tasks.
And the mission of one of them is definitely not to find the murderer.
