Although most people feel that Sarah has been abroad for too long and is not familiar with the domestic environment, the format she has developed is somewhat unreasonable, because the difference between victory and defeat is entirely up to her.

And this unknown reasoning contest is broadcast live online, with a wide coverage, and it is inevitable that some people will think that Sarah Leng will carry out some black-box operations.

The glasses man Fang Zheng snorted coldly, and glanced coldly at Sun Mohan, who was still selling cuteness at the camera, he was more sure of his previous reasoning at this moment, and sure enough, there was a shady scene, this Sun Mohan must have obtained the answer long ago if he could go all the way to the finals.

As soon as he thought of this, the man with glasses was even more annoyed, this is so unfair, he has already lost half of it before he compares?

Until this moment, Sun Mohan had a very light view of the victory or defeat, and he checked that the favorability value of selling cuteness had exceeded 100,000, and this result was already a difference.

Although there were occasional boos at the scene, and although the barrage in the live broadcast room intensified, Sarah's cold expression was firm, as if she had made up her mind.

She doesn't seem to care what others think of her published format, or what others say about her as a person.

This may seem strange, but it is understandable, after all, she is a real funder.

With the sound of an onomatopoeia gong and drum, the finals officially began.

A long text appeared on the big screen, and the host began to read the question:

There is a beautiful snow-capped mountain on the outskirts of the town of Aramis in the United States, one day Charlie, Joseph, He Yanqing, Adelaide, Louis, Rozier, Jokic and other seven people who are also mountain climbing enthusiasts met to climb the snow mountain, He Yanqing is the only lady among them, and she is also a Chinese.

Because the weather was very cold and there were very few tourists, the seven people climbed all the way to enjoy the snow, and at six o'clock in the evening, they finally reached the belly of the snow-capped mountain, where they found a deserted hotel.

After arriving at the hotel, the seven of them scheduled to leave at seven o'clock tomorrow morning and continue to the top of the mountain, after which they went back to their rooms to sleep.

But that very night, tragedy struck.

At half past six in the morning, everyone sat around the table for breakfast, and suddenly found that Louis did not show up. Charlie went to his room to call him, and was shocked to find that Louis was dead in bed, stabbed in the throat, probably dead on the spot, and the scattered blood had solidified on the sheets.

The sudden incident frightened everyone, and everyone decided to go down the mountain immediately to call the police. But as soon as the door was pushed, the cold wind swept in with snowflakes, and it was a line of white heaven and earth. The snow was falling so much that the narrow mountain trail had long been blocked and it was impossible to walk.

The six of them had no choice but to go back to the house, enduring the fear in their hearts.

However, it is not over, and more terrible things are yet to come.

In the evening of the next day, Charlie noticed that He Yanqing had not appeared since morning. And her room was empty. So, Charlie and Adelaide go out together to look for it. They flashed flashlights in the night, shouting He Yanqing's name as they walked. They didn't go far before they found He Yanqing.

At that moment, they couldn't stop their teeth from trembling. He Yanqing fell in the snow, her face was blue, her eyes still carried the fear of dying, and her body stiffened for a long time. It was as if he had been strangled to death while he was walking.

The two carried her back to the house, where she was placed in an empty room with Louis's body. Everyone couldn't eat dinner, and everyone couldn't hide the fear in their hearts. A sleepless night, ominous shadows are slowly spreading.

On the morning of the third day, the five of them had reluctantly raised their spirits to eat breakfast in the hall, and all of them looked haggard and distraught, and Rozier's condition was still serious.

Not only did he slap his breakfast on the ground, but he also laughed inexplicably. Then he left the table in a panic and shut himself in his room.

Immediately, someone whispered, "No, he is the one who killed the murderer...... and everyone fell silent, and the hall was silent.

The five of them don't trust each other anymore.

The snow was still falling, and it was getting heavier and heavier, and the wind swept through the glass, making a piercing "Golili" sound. At five o'clock in the afternoon, Adelaide noticed blood spilling from the crack in the door of Rozier's room. He hurriedly banged on the door, only to find that it was unlocked in the first place.

As expected, Rozier also died, the knife stabbed into the chest, and the blood fell to the ground.

Perhaps he struggled for a long time before he died, the room was covered in blood, and the wooden floor was scratched by his fingernails. Hearing Adelaide's exclamations, the remaining three rushed in and stayed on the spot.

The room was filled with heavy, rapid breathing. Someone cried and said, "He is, does he want to kill us all?"

No one answered, only to hear the snow falling in large flakes outside the window.

Fast forward to the morning of the fourth day, and Charlie noticed Joseph with a mysterious smile at the meal.

When there was no one around, Charlie cautiously asked him, "What, have you found anything?"

Joseph's eyes flickered faintly, and he said in a low voice: "I found Rozier's diary, and unexpectedly found that it contained clues to the murderer. ”

"Really, do you know who it is?" asked Charlie hurriedly.

"I don't know yet, but I'll be able to get him out by this afternoon!" said Joseph confidently.

It was soon afternoon, and Charlie sat silently in his room, next door to Joseph's room.

At 4:30 p.m., suddenly a terrible cry came from Joseph's room!

"It turned out to be your ......"

Charlie took three steps and made two steps, and rushed out the door. Although the rooms of the two were next to each other, the location of the doors was very far apart. Charlie rushed to Joseph's door and melted for about thirty seconds.

The door was hidden, Charlie pushed the door open, and immediately gasped!

Joseph sat in a chair with a green notebook clutched in his left hand. His eyes widened as if he had seen something incredible. The incision was in the left chest, an inch, and it pierced the lobe of the lung.

His face was pale and miserable, but he had not yet lost his breath.

He was gasping and opening his mouth wide as if trying to get more air in at his best. He saw Charlie, and suddenly out of nowhere, he rushed over and grabbed Charlie's shirt.

"Yes....... it's the king...... It's the king......"

He said these words in fits and starts, and suddenly stopped. Turning his face away, he "plopped" and fell to the ground, dead. Charlie was so frightened by him that he couldn't take possession of his body. Adelaide and Jokic also rushed in. Their faces weren't much better looking than Charlie's.

Another person is dead, who will be next?

The three men carried Joseph's body to the morgue's room. When I walked to the door, I suddenly found that the door of the room was locked by someone. They had no choice but to carry the body back to Charlie's room, and then back down the dark and cold hallway. The incandescent lamp on the roof of the hall lit up weakly, casting a halo of light on the ground. The nerves of the three survivors were on the verge of collapse.

Jokic and Adelaide sat sluggishly, while Charlie flipped through the pages of Joseph's diary. As Charlie said, this is Rozier's diary. It describes all the events that have taken place since the ascent to the mountain.

On the second day, Rozier wrote: "When the night was shining over the earth, I glanced out of the window, and suddenly I saw an incredible fact...... Oh my God, that's the case, this man did this series of murders!"

"Fear is crushing every nerve in me and making my hands tremble, but I can't say because if I say it, I might be the next to suffer...... Just in case, I wrote out the clues of the murderer. ”

That's it in the diary, and below is a poem, and a couple of strange pairs of numbers.

There are demons in the hearts of all people

They smile hideously when you're afraid

But when the laughter comes out of your mouth

But it changed, and it became a terrible scream

Piercing the moonlit night, awakening the earth and grieving the rulers

There is only one thing that can resist them

It's the courage to chuckle

1，3，4，5，6

11232134463512659025

22453329171810579873

6032133224135228341983

26513767759749943858192982796160

593015557891414471996684

21＋22

21＋21＋（28－8）＋（59－5）

58\/37

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