It seems that ten of our old classmates haven't seen each other for a long time, and as soon as the conversation box opens, there are many opinions. Gong Feifei and I gaged and haha, and soon collected a lot of information. With the help of the writer's imagination, I was able to sort out everyone's background in no time, but there were still many doubts that needed to be verified later.

It's strange that everyone seems to have lived here, but no one mentions it. Ordinary people don't get used to it so quickly when they enter an unfamiliar building, and these people seem to know how to place things, so they are handy. For example, Zhou Li said that she needed a bowl to hold the food, and Li Nana didn't need to look for it, she could directly open the corresponding cupboard and take out what she needed.

There was a knock on the door, and I walked over to open it, and Gong Bifei was standing in front of it. "Su Ling, it's time to eat, do you have to say it a second time?" she added without a head, I immediately understood what she meant, Gong Feifei had already called me before I opened the door, so I could know that the sound insulation of each room in this small building was very good.

"The soundproofing was good. "I also gave Gong Feifei feedback, and I felt that the two of us were like party members under the surveillance of the enemy, trying our best to pass on all kinds of information. Next to him, Zhang Ke was knocking on the door of the squad leader's room, intending to ask him to eat.

No one answered.

Gong Bifei and I looked at each other. "Let's go downstairs to eat first," Zhang Ke said helplessly, "The squad leader should still be busy, he doesn't like to be disturbed, I don't want to be scolded." "It seems that this squad leader has a bad enough personality.

I didn't want to interfere too much with the development of the plot before the case, so I didn't say much and took the lead and walked downstairs. At this time, the dishes in the restaurant have been served, ten hot dishes, six cold dishes, and a few bottles of Lao Baigan with open caps, it is not easy to have such a sumptuous dinner on a lonely island.

"Su Ling, are you old, your body is no longer good?" said the black fat man Wang Shengshuo smiled, and there was no concern in his tone. I just went upstairs with the excuse that I had to take medicine before eating, and I couldn't refute it at this time, so I could only twitch the corners of my mouth, showing that I couldn't refrain from speaking.

"Where's the squad leader?" Lin Li asked when she saw that there were only three people coming down. "He is probably still busy," Zhang Ke said helplessly, "You don't know about him, let him go." "It's good to say that you don't touch work during your vacation, and the squad leader can spoil the atmosphere too much!" Li Nana was dissatisfied, she didn't have a job herself, so she could naturally say this kind of thing without heart and lungs.

"It's okay, it's okay," Zhou Zhenyuan said, "Anyway, we still have a week, and tomorrow we will let the squad leader do a review, a deep review, let's eat and drink first, don't wait for him, the ghost knows when the squad leader will be busy before he can come out."

The chandelier overhead was a little dim, probably because of his age. In this small building, we don't have to worry about water and electricity, there is a diesel generator in the yard, which is enough if we only use regular electricity. As for the water, there is a spring at the back of the house, which is brought into the building through a water pump. There is no heavy industry on this isolated island, so there is no need to worry about pollution, there is no need to purify, and natural water can be used directly.

Everyone seems to know the temperament of this squad leader very well, and no one wants to call him again. Once we were seated, the dinner began in a warm atmosphere. "Come, old classmates, let's go, respect the fourth class!" Zhou Zhen didn't wait for everyone to move the chopsticks, and directly mentioned the wine, and at first glance he was a veteran of the wine field.

I cautiously sniffed the wine in my glass and made sure there was no bitter almond or anything like that before I drank it down. If I had been sent away by the poisoned wine at the beginning of the trial, it would have been a ridiculous joke.

"Huh?" I noticed that someone seemed to have carved crookedly on the table in front of me as I put down my glass. I picked up the chopsticks and squinted to make them closer.

"A good boy, helpless and helpless.

I have feelings in my heart, and I have a confidant on the road ahead.

A little couple, kissing under the moon among the flowers,

I don't get tired of seeing each other, and the shadow becomes three.

Three good friends, growing together.

The front road is long and resistant, and the flowers fall when you are in the king.

Four good friends, helping each other and helping each other.

The grass is green, and the brothers come to meet.

Five good friends, collecting firewood and high flames.

Sunset outside the mountain, acquaintance and intersection of new bookbag

Six good friends, meet in the future.

Bravely climb to the peak and see you at the top.

Seven good friends, doing nothing is going astray.

Sentimental parting, Deqing is by his side.

Eight good friends, closely linked.

When the spring breeze returned, Wang Sun was able to return.

Nine good friends, brothers and sisters.

The garden is full of dark and light colors, and red apricots are nestled together.

Ten good friends, meet and never separate.

Accompany the boat to go, just classmates and teenagers. ”

"What the hell," I muttered. In Ms. Agatha's No Survivors, a nursery rhyme was also written to foreshadow the events that would happen next, in fact, the murderer was trying to exert psychological pressure on everyone. But this long poem given in this trial left me confused.

Although most of this poem is a rewritten classic poem, so it is no problem to read it, the point is that I don't know what it means. It seems to be about the iron of the relationship between ten good friends, but this is the exact opposite of the theme of this trial. I'll admit that I don't have enough layers in this wave.

"Huh?" I came back from my contemplation, and found that the excitement at the table had come to an abrupt end, and then I suddenly realized that I had inadvertently read the poem. This is also a habit left over from high school a few years ago in reality, which is not good or bad, and I will unconsciously read it out loud when I read poetry.

I still remember that when I was reading a classical Chinese literature in my self-study class, I inadvertently read out "Twenty-eight beautiful people look like crisps, with a pair of white milk beads on the chest", which made me a strange uncle-level existence in the class.

"How... What's wrong?" Seeing that the atmosphere was a little solemn, I asked. "Hmm... Su Ling, why don't you have anything to do with reading this poem?" Lin Li's face was very bad. "Huh, what's wrong with this poem?" I said, pointing to the tabletop, "This is engraved on it...", "Of course we know that it is engraved on it, do you have to mention the past again?" Wang Shengshuo slammed on the table and said angrily.

"Alright, Xiaoshuo. Zhou Zhen hurriedly persuaded, "Su Ling, have you forgotten that incident?" "Which thing?" I didn't forget, I didn't know at all, and now I wish Zhou Zhen would tell me about it.

"Forget it, it's best to forget, don't mention this kind of thing again..."Zhou Zhen didn't get on the set, "Come on, come on, old classmates, let's go again..."

I began to concentrate on two things, on the one hand, I was cooperating with Zhou Zhen to try to revive the atmosphere that had cooled down, but with little effect, and it seemed that everyone's mood was affected to a certain extent. On the other hand, I began to analyze every sentence and even every word of the poem word by word, thinking that I didn't take the appreciation of ancient poems so seriously when I took the Chinese college entrance examination back then, because the material given was so simple and easy to understand. Now, even if I translate it into English, I don't see any implication.

"Wait...", I suddenly thought of a point that I had overlooked, and I had been analyzing it word by word, but I had neglected the wholeness. From the point of view of materialist dialectics, the whole and the part are interdependent. If each poem represents a person, it can be seated, for example, the red apricot in the ninth paragraph can be identified as the bitch-like Li Nana, but it is difficult to get any effective conclusions based on this.

The nursery rhyme in the original book is gradually reduced from ten to one, but this poem is the opposite, gradually increasing from one person to ten. "If the ten verses represent the ten of us, then who is the person who wrote the poem?" I asked myself, "Is Qi Yun mentioned in the introduction to the trial?"

"Twenty years ago, a young flower withered before it even bloomed. ”

This sentence in the introduction of the trial most likely refers to Qi Yun involved in the optional mission!

"It's kind of interesting..."I laughed, originally I didn't think the case of this trial would be particularly difficult, and the probability was the same as the plot of no survivors, as long as you use your brains to kill a few people to lock the murderer to capture. In every homicide case, the murderer will leave a flaw, there is no perfect crime, it's just that the investigators can't find clues.

And if I don't find it once, I'll wait for the next victim to show up. Kill me, Gong Bifei and the murderer, and there are a total of seven people to be killed. If seven murders in a short period of time aren't enough for me to lock down the killer, my 16-year-old IQ can be used to feed the dogs.