At half-past eleven in the middle of the night, it was quiet in the hospital corridor.

Zhao Lin, who was on night duty, yawned and refreshed the QQ space on her mobile phone boredly, when suddenly, a friend application with the nickname "System" caught her attention. She clicked to agree, but it was this that brought her an unwarranted disaster.

After the addition is successful, she is invited to join a game group. This is a small group, and there are a total of 21 group members plus the group owner.

After Zhao Lin joined, she found that the administrator had changed everyone's group business card to a number, and she was the number 9. Zhao Lin just wanted to ask what this was for, but he couldn't send it out.

Did the administrator set up a ban on all employees?

With such a question, Zhao Lin tried to click on the avatar of the group members, only she could access it, and the others could not be opened at all. At this time, the system sent her a paragraph in private chat:

"Identities are doctors, belonging to the police-civilian camp.

At night, you can use needles to save the player, or you can use needles to save yourself. However, if the same player is injected with 2 empty needles, the needle will kill that player. The Sniper Killer faction ignores the Medic's needle effect when killing at night, and the snipered player immediately falls to the ground.

The rules of victory and defeat are as follows

1. If the killer side dies, the police won. 2. If all the police are dead, the killer wins. 3. If all civilians die, the killer wins. 4. Civilians, including doctors, win and lose the same way as police. That is, if the police win, the civilian (doctor) wins; If the police lose, the civilian (doctor) loses. ”

"What do you mean, who are you, and why do you know I'm a doctor?" There was no reply.

When twelve o'clock came, the avatars of the game group flashed wildly in the list, accompanied by the sound of "doo", which startled Zhao Lin.

System: "Please close your eyes when it's dark, the killer camp is out to act." ”

Zhao Lin was still unable to speak at this time, and the others were obviously online, and no one spoke.

At six o'clock in the morning, Zhao Lin was woken up by a "beep" sound, and it was still the same game group.

System: "Please open your eyes at dawn, determine that No. 4 was headshot by a sniper, his identity is a civilian, and there are 19 players left." No. 4's last words are as follows: 'My name is Zhang Yao, and I am a programmer. It's just that he was hospitalized with meningitis, someone is going to kill me, I can't see his face clearly, help! ’”

Number 9: "What are you doing?" This sentence was successfully sent.

Wait, Zhang Yao? Is it a coincidence that the meningitis patient who was newly admitted to the inpatient department is also named Zhang Yao and is also a programmer?

Zhao Lin went to the inpatient department by surprise. There are several police vehicles parked downstairs in the inpatient department, and there is a cordon outside the ward.

Just when Zhao Lin was peeking around the corner, a person behind her suddenly slapped her and scared her half to death: "Hey, Comrade Xiao Zhao, why did you come to the inpatient department, what are you doing in this probe?" ”

"Ah, Minister, I'm just?????? Pass by. ”

"Passing by? Aren't you from the emergency room? ”

"I, I." Zhao Lin, who was hesitant, attracted the attention of the police who were investigating the scene. An emaciated, swarthy young policeman walked over: "Are you Zhao Lin?" I was about to look for you, did you see any suspicious people when you were on the night shift yesterday? ”

Zhao Lin shook his head: "No." I didn't see anything suspicious yesterday when I was on duty. ”

Tan Yingkong took out his mobile phone, glanced at it, and put it back. Zhao Lin remembered that "police" was mentioned in the system, but could the police officer in front of him be it? "Well, may I ask you, did you receive any news at twelve o'clock last night?"

Tan Yingkong stared at her for a long time, and finally spit out: "Let's find a café to talk to." ”

Since it was working hours, there were very few people in the café.

"That's all I know." Zhao Lin told Tan Yingkong all about last night, and the two exchanged mobile phones to confirm each other's identities.

"It looks like we're involved in a bizarre case, and I'm glad I found you. I've got to find a way to stop this ridiculous killing game! ”

"I want to ask, is Number 4 really dead?"

"Yes, it happened last night around one o'clock in the morning. The deceased's name was Zhang Yao, and the nurse found him shot dead in the morning. Zhang Yao is a programmer, single, and has no enemies. Less than three days after he was admitted to the hospital for meningitis, we found in his mobile phone that he was like you and me before he died, and he had a friend named the system who joined the game group, and he was indeed No. 4 in the group. ”

Zhao Lin anxiously held Tan Yingkong's hand: "Officer Tan, I don't want to be killed, is there a way to quit this game?" Please keep me safe. ”

Tan Yingkong comforted her: "Don't worry, No. 3, 5, 6 and 14 are all police, and I am No. 5." I've talked to them on the police channel, and I personally think it's a coincidence that if you're a doctor in the game, you're a doctor, and if you're a police officer, you're a police officer in the game. 3 claims to be a private investigator, while 6 and 14 refuse to reveal their true identities. We now have a total of 5 people and 19 people in the game. You don't have to die every night, and the only way to stop the game is to find all the killers. Zhao Lin, your identity is very important, you can save people. But I don't know who the killer is going to kill next, so you'd better keep the needle first. ”

"But I don't know how to save people."

"There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain," the alarm clock on Tan Yingkong's mobile phone rang, "I made an appointment with No. 3 to meet at noon, are you free at noon?" ”

"No, I didn't sleep all night."

The camera switched to the other side, and Su Lingguan went to Su Lingjing's house as a guest again.

"Sister, I automatically downloaded a software on my phone, I still can't play after a long time, you can help me take a look." Su Lingguan underwent a "transformation" at the request of Steward Liu, cut off his long hair, and changed to a new lifestyle. Helplessly, he is very uncomfortable with these, and his mobile phone has also been replaced with new software, which is all in Huaxia, and sometimes it is not smooth to read.

Su Lingjing has been cultivating since she was a child, not watching TV, not playing with computers and mobile phones. Su Lingguan is just a dead horse as a live horse doctor, maybe this eccentric sister can come up with a good solution: "Okay, show me." Who is this system? Brother, did you accidentally play a strange game with a strange person? ”

As he was talking, the phone showed an incoming call. "Who is this 'big bad guy who won't let me eat durian when I eat it'?" Press the answer button, "Hey, Steward Liu?" "She caught her brother's handle?

Su Lingguan waved his hand desperately pitifully, signaling to Su Lingjing that he was not there.

Steward Liu was still so domineering, and asked straight to the point: "Young master, have you added a friend to QQ who is called the system?" ”

What young master, didn't you hear the voice of the young lady here? "Yes, what's wrong?"

"Come to the liberal arts hotel on the top floor of the language mall at noon."

"Can I do without the pills?" The answer is only busy.