Chen Fan didn't believe it at first sight.

The haystacks without shoes, the moss-covered brick walls, and a small window on the wall, the size of which is estimated not to even be able to poke out of the head, and the full moon hung high above the iron window, and the cold light came through.

Chen Fan just wanted to go out for a while, but found that his hands and feet were chained, still dragging the lead ball, and the door was also locked, only a small opening was opened, lying by the window, and he couldn't see the outside at all.

"I'm number 6, is this a prison?"

Chen Fan looked down at the number plate on his clothes, the standard black and white zebra suit, he should not have worn a few hands, he didn't have any wrinkles, and there was a clear 6 printed on his chest.

"Hey, it's time to eat."

There seemed to be someone in the iron window outside the door, Chen Fan dusted off the weeds on his body, and took a closer look, dressed as a patrol officer of the Republic of China, with a baton pinned to his waist, it should not be discharged.

"Look at what, hurry up and eat." The other party opened the lookout window wider, and a bowl of rice was handed in.

Chen Fan stared at the rice and asked, "Is there only white rice for dinner?" No drumsticks? Nor greens? ”

"You can eat it when you are told to eat, don't ask so much nonsense, and there is dessert after the meal." The prison guard impatiently brought a bowl of water and motioned for Chen Fan to reach out and take it.

A bowl of white rice, a cup of cold white boil, this is Chen Fan's dinner.

"I came in for something." Chen Fan leaned against the door and asked curiously.

"You are really forgetful, there was a homicide in the concession, you are one of the twelve suspects, the inspector will pass the word tomorrow morning, hurry up and eat, don't ask." The prison guard was annoyed by Chen Fan's question, took out a baton from his waist and pinched it in his hand, and kept using colors, clearly threatening with force.

"Are you an NPC or a player?" Chen Fan asked without fear of death.

"NPCs, dedicated to the story." The prison guard loosened the brim of his hat with a baton, and suddenly knocked on the iron door with a stick, and scolded: "The suspect does not need to know this, and when the crime is decided, wait to go to the gallows." ”

"Oh." Chen Fan took the water and rice and sat back in place.

The rice was rancid, the water was overnight, Chen Fan didn't eat two bites, and the whole person began to vomit and diarrhea, and simply fell into the corner pile and covered it up with hay.

"NPCs are so smart, they're all about to become fine, it's just that the next game copy can be changed to a better plot, for example, what kind of succession battle or something, at least it won't be as cold as it is now, and I don't dare to open my mouth when I feel like I'm sleeping, for fear of sneaking in a mouse."

Chen Fan complained about the game experience, piled up the hay at his feet as a pillow, put his head on the cushion and fell asleep directly.

"Knock~Knock~Knock"

It felt like it wasn't even three minutes before I heard someone knocking on the door.

"When is it, still sleeping, the inspector wants to see you."

Before Chen Fan could react, two prison guards holding Hanyang made in and dragged him out.

The place of interrogation is like an ancient yamen, but the decoration is a little more Republican-style, and there are still some historical flaws in general, but what Chen Fan cares about most is not this...

Playing games, there was not even a seat, Chen Fan was thrown onto a stone brick, and the brick was written with red paint 6, fortunately, it was already air-dried, the inertia of that flick was too great, and his head almost hit the ground, but fortunately, he braked the car in time, and the standard kneeling service.

Chen Fan felt the atmosphere around him, and he felt a kind of horror of entering the White Tiger Hall by mistake.

The treatment of the other players was not much better, each of them was dragged up, and none of them came over on their own.

"It's the first time I've seen NPCs in the game, but they don't seem to be friendly." Kang Jixuan struggled, others were handcuffed, but his own was hemp rope, or the kind tied with five flowers, and the tight ones could be squeezed out of oil.

"Brother, this is actually quite interesting, I haven't tried this kind of gameplay before." Sister Kang Jixuan danced the handcuffs, indulging in the crisp sound of clanging.

"Quiet, a bunch of people."

Chen Fan gasped, and glanced at the high hall, the inspector's pot-bellied figure squeezed the police uniform out of shape, one high and one low, a mouthful of yellowed teeth, and a few vegetable leaves on it.

"Why is this inspector so dark, like spending a few nights in a coal pile." Chen Fan snickered in his heart.

"Come on, slap this suspect No. 6." As soon as the inspector was shocked, two people surrounded Chen Fan.

"I'll go, what the hell is the shocking wood..... it's too lax, oh hey!" The left half of Chen Fan's face was covered by someone, and he didn't have time to complain, and the right half also enjoyed the same treatment.

The inspector lifted his clothes and sat down carefully.

"Zila"

Chen Fan gritted his teeth, with two anthurium prints on his face, and didn't dare to laugh.

"The facts of the case have been confirmed with the foreigners, among the 12 of you, there are 4 prisoners, and the remaining 8 are innocent, but you don't want to admit it, so what can I do, I can only let you decide for yourself, choose a suspect to come out and execute every day, everyone has no problem."

The rules of this game are just another way of speaking, the essence is still the same, Chen Fan thought about it and decided to die.

"There's a problem." Chen Fan raised his hand like a student rushing to answer a question in class.

"Someone, slap your mouth." The inspector lit a cigarette and said coldly.

“pia~pia！”

Chen Fan laughed twice, and there were two more marks on his face.

The inspector snuffed out his cigarette, looked around and asked, "Is there anyone else who has a problem?" ”

Seeing that everyone was silent for a long time, the inspector showed a long-lost smile and said: "You discuss and decide who to let die first, and today you will choose a person to speak, he can be the last to speak, and it is equivalent to 1.5 people." ”

The inspector took a sip of tea and continued: "I heard that there are gods among you, and there seems to be an old wizard, I don't care about this, I just need you to find out the murderer, this is enough, and there is another point, the murderers know each other, I hope you can use your brains to assist the police in solving the case, whether you can survive or not, it depends on you." ”

Chen Fan sneered disdainfully, "This NPC is quite interesting, and the rules are all set in one." ”

"Come on, slap No. 6, this guy flouts the court."

Chen Fan worked hesitantly, and two loud slaps fell again.

"You're an inspector NPC too, it's very spiritual." Chen Fan covered half of his face, and his face was still smiling.

"Fulfill him, and reward him with two more slaps." The inspector waved his hand, and this time it was a nosebleed.

"Stop playing, let's concentrate on finding the prisoner." Chen Fan wiped the blood clean, and felt uncomfortable kneeling, so he replaced it with a meditation practice.

The Inspector walked behind him and kicked his foot with his leather shoe, "You are still a suspect, recognize your location." ”

Chen Fan puffed up and changed back to his kneeling position.

"Alright, now the suspect who is going to be the one to run for the talk of the man is to raise his hand." The inspector was lying on a sour pear chair, like a bewitching fat pig.

Chen Fan paused, there didn't seem to be any information last night, that eighty percent was a civilian, since it was a big whiteboard, Chen Fan decisively became an onlooker.

"Someone, give me a palm, this No. 6 does not cooperate with the case." The inspector waved his hand, and the two biao men walked towards Chen Fan again.

"Hey....what kind of logic is this?"

Chen Fan took a closer look and found that he was alone under the police.

“pia~pia”

PS: Experiencing the werewolf killing scenes of various plots is more interesting than playing various boards