There is a high probability that No. 3 is not the murderer.

After spending an afternoon with He Mingming, Ding Cheng judged in his heart.

As the leader of a group of female college students, He Mingming gave the impression of being extremely strong at first, and her indiscriminate behavior everywhere also strengthened this impression.

But since witnessing Kevin's death, He Mingming has changed as a person, crying for a while, muttering for a while, and feeling sorry for herself for a while, entering the precursor of a nervous breakdown.

Ding Cheng can tell whether a person is really crazy or fake crazy.

He Mingming should be really crazy.

And, obviously, her mind is also very simple.

In the casual cliché, Ding Cheng successfully set up all the information of the female college student, and at the same time discovered an amazing fact.

He Mingming, the leader, is likely to be jointly pushed out by the other five girls from some tacit understanding.

First, He Ming likes to pretend to be forced and enjoy the feeling of being sought after; The second is because she has a bad brain and likes to pay attention, which can invisibly attract firepower for others.

Thinking of this, Ding Cheng couldn't help but feel some slight pity for He Mingming.

But He Mingming didn't know anything about all this, she clutched her chest cowardly, and told everything Ding Cheng asked her to the bottom of the world.

"So the six of you didn't know each other before, did you?"

"You can say the same thing." He Mingming said: "I am in the same class as Cuicui, but I don't usually interact much, you know, she is a little stupid, I don't like to make friends with stupid people." As for Xiao Zou, they are all junior girls. ”

Speaking of this, a hint of smugness flashed on He Mingming's face, and her seniority brought her a lot of superiority.

"Tang Xue transferred to our school a month ago, and there wasn't much communication, but seeing that she was still in peace, I allowed her to join our sister group."

Tang Xue, the No. 4 passenger with the lowest sense of presence among female college students, never took the initiative to speak, and has always been in a state of seclusion.

Ding Cheng couldn't help but be interested.

He Mingming apparently captured Ding Cheng's sudden emotional shift, and although she was stupid, she had a very sharp female intuition.

"You think she's good-looking, right?" He Mingming's tone was a little more sour.

"I didn't mean that."

"Huh." He Ming smiled lonely: "Your expression says it all, men are animals who think with their lower bodies, and you are obviously interested in mentioning beautiful women." ”

Old space users, He Mingming's words were full of the flavor of ancient non-mainstream quotations, but Ding Cheng did not refute, because rebuttal would only make the other party more excited.

Sure enough, He Mingming lazily rolled his eyes and changed the topic: "Tang Xue couldn't talk about it, but she changed her mind on the last day, a fickle woman, but it was a little late by then, so she was the only one among us who didn't receive a gift." ”

Number 4 didn't receive a gift?

Gifts are a sensitive topic, and He Mingming also seemed to realize that he had slipped his mouth, so he smiled and stopped talking.

The topic was discontinued.

However, Ding Cheng had also obtained quite a lot of information, so he smiled and turned his head to continue the search.

It was almost 11 p.m., and the other four groups had already finished searching in the area, and Ding Cheng's group was slower than all the groups because there was one less person.

But now only the last room remains.

"Obviously, are you all right? All of us are waiting for you both. Xu Zitong's voice came through the WeChat group.

He Mingming rolled his eyes and said, "It'll be okay right away." ”

"Hurry up." Xu Zitong said: "The dishes will come up in a while. ”

"Dead three-eight." He Mingming crossed out the dialog box impatiently, turned his head to Ding Cheng and urged: "Otherwise, let's go up too, they are impatient waiting on the deck, and I don't think there is anything to search here." Could it be that there is a living person hidden in the air? ”

Ding Cheng thought for a while, nodded and said, "Then let's go." ”

Pushing up the drawer, He Mingming walked out of the door lightly.

At this time, a gust of wind blew, and a notebook on the desk next to Ding Cheng was opened.

It was an ordinary notebook, and Ding Cheng didn't pay attention to it.

But now, the contents of the notebook caught his eye.

Lately, I have had a bad premonition, a very uneasy feeling, and I always feel that there is something wrong with this wave of passengers. , but I can't find which one.

- Hehe, interesting, one of the passengers from the last round is still on this ship, and he has changed his identity, I only found out today. ’

Damn, the most annoying pretending person, fortunately, He Mingkai didn't have to jump for long, and finally died, so relieved. When the company asked, it was an accident. ’

'—I have a fever, my head hurts, I don't have any strength in my body, oh no, am I being calculated......

The bottom half of the notebook is torn off, and that's it.

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At the same time, in the kitchen.

With a thoughtful smile, Liu Cuicui prepared dinner for everyone.

Salt, salty, can add flavor to the dish.

Sugar, sweet, can neutralize the acidity in the salad.

Poison, tasteless, can silently kill a person.

Hee-hee, it's bad if you misplace. Cuicui smiled thoughtfully, she always did, taking on the role of taking care of others in the team.

But Cuicui is not in a good state today, to put it simply, she feels a little weak, slightly feverish, headache, and her heart is always blocked, all of which happened after searching the room in the afternoon.

The annoying He Mingming, a, talks and laughs with handsome guys, and wants to twist her head off.

How long does it take for two people to check a room? I don't know what I'm doing in the shadows.

Thinking of this, Cuicui's heart became even more blocked, and her thinking became even more uncontrollable.

In a trance, I vaguely heard Ding Cheng praising her for speaking interestingly, is there any mistake? He Ming Ming is bursting with earth, what interesting words can she say with that dick silk look, can a dog spit out ivory in his mouth?

It's so angry.

Why isn't it yourself who rounds the room with a handsome guy.

Hate.

Xu Mingming, who is a hemp, is angry when he looks at it, Lao Tzu adds something to her dish, forget it, see if she can run away now! Hee-hee.

Headache, fatigue, and fever again.

It's in such a bad state, I'll go back to sleep after eating later.

Ding dong!

The oven screamed, and the roasted chicken was ready.

Salt, salty, can add flavor to the dish.

Sugar, sweet, can neutralize the acidity in the salad.

Poison, tasteless, can silently kill a person.

Hee-hee, it's not good if you add it wrong.

Cuicui smiled thoughtfully and reached for the bottle of salt.

But unfortunately, her mind is now completely out of control.

If there was a mirror in the kitchen, Cuicui could see that the corners of her mouth were raising a weird smile.

Then he reached out and picked up the bottle with potassium cyanide and gently sprinkled it into the grilled chicken.