"Click"

Ziliang closed the door and locked it from the inside.

He did come up with a modus operandi, but ...... But I still didn't think about how the tools of the crime appeared.

So he decided to spell it out......

The blue sea during the day has turned into a monster with a huge black rumbling mouth at night, even if the soundproofing of the room makes Ziliang unable to hear the sound of the tsunami, but just looking at the reflection of the dark waves reflecting the moonlight, he can naturally imagine bursts of whistling sounds in his mind.

Ziliang stood in front of the window...... Looking at the dark sea and the sand under the shadow of the moon.

"Am I guessing right? ...... Tell me......" Ziliang muttered to himself in his head.

In this way, he watched quietly, not knowing how long it had been.

A huge wave suddenly rushed onto the beach, and the soaked mud and sand changed to another color, and after the tide returned to the sea, a few lines of handwriting appeared on the otherwise smooth beach......

【(Simplified. Marple) - dead]

【Or】

【You，dead】

The corners of Ziliang's calm mouth curled slightly.

"Huh—" He laughed out loud.

Because, he guessed correctly, the person who killed Sherlock was none other than Jane. Marple].

"So, now, I'm a wolf, and Marple a sheep?"

But suddenly, before Ziliang finished talking to himself, he saw a huge wave suddenly set off in the darkness outside the window, and he shot at Ziliang directly.

What's even more amazing is that the waves completely violated the physical meaning, directly crossed the wall in front of him, and really rolled Ziliang in! Then, the world swirled...... Ziliang only felt as if he had become a piece of butt wiping paper spinning in the flush toilet, sucked in by some kind of huge force, and then, lost consciousness.

"Hi ......"

"Hi...... Wake up......"

A voice gradually became clear, urging Ziliang to wake up.

Ziliang slowly opened his eyes...... Then, I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

In front of him, there was a very small room, only about 10 square meters, and he was sitting on a simple single bed at the moment, and opposite him, there was a chair and a table...... On either side of the table, there is a door, and a window, and at this moment, the door is closed, and outside the window, it seems to be a miserable white ...... Strange scene with nothing.

Oh, and there's a big-headed TV next to the window.

Well, this scene in front of him is indeed a bit strange, but it is also within the scope of acceptance, and what makes Ziliang stunned for a moment is the person sitting in the chair at the moment.

This is a person who can't see his age, and the reason why he says this is not because he has a temperament such as 'crane hair and childish face, wind fairy bones', but simply because of ...... This guy has no face.

Uh-it is not quite accurate to say that there is no face, this person still has a face, but his face is too abstract, that is, a distorted polymer of muscles and blood vessels, there is no skin, the lines of the muscles are extremely clearly displayed on it, look closely, there are some burning spots that can only appear on the body surface of patients with severe burns, and this person does not have a nose or hair.

Let's put it this way, his whole head is a half-burned meat egg, and then he sticks two eyeballs on it, and then cuts it open as a mouth......

Well, this guy looks like this, plus his little aesthetic attire, a top hat, and strange gloves, you can imagine that this guy can become a nightmare for all children under the age of 15 as soon as he walks by.

"Uh...... You are ......"

Ziliang asked without showing any fear when he saw such a person-looking person.

"Ahh......h Say what you want! ”

Unexpectedly, the person in front of him showed an impatient look and said.

Ziliang frowned: "What do you want?" So...... Are you the kind of god who can grant the wishes of others? That murder game in the villa, you designed it? And the final victor will be able to fulfill a wish? Hehe, it's really interesting, I didn't expect God to look so ugly. Hey? It's not quite right, I just guessed Marple's modus operandi, and I shouldn't be the final victor, could it be that everyone who guessed the modus operandi of murder was able to fulfill a wish, but ...... Provided that he survives......"

Ziliang speculated a lot of things based on such a sentence.

However, just when he was talking to himself, the head was the Tao.

"Hey! Ay! Don't talk to yourself there, okay? The disfigured face in front of him quickly interrupted Ziliang's chatter: "I asked you what killing tools you wanted." ”

"Murder tools?"

"That's right, the tool of killing...... Oh, I forgot, I still have to tell you about the rules, cut, it's annoying. Ahem, then listen up, the game you're having right now is the Murder Contest, or whatever you want to call it. The disfigured face said weakly, and it could be seen that he should have said the same thing many times.

"The rules are simple.

First: everyone but yourself is dead, and if you live yourself, then you win.

Second: If you kill someone within 24 hours and no contestant discovers your modus operandi, you win.

Thirdly, every time you see through someone else's murderous modusiveness, then you can come here, and I can reward you with a killing tool, of course, this technique must be thought up by yourself, not by listening to others. Also, you can't go too far with the tools you want to kill, for example, if you want a 'grenade that can blow someone up, but not your own', I'm definitely not going to give it to you.

That's it...... Hey, wait, I forgot, there's a fourth point. That's ————

As long as you promise me to replace the TV with an LCD one, I will make an exception and give you a pistol, how. ”

The disfigured man said lightly.

However, Ziliang's expression seemed a little painful......

"Hmm...... Why does the fourth point feel completely different from the previous three-point painting style? He asked.

"Huh? Is there one? Oh, you don't care, anyway, you don't agree. As he spoke, this guy also deliberately took out a piece of paper, and Ziliang took it and saw that it was still a decent 'contract document'.

The title name is.

【Commitment to update the entertainment equipment in the guard room】

"If you agree, sign your name below, as long as you sign, I'll send you to the villa now, and then I'll give you a gun, how about it?"

......

Ziliang looked down at the piece of paper, and then looked up at the strange man in front of him.

"Hey, you just added this fourth rule...... he yelled.

(I've figured out how to kill, huh, you scumbags!) ）

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