Ansu's voting action was swift and without any thought.

And in the live broadcast room, Piansu could flash the camera when she voted, and the audience didn't see who she voted for.

Ansu sneered, and wanted to do something again.

The people who finished the voting waited quietly in the living room for a while, and after everyone voted, the detective counted the results.

An Su received three votes, but Liu Ziliang received four votes, and Dong next door received one vote.

Liu Ziliang, who has always been self-contained and reserved, couldn't help but turn into a black question mark with a confused face.

"What did I do wrong?" He smiled wryly and glanced at the people around him.

"I don't think you're very sunny." Bai Fumei gave him an embarrassed smile, and looked at him with bright eyes, expecting him to be the real murderer.

"I think so too." Jia's daughter and Bai Fumei high-fived.

"Which of you voted for my Liu?" The detective was surprised, Liu Ziliang didn't look like a murderer.

"I ......" Qian swallowed a mouthful of saliva and raised his hand, and then there were just now, Bai Fumei and Jia's daughter.

"One vote, two votes, three votes! And what about one more vote? Liu Ziliang pretended to have a straight face, and showed the appearance and majesty of his usual class, this group of bear children is a little disobedient.

"Hahaha, and me!" At this time, the detective laughed very happily, and then lowered his head a little, afraid of being beaten by his brother.

"It wasted so many years of our relationship." Liu Ziliang couldn't help laughing, his friend, who is a joker in psychology, but when it comes to the real vote, he makes mistakes, and he always makes mistakes in the second vote.

"So are you a murderer?" Jia's daughter blinked at this time, why hasn't anyone announced the result yet?

"I'm not ......"

Before Liu Ziliang finished speaking, the radio rang out.

"Liu Huajiang, who got the most votes, is not the real murderer."

"Are you really watching? Go to the police! When the detective heard the voice, he didn't care about the result, and shouted anxiously.

But there was no response.

"Teacher Liu is not a murderer, so who is the murderer?" Dong next door opened his mouth abruptly after a moment of silence.

Then a group of people started talking about it.

It's as if you've forgotten what happened......

Ansu's index finger moved, and the group of people was deeply poisoned.

Just when the discussion was intense, the radio rang out again. "The real murderer is Young Master Jiang."

The broadcast of this game seems to be a little different from other reasoning games, in order to arouse everyone's emotions, they will generally be played again and again when the murderer is announced.

I've never seen this kind of direct announcement.

"You're a murderer???" Liu Ziliang looked at An Su in a little surprise,

"Didn't you vote for him?" Jia's daughter looked at Liu Ziliang with a smile, and guessed a little according to the current ticket type, Liu Ziliang's ticket must have been given to Jiang.

"No, I voted for Dong." Liu Ziliang pushed his gold-rimmed glasses, and his eyes never left Ansu.

"You voted for your own !?!?!" Qian counted the heads, and then looked at Ansu in surprise.

Ansu looked at the surprised Qian, nodded flatly, and gave him a very friendly smile.

Others are good to Ansu, and Ansu will not give him a cold face.

The expressions of a group of people are not to mention how wonderful.

"Do you know you're a murderer?" The detective asked with a smile.

"I don't know." Ansu shook her head.

It was not only these people who were surprised, but the audience in the live broadcast room was even more surprised.

Today, the wood is slag again (red): I actually voted for myself, I really want to know what the anchor thinks.

Porridge (red): How do you feel about participating in the game like this?

The audience kept asking questions as if they were swiping the screen, and Ansu moved his consciousness and released a barrage.

The Great Devil: I don't know the script, it's not fair to them to vote for other people.

Pompeii's Jade Exquisite (Red): Sometimes the anchor's three views really flash to me.

Today's wood is slag (red): The anchor is wavy and dragging all day long, I don't know what poked me, so I squatted and watched the live broadcast room every day.

Qingchen (yellow): Rare quality.

Ansu was really rare to be praised by the audience in the live broadcast room, and he didn't pay attention to them with a light snort.

This group of people lost the vote, kept humming and chirping, discussing Ansu this and that, and began to recall which clues just now were wet and missed, especially the detective, the first vote was obviously voted for Ansu, but the second vote was for his brother, and he patted his thigh with remorse.

The live broadcast room also announced the voting results just now, and unlike the voting results of these people, Ansu won 100,000 votes, several times that of the second place.

Sugar gourd (colorful dazzling): Ahaha, this is the little audience who keeps saying that they love the anchor, look at what you have done?

Pompeii's Jade (Red): Poof! I swear I just guessed, but I didn't expect to be right.

Durian (red): Can people with scripts vote?

You in my dream (red): It's finally released for me, it's not easy! People with scripts can also vote.

Today the wood is slag again (red): Huh? If the anchor is a murderer, then isn't there something about the murderer in her script?

Chicken Shih Tzu (orange): In fact, the panel says that we can rush all the tickets to one person to protect the anchor according to our own choice.

Raising Chicken Shih Tzu (Orange): Actually, it didn't make sense, and we couldn't connect with each other at that time.

Raising Chicken Shih Tzu (Orange): With so many days of love for the anchor, who will she not give this precious vote to?

Le Chenyu (Huang): It's rare that most of the people in the live broadcast room are so in love.

Porridge (red): I'm curious now that we cast the murderer, so what's the reward?

Before the audience's words fell, a panel popped up in front of Ansu's eyes.

[Congratulations on hitting the right murderer, you will get a perfume bottle of the same style as the anchor, please pay attention to check.] 】

I didn't expect Hang Bangtian to be so generous this time, and even Ansu, who voted in a fool's way, could be rewarded.

Porridge (red): I'm so Ou, it's the big gold watch just now!!!

Nguyen Thi Shen Rong Knee (Orange): The anchor's one? That's really okay. It is estimated to be a grand prize.

Nothing (Orange): Me too~

Ice Cream (Orange): Ahh

[Ice cream into the essence, into the essence of the reward, rewarded an ice cream. 】

[Today, the wood is slag and the reward is 100,000 credits. 】

After the ice cream was rewarded, many viewers in the live broadcast room also began to reward frantically, just because they got a little bit of interactive rewards.