Tang Juyi, who was watching the whole game from a bystander perspective, was a little surprised by the rapid change of events, he thought that there would be one or two rounds of foreshadowing before this kind of emergency occurred, but he did not expect that the priest would die after the first round.

Looking at this old man with a frightened look on his face, Tang Juyi was a little depressed:

"At first, I thought that the suspicion would be on him, such as the fact that the priest was actually a murderer...... As a result, it would be too faceless to die directly at the end of the first round......"

In the interval of Tang Juyi's exclamation, starting with the dancing girl on his left side, a new round of narration began.

Dancer: [I was incredulous when I heard the news of the priest's accident, because almost no one in this town would have a grudge against such an old man.]

Postman: [When I came out of the sheriff's office, I heard him suspicious of the new circus]

Doctor: [Originally, the priest made an appointment with me because he said that he had been feeling unwell in the past two days]

Sheriff: [Heinous crime...... What kind of bastard should be this kind of mind when he does it to the priest.]

Mayor Mare: [The impact of this case is too bad for me to tolerate such a stain in the final hours of my jurisdiction]

Chef: [I was going to show the priest the wonderful performance I saw last night, but I didn't expect to have a chance again]

Orion: [To be honest, I do feel a certain amount of sadness when I hear the news of the death of that pedantic and stubborn old man.]

Butcher: [Ha, it's so glad that old thing died, I can't stand his sacredness and forgiveness all day long]

After listening to the narration of the residents of the town, Tang Juyi of course aimed the object of suspicion at the butcher for the first time. It is not that the butcher is the liar, but for the time being, his attitude towards the priest is very different from that of the other inhabitants, and he is therefore the most likely to be the murderer.

However, the postman's account also caught Tang's attention, as he mentioned the new circus.

"Suspicious of the circus? Yes, after all, none of the townspeople had a motive to commit the crime, and only those outsiders had a reason to do it to the priest...... Considering the priest's attitude towards the circus, it is very likely that there is some kind of connection hidden in this. ”

Tang Juyi thought for a moment, then looked at the circus members who continued to narrate.

Dwarf Dolph: [I did leave the venue in the middle of the show, but I just wanted to go outside and see the night]

Magician McJick: [Dolph has a strange appearance, and his eyes dodge when he returns, but I don't think he's the murderer]

Commander Dimon: [I asked McJick and Jack what they thought of Dolph, and McJik thought that Dolph might know something, and Jack thought that Dolph could not have been involved in this incident]

At the end of the narrative, the fog that permeated the surroundings came again, making Tang Juyi's vision shrouded in darkness.

"That is, the death of the priest occurred after the first show when the circus came to town, and that dwarf Dolph ...... Judging from the current situation, even if there is no connection with the homicide, most of them know something inside. ”

Tang Juyi frowned and pondered:

However, it was still impossible to tell which of the twelve was a liar...... There was still no conflict between their accounts, and the only one who might be suspicious was the Commander Dumont, for his account had many confusing features......"

The difficulty of this game has once again raised a level in Tang Juyi's heart, but Tang Juyi's desire to win this game is also stronger.

The more conceited people are, the more they like to put themselves in the middle of a difficult situation and get the sense of accomplishment that they are addicted to from the most difficult situations.

This is the common problem of smart people.

After sorting out his thoughts, Tang Juyi has already begun to make inferences about the next game:

"Thirteen rounds of the game counts as the end, and one person has already died in the first round, so will there be a character who dies in each of the remaining rounds? Wouldn't the one who survived to the end be directly equated with the murderer? Wrong...... It's so easy...... Perhaps none of the people in this town would have survived, if the perpetrator had not been any of the people at the round table. ”

Call......

The cold wind was howling, blowing on people's faces like a blade, although Tang Juyi was not a resident of that town, but he could also feel the cold winter from it.

"The feeling is very real, if you get any Happy Valley to make a 4D movie, it will definitely sell well...... But then again, if the content of the movie accidentally goes beyond the level......"

At this time, Tang Juyi was still thinking about something inexplicable in his mind.

The darkness clears and the third round of the game officially begins.

As soon as his vision was restored, Tang Juyi quickly began to observe whether anyone had an accident, and as he expected, after the end of the second round of games, the candle in front of another person at the round table went out.

This person is none other than the sheriff of the town.

Seeing the tragic situation of the sheriff being wrapped around his neck with a wire five or six times, Tang Juyi couldn't help but sneer in his heart:

"You're really bold enough...... Kill the enforcers who may threaten you directly, and the next actions will not be interfered with, right? ”

The sheriff's face was bruised, and the wire wrapped around his neck was deeply entrenched in the flesh, leaving the skin and the wire in contact with a large amount of bruising, and judging from the scene before him, the cause of death was simple suffocation.

"Things are getting more and more interesting......

…………

In Kyoto Urban Construction College, it was another dull and boring psychological analysis class, and the students in the classroom were honest with Professor Sun with the most authentic side as always.

The students in the front row were quite tactful, just yawning to remind the professor to notice their sleepiness, while the few in the back corner were already dancing like demons, and they were playing some of the games of online card dealing with their mobile phones with high spirits.

Sun Yourong is not surprised by this phenomenon, as long as the group of "saved" students he pays attention to are still listening, he feels that his class is not meaningless.

In the middle and back rows, a girl in a simple black shirt is boringly pushing the ballpoint pen on the table, she rolls the pen forward, then rolls it back and forth, her mind wandering back and forth.

In a previous class, it seems that Professor Sun forgot to assign homework because of his carelessness, so they were left with a large part of their leisure life. Although Lin Qingmiao always felt that something was wrong, her memory told her that it was just anxiety caused by excessive study pressure.

Rolling the pen forward again, but because the strength was not well controlled, after making the ballpoint pen turn a few times, the tip of the pen happened to be stuck on a certain page of the notebook, and Lin Qingmiao withdrew the pen and planned to continue to pass the time, but suddenly a strange idea came to mind.

"This note ......"

As if the ghost was in a daze, Lin Qingmiao slowly opened the page of the notebook with black ink drawn by a ballpoint pen, and then was stunned.

【Sharp Knife】

【Game】

Two shallow scribbles on a clean page look strangely abrupt, but they make sense.

This strange sense of contradiction immediately attracted Lin Qingmiao's attention, and she couldn't help but recall:

"Strange, when did I write these things......"

Some parts of the memory were touched, but what he recalled was still blank, and the two words in the book in front of him seemed to have a strange magic, making Lin Qingmiao unable to take his eyes off.

Bang bang......

Bang bang......

The heartbeat continued to accelerate in the process of this memory, making Lin Qingmiao uneasy for a while, and even the vision in front of him seemed to be a little blurred.

"What's going on......"

Lin Qingmiao closed the notebook suddenly, and there were still some palpitations in her eyes, but the feeling of panic had subsided a lot.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Qingmiao mustered up the courage to open the notebook again, but he couldn't turn the page with those two words written on it.

No matter how much she searched for it, the scratch paper seemed to have evaporated from the world, without a trace.