Be quiet. Dusky.

Late at night, this hall was empty, with no lights or sounds, as if forgotten in the corners of the world. Who would have thought that just a few hours ago, a few words echoed in this hall would directly determine the future lives of certain people, and even lay the groundwork for the future turmoil in a certain region. In retrospect, it may have become a monumental monument – but at this point, it's just like the usual restaurants, with neatly stacked tables and chairs buckled upside down, quietly waiting for tomorrow morning's opening hours.

Suddenly, a voice shattered the silence.

The closed door was pushed open from the outside. With the sound of the hinges grinding, the bright light of the hallway came in from the outside, illuminating a corner of the hall. A panting figure appeared by the door, he was holding one hand on the door, holding a tissue in the other hand and pressing it to his face, bending down, gasping for air with his mouth, looking very tired.

"Damn, it's too late."

The man stomped his foot angrily and threw the tissue he was holding on the ground. The paper ball was full of red bloodstains, and it could be seen that the amount of bleeding just now was not small. He tried to sniff lightly, feeling that the bleeding seemed to have stopped, and then he raised his hand and touched his nose. The touch touched the wound, and his brow furrowed for a moment, but quickly relaxed.

"Fortunately, the bridge of the nose is hard enough, crooked, and it hasn't been kicked off yet."

He gritted his teeth after talking to himself, and suddenly pulled hard! I only heard a soft "click", followed by a "sizzle" and a gasp of cold air. The man crouched down with his nose covered and slammed his hand on the floor, apparently in excruciating pain.

Near the nose is a place where human nerves are dense, not only people, but also the weaknesses of many fierce animals are also on the nose, and it may be very painful to hit elsewhere, and if you hit it here, it will be twenty points, and you may be knocked out directly. In this way, being beaten with a crooked nose and twisted back on its own is equivalent to taking two heavy injuries - but the nose is coming back.

This poor guy who was late was of course Xiang Nanxing, who had just been beaten up. As the "alternate" in Yue Ming's mouth, he was originally qualified to participate in this dinner, but "qualified" only means that he can enter, which does not mean that the dinner party will accommodate him in turn. So when he hurried over after finishing the affairs on the other side, the dinner here was still over for a long time, and all that was waiting for him was the empty hall.

"I knew it didn't go so well." Xiang Nanxing smiled bitterly.

He let out a long sigh, got up from the ground, and moved from side to side. Before entering, he cautiously leaned out of his body and looked left and right by the light of the hallway. This is an experience, after all, this is once a place that the organizers once rented, so it is not surprising that there are any institutions left. After seeing that there was nothing unusual, he cautiously walked in and turned on the light switch in the hall.

However, the lights did not come on.

Xiang Nanxing took a quick step back at this moment, almost reflexively, avoiding any mechanism in the hall that might be triggered. The lights weren't on, which meant that someone had done something to do with it, and it was always good to get away with it anyway.

Yet he stood there and waited intently for a long time, and nothing happened here.

"Damn, it's been a long time, is it because I'm nervous." Xiang Nanxing shook his head and smiled. He took out his phone and clicked on the lighting mode. With the light of a flashlight, he cautiously walked into the hall and began to probe the areas that the penetrating light did not cover. For him, there was only one place in this hall that had intelligence value, and that was what he was looking for.

That's the table where the dinner party is held.

Naturally, the person who hosted the dinner party would not be kind enough to give him a second chance, so he missed it, and he missed it. And the people who attended this dinner party may not necessarily leave any clues in his favor on the scene, even if an acquaintance like Liang Jingmo is unlikely to do such a thing without prior communication. For Xiang Nanxing, this place no longer means anything to him, but he has come here, and he has to gather some information before leaving.

Xiang Nanxing suddenly felt that he was really more or less influenced by Liang Jingmo in this regard, at least this idea was too Liang Jingmo. He smiled self-deprecatingly, turned the light of his phone, and suddenly found the table he was looking for.

As he had guessed, since the restaurant was rented for such a highly classified purpose, the original staff of the restaurant would definitely be cleared before the dinner began, and only the organizers would participate in the whole process. Of course, these people will be responsible for maintaining order, but in terms of aftermath, they will certainly not be as concerned as the restaurant's own staff. Like the traces left after the dinner, the most they can do is take away the utensils that may have the DNA information of the key people and destroy them, and as for wiping the table, tidying up the tables and chairs, this kind of thing is left to the restaurant staff who go to work the next day.

The table he saw at this time was the outlier in this hall. The rest of the tables had been cleaned up, except for this one, and although the things on it had been cleaned up, the chairs corresponding to it were still sitting on the ground, and it looked like someone had just eaten on it. Xiang Nanxing stepped forward, squinted his eyes to observe the placement of the chair, and counted it in his heart.

There is only one chair placed at the front of the table, and one person enjoys the whole short side of this rectangle, which is definitely where the "four princesses" sit, no need to ask. Then the two rows of seats to her left and right should be the players who won the game and won the qualification for the dinner party. Xiang Nanxing counted, there were a total of eight chairs.

This is exactly the information that Xiang Nanxing hoped to get. From the number of chairs, he can extrapolate the situation of several other games in reverse. According to Yue Ming, this is a game for four "candidates", and the core of the game in the four places is basically the same, and the criteria for selecting the number of people are also the same. In other words, the maximum number of people that can be selected in a place is four, that is, three winning players, plus a "waitlist" who can attend the dinner even if he loses, just like Xiang Nanxing. And the smallest number of people is, of course, "one". Regardless of whether the "Alternate" wins or no one wins, it is the "Alternate" who qualifies for the dinner in the end.

Xiang Nanxing's game decided two winners, plus he, a candidate who entered the game with a "wild card", a total of three places, even if he didn't arrive in time, it stands to reason that the chair would be reserved for him. So take the total number of chairs on both sides of eight, subtract three, and the rest of the result is five. These five spots are split between three games, and needless to say, there must be one game in which only one person will qualify.

Xiang Nanxing's intuition is more inclined to the allocation of places of "one, one, three", two wins alone, plus one win by a team that cooperates sincerely, which is closer to the situation he imagined. Because people like Chris are more inclined to pull up the team and use team strength to suppress others, and Liang Jingmo may be able to win alone.

In this way, the game where Nangong Qian is located should be a situation where no one wins, and in the end, only she can participate according to the rules. After all, the matter of "Nangong Qian lost" was confirmed by Yue Ming himself, and the host would not lie in this regard.

This result made Xiang Nanxing a little frustrated. Originally, he wanted to find out the number of people who were in the same game as Nangong Qian and won from here, and then see if he could find these people through other clues, so as to ask them about what happened during the game and prepare for what he was going to do next. But now it seems that he couldn't even take the first step, and the plan died directly.

"Trouble, can you only take one step at a time?" Xiang Nanxing muttered to himself.

At this moment, another voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"You look bothered. How can I help you? ”

This voice sounded a little familiar at first glance, but it suddenly sounded in this hall where no one was originally thought to be there, and the fright index soared directly to five stars, even Xiang Nanxing didn't have time to think about anything else. He instinctively turned around in a hurry, using the light of his phone to point that way, while his other hand was already raised to his chest in a defensive posture.

"Stop! Don't act rashly...... Ay? ”

He was only halfway through his bravado, and when he saw the other party clearly, Xiang Nanxing's tense expression suddenly relaxed. A crying and laughing expression appeared on his face for a moment, but a smile appeared honestly at the corner of his mouth.

Just now this person asked, "Is there anything I can do to help you?" Xiang Nanxing just wanted to nod vigorously now. Because in this current predicament, if God gives him the opportunity to summon someone to help him, his first choice will definitely be this guy in front of him.

"Long time no see!"

He smiled and shouted out the other party's name: "Liang, Jing, Mo!" ”

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