"I have to say that you still lack some control over the whole situation, and you are seriously inadequate in predicting development."

"That's true, I'm sorry."

It was a man and a woman, an old man and a young man, who spoke. The old one was an old man with fairy wind bones, who looked to be about seventy years old, wearing a loose black practice robe, sitting on a stone and shaking a fan leisurely, looking like an ordinary old man who had just finished Tai Chi in the park in the early morning.

However, the young woman standing beside him stood with her head bowed and her hands down, sweating with nervousness. Compared to the old man, she is obviously dressed much more professionally. The slim black suit is not only easy to move, but also indirectly sets off her beautiful figure, and the long hair tied behind her head also makes her look more capable, but in front of this casually dressed old man, she doesn't dare to come out, as if she has instantly become a primary school student.

In front of them was a laptop with a large screen, and in the center of the picture was Xiang Nanxing, who was talking to Qiao'er in the monitoring room. Due to the extremely high clarity of the picture, they can even see the things on the monitoring screen in front of Xiang Nanxing, which is equivalent to having Xiang Nanxing's vision at the same time, they can also take his own situation into their eyes.

When they said the above conversation, Xiang Nanxing happened to point out the wrong position of the bed in Qiao'er's room, and the latter quickly found the key to escape and disappeared from the surveillance footage. When the young woman saw Xiang Nanxing staring at the screen in a daze, the expression on her face suddenly changed slightly, and she opened her mouth slightly to say something.

"Nope."

The old man said lightly at this time, just blocking back the words that she had not yet spoken. He shook his fan and said slowly: "Everything is fate, you didn't guard against this situation at the beginning, which led to people taking advantage of it, this is his fate." How can you interfere? ”

Open and close your mouth is the number of fate, such a host is the only one, you don't need to ask to know that it must be the sixth host Huang Lao. And the hostess standing beside him was Shen Lingshuang, who had just persuaded Xiang Nanxing to participate in the game.

At this time, the two of them are monitoring the situation of the game venue through the host's dedicated system. The "eyes" of this system are a group of nano-scale flying robots with ultra-miniature cameras, which can theoretically sneak into any location to shoot. It's a pity that the situation of this villa is a bit special, its basement entrance is a thick steel door that can theoretically resist heavy machine gun bombardment, and the overall design is even tighter, and it can't flow into it if it is flooded. What's more, the earthquake just now also caused a lot of damage to the basement, and even if they entered the basement, it was difficult for them to find a way forward in the pile of bricks and rubble.

So now they can only see the situation on Xiang Nanxing's side, and understand the development of things through his perspective. Due to the difference in the amount of intelligence between the two sides, just when Xiang Nanxing was happy for Qiao'er's escape, Shen Lingshuang on the other side was deeply worried. If it weren't for Huang Lao to stop her, she would have been thinking about whether to give Xiang Nanxing a hint.

"Old Huang, you said that these are fates, but this game ......" Shen Lingshuang still wanted to fight for it, but the old man waved his hand and stopped her from saying it again.

"If you have to say those words, then the score of this assessment will be greatly reduced. Be cautious in your words and deeds. Huang Lao smiled at her, but there was already a hint of sternness in his tone, "Before this, you have actually done a good job." Sensing the movement of some players, he tried to stop the player's behavior before it crossed the line, especially in the end, through negotiations, turning a hopeless rescue into a game. Judging from the performance of this paragraph, whether it is insight and action, as well as this way of dealing with problems, you are close to a qualified host. ”

Shen Lingshuang didn't know how to answer, so she had to bow her head deeply to express her gratitude.

"Since it was drafted on an ad hoc basis and you don't have enough experience, it's understandable that there are mistakes and omissions in the rules. In addition, the main reason for this situation is the earthquake, the opponent is a temporary change of move, and you can't correct it in real time after drawing up the rules, and it is normal to fall behind. But as a host, interfering in the middle of the game and interfering in the game process is absolutely unacceptable. Huang Lao continued, "If you want to review, in fact, you should think of this possibility from the time you negotiate terms with the other party, and design corresponding rules to block the other party's space to play, so as to make both parties more fair." These requirements may be a bit too high for you, and some real hosts may not be able to do it. But I hope you can. ”

"Yes." Shen Lingshuang replied respectfully, but there was still a trace of worry on his face, "But this player ......"

"Even if you don't interfere, he won't necessarily be finished." Huang Lao said lightly, "It just so happens that I only met him not long ago, and in my opinion, he doesn't look like a short-lived person." You're right to choose him to be your rescuer this time. ”

As soon as he heard his words, Shen Lingshuang couldn't help but smile bitterly. Not again. This old-timer has experience and strength, and he is amiable and does not put on a show at all, and everything is good, but he is inexplicably superstitious about some ethereal things, and even hangs them on his lips all day long, and the whole person has become chattering. If you can really know when this person will die by looking at the face, then why do they players have to struggle in the game, anyway, everything is fate.

But then again, that sister also said something similar at the beginning, saying that it would definitely be okay to choose him as this rescuer, but even if two senior hosts said so, Shen Lingshuang was still a little uneasy in her heart.

She was thinking about whether to find a way to secretly send the key hint to Xiang Nanxing, but Huang Lao suddenly sighed. She looked at the screen reflexively, but saw that Xiang Nanxing had already left the monitoring panel, frowned, and paced around the room with her hands behind her back, looking thoughtful.

"He kind of felt it." Huang Lao smiled.

He smiled meaningfully, but Xiang Nanxing on the other side of the picture didn't have the leisure of a leisurely conversation like theirs.

That's it...... Cleared?

Xiang Nanxing stared blankly at the empty surveillance screen in front of him, and his brain was still a little unable to react. It's been almost a minute since Qiao'er climbed into the ventilation duct, and he's still a little confused. His instincts told him that things would never be that simple, and that the murderer who didn't know where to lurk must have his own plans. However, the reality is that the more than ten surveillance images are calm, and the microphones placed at each scene have not captured any unusual sounds. If the killer notices their actions, they will definitely stop Qiao'er from escaping halfway...... But he didn't.

What's the situation? Could it be that in the earthquake just now...... The murderer himself was crushed to death by a stone?

Gradually relaxing from the nervous mood, Xiang Nanxing didn't know what he should do for a while. It is common sense that the exit of the ventilation duct should lead to the outdoors, and Qiao'er escaped through this pipe, most likely by climbing out of a small hole in a corner of the villa's exterior wall. In this case, what he should do is to leave here alone and meet Qiao'er outside.

However, when it cannot be confirmed, he left without authorization, didn't he play the role of a "rescuer" at all? In the end, all he had done so far was to point out a detail for Qiao'er that she hadn't noticed yet, even without him, the other party would look up at the ceiling sooner or later, and sooner or later he would have noticed the problem with the vents.

Or is the biggest meaning of coming in to lure away the murderer for her? So where is this murderer at this time? The problem is coming back to you.

Although it seemed that the customs clearance was imminent, Xiang Nanxing's heart felt that he could never let go. He always felt like he was overlooking something important in the process, and despite the fact that the earthquake was absolutely unexpected for everyone, even the hosts, it made a game that was expected to be difficult so easy that it felt impossible to think about it. This hesitation even made him lose his previous ability to think calmly, and it was not until he was confused for several minutes that he remembered Qiao'er's last words.

I'll go to you right now. That's what she said.

"So to avoid missing out, I should wait here for her and leave together." Xiang Nanxing was finally able to determine his next move, and the whole person suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. However, in the next second, his pupils suddenly constricted!

He finally understood what was wrong with him! It is because of such "unreasonableness" that he has been ignoring Qiao'er's last sentence intentionally or unintentionally before this.

Why did Qiao'er go to him? According to common sense, it should be agreed to go out together, right? It's possible to catch your own killer before you encounter it in the villa, and although it is possible to encounter it outdoors, after all, the space is much larger, and the chances of hiding and running are much greater than indoors. What's more, the ventilation ducts generally lead to the outdoors, is she planning to go out and come back?

Moreover, she said as if she knew exactly where Xiang Nanxing was. Of course, a villa is generally a monitoring room, and Xiang Nanxing was able to talk to her just now, obviously in the monitoring room. But the problem is that Qiao'er claimed to have been brought in from the outside, and she woke up once in the middle when she entered the basement.

How did she know that there was a monitoring room on the third floor?

Of course, this may also be just the unintentional words of the girl who subconsciously wants to get close to the person she trusts on the way out of the predicament, and what Xiang Nanxing just thought about is purely over-interpretation. However, the more he thought of the previous details, the more his heart fell, especially when he recalled the scene when Qiao'er left at the end, cold sweat could not suppress the wetting of his entire back.

Qiao'er's visual inspection is only about 1.5 meters at most, and the person who is tall and strong enough to stop her and carry her on her shoulder, according to the comparison that she was desperately lifting with her hand at that time, is at least more than 1.9 meters, 40 centimeters taller than her.

However, she stepped on the top of the iron frame bed forty or fifty centimeters high, and with a single lift of her hands, she could reach the top and remove the vent baffle. In other words, the ceiling height of the room in the picture is about two meters and thirty.

For a tall man of 1.9 meters, this height is not even able to raise his hands straight, let alone use torture instruments such as leather whips. Would such a room really be used by him as a torture room?

Or is it ......

Xiang Nanxing was chilled, and at this moment, the sharp voice sounded behind him.

"What are you doing?"

He turned his head slowly, and Qiao'er was standing in the doorway, smiling sweetly at him.

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