"The big rabbit is sick, the second rabbit will see, the third rabbit will buy medicine, and the fourth rabbit will boil ......"

The man hummed a nursery rhyme, and his walking pace was very brisk, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was bouncing. The pair of black leather shoes sometimes jumped on the dirt road, and sometimes mischievously kicked the weeds on the side of the road, which looked a little childish fun of a primary school student's spring outing.

It's just a little song in his mouth, which is really not friendly when you listen to it.

"Five rabbits died, six rabbits carried, seven rabbits dug pits, and eight rabbits buried ......"

He casually sang a somewhat scary nursery rhyme, and walked briskly along the path at the edge of the woods. The former No. 2 host and current trainee host Makoto Matsumoto is in a good mood at this time.

Just over two hours ago, he had made the next recording and left the venue. If you want to count it, it's almost time for the results to come out, Matsumoto Makoto guessed the expression that the man might have shown at this time, and his heart couldn't help but be filled with joy and curiosity.

What does it look like? I'd love to go back and see it.

He tried to suppress his desire to turn back, constantly telling himself that there were more important things to do and more important places to go at the moment, so he escaped from that boring place early. Matsumoto Makoto knew that once he went back, the moment he saw Xiang Nanxing's expression, he would know all the changes that had occurred in the other party's heart.

It would completely wipe out the few pleasures he had at this time.

Like the reason he left from there, just because it was too boring. While still in the helicopter, he observes the players who are attracted by the supply crates, and then the auction game, where every detail of each player does not escape his eyes, and he can see the unique personality and tendencies of each player, as well as his most fatal weakness.

Matsumoto finally confirmed that every step of his plan was accurate, and then recorded the two recordings, leaving the beginning of the script and the ending of the script there in advance.

Saivi must have triggered the first trap due to impulse, and under the dual attack of poison gas and electric shock, he will only end up dead. And then there is Saiguang, who is more cautious on the surface, but is actually extremely dependent on the eldest brother in the depths of his spirit, and because of the painful death of the eldest brother, he will fall into madness, and such a performance will cause a latent panic among the players, even those who have the opportunity to start seeing through the truth of the puzzle will not be able to muster up the courage to speak their minds at this stage.

In this case, Saiguang will touch the second switch and eventually die. At the same time, in the process of solving the puzzle, the players will discover the potential escape passage, although they will choose not to touch the trap for the time being out of caution, but as the second victim appears, the apparently calm Ye Hua will eventually collapse, desperately trying to rush into the passage, and because of the panic leading to suspicion, refusing anyone's advice.

And then become the third victim.

After that, one of the most crucial puzzles is solved. There are three people left, two bullets, and the contradiction between this one and the hint will effectively trigger associations, and people can't help but contrast it with the three indicators that lit up at that time. Chris will continue to play dumb in order to get the most advantageous bystander position, but Xiang Nanxing and Sukhoi will be caught in an inevitable dark battle at this time. The former should have seen through everything in vain at this point in time, and at the same time knew that he had missed the best time to speak, while the latter, at this time, would be occupied by a sense of insecurity and become the last fully manipulated puppet present.

Chris will judge the threat level of the two and make the right decision. The puppet eventually died, but his death would also cut Xiang Nanxing's originally fragile nerves hard. Nine times out of ten, it will be Chris's questioning, plus the second recording that Matsumoto himself left in advance. If all went well, it would have completely destroyed the man's hard-earned belief that had been put together in the sea, though the makeshift thing was originally a sandcastle by the sea, no matter how solid it looked on the outside and how grand the design was, it would collapse all if a big wave came by.

And then what happens?

I don't know.

That's Matsumoto's last pleasure at this time.

He knew that Qiu Banxia had already been asked by "someone" to observe the situation of this reliable teammate, and he also knew that Qiu Banxia would definitely not be able to catch up - when he left, Qiu Banxia had not yet arrived, and that was already her last plug in the phone meeting. Then the game started, and it was impossible for her, as the host, to break the rules and intervene in it, and it was even impossible for her to let the killer girl affect the game from the side. By the time they can make a move, it's game over and the dust is settled.

But what else could they do at that time? One is a killer, the other is just a host who is bound by the code, and none of them are good at mending other people's hearts, not to mention that this kind of thing originally depends on the parties themselves.

It was up to the man to get back up from the ashes. Matsumoto knew that although there might be less than a 1 percent chance, if someone could get back on his feet in that state, even if he only recovered enough to play again, he would undoubtedly be stronger than before, both mentally and talentedly.

And maybe this person can bring him more fun then.

"But it seems like there's something else coming to your door right now." Makoto Matsumoto sneered. He smelled something strange in the air. Right ahead, there were people waiting for him.

He stopped, put away his hands that had been flicking happily, and inserted them into his trouser pockets reservedly, and smoothed his somewhat disheveled hair on the way. In a second, he changed from the image of a little crazy big kid back to the cold host. Then he stood in the middle of the path, not looking up, but standing quietly for a while.

After a while, there was still silence all around. Matsumoto's brows furrowed slightly, but he still said in a very ordinary tone: "Since I've stopped, it means that your plan has also gone bankrupt, so don't you consider coming out and meeting in person?" ”

No one answered, and the guys who were lurking in the shadows seemed to be very shrewd and patient enough to be the kind of people who would be lured out by such words. In fact, just imagine that they are going to ambush a host who was once in the forefront, even if they gather forces to occupy a favorable position and seize the perfect time to make a move, the possibility of success is still limited. Now that the opportunity has been lost, if you lose your geographical advantage because of your rash appearance, I am afraid that you will not be able to escape the fate of being harvested in the end.

They were probably secretly praying that Matsumoto would make a detour so that both sides could avoid a pointless fight. For the host's side, the current matter is not particularly urgent, and it is undoubtedly easier to avoid this place where the murderous aura cannot be hidden, and it is probably more time-saving than cleaning up and passing again. For those who ambush, it is a relief to avoid a battle with a very low chance of victory, although it will not be able to kill the target.

It's just that in this way, Matsumoto Makoto's appearance of shouting loudly at this time is a little embarrassing. He stood for a while, then shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly.

"Well, I'll go by myself."

He still kept his hands in his pockets, and he took a step without hesitation. At this moment, the fourteen hearts in front of them stopped beating almost at the same time.

This guy is crazy! It's really here!

It was only in the midst of a brief panic that one person was the first to come back to his senses. This is a matter of course, because this man is the equivalent of the leader of the entire team, and his calmness is the biggest hole card that makes him strong enough to lead the others. At that moment, his utterly fearless voice rang through everyone's headphones.

"Everyone, pay attention, concentrate, the target is about to enter the predetermined location, ready to start the action! Since the other party wants to give it a try, let's follow the predetermined plan! ”

He adjusted his pitch slightly, allowing it to rise slightly. After all, what followed was a high-spirited and encouraging paragraph, and as a leader, he knew that the ups and downs of morale could directly determine the outcome of a battle. He said impassionedly: "Although I don't know where this host is, no matter how powerful the host is, he is still a human after all." If it's human, it's ......"

"If he is a man, he will die, and he will not have one more life than us. There are so many of us, and we are fully prepared, are we still afraid of just one person? ”

The next words came out of the headphones, and it was really exciting just to see the content. But he froze, for though the words were on his lips and exactly what he had thought, he had not yet uttered them.

The others froze, too, because at this moment, they heard a very different voice. The person who reacted first looked at the center of the encirclement in shock, only to see that the host had taken out his right hand in his pocket at some point, leaning against his mouth, and there seemed to be a small black instrument in his palm.

"When you encounter something unexpected, your first instinct is to use communication to unify your beliefs...... This kind of layman's thinking is really easy to guess, and I can crack it with one click, just search for nearby signals. You can't do it. ”

The voice coming out of their headphones was that of a lazy teenager, as if he had just woken up from sleep, and he couldn't even get up his energy. However, at this time, they were like falling into an ice cellar, and the fighting spirit that had been gradually ignited by the words of the leader was completely extinguished at this time.

Some of them were alert, and they were already thinking of running away.

Seeing that the situation seemed to be about to be reversed because of this sentence, the leader couldn't hold back any longer. He grabbed the headset tightly with a trembling hand and shouted, "Don't panic, this is just an invasion of the line, in fact, we still have an advantage......"

He still couldn't finish it. The host, who exuded an ominous aura, cut off his line at this moment, and no matter how much he fiddled with the headset, he couldn't recover. During this period, the lazy voice continued to say on the public channel: "And the brother who spoke just now, I advise you to reconsider the last sentence and think carefully about what you want to say......

The second half of the sentence seems to have a bit of a overlapping effect, and at the same time, the sound of several people gasping for air is heard. The leader was slightly stunned, then suddenly reacted and looked anxiously at the place in the center of the encirclement. It was empty at this time, and the host disappeared into the dirt path like a ghost at the moment when he was distracted by the headset.

And just then, he heard the last paragraph of that sentence.

"After all, these are your last words."

The voice was right behind him.

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