readx;? Chapter 59: When Peace Eve Departs

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My body was falling, and the experience was the same as bungee jumping, slowly falling from a very high position, and it was like going from being a captain to despair.

Under the illumination of the light, everyone subconsciously held their breath, without any color of gas, but was exposed to the harmonious sunlight.

If they could get out of here, everyone should be comfortable enjoying the daylight, but now they are extremely cautious about even speaking.

"Last words, I think you're dead, so let's talk less, hmm......"

Qian Duoduo's speech represents the position of some people.

The inhalation of the gas makes us realize that the time is short, and there are about ten minutes, and when we notice that the effects of dizziness are intensifying, it means that the factor of that gas really starts to work.

Strictly speaking, before realizing the problem and falling asleep completely, the time to add up to think completely calmly, that is, the golden five minutes without being disturbed, is now.

"My last words are just in case, and if I can, of course I hope to live to the end, and that's true for each of you, whether it's lying or disguising your identity, what's right and wrong. ”

It seems that because of the influence of the gas, my personality has also become a little sentimental.

brush, and Shang Zhiyuan's eyes, I can't continue to think about it at all, I know very well that what I say will become a handle and a loophole for attack, but my opinion remains the same.

The Weeper is not necessarily evil, he is just like us, just as an ordinary person on a plane and coming to this damn flight.

And this thinking will be the key to opening a new door for me!

"You said that weepers are not evil, but why do they ...... Why kill us? ”

Liu Nian subconsciously put on glasses, it seems to be the limit of emotional changes, schizophrenia also has a characteristic, every patient will face it in their own way, or to escape.

It also depends entirely on which personality they rely more on.

"Justice. ”

When I uttered such shocking words, when everyone was less than a minute away from falling asleep, I was also greatly touched in my heart.

"Of course it's a kind of justice, if it's from the perspective of forcing the game, if you don't deliberately decide that they should die here, they should be treated as outliers, and even eaten away by those so-called good identities a little bit. ”

I smiled, people know how to laugh at themselves, and they begin to accept their pathetic side.

"So, killing people is just a forced move, aren't we the same, old man, when you killed someone, you were far from being as honest as Wang Qiang, at least he could face his fate as an executioner, but you can't. ”

Words full of meaning seem to be nonsense at the other end, or maybe they have discovered something, and I understand that when everyone's heads are drowsy and blank, all that can be recalled is the pale answer.

"Amen ......"

In my sleep, I saw the shuttle white shadows, which seemed to be mixed with colorful symbols, like a fairy tale full of interesting scenes, those represent our lives, I don't know why there is such a conjecture.

Snort, a heavy fall, in the rain of blood and light, I saw the people who kept falling, those black symbols were so monotonous, but they went so deep into the enemy, slaughtering the angels who didn't look like demons to each other.

Passing by only made me accept it in this form, but it is understandable, God's legions split into two, logged in human form on this plane, and engaged in a frantic battle with each other.

There were no bullets and gunsmoke, but they were full of brutal battles.

Suddenly, at that moment, I saw a strong dazzling light, jumping in front of my eyes, not black, not white, but incomparably brilliant and full of gray figures.

Such familiar curves, familiar faces, if it weren't clear in a dream, I would have called out her name.

But that figure doesn't seem to even want to leave a good memory in a dream.

"It's a shame, I just look like my sister......"

Yes!!

Smiling, piercing the last of my consciousness in my sleep.

If dreams are also reality, and reality is just a dream, is the world when I wake up real or false?

It's really an intriguing question, and I also feel that Xia Ling's sister may not really exist in the game, as a kind of prophecy for the future time period.

Maybe I'll really make it to win this game alive and meet her on another stage.

But I still don't understand, what does this have to do with this game, or is it a meaningless dream......

"It's okay for you, every time you wake up, you react so much, it's a shame that you're still the captain, the first to know our identity. ”

Liu Nian, that guy, with a hint of ridicule on his face, gave me a fierce and friendly whip like this.

"What, I'm just...... It just happened to be a nightmare. ”

Fortunately, I'm still alive, and this is the first good news I've faced, and in every sense, I've been stockpiled with the aura of captain until now, which is indeed gratifying.

Unfortunately, others don't think the same way as Liu Nian.

"Now, you're missing an explanation, Captain. ”

This kind of unkind tone did not only appear in Qian Duoduo's mouth, including the two children, who all looked at my face, watched my every breath and movement, and showed a reaction called horror.

Why?

I'm sure I'm going to give a satisfactory answer, of course I know I'm full of suspicions, but that's my self-deprecating analysis, if the captain is likely to be the murderer, then every other identity on the plane is also possible.

I didn't fight back in anger and childishness just because I was blamed, but it was based entirely on the fact that most players were not very good at expressing their opinions and choosing who to vote for.

"I think you're in a bit of trouble this time. ”

Wang Qiang also showed a very regretful expression, as if to tell me, brother, I also want to help you, but it ends here.

He's definitely not going to vote for me, probably not, and now it's really white-hot, and it's not far from the final decisive round.

"Of course it's troublesome, it's the person who has killed you, boy, the one you call a demon, and the one who killed your beloved female forensic doctor, you wish they all went to hell now. ”

Shang Zhiyuan looked at me with interest.

Looking at all the people who found the blood on my arm, I followed their gaze and realized that there were already unnamed clues on the ground.

Those dazzling spots, the blood-colored tracks, including the clues that are so consistent with the old man's body, if I hadn't personally participated in the erasure, no one would have believed that I would still have a positive and good identity.

That's right, it's so helpless, the gray person I have always been not optimistic about, the priest who used to stand between black and white, actually left us like this.

The old man died.

There wasn't much expression, his eyes were wide open, surprised, and at the same time he seemed to be very stable, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

A suspicious person left, but I couldn't be happier.

"So, you are right to suspect me, just because of the previous round of speeches, just because Xia Ling died, and he was also standing on the PK stage, so do you think I must be resentful?"

Hatred?

Hehe, it's an eternal topic.