Zhong Jiuyin could only come out to testify.

"He really doesn't have the time to commit the crime."

Seeing that the suspicion might come back to him, Liang Zhi immediately identified the other two people.

"That's one of you, such as Yuan Yi who threatened to buy Ai Yuanyuan. The musician's hippie smile may be a disguise, and the writer is so timid and scared that he will not dare to say it if he is threatened. ”

Ai Yuanyuan didn't rush to prove her innocence, and praised Liang Zhi first: "You are good, the analysis is right, I thought you really had a blank brain and stuttered when you were nervous." ”

Liang Zhi stretched out a finger and pushed the glasses frame on the bridge of his nose, and smiled embarrassedly: "The situation is different, I am indeed prone to stumbling if I am not good at coping." ”

When others think about it, it's true.

In the first issue, I read the shameful lines of the hot mouth, and I guess I have to stutter twice on anyone.

Zhong Jiuyin's three inquiries, as well as the questions asked in the interview about who is good and who is bad, he was unable to cope with it, so he naturally stammered.

Ai Yuanyuan looked at him for about ten seconds as if she knew him again, and said, "Then it seems that you are very good at playing normal brain games." ”

As long as he doesn't perform an embarrassing plot and doesn't test his awkward brain teaser, he can play the IQ of a normal adult man.

Liang Zhi also smiled, and his white-skinned silver-framed glasses made him a little shy: "It's not good either." ”

Ai Yuanyuan was noncommittal, and turned back to business the next second: "But Yuan Yi and I are indeed innocent, we didn't say a word after we hid, and just stuck on the door and listened to the sound." According to the role, he doesn't seem to be suspicious at the moment. ”

If you want to talk about the role, the most suspicious person is Yan Cheng.

Yan Cheng said bluntly: "It's not me." Bad people are not necessarily murderers, and good people are not necessarily innocent. ”

Ai Yuanyuan looked at everyone meaningfully.

"If the chef is the murderer in the end, it can only be said that Brother Yan Cheng's acting skills are really good. If the killer is someone else... Then everyone must be a master of playing werewolf killing. ”

I thought it was a game and a story of four rookies, but I didn't expect everyone to hide it.

Yuan Yi: "... I didn't hide it, I was a little uneasy after the indiscriminate number. ”

He said this with a smile, and as he spoke, he flicked his hair, and pulled the sweaty broken hair from the corners of his forehead to irrigate the wind, which was indescribably flamboyant and handsome.

It's a little different from the appearance of every time she calls her Sister Yin, and you can see that this is his real appearance.

Zhong Jiuyin looked at it twice, and after reading it, he turned his gaze casually, and then glanced at Yan Chenggang's eyes that had just been withdrawn.

When the eyes are moving, the eyelashes tremble lightly, and the thin lips are lightly pursed, which is very fragile and fragile.

Ah, sure enough, it's the fragile things that attract more attention.

No wonder the last time it rained, I passed by a flower shop, and the owner hurriedly moved the weak and beautiful little white flowers into the house.

Mothers are more concerned about old and sick children, she thought nonsense.

Back to business.

The plot can't be added here, and everyone's speculation has not made much progress, and the more you analyze, the more limited it becomes.

At this time, Ai Yuanyuan raised her hand and said that she wanted to use the gold finger.

So far, there have been no OOC warnings, and the presence of personal scripts and gold fingers is not high, and everyone almost forgot about it.

Yuan Yi asked: "Can your golden finger directly help lock up the murderer?" ”

Ai Yuanyuan let out a "hmm", smiled sweetly, and pointed to Chris's corpse in the corner.

"You can give us a hint if you can't speak."

Zhong Jiuyin raised his eyebrows: "Psychic? Or the Conjuring? ”

Liang Zhi got goosebumps: "This is a modern suspense drama, how can there be such a thing?" ”

Zhong Jiuyin: "Who knows." ”

Isn't there a woman in the drama of modern life?

Curious about the role of Ai Yuanyuan's golden finger, everyone gathered around and stood beside the prop Chris.

It was dim in the corners, especially since they were huddled together blocking the only source of light.

Ai Yuanyuan wanted to find something to use as a medium to use the golden finger, touched the ketchup in her hand for a long time, and touched the mask that Chris was hanging on her body, making a noise that startled everyone.

Ai Yuanyuan: "No, I have to get some light." ”

She was going to find the program team to borrow a light source or something, but after she said this, Zhong Jiuyin answered casually: "Okay." ”

Ai Yuanyuan: "? What lines? ”

Zhong Jiuyin: "Light, you want light, I say okay." ”

Then she lowered her head and poked at the smart armband, and the next second there was a burst of bright light on her arm, which stabbed people and quickly closed their eyes.

The upgraded smart armband also comes with its own function introduction——

"Basic consumable cheats are in use."

"Name: A Light That Illuminates Hope."

"Instructions for use: On the premise that others take the initiative to say that they need hope and need light, click to use the light for three minutes."

Others: "......"

Ai Yuanyuan: "It's so casual." ”

Yuan Yi: "It's so sloppy. ”

Liang Zhi: "Okay... Good and practical. ”

Yan Cheng still closed his eyes to adapt to the brightness, and also lined up to follow the trend: "It's so dazzling." ”

Zhong Jiuyin pointed the light at Chris's corpse, and covered half of the light point with his fingers: "Is this okay?" Pretty Yuanyuan, hurry up, it's only three minutes at a time. ”

"Right now, right now."

The corner was illuminated, and Ai Yuanyuan held Chris's shoulder and called out affectionately.

"Chris, Chris, help us."

Zhong Jiuyin: "It turned out to be a conjuring spirit." ”

Liang Zhi: "... No way? Is he going to speak? ”

A dummy, oh no, a fake corpse, is also scary to suddenly speak.

But I listened to the smart armband on Ai Yuanyuan's arm broadcast the gold finger function-

"Functional cheat triggering successful."

"Name: Time Travel."

"Instructions: Read the name of the deceased person and ask him for help to receive a video of the minute before death. The principal finger is limited to two uses. ”

Zhong Jiuyin immediately looked at Ai Yuanyuan with envy.

It's also a golden finger.,Why is she a small light bulb for night lighting.,It's irrelevant to the plot.,Other people's are so effective?

It's really the life of each character that becomes a foregone conclusion at the moment of card drawing, and Ai Yuanyuan is obviously the lucky one in this issue.

The effect of the golden finger was read out, and Ai Yuanyuan happened to find a mobile phone under Chris's left hand.

That's the medium through which Goldfinger comes into play, and clicking on a black video inside is the last minute of Chris's death.

The sound was turned to the highest level, and everyone came closer to take a look.

In the picture, Chris, played by the staff, has been seriously injured and slumped in the corner, although he can't see the subtle expressions in the dark, his weak and frightened voice can be heard.

"Why are you doing that?"

"So many people, so many people, you..."

"Someone's coming this way..."

There was a faint shout in the background, more than one person. Chris was ecstatic, and was about to speak when a hand covered his mouth and nose.

The hand was hidden in the dark, and it was impossible to see the size of the palm clearly, and because the picture was unstable, it was impossible to tell whose hand it was.

Chris, who was already seriously injured, quickly stopped breathing, and the man hurried away.

The video is suddenly reversed, presumably the phone slipping off, and the camera is aimed right in the direction the person left, capturing an important feature.

Ai Yuanyuan: "It's the heel of leather shoes!" The murderer is a man! ”

Quack, quack, quack

In the future, you will see - brave and wild, illiterate× who want to welcome and refuse to fish