Of course, Yuan Yi refused to reveal his golden finger to trigger keywords, but everyone's bad ideas couldn't be suppressed, and they had to guess the words one by one to achieve their goal.

Yan Cheng: "Are you laughing? Laughing, smiling?"

His voice is calm and calm, but his tears have not been wiped away, his eyelashes are still a little wet, no matter what he says, he looks like a fragile beauty pretending to be strong.

Zhong Jiuyin rolled his eyes to glance at him, listening to Ai Yuanyuan happily pick up the second guess according to his words.

"Sing? Sing loudly, sing youth?"

Yuan Yidu shook his head.

Zhong Jiuyin touched his eyebrows and followed a similar sentence: "Call? Screaming, screaming?"

Everyone used the ranking, Liang knew that it was not good to fall, and guessed: "Run? Run, run around?"

"No, don't waste time guessing, let's go through the plot." Yuan Yi didn't want to be guessed, so he quickly interrupted their speculation and pushed one person with one hand to urge them to get back to the point.

"Ai Yuanyuan's plot went wrong, we still have to think carefully about what key characters and key clues are in the follow-up, time waits for no one, it's good to end it early."

He pushed Liang Zhi and Zhong Jiuyin.

Yan Cheng's coffee position is too big, there is a natural sense of distance between them, and Yuan Yi doesn't dare to make jokes and make small moves casually.

Ai Yuanyuan is a girl, and he is embarrassed to push and pull if she is not very familiar with the relationship, Zhong Jiuyin is different, her hair is casual, and she is the best person to joke and deal with.

Yuan Yi gently pushed her, and she leaned back slightly, as if she was being pushed by him.

The movement of holding her hands remained unchanged, and she said slowly: "There is a next store in this village, anyway, you can always guess it, the program team can't get a gold finger that can't be activated to come out and play, right?"

He didn't know why, his heart was bubbling with joy like opening sparkling water, and he said with a smile, "Sister Yin, let me go, it's bad luck to draw this golden finger——"

As if begging for mercy in a slightly prolonged voice, Zhong Jiuyin ate this, tilted his head and raised his eyebrows at him: "What does it matter to you who are unlucky, I am not unlucky."

They have a very harmonious atmosphere of talking and laughing, and Liang Zhi was also pushed by Yuan Yi, and he couldn't find a chance to interject.

But it's good not to interject, and he doesn't want to talk too much. It's someone else...

Liang Zhi glanced at Yan Cheng, and quickly retracted his gaze.

Yan Cheng didn't have any other expression on his face, nor did he look at Zhong Jiuyin and Yuan Yi, he walked normally, and when he encountered the fake corpse in the way, he would lower his eyes and glance at it, and then step over and continue walking.

It's normal, but Liang Zhi always felt that the corners of his inner lips might be pursed in displeasure.

"It's true that everyone is wearing masks, I don't know if the murderer has it, the mask should be a clue." Ai Yuanyuan walked next to Yan Cheng and said.

Her mind is on the game, and compared to the other four, it can be said that she is very pure, and she doesn't want to think about it.

Listen to the words of the variety show technician more, Zhong Jiuyin lowered his head to look at the masks of the dummies around him, and patted his hand on Yuan Yi's arm to ask him to take it back.

Yuan Yi stopped, he was a head taller than Zhong Jiuyin, and peeked out from behind her, his chin seemed to be resting on her shoulder, and it looked like it was close to her from the front and back.

In fact, there is space between two people where one more person can stand.

….

"What's that corpse in the middle?"

Zhong Jiuyin squatted down, picked up the thing with two fingers, shook it, and then wiped the "blood" off the dummy's clothes, and shook it in the light.

Yan Cheng squatted down next to her, slightly bent his index finger to hold the object underneath, looked at it, and said, "Communicator."

The "blood" on the communicator hadn't been wiped off completely, and his hand was stained, and the red was very obvious on the slender and clean fingertips.

"This person is a staff member on the cruise ship," Yan Cheng said, turning the communicator again, looking at the aptainster label on it, and then said, "It's the captain..."

Zhong Jiuyin looked at him, shook the communicator, and hit him on the knuckles, telling him to let go.

Yan Cheng paused, glanced at her, and continued after letting go of his words

Say:

"The captain is the top executive of the cruise ship and will attend the social events on board so that passengers can get to know him better."

Ai Yuanyuan thought seriously, "So the captain is also dead. But what clues does his death give us? Let's find this communicator?"

Yuan Yi speculated: "It is also possible that we need to make sure that the people on the cruise ship have died to the five of us, and then we will confirm that the murderer is indeed among us."

Ai Yuanyuan retorted, "What's the use of making sure about this now? It's just for us to discover the communicator."

"Not necessarily... Right?" Liang Zhi whispered, "Actually, I don't think there's any need for the murderer to pretend to be a good person in us. With only a few people left and no police, the situation is not threatening at all."

Zhong Jiuyin moved his gaze to him, staring at Liang Zhi's scalp tightened, and he was about to stutter again.

"What, how? Any questions, questions?"

"No," she tossed the communicator to Yuan Yi, rubbing the red liquid on her fingers against the corpse's clothes, and then lifted her chin, "Makes sense, go on."

Her posture was like that of a bandit leader, Liang Zhi continued honestly.

"In this case, the murderer disguised himself as a good person and didn't want to be discovered, perhaps because we were a threat to him. Even if he wanted to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, he couldn't directly suppress them by force in the face of the other four people.

Therefore, we can only disguise ourselves as a good person to sow discord, choose a scapegoat, and let us force that person to death together to reduce the number of threats to him."

Zhong Jiuyin looked him up and down: "It's a little smart."

is slightly inferior to her stunning genius.

Liang Zhi smiled embarrassedly.

Yan Cheng thought thoughtfully: "If this is the case, then the murderer's force value should not be high, or very weak, and there should not be much suspicion so far."

When the words fell, he looked at Zhong Jiuyin.

Zhong Jiuyin immediately turned his head: "Look at *** what? Am I weak?"

As he spoke, he raised his cuffs and showed off his muscles to show off his strength.

Yan Cheng: "...... You're not weak, but the character you draw is weak."

Although he thinks that the identity of the random selection is really not suitable, their roles should be reversed, and her image is obviously more suitable for the profession of chef.

The chef flips the spoon and she picks the pot.

Of course, Zhong Jiuyin didn't admit it: "Why is the painter weak? What if the field of painting I am involved in requires strength?"

Yan Cheng showed a look of willingness to hear the details: "What field, for example?"

「…… There are so many areas that I won't explain them all here."

Yan Cheng didn't let her go: "If you can't summarize it, you can show it." Can be invited to the banquet of the cruise painting ball, should it be realistic? Oil paintings?"

She rolled her eyes and found another reason: "No tools, no display."

"That's a shame I didn't get a chance to see the painting you worked so." Yan Cheng looked at her deeply.

She waved her hand perfunctorily: "Just regret it in your heart. I'm a good person anyway, that's the truth. Also, there are weaker people here—"

Her two eyes stared at Liang Zhi like a wolf.

(End of chapter)

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