Although the packaging slogan is a bit shameful, the first half of the sentence is very attractive.

Zhong Jiuyin still chose to eat, and took it apart with some kind of secret thought-

It's actually a few big pills that don't slip away.

When you take a bite, the nuts inside are crunchy and a little delicious.

She took a bite of a black sesame ball in her mouth, and then stood up and walked around the table for half a circle, collecting some snacks that looked delicious.

Yuan Yi didn't care about picking by herself, helped her take a few of the selected ones and put them on her seat, and rummaged through them to discuss the deliciousness with her.

"I've eaten this, it's very spicy, so I don't want to try it."

"This is okay, the satay-flavored shredded meat is generally accepted."

"Sister Yin, don't you like to eat dried sweet potatoes? Here it is. ”

Coupled with a few words muttered by Ai Yuanyuan and Liang Zhi, the sound of talking and the sound of pinching the bag rustling were combined, and it was very lively.

Yan Cheng came back from communicating with the people in the program team behind the camera, and saw the four of them next to each other, talking and laughing and picking snacks.

Zhong Jiuyin and Yuan Yi's arms were almost together.

He walked over alone and stood beside them.

Zhong Jiuyin raised his head to look at him, and he asked, "Do you have any recommendations?" I ate the kind that worked better. ”

The movement of lowering his eyes made him look a bit of a lonely beauty.

What he said worked, and it reminded Zhong Jiuyin of the fact that he once fainted on the side of the road.

It's really a fragile display, and if you eat less, you can be dizzy.

"Well," she said, pointing to her bag of black sesame balls, "it smells good." ”

He said "um" and went back to listen to the recommendations of others.

Ai Yuanyuan gave him two high-calorie chocolates, a sacred sweet that people with low blood sugar can regain blood if they eat a little.

Yuan Yi and Liang Zhi also have recommendations.

They more or less all know about Yan Cheng's low blood sugar, although they have not picked up a fainted beautiful man on the side of the road, but they also know a little bit about watching barrage and netizens digging deep in each episode.

So the recommendations are all high-energy.

Yan Cheng listened carefully, politely said thank you, and put the things in his hands.

After sitting down, open a black sesame ball and eat it.

It's really mellow.

The words "The Secret of Thick Hair" were written on the bag, and he smoothed out the torn folds, thinking that she liked to eat this kind of thing.

Everyone picked about the same, and each found a place to sit down and chat while eating, and the subtle sound of the wrapping paper being torn apart continued, like the background sound of chatting.

"I just looked around," said Ai Yuanyuan, "and the kitchen utensils and knives here are all equipped, a complete set, and nothing is missing." ”

Yuan Yi swallowed a dried cranberry and said, "The murderer brought the knife himself?" Or are there other places on the cruise ship where knives are used? ”

After speaking, he gave Zhong Jiuyin the two dried fruits that felt the biggest when he pinched them, paused, and distributed two to the others as if covering up.

"It tastes pretty good." He smiled sheepishly.

Zhong Jiuyin was like two bags of local delicacies thrown by a good passerby, and he was given a handful of macadamia nuts in exchange with courtesy.

This thing has a thick shell and little meat, and the effect of smashing people is greater than eating it in her mouth, and she is really impatient to pry it open.

"There shouldn't be anywhere else on a cruise ship where knives are used. For the time being, I think the murderer brought a knife himself, but why did he bring a knife on a cruise ship? Yan Cheng lowered his head and tore open the second black pill, and said in a steady tone.

"Are you going to come up and kill someone?" Zhong Jiuyin sat crookedly, holding a pack of seaweed rolls in his hand propped up on the table, and his heart shook and pinched.

She just has something to say, and listens without anything, and the focus is still on eating.

The seaweed was dismantled, and a strange smell rushed into the nose. Her face turned hideous for a second, and she quickly pulled out one and stuffed it into her mouth.

As the saying goes, don't define the taste of food by what you smell, and she's willing to give this bag of snacks a chance to be found beautiful.

I ate one, didn't smash it, knew the smell, and stuffed another one.

Eating one by one, the sound of clicking clearly reached the ears of the people next to him.

Yan Cheng searched for a pile of snacks and found a bag of the same thing, mixed it with yogurt and ate it.

All four of them spoke, and Liang Zhi should be in order, but Ai Yuanyuan's thoughts were like a tide, and she quickly picked it up again, overpowering Liang Zhi's slow voice.

"Since you are ready to come up and kill someone, you have already formed a deep enmity with someone before this. I guess he was going to kill the captain, but he didn't stand in the crowd and did it, and then he killed them all. ”

Liang Zhi waited for a few seconds, and no one said anything before he spoke: "What if he wanted to kill them all?" Maybe this cruise ship masquerade is also one of his plans. ”

Yan Cheng: "It's not very likely. To kill so many people, it is impossible to carry only a small knife. It's easier to change to poison. ”

"It's up to us to see which of us has had an irreconcilable conflict with the captain." Yuan Yi concluded.

Ai Yuanyuan nodded: "All the answers are in the character settings." Height, body size, strength size, past experiences, position at the time of the homicide. ”

The scope of the exam is circled, just waiting to fill in the content.

Ai Yuanyuan had a new idea and discussed it with Yuan Yiliang Zhi on both sides.

Zhong Jiuyin leaned closer to listen, still holding a bag of jelly in his mouth that he could suck.

Suddenly, her shoulder was bumped, and she looked back at Yan Cheng.

"What for?"

Yan Cheng showed a few pieces of wrapping paper in his hand, and the voice of the question was slightly lower than Ai Yuanyuan's conversation: "Where is the garbage thrown?" Do you have a trash can over there? ”

Zhong Jiuyin looked around him, there were no trash cans.

However, there is an empty plastic bag on the table, which can barely be used as a trash can.

"Give it to me," she casually held out her hand, "and throw it in the bag." ”

"Okay." Yan Cheng responded, flipped his hand and put the pieces of paper into her palm.

It's just an action of passing garbage, Zhong Jiuyin didn't take it seriously, and planned to take it and throw it into the bag casually, and continue to listen to Ai Yuanyuan and them.

But she soon felt a slight coolness in her palms, itching and swishing, so she finally looked at Yan Cheng.

It was Yan Cheng's fingertips, and the neatly trimmed nails flew over her palms like dragonflies, very slight, but they had the same sense of presence as the sharp touch of the wrapper on the skin.

Yan Cheng withdrew his hand after putting away the garbage, noticed her gaze, and raised his eyes and asked, "What?" ”

"Nothing." Zhong Jiuyin's eyes circled around him, pinched the wrapping paper and threw it into the bag, and then pulled the bag over.

"And throw it here."

Yan Cheng nodded.

He didn't speak, he just listened to something like this, Zhong Jiuyin inexplicably saw that he was a little well-behaved.

It's weird, Yan Cheng can also hook up with the well-behaved, it must be that she has eaten too many black sesame pills, and her brain has automatically entered the mode of eating and drinking enough to sleep.

She opened the bag and sucked the jelly in her mouth, and listened to the plot analysis conveyed by Yuan Yi.

Ai Yuanyuan is worthy of being a game player, and she stepped on the key plot as she spoke.

Broadcast pop-up prompts –

“… They actually found the murder weapon, which was a blood-stained chainsaw. ”

"'What's the use of finding it?' We're not police officers, so we can't verify fingerprints. The dancer said. ”

But at this time, the cook found a special mark on the chainsaw, and when he pinched it, he saw that it was actually a long brown hair. He looked around at the others, fixed his gaze on someone, and asked, "......"