Over there, Ai Yuanyuan and Yuan Yi talked about the same, and then turned back to talk to Zhong Jiuyin Yan Cheng.

"We discussed, Liang Zhi is a high-ranking dancer who was excluded by the dance troupe, and he dreams every day that he will be Jacksu to save thousands of women in the world, and the conflict with the captain is mainly the captain's humiliation of him."

"Yuan Yi is a lustful third-rate musician, because his works are all compared to that, and he and the captain are like-minded friends, and they hold a masquerade together in order to collect money from male guests who have the same hobby."

The characters are too rubbish, so in order to avoid real people being labeled as garbage, Yuan Yi hurriedly came out to explain.

"I'm wearing it, not the garbage myself."

Yan Cheng: "So their motives for committing the crime, one is to be humiliated and want to take revenge, and the other is to have a disagreement with the captain because of the distribution of money?" ”

"That Yuan Yi's motive for committing the crime is stronger than others." Zhong Jiuyin pinched a dried shrimp that he hadn't had time to stuff into his mouth and said.

"Money can cause more contradictions than you can imagine, and in order to monopolize money, musicians are likely to kill people and then plant false accusations. The payer and the payer are dead, and who knows what he is doing in them. ”

Yuan Yi couldn't argue for his role, so he could only point the finger at others to gain a short period of ground.

"What about the chef? The chef's hardware is too much in line with the characteristics of the murderer. ”

Yan Cheng put his two hands upright on the table, his ten fingers crossed slightly, and said calmly: "The chef's chef position was lost after being reported by the captain." ”

Zhong Jiuyin: "Then the captain also invited the chef to make supper, for fear that he wouldn't be poisoned?" ”

“…… The captain didn't know that the chef knew about it, and he quietly reported it. ”

Liang Zhi showed his face on the horizontal line and said, "The motive for the crime is also big, and the chef may be quietly plotting to kill the captain." ”

"Yes," Yuan Yi couldn't agree more, "The identity of the chef is just right to carry knives on a cruise ship without being discovered, and he has the courage and ability to kill, which is very consistent." ”

Yan Cheng didn't argue, he was still very calm: "Now everyone's motive for committing the crime is there, although there is still some concealment, but the problem can already be seen, and you can prepare to identify it." ”

It's as if the chef is just an insignificant layer of his identity, and the coordinator is his real body.

Zhong Jiuyin looked at him and slowly stuffed the dried shrimp into his mouth.

Yuan Yi asked: "What about the plot behind it?" There is no prompt to call the hotline yet, and we still have to clear the plot to identify it? ”

Ai Yuanyuan: "There should be a shortcut?" This world is like a system for us, the system uses gold rewards to hang the NPC to follow his plot, when the NPC awakens, this virtual world is crumbling, and finally broken, and then we return to the normal world. ”

Liang Zhi: "What about the gold coins, don't you want them?" ”

Getting gold coins from the plot is a serious and good way to reverse the decline, and compared with the robbery link, it is the difference between making money honestly and robbing money on the street.

Especially for the penultimate number one now, it is an opportunity not to be missed.

They craned their necks to look at Yan Cheng.

Yan Cheng was very simple and said directly: "I don't need it." Anyway, no matter how many gold coins there are, they will be divided into three parts. ”

The barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes, and they will have to be afraid of him when the time comes.

Ai Yuanyuan: "Then start looking for a way to clear customs quickly?" Everyone thinks about what words can make the world collapse. ”

Yuan Yi: "Just now I said that it was like a world, and the radio response was very big, and the task point immediately popped up. ”

Liang Zhi: "Then stimulate it to quickly pop up the task, and then we ignore it, leave it empty and fast forward to the end?" ”

Yan Cheng finally made a decision: "Yes." ”

Brainstorming and brainstorming, they soon hit the pain point of the broadcast, and the task prompt sound that appeared became more and more sharp.

"Drip-"

"Drip-"

"Didi, Didi—"

The plot passed by one by one, and it was so fast that it smoked from the broadcast.

Zhong Jiuyin was eating, and occasionally inserted a sentence in it to make a contribution.

Ten minutes have passed - people are just a brainless broadcast, how could they have thought that this group of people could really keep bb for so long, pretending to be stupid or not preventing, and finally stopped dripping, and turned into the sound of glass shattering all over the ground.

to the last plot.

“… The waves crashed against the cruise ship, and there was a bang. The mirror in the bathroom suddenly cracked, and the figure looked at himself in the cracked lenses, and at the last moment, he suddenly thought about everything that was behind the fog, and it turned out to be... She! ”

This was followed by a loud sound of waves crashing against the hull of the ship, and the whole story ended completely.

There was silence in the restaurant for two minutes.

Zhong Jiuyin didn't dare to push his fingertips harder, carefully picked up the tin foil, took out a piece of milk, and knew that Suosuo's movement was the only source of sound.

And then tsk praise.

"Which unlucky ghost wrote this bad luck? The ending of the suspenseful homicide is that everyone is drowned in the sea with the cruise ship? "It's not as readable as her bedside reading.

Ai Yuanyuan: "...... Perhaps, this is the origin of the word suspense? ”

Zhong Jiuyin: "Yes, everyone died and didn't tell who the murderer was, leaving a blank here for everyone to guess." ”

"Trying to cover up the shortcomings of writing in a way that everyone guesses the murderer," Yuan Yi picked up her words, "I guessed correctly before, this is a spicy chicken written by a third-rate writer." ”

Ai Yuanyuan: "It's a little embarrassing for me to be a writer. ”

"Could it be that you wrote ......"

"Shh," Yan Cheng put his index finger in front of his lips and gestured in the direction of the broadcast, "It should be time to notify the identification link." ”

Everyone was obediently silenced.

The voice on the radio changed to a different person, very serious and dignified: "The story is over, please go to the phone booth and call the hotline and tell us who you are designating to." ”

"Again: The designation rules state that if a murderer is reported by three or more people, it is considered a failure. If the murderer is reported by only two or one people, including himself, he is considered a success. If the murderer succeeds, the gold coin gift package belongs to him, and if the murderer fails, the other guests also have the same amount of gold coin gift package. ”

The phone booth is on this deck, and everyone needs to go out alone to make a call.

No one was in a hurry to leave, sitting in their positions and looking around.

Yuan Yi asked tentatively, "Sister Yin, who are you going to identify?" ”

Zhong Jiuyin's afterglow swept over Yan Cheng on the side, picked out another piece of milk in his hand, and said casually, "You." ”

Yan Cheng's hand rested on the bag of pink sucking jelly and turned his head to look at her.

She ignored it, looking at Yuan Yi in front of her, and her eyes widened.

"Vote for me? Why? ”

"Of course, it's because my intelligent brain makes rational thinking and fair judgment."

Yuan Yi: "... You can't do that to me, sister..."

"I'll be the first to go out." Yan Cheng suddenly stood up and said.

The foot of the chair rubbed against the ground, and he followed the staff out without squinting.

Waiting for him to leave, Ai Yuanyuan asked Zhong Jiuyin in a low voice: "Who do you say Brother Yan Cheng will vote for?" Sit close, did he tell you? ”

"Yes. He said to vote for you. She picked out a piece of milk and took the opportunity to feed it.

Ai Yuanyuan was stunned for a moment, looking at her beautiful face that smiled more recklessly, she really couldn't say anything bad.

Zhong Jiuyin has a kind of magic, even if he doesn't like her, he won't dislike her.

"Why vote for me?" Ai Yuanyuan asked vaguely with milk tablets in her mouth.

Zhong Jiuyin stretched out a finger and gently lifted her chin: "Because you are the murderer, dear." ”

(End of chapter)