At this time, the identity he played came out from behind the curtain, glanced hastily into the room, quickly put away the bloodstained candlestick on the ground and put it in his pocket, and then turned over the window and quickly escaped from the study.

An old-fashioned clock on the wall shows the time at 21:57.

The picture is getting dark.

The plot is over.

This plot is all the information he can give him as this identity.

In the originally dark movie theater, light gradually began to spread around, and in a trance, I could see that there seemed to be other players around.

"Smack!"

The sound of opening the light rang in my ears.

The space was instantly filled with light.

And Chen Yi also saw the space around him clearly, they were sitting at a large dining table, and at this time, in addition to him, there were nine players also sitting at the table.

No one spoke immediately.

Obviously, everyone is thinking about the plot just now.

Chen Yi, on the other hand, closed his eyes tightly, and the last glance he glanced at when he left the study just now as an identity quickly appeared in his mind, and he compared it with the picture when the woman had not yet entered the study.

Three seconds later.

His eyes snapped open, and there was a glint in his eyes.

After the woman left, there was something missing from the room, something he hadn't cared about before.

It's a plate with three small pastries on the desk.

It's weird.

Is it reasonable for a woman to rush into a murder scene, not only did she not scream, but she changed her will with great calmness, and finally removed the plate containing small pastries?

Reasonable.

Obviously, this woman also wants the deceased to die, or does the woman also play a role here, and may even cooperate with his identity to kill people?

It's not possible.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have to hide as a person.

Then there is only one possibility.

This woman also planned to kill the old man, the murder method was poison, the poison was hidden in the pastry, and all of them entered the study to see if the poison had attacked.

There were four grooves on that plate, but there were only three pieces of pastry, which meant that one piece of pastry had been eaten by the old man.

That. This deceased man died at the hands of his candlesticks or by the hands of poison.

I'm not sure.

Chen Yi's eyes narrowed and he thought for a long time, then suddenly chuckled, this map is a bit interesting, it seems that there is more than one murderer on this map, no, there should be only one murderer, but there is more than one person who has the intention to kill and take action.

There are more than two.

It should be at least three.

Only the player who fatally wounded the old man was the real murderer.

In this way, even he himself can't tell whether his identity is a murderer or not, after all, his perspective does not directly hit the old man, and he is not sure where the old man's fatal injury is.

It's kind of interesting.

At this time, there are a total of 10 players sitting at the table, counting him, and only 3 of them are women, and among these 3 female players, one player will be suspected of being a murderer.

His place is first on the left side of the table.

He's still in an advantageous position, at least he knows about the woman's existence, and the woman doesn't find out about his existence if. His identity didn't reveal his shoes from under the curtains.

That's when —

The yellow-haired boy who was at the end of the table on the right side of the table suddenly slapped the table and said with a disdainful face: "What's so difficult about this map, let me reason, according to the August rules, all players can't lie." ”

"It's okay to start with me and everyone says four words that I'm not a murderer."

"In August, players who lie more than four times will die on the spot."

"The person who died violently is naturally the murderer, and the other players will naturally not be able to clear the level smoothly."

"I'll come first, I'm not a murderer, I'm not a murderer, I'm not a murderer"

After saying it several times in a row.

The yellow-haired boy looked at the middle-aged man in a suit beside him with provocative eyes: "I'm done, it's your turn, if you don't dare to say it, then you are the murderer, and we will vote directly." ”

The middle-aged man in the suit didn't speak, but his eyes were closed, his face was not very good-looking, he leaned on the back of the chair, and didn't say a word.

I didn't care about the yellow hair at all.

"Hey!"

Seeing this, the yellow-haired boy rolled up his sleeves and stepped on the chair directly, looked down at everyone and said excitedly: "You saw it, he didn't dare to say, what does this mean?" It means that he must be the murderer! ”

"I'm going to start a vote!"

"He's the murderer!"

The yellow-haired boy pointed his finger straight at the middle-aged man in a suit beside him.

"Ding, some players have initiated a vote, please vote on whether to open this vote, and if there are more than three votes, the first round of voting in this game will be opened."

"There are only three votes in a round, so please be careful about your chances."

"Players are invited to make a choice within 10 seconds."

And yet—

When the countdown came to the last second, no one raised their hands except Huang Mao.

"Ding, the number of voters is insufficient, this vote has not been opened, and the bureau has three more chances to vote."

"What do you mean?"

The yellow-haired boy paused for a moment, and then stepped on the chair and shouted angrily: "He is the murderer, I have already found out who the murderer is, why don't you vote?" ”

"Are you shielding him?"

"Could it be that you are all murderers?"

"Alright."

That's when it happened.

Sitting opposite the yellow hair, a student with eyes said, "Don't bark anymore, I used to think that the yellow-haired boy who likes to bark was forcibly fictionalized by the author's pen power, who knew that it was completely realistic." ”

"He doesn't want to say it, it's not that he recognizes the identity of the murderer, it's that he doesn't bother to deal with you at all, and thinks you're stupid."

"Everyone knows that this map is specially developed for the August rules, do you think it can be so easy to clear the level? Treat the Snow Sea project team as a fool? ”

"I can even say that even if all ten players here say four times that I am not a murderer, no one will die violently."

"Do you believe it or not?"

"The August rule can't lie is idealistic, not materialistic."

"Whether you lie or not is not judged by the form of the thing, but by the judgment of your heart about the thing."

"Do you understand that?"

"Dye your hair yellow, it looks like you haven't read a book for a few days, there's nothing left in your brain except feces, your mother gave birth to you just to dye your yellow hair? Or is your mother's hair yellow, and she dyed it for you when she gave birth to you? ”

“.”

When these words fell, all the players froze in place.

"Brother."

Sitting next to this eyed student dress, a young man in a cargo jacket and overalls, a man with a strange face: "You are really aggressive, but. Is your mouth a little too dirty? ”

The rules of the rivers and lakes are that scolding people do not greet their families.

Obviously, this guy doesn't follow the rules of the rivers and lakes.

"Contemptible and untalented."

The student with eyes straightened his collar with a calm face: "The aborigines of Heigou City, that's it when you are young." ”

"The swear words are out, it's just a dirty mouth."

"But if you swallow the dirty words, it's dirty."

Then he looked at the yellow hair on the opposite side who was already red, and sneered: "Look at your mother? ”

And at this time—

A lifting sound rings in the ears of all players.

"Ding, the first round of clue collection begins."

(End of chapter)