Forces of Temptation

There were twelve people in the car.

One person violated the rules, and eleven people remain.

Now, one "ghost" is out, and ten people remain.

Voting is not made easier by downsizing.

Instead, the speed of advancement becomes difficult and slow.

After Jiang Fang stopped expressing her opinions, Wu Yukai, an irritable and talkative college student, began to want to become an opinion leader again.

Although he didn't dare to question others as arrogantly as before, he still remembered that Fatty voted for him, so he bit Fatty, saying that he was deliberately taking a rhythm to harm himself, resolutely I voted for the fat man.

The second vote for Fatty was cast by Zhao Guanglu.

These two votes are emotional votes.

To say that it is convincing, it is certainly not enough, but it is enough to make the voted people panic.

Faced with such a situation, Fatty can still hold on.

He leaned on the back of the chair expressionlessly and took out a cigarette. Since he didn't find a lighter, he simply put the dry cigarette in his mouth.

The fat man bit his filter and said vaguely that he was an ordinary game programmer, working in a third-rate game company that was about to go bankrupt. He was thirty-four or five years old and had accomplished nothing.

He said coldly: "My wife and I have long since divorced, and my daughter is with me."

"She was at home two days ago, and she's gone."

"You vote." He didn't care, the fat on his face moved, "After you vote for me, I'll die, go see my daughter."

When he said these words, the atmosphere in the car became even more depressed.

Zhao Guanglu, who was also divorced, listened to his words and even felt a little empathetic remorse.

…no one goes to the third vote.

Nanzhou watched all this calmly and curiously.

Actually, even if Fatty didn't say this, everyone would not easily vote with him.

The third vote is the death vote.

Normal people would not want to take this responsibility.

After what happened to Liu Xiao, everyone did not become more decisive.

If the death on the other side is really a ghost, they will not have any psychological burden.

Every player is a living person, and everyone has their own experience.

Nan Zhou talked about the art course he taught.

Li Yinhang talked about the strange things he encountered in the wiring work.

The men and women who sat together confirmed the identity of each other, and jointly confirmed how the property in their community was not a human being.

Qin Yadong said that he is an ordinary small civil servant, working from 9 to 5, his life is not turbulent, the leaders occasionally sb, he just wants to live peacefully with his dead salary.

People who meet by chance are talking about their lives, vividly and vividly.

…to live.

Or to save someone else's life and earn points.

The result of some discussion is that Nan Zhou won two votes.

These two votes were cast by the pair of men and women who got on the bus together and sat in the same row.

Their question is, how did Nanzhou escape the people who checked the car in the morning, and how did it get out from under the seat without disturbing anyone?

Faced with such reasonable doubts, Nan Zhou was not very nervous, and did not even plan to explain.

Because this kind of problem is not easy to explain, maybe it will become more and more black.

It all makes more sense to attribute it all to "luck" than to force it.

Besides, Xie Yangyang, who was in the same group as them, was more panicked than the current Nanzhou.

She and this man and woman are only temporarily allied, but she is quite embarrassed and does not want to play the role that decides the life and death of others.

Time ticks by in seconds.

The indescribable sense of urgency made everyone cast their votes one after another.

The fat man who won the votes of Zhao Guanglu and Wu Yukai voted for Qin Yadong behind him.

Because he still insisted, when he got into the car, he didn't feel anyone behind him.

Qin Yadong shrugged helplessly and good-naturedly, recognized the vote, and even gave it to Jiang Fang without revenge.

He explained: "Mr. Jiang, I'm just worried... There will be cases where 'ghosts' deliberately identify teammates and win everyone's trust."

Jiang Fang nodded in approval, turned the silver ring on his wrist, and said with a smile, "Mr. Qin is right, this is indeed the case."

Xie Yangyang was really unsure and chose to abstain.

Currently, only Jiang Fang, Nan Zhou, and Li Yinhang have remaining tickets.

There are less than three minutes left to reach the next tunnel.

If you pass through the tunnel, this round of voting will be void.

On the human side, there will be only two rounds of voting left.

To accurately pick out two "ghosts" from ten people, the probability is too low.

…In order to ensure the survival of the ultimate owner, it is difficult for them not to exclude several wrong options during the voting process.

At present, Nan Zhou and Fatty have been voted two votes, Jiang Fang and Qin Yadong have one vote each.

Excluding one abstention, three more votes were not cast.

Those who have already voted can't help but focus on these three people.

Even by trial and error.

These three people have the ability to reduce the probability of finding a "ghost" from 2 in 10 to 2 in 9, or even 2 in 8.

Li Yinhang can feel everyone's expectation.

She didn't care about this, her fingers tightly clenched the edge of the seat, thinking, why did that person say that?

She is not sure whether her guess is correct, nor does she want to be the one who decides life and death rashly. While hesitating, suddenly, behind her came the light sound of the hem of her clothes rubbing against her when she stood up.

Nan Zhou stood up and walked to the front row without looking sideways.

His leather shoes with a little heel stepped on the ground, tap, tap, tap, the rhythm was very slow, and it sounded not in a hurry.

Nanzhou slowly walked to the front row under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Li Yinhang watched Nan Zhou sit down beside the person she suspected.

She stood up reflexively and stared at Nanzhou.

Jiang Fang, who was sitting in the front row of her, raised her head slightly, looked at Li Yinhang, and said with a smile, "Miss Li, what did you think of?"

…no one noticed the little movement on their side.

Nan Zhou's behavior was so strange that all his attention was drawn there.

Nan Zhou didn't seem to be conscious of his abnormal behavior. After taking a seat, he deliberately tidied up the edge of the wrinkled windbreaker, turned his face away, and asked, "Sir, do you think human players are not as good as human players? 'Ghost' player, what's the biggest difference?"

“…”

This question is too direct, and the effect is of course quite explosive.

The fat on the face of the questioned fat man shook slightly.

He looked at Nanzhou and said in a bad tone, "Mr. Luo, what do you mean?"

Nan Zhou seemed unable to hear the unhappiness in Fatty's tone, and continued to ask, "What do you think is most important to play this game well?"

Fatty didn't hesitate, and replied, "Of course I'll find the 'ghost'."

"No." Nan Zhou said seriously, "It is to understand the rules of the game."

Speaking, he turned his head and looked at Liu Xiao, who fell on the ground and the white pulp on the mushroom umbrella had turned into a gray-white semi-liquid.

Before his death, Liu Xiao tried to change his life by explaining the identities of his two teammates.

However, in fact, he had no idea who his two teammates were.

People who are about to die will not give up even a little bit of hope.

At the juncture of life and death, even if he did not drag the two teammates to die together, he would not give up asking them for help.

But before his death, Liu Xiao looked at everyone with blank, hated, and no specific destination.

This confirms a little conjecture of Nanzhou.

Nanzhou guessed this from the beginning of the game.

The mushroom told them many rules of the game.

But the most important thing Nan Zhou heard was—

"It's a fair game."

What does it mean to be fair?

—The game is fair to "ghost" players, and it's equally fair to human players.

"So the 'ghost' couldn't have been in the car in the first place."

"Because if this is the case, the 'ghost' will have a lot of information in advance. It is not fair to the player at all."

"Similarly, the 'ghost' will not know who his teammates are."

"For the same reason. Not fair to players."

"The three 'ghost' players should have been sent to this car at a special time after receiving the basic rules."

"Neither side knows who is his companion."

"People are looking for their companions, and so are 'ghosts'."

Nan Zhou muttered to himself for a while, then looked at Fatty again: "So, that's the only way to play."

The corners of the fat man's mouth twitched slightly, and the direction of his cheek muscles was on the verge of getting out of control: "Mr. Luo..."

"My surname is neither Luo nor Luo Yan."

Nan Zhou said: "I saw this name from the missing person notice posted on the light box, so I used it."

He didn't seem to exert much force, but the fat man was pale and his thick lips were trembling.

Nan Zhou still looked forward, under the intense pull of the fat man, he remained motionless and his tone was calm.

"Now, to answer the question I just asked myself: What's the difference between a 'ghost' player and a human player?"

"The difference is that the human players who were already in the car will only focus on the observer."

Nan Zhou looked at Fatty: "Only ghosts, since they are newcomers, will observe the surrounding environment more carefully than anyone else."

"Therefore, the 'ghost' is most likely to be exposed at the point in time just transmitted."

"Sir, you say, is that true?"