I’m Actually a Bigshot

Is this also a suspect for cannibalism?

No, this kind of thing, which is similar to a passport photo, is what the newspaper calls a "portrait"? Su Qingxing felt that he had never seen such a realistic portrait of a criminal suspect.

"I know this person." Chu Bai suddenly pointed to the male portrait on the left.

"Someone you know? No, someone Bai Chu knew?" Su Qingxing looked at Chu Bai, but the other party just shook his head.

"It's not counted as an acquaintance. It's just that I know him and he doesn't know me. After all, Bai Chu only saw this person's introduction in a book. At that time, this person had been dead for decades." Seeing from Chu Bai's expression It sounds a bit complicated, "This person is Ford Taut."

"What, this is Tetete?! Could it be that these two are actually teammates? One is the murderer at the beginning, and the other is a fan who later admired Tetete? Now the idol and the fans commit crimes together?" Tong Yan still couldn't remember The name of the person in the portrait.

"Qiao Lv, have you seen this person?" Su Qingxing turned his head to look at the wheelchair, and now the only person who has seen other ghost town teams here is Qiao Lv.

"No." Qiao Lu's voice sounded immediately, "I'm sure that there is no such man in the two teams that appear within a kilometer here, and there is no similar person in the team of the blonde girl."

"There should be four teams descending into this world, that is to say, there is one team farther away." Su Qingxing took the newspaper and read it again.

"Here." Death's finger also tapped on a certain line, "Two dangerous areas, two blocks, two prisoners, the distance may be very far."

"Mr. Shen is right." Chu Bai also nodded in agreement, "If Qiao Lu hadn't picked up Mr. FT nearby, then it's very likely that even this girl wouldn't have noticed that her idol was competing with her on the same stage. .”

"For star fans, they might be so excited that they would cry, right?" Murong sighed, "However, since this newspaper has started to be distributed, this young girl will soon know about this big surprise, Surprise! "

Mr. Shen? Su Qingxing was stunned when he heard Chubai call the god of death, and then looked at the god of death beside him strangely. Could it be that this guy introduced his name to others as... Shen Si?

Although death...meditation...sounds very convenient, but thinking of this name, Su Qingxing felt that some things he deliberately wanted to forget surfaced again, and he couldn't forget them afterwards.

"Okay, that's all the information in the newspaper at the moment." Chu Bai took out a pen from the pocket inside his white coat as he spoke, "Let's list a few important doubts."

"Where did this pen come from?" Tong Yan, a curious baby, asked online.

"Don't ask questions that are not the main point..." Although Chu Bai said so, he still answered honestly, "I found it in the drawer of the bedside table in the room."

After finishing speaking, Chu Bai pressed the pen in his hand and began to write on another unnecessary newspaper——

First, what is the authenticity of newspaper information?

The second point, if the information is true, is there an acquaintance between the two suspects?

The third point, why eat a full forty-five people?

The pen in Chu Bai's hand is like a bubble pen that children like, squeezing out a thin layer of chocolate sauce, writing words on the newspaper, leaving a strong smell of chocolate.

However, the chocolate pen did not overwhelm the host in the end, and everyone's eyes couldn't help but stay on the third question.

"Even if you think about the first and second questions carefully, you can't think of any definite answers, but the third question... I also think that no matter how hungry these two people are, there is no need to eat so many aborigines, right?" Murong felt a little headache imagining that scene, "Even if you don't eat up all forty-five people, your stomach is not endless."

How much can a person eat in one meal?

If you eat two roast chickens in a row, can you continue to stuff your stomach?

After all, the aborigines here are not small thumbs, but ordinary people who are about the same height, fat and thin. Under such circumstances, how much did these two human-looking devils eat?

"It's almost like a bottomless cave." Qin Guan, who had been listening silently by the side, couldn't help but said softly, and suddenly jumped up from his seat in the next second, pointing directly at Tong Yan, "It's a bottomless cave." It’s indeed a bottomless hole! They keep eating because they can’t get enough to eat all the time!”

The faces of the people around also changed drastically.

"What's going on?" Tong Yan hasn't grasped the key point yet, "What are you pointing at me for? I'm not that Tetete. My staple food is strawberry-flavored marshmallows."

"Qin Guan didn't mean to say that you are a murderer." Su Qingxing also had a clear face at the moment, "He just wanted to say that these two murderers may be the same as you before, no matter how much you eat, you can't fill your stomach."

"No matter how much you eat, you can't fill your stomach?" Tong Yan thought for a moment, "But the reason why I can't eat is because I thought that all marshmallows are the same, but after I found out that what I needed was strawberry flavored marshmallows, I'm filling my stomach in no time."

"What if...every aborigine's taste is different?" Death asked with a stern expression.

"..."

There was an eerie silence.

"If the murderer's staple food is aborigines, then they are likely to be like Tong Yan, thinking that all aborigines are the same and can fill their stomachs... but they didn't think that aborigines are actually the same as the cotton candy in the flower bed, each flower

All have different flavors. "Su Qingxing broke the silence and summed up his thoughts.

"So, I'm so hungry that I can only continue to eat." Death's right hand tapped the table, "People are different from cotton candy, and they can't even distinguish the taste by color."

The guess of the No. 666 ghost town team is as follows——

The staple food of these two contestants should be aborigines, and they chose such a staple food probably because of Mr. FT's hobbies during his lifetime and the respect of the lady behind him for Mr. FT.

But not long after entering the gourmet planet, the first wave of hunger hit, and everyone began to look for their staple food and try to fill their stomachs.

These two people thought that their staple food was aborigines, and that every aborigine in front of them could fill their stomachs. But what they didn't expect was that every aborigine's taste might be different.

Thinking of this, everyone felt a chill behind them. After all, they never thought about thinking about the taste of the aborigines. Perhaps this is what fundamentally differentiates them from these two murderers.

When I left the reception earlier, that Miss Lemon once said that apart from the staple food, no matter what I ate, I would not be able to fill my stomach, nor would I be able to make the tortured hunger go away.

Su Qingxing and the others have all experienced that kind of hunger, so they know how crazy they will be when they are hungry. So they could imagine those two murderers desperately eating, desperately trying to fill their stomachs!

But most of what they found were different flavors. No matter how many or even dozens of them they ate, they couldn’t fill their stomachs. There was only one thing they could do—keep eating, and eat more. many!

"The aborigines here are all very kind." Tong Yan said, "Whether it's the boss here, the clerk of the pastry shop, or the postman boys...they look no different from ordinary people, even more than many People are better and kinder."

Others also showed expressions of approval.

At this moment, Su Qingxing found that the mentality of his teammates had changed. Before that, they never seemed to have considered the existence of the aborigines, and they didn't pay much attention to these aborigines walking around the food planet.

But at this moment, there was worry in everyone's eyes.

Worry about the Aboriginal people.

Chapter 98 "Being" Eliminated

Worrying about things like aborigines is really redundant for every contestant participating in the Ghost Town Conference.

After all, the aborigines are just characters in the script that they have seen countless times. Whether they are alive or dead in this story, in the final analysis, they are only part of the construction data. Sometimes, if these aborigines are taken too seriously as ordinary humans, it may make the players feel burdened in the competition center and unable to compete with all their strength.

If the aborigines are kidnapped by the enemy, should they desperately seize the opportunity to kill the enemy, or save the aborigines?

In fact, many people understand the truth and the pros and cons of these things, but there are always some strange people around Su Qingxing. For example, the team members who are inexplicably worried about the safety of the aborigines, and the trainees who helped the unintelligent script characters in the circus to repair their bodies a long time ago.