Survival game: my plug-ins can stack up

"I don't know about that." Zhao Xun shrugged. "The official will not release news to inform the public whether the person in charge will be changed."

"Indeed, ordinary people basically have no way to understand the news from the top." Fan Xiaodan shrugged, "All aspects of the information in the 10th District are not transparent."

"But there is no point in discussing these now." She picked up the wet cloth strips she had prepared, "Let's go, what we should do is to tie up the two suspects."

Zhao Xun didn't ask any more questions. He followed Fan Xiaodan back to the living room.

Jiang Shuai and Liu Mei were very cooperative and allowed Fan Xiaodan to use professional techniques to tie them to two chairs respectively.

After tying up the two people, Fan Xiaodan picked up the tissue paper on the coffee table and wiped his wet hands: "It's getting late. We should go back to the room to get our own bedding and go downstairs to make the floor."

Zhao Xun suggested: "Divide into two groups according to the floor. When one group goes to get the quilt, the other group will guard in the living room. This can not only ensure the safety of Jiang Shuai and Liu Mei, but also supervise each other so that the real murderer does not confront them. An opportunity for others to take action.”

Fan Xiaodan hesitated, and she said to Zhao Xun: "Grandpa Feng is dead, Jiang Shuai is tied up again, and you and Grandma Feng are the only two residents on the second floor. This is not good."

Although she didn't say it clearly, Zhao Xun already knew what she meant.

Fan Xiaodan did not completely dispel his suspicion of Zhao Xun, who was also one of the suspects.

If Zhao Xun insists on acting with Grandma Feng alone, she will deepen her suspicion of Zhao Xun.

Although when there are only two people acting, once one of them dies, the other person will become the biggest suspect. Even if Zhao Xun is really the murderer, he may not choose to take action at this time.

But as long as Zhao Xun has the intention to act alone with someone, Fan Xiaodan will doubt Zhao Xun.

Zhao Xun shrugged, with a very sincere expression: "Since you think it's not appropriate for only two people to act together, then add one or two more people."

Seeing that Zhao Xun was willing to cooperate, Fan Xiaodan thought for a moment and turned to Dou Yaohui: "Then just like before, let Dou Yaohui join Zhao Xun's group."

Dou Yaohui was suddenly cueed. He was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, I don't have any objections."

From his point of view, it doesn't matter who you team up with.

At first, he was most suspicious of Zhao Xun. Although now he is most suspicious of Jiang Shuai and Liu Mei, it would be good to team up with Zhao Xun to supervise Zhao Xun.

"Let's go then." Zhao Xun waved to Grandma Feng and Dou Yaohui, and the three of them went up to the second floor together.

Based on the principle of proximity, the first place to go is Zhao Xun's room.

The setting in the game is that Zhao Xun just moved in this morning. His quilt has been laid out on the bed, but his clothes have not been hung up yet.

The suitcase was still outside the closet.

This bedroom is very small. One side of the bed is close to the wall on the side of the window. There is only enough room between the other side and the closet for one person to enter and exit. There is a suitcase blocking it, making it inconvenient to walk in.

Zhao Xun picked up the suitcase, opened the closet, and prepared to stuff the suitcase into the closet to avoid having his line of sight blocked and tripping over the suitcase when he hugged the quilt later.

But the suitcase seemed to be of poor quality. He directly picked up the lever, but unexpectedly the lever suddenly stretched and the suitcase fell to the ground again, almost hitting his foot.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and avoided it in time.

He bent down, straightened the suitcase that was lying down, and was about to press the lever back when he casually glanced at it and made an unexpected discovery.

He paused and glanced towards the inside of the lever, near the handle.

"What's wrong? The lever can't be pressed in?" Dou Yaohui thought Zhao Xun was checking the lever, so he asked casually.

Zhao Xun pressed the lever back with a natural expression and smooth movements: "It can be pressed, but the buckle is loose and it is easy to pull out."

As he spoke, he grabbed the handle of the suitcase, picked it up and put it into the closet.

Then he turned to look at Grandma Feng who was standing at the door and asked, "Grandma Feng, you should remember when I moved into the apartment, right?"

"It was this morning." Grandma Feng didn't understand why Zhao Xun suddenly asked this. "You yourself know that you moved here this morning, why do you still ask this?"

All residents know that Zhao Xun is the new tenant who moved in today.

Zhao Xun mentioned it several times himself.

Asking this suddenly now makes Grandma Feng confused.

Zhao Xun explained: "I asked for the specific time. I didn't pay attention to the time at the time and didn't quite remember what time I arrived at the apartment."

"You came here at early six o'clock this morning," Grandma Feng replied truthfully. "The old man and I are old and sleepy, so we got up at half past five. Thinking that it would still take two hours to go out to buy groceries, we prepared for six Click to go out, you happened to arrive at that time. We will take you to this room first, give you the key, and then go out to buy groceries."

"You actually came so early?" Dou Yaohui was surprised for a moment, and then thought about it again, "Yes, if you hadn't arrived early, you might have met other tenants if you showed up at any time after seven o'clock. But. You are not mentioned in other people’s timelines, so obviously no one has seen you, it can only be that you arrived earlier than all the tenants got up.”

Zhao Xun didn't say anything. He turned around and rolled up the pillow with the quilt and sheets, rolled it into a sushi shape, picked him up and walked out.

"Let's go to Dou Yaohui's room first." Zhao Xun suggested, "We can't let Grandma Feng run back and forth holding the quilt."

"You're right." Dou Yaohui did not object.

The three of them went up to the third floor together.

The room in the middle of the third floor belongs to Dou Yaohui.

When Dou Yaohui was tidying up the quilt on his bed, Zhao Xun suddenly asked: "Dou Yaohui, where is your suitcase? Can you show it to me?"

"What's wrong?" Dou Yaohui looked confused, "Why do you want to see my suitcase?"

"Didn't I look at everything when I searched the room before, and you suddenly want to look at my suitcase..." He paused, and his face turned a little ugly for a moment, "You didn't suddenly suspect me as the murderer? ?”

"Don't be so sensitive," Zhao Xun smiled, "Isn't there something wrong with my suitcase's lever? I want to see what your suitcase's lever looks like, for reference, so I can fix it later."

When the room was searched previously, the purpose was to find evidence, and the main focus was on containers that could store liquids and tools that could break the suspension bridge.

At that time, no one paid attention to the appearance details of the suitcase.

"What's so interesting about this? There's no complicated mechanism in the lever. Do you still need to refer to it?" Despite his complaints, Dou Yaohui still took out his suitcase.

He took the initiative to pull out the lever so that Zhao Xun could see it.

Zhao Xun held the futon sushi in his hands, bent slightly and tilted his head to look at the inside of the lever near the handle.

Then, he looked at the entire suitcase carefully, and even asked Dou Yaohui to open the suitcase and check every place carefully.

As Dou Yaohui's face turned darker and darker, Zhao Xun straightened up.

"Thank you, I've finished reading." Zhao Xun thanked Dou Yaohui.

"Xiao Zhao, what are you looking at?" Grandma Feng, who was standing at the door, finally couldn't help but ask.

"I want to take a closer look at the quality of his suitcase. If my suitcase can't be repaired, I'm going to buy a better one and replace it." Zhao Xun made nonsense.

"Do you think I'm a fool?" Dou Yaohui said unhappily as he folded the quilt, "You are almost like a scanner, scanning my suitcase inside and out. Who would check it like you do?" The quality of the suitcase? Even the quality inspectors at the suitcase factory are not as careful as you."

"Well, I do have other ideas, but I don't want to talk about it now." Zhao Xun also knew that the excuse he just found was too perfunctory, so he immediately changed his mind, "Let's talk about it together when we meet the others."

Dou Yaohui was about to get angry, but after hearing Zhao Xun's last words, his expression softened.

"Okay, I want to see what you can say in public later." After Dou Yaohui finished speaking, he picked up his quilt and walked out of the room.

The three of them went to Grandma Feng's bedroom together.

The third room on the second floor.

Grandma Feng didn't have the strength to carry the quilt and pillow downstairs, so at Zhao Xun's suggestion, she stuffed the quilt and pillow into a suitcase.

When in the corridor, Grandma Feng can pull the suitcase by herself.

When they reached the stairs, Zhao Xun came to carry them.

Grandma Feng packed up the bedding and stood up to leave. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the thermos cup placed on the bedside table.

She picked up the thermos cup and walked out while saying slightly sadly: "This is the kumquat tea that the old man made for me early in the morning. I took a sip. I was busy with things after that and didn't have time to drink anymore. "

Her voice was very low, obviously not to tell Zhao Xun and Dou Yaohui, but just talking to herself.

However, Zhao Xun and Dou Yaohui were both very close to each other, and the corridor was extremely quiet, so they still heard what Grandma Feng said clearly.

No one spoke for a while, and the atmosphere seemed a bit gloomy.

The three of them returned to the living room on the first floor, and Dou Yaohui spoke again: "Zhao Xun has something to say to everyone."

Everyone looked at Zhao Xun without knowing why, waiting for Zhao Xun to make a sound.

Zhao Xun took advantage of the situation and made a request to those who had not yet gone to get the quilt: "If possible, can you take down your suitcases?"

"Ah?" Gu Xiaoyun looked confused, "Why do you need to take the suitcase?"

"Why did you suddenly make this request?" Fan's mother was also puzzled.

"What do you want to do?" Fan Xiaodan looked at Zhao Xun with inquiry in his eyes.

"There is something I want to confirm." Zhao Xun said ambiguously, "I will tell you after I confirm it."

"That's pretty much what he told me just now." Dou Yaohui added in time and complained, "I don't know what the hell he is doing."

"It's just a suitcase, of course." Fan Xiaodan reminded Zhao Xun, "But I hope you can give me a reasonable explanation later."

After saying that, she led the others in her group up to the third floor.

Taking advantage of this time, Zhao Xun put his bedding on the single sofa, helped Grandma Feng take out the bedding, and then carefully checked Grandma Feng's suitcase.

After a while, Fan Xiaodan and the three of them went downstairs with their suitcases.

They put their quilts in their suitcases to make it easier to take them down.

After they took out the bedding, Zhao Xun checked their suitcases one by one.

It wasn't until Zhao Xun stood up straight again that Fan Xiaodan asked, "What do you want to be sure of?"

"I thought I found a clue about the murderer," Zhao Xun spread his hands helplessly, "but now it seems that I was overthinking."

"What clue?" Fan Xiaodan did not let it go easily and asked, "Even if you are overthinking, you must have discovered something to suddenly have such an idea, right?"

"I suddenly remembered that everyone has a suitcase, and maybe the identity of the murderer can be determined through the suitcase." Zhao Xun sighed, "But I looked carefully at everyone's suitcases, and there is nothing special about them. So I was wrong."

"That's it?" Fan Xiaodan asked suspiciously.

"Yes, what else could it be?" Zhao Xun asked.

"Why do you think the suitcase can identify the murderer?" Dou Yaohui questioned, "Just because everyone has a suitcase?"

"Yes, that's what I thought at that moment." Zhao Xun's expression was very calm, "After all, I am not a criminal policeman. I can understand if my thinking angle is wrong occasionally, right?"

"This...this...is true." Dou Yaohui scratched his head, feeling that he had been a bit aggressive just now.

At this time, Fan Xiaodan knew that it was useless to continue questioning Zhao Xun, so he could only give up temporarily.

But she always felt that Zhao Xun must have discovered something, but he just refused to let others know.

No, it's possible it was her.

He was afraid that if she found out, it would affect his progress in completing the task.

If their missions were exactly the same, then there would be a competitive relationship between them, so it wouldn't be surprising if he refused to share his findings.

But if Zhao Xun really made any additional discoveries, it means that Zhao Xun's progress is faster than hers.

Realizing this made Fan Xiaodan feel some pressure.

She rubbed her brows and sighed tiredly.

Then she motioned to Gu Xiaoyun to speak. She didn't want to talk for the time being and wanted to be quiet.

Gu Xiaoyun felt Fan Xiaodan's gaze and immediately said to the others: "It's getting late now, and we can't use the kitchen to cook, so I, Xiaodan and Aunt Fan put some instant noodles and ham sausage in our room together. We've brought out the rest, let's eat these for dinner first."

As she spoke, she and Fan's mother put down the bags they were carrying and opened the zippers. Inside were instant foods such as instant noodles, self-heating rice, ham sausages, and braised eggs.

Enough for them to eat tonight and tomorrow at noon.

Everyone thanked them and picked one for dinner.

There happens to be a water dispenser in the living room. You can easily use water when eating instant noodles or self-heating rice.

For a while, there was only the sound of people eating in the living room, and no one was talking.

After working all afternoon, and being nervous because of mutual suspicion, everyone was hungry and tired.

There is no time to talk now.

Everyone else ate quickly, except Grandma Feng, who looked at the instant noodles in front of her but was not in a hurry to eat.

She held the thermos cup and murmured something in a low voice, as if she was talking to the dead Grandpa Feng.

After talking for a while, with tears in her eyes, she slowly opened the thermos cup and took a sip of water.

A few seconds later, the thermos cup fell to the ground. The metal cup made a crisp collision sound with the tile floor, and the water in the cup spilled all over the floor.

Grandma Feng covered her neck with both hands, sobbed twice with difficulty, and then fell to the ground.

Everyone watched in shock as Grandma Feng fell down, and they didn't recover for a while.

Grandma Feng died too quickly. As soon as they heard the sound of the cup falling to the ground and raised their heads, they saw Grandma Feng falling to the ground.

"She... the way she died was very similar to Grandpa Feng." Liu Mei, who was tied to a chair, said with a trembling voice.

Only then did Fan Xiaodan come to her senses. She stood up and went to check Grandma Feng's body.

He said in a deep voice: "It's cyanide (anti-shielding) compound poisoning."

"What on earth is going on?" Dou Yaohui opened his mouth in shock, "We haven't been alone since Grandpa Feng died. How come Grandma Feng can still be poisoned?"

"She died after drinking the water in the thermos cup." Jiang Shuai reminded everyone, "Someone must have poisoned the thermos cup."

Before anyone else could speak, he added: "Grandma Feng took down the thermos cup when she was getting the quilt. At that time, Xiaomei and I were tied up. Whether it was poisoning upstairs or The poison in the living room could not have been done by me and Xiaomei anyway."

"Yes, yes," Xiaomei responded repeatedly and asked hopefully, "Now our suspicions can be cleared, right?"

"The poison may not have been administered after the two of you were tied up." Zhao Xun said calmly, "No one of us has been alone the whole afternoon, and we have been supervising each other. It is difficult to find opportunities to poison. On the contrary. I had many opportunities in the morning to secretly poison Grandma Feng’s thermos cup.”

He looked at Dou Yaohui: "You still remember what Grandma Feng said when she was holding the thermos cup upstairs, right?"

Dou Yaohui was at a loss for a moment, and then realized: "Yes! Grandma Feng said at that time that Grandpa Feng made this kumquat tea for her early in the morning, and she only had time to take a sip."

"In other words, after Grandma Feng took a sip of kumquat tea, she placed the thermos cup in the room." Zhao Xun continued, "It wasn't until Grandma Feng returned to the room to get the quilt that she took the thermos cup away. One day Throughout the morning, everyone had time to sneak into Grandma Feng’s room and poison the thermos.”

"You...you must doubt me!" Jiang Shuai kept twisting his body in such an angry manner, "I really didn't poison Grandma Feng."

"I never said you did this from the beginning to the end." Zhao Xun smiled, "Jiang Shuai, don't overreact, it will make others doubt you even more."

Jiang Shuai choked, and after he calmed down, he noticed that the others were looking at him with some scrutiny.

He knew that his behavior just now indeed made people more suspicious of him.

He suddenly went crazy, but he didn't know what else to say to restore his impression in everyone's mind. In the end, he could only choose to remain silent.

After Jiang Shuai calmed down, Gu Xiaoyun suddenly asked Fan Xiaodan: "Actually, there is something I haven't understood. Didn't you say that cyanide (anti-shielding) compounds taste like bitter almonds? Why didn't Grandpa Feng and Grandma Feng smell anything before they drank? Don’t you smell anything strange?”

If you smell something strange, you won't drink it.

Since they drank it, it means they didn't smell it.

She just couldn't figure it out, why didn't she smell it?

"The gas evaporated by cyanide (anti-shielding) compounds has the smell of bitter almonds, but the liquid is colorless and odorless." Fan Xiaodan explained, "The milk Grandpa Feng drinks is cold and evaporates very slowly. It is difficult to smell anything strange in the milk. The taste comes."

Gu Xiaoyun said "Oh" and asked again: "What about Grandma Feng?"

"Although Grandma Feng's kumquat tea is hot, the smell of kumquat itself will mask the bitter almond flavor." Fan Xiaodan paused and then said, "Actually, the bitter almond flavor of this volatilized gas is very weak. Feng Grandma and Grandpa Feng are old, so it’s normal that they can’t smell it. What’s more, 40% of people can’t smell this faint smell of bitter almonds.”

"So that's it." Gu Xiaoyun nodded, indicating that he understood.

"Then what should we do now?" Mother Fan looked at Grandma Feng's body lying on the ground and felt that she had no appetite to eat the remaining half bag of noodles in front of her.

How many normal people can eat in front of a dead person?

What's more, the person he lived with day and night died, dying in front of him.

Fan Xiaodan sighed and said very tiredly: "Let's put Grandma Feng's body next to Grandpa Feng first."

Since it is not certain who poisoned Grandma Feng, it is not appropriate to continue to put Grandma Feng's body here. It is better to put it in the restaurant with Grandpa Feng.

Here in the living room... we still have to let everyone sleep.

"Let me move the body." Zhao Xun volunteered.

Fan Xiaodan did not refuse, just said: "I'm with you."

Then she looked at the other people: "Clean the floor."

"Don't you want to keep the scene?" Dou Yaohui asked.

"No more." Fan Xiaodan sighed again, "We have to stay in the living room to sleep. It's not safe to leave such poisonous things here. When you clean up, be careful not to come into direct contact with the liquids. Use absorbent cloth or paper, You should also throw it into the trash can as soon as possible. When it is cleaned up, tie up the trash bag and throw it outside the door."

"Don't worry, leave it to us." Gu Xiaoyun patted his chest and promised, "We will complete the mission."

Fan Xiaodan forced a smile, and together with Zhao Xun, one held the shoulders and the other held the legs, and carried Grandma Feng's still warm body to the restaurant.

After placing Grandma Feng next to Grandpa Feng, Zhao Xun smiled and said, "You always look tired, and you seem to feel that living is very tiring."

"Isn't it tiring to live like this?" Fan Xiaodan asked, "You may die every day, constantly fighting other players, struggling to survive in the game, don't you feel tired?"

Zhao Xun did not answer Fan Xiaodan's question, but asked: "Since you feel so tired of living, why didn't you choose death?"

"It's better to die than live," Fan Xiaodan smiled bitterly, "Besides, I still want to go back and see my mother. Even if there is only one ten millionth chance, I don't want to give up."

"Since you think there is a glimmer of hope in life, why do you always look tired and exhausted?" Zhao Xun was puzzled. "If you insist on dying like this, you will make living a torture."

Either die happily, or face all kinds of difficulties and enjoy life. Either way is much more comfortable than Fan Xiaodan's.

"Maybe it's because my realm is not that high. Although I understand the truth, I still haven't adjusted my mentality well. I simply can't do it." Fan Xiaodan rubbed the center of his eyebrows.

She looked up at Zhao Xun and suddenly asked: "You actually made new discoveries by checking everyone's suitcases, right? You just didn't want to tell me."

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