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When there were footsteps approaching outside the door, Chi Yiyin had already looked up to the door.

The door panel was slammed loudly, as if it would be shattered in the next second.

But Chi Yiyin didn't go directly to open the door, but his eyes fell on the gap under the wooden door. After seeing the shadow projected outside the gap, he already had a rough estimate of the situation of the people outside the door.

Strong body, rough voice, old shoes, stained with mud.

Judging from the height of the vibration center of the door panel, the person calling the door outside the door should be about 1.7 meters. He has been working hard all year round, and the conditions at home are not good. In terms of the choice of boots and the degree of wear and tear, first consider hunters and other field occupations, not like those worn by farmers.

Before seeing people outside, Chi Yiyin already had a rough outline in his mind. He even looked down at his shabby clothes and guessed that the initial identity represented by his clothes should be similar to that of the outsider.

And almost at the same time as Chi Yiyin's guess appeared, the system's prompt sound also came online: [Survivors please pay attention to their initial identities. If other participants discover their real identities, the plot will fail, and survivors will also be trapped in the plot. middle. 】

initial identity...

Chi Yiyin narrowed his eyes and sneered inwardly.

The system will only explain the rules after the player has guessed it himself. If the player can't guess, it means they don't know the rules at all.

If that is the case, no matter how shrewd the player is, they will inevitably step into the pit prepared by the system.

However, Chi Yiyin also understood her current situation.

His behavior and handling of affairs, even his displayed character, and his actions must conform to his own identity. Aside from appearance, if someone else finds out that he is not the person he played...

Even if others won't kill him, the system won't let him go back to the Snow Mountain Hotel in the real timeline.

He will be trapped here, ushering in the unknown.

"Damn it! Lao Yang, you **** fell asleep in there, right? Dead things, don't get out!"

Seeing that no one came to open the door for a long time, the people outside became impatient and began to kick the door with their feet, and the door panel was about to collapse.

Li Sijun's eyes were condensed, and he didn't have the ease and comfort he had when he was chatting and laughing with Chi Yiyin just now. Instead, he took on a high-ranking cold indifference, as if disgusted by being disturbed by noisy crows.

He didn't make any movement, still leaning halfway on the bed, looking leisurely at Chi Yiyin who was standing not far away, and asked with a smile, "Aren't you going to open the door?"

Li Sijun looked determined and unwilling to move, but it was within Chi Yiyin's expectation.

He quickly looked around the room, and then he saw the iron hook placed in the corner to tidy up the fire. He walked over immediately, held the iron hook upside down in his hand, and then stretched out the iron hook to hook it at a distance from the door. The handle of the door.

The door is locked inside.

Chi Yiyin didn't know if it was done by his identity before he woke up, or by Li Sijun. If "he" did it himself, then it seems that this identity had doubts about the other people in the hotel at the beginning, and he didn't completely trust him.

He only appeared here after the plot was triggered, and he was dressed like this...

Chi Yiyin's eyes darkened, and she suspected that her current time point was before the players entered the instance.

At that time, it was the town residents and tourists who died.

I am afraid that his and others' current identities are also one of them.

But... in the small town, is there any occupation in contact with the wild? Is it a lumberjack?

Chi Yiyin was puzzled, but his hands did not stop at all. His slender fingers quickly and flexibly turned the iron hook. Even though the tool was rough and the distance was long, he still hooked the door lock accurately.

There was a slight "click", and the keyholes merged.

Seeing this scene, Li Sijun was very surprised, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and finally got up and walked over to have a closer look.

He knew that Chi Yiyin could pick the lock, but he didn't expect Chi Yiyin to be so proficient.

"How did you learn such a craft?"

Li Sijun said with a smile, "This made me doubt your real occupation."

Taking advantage of the opening of the door, Chi Yiyin raised his eyelashes, looked at Li Sijun with a sneer and said, "If you can judge your occupation based on this, then your occupation is probably a devil?"

He raised his chin indifferently, and retracted the iron hook: "What you were reading just now, wasn't my book? It's been practiced with a pen all year round, and you can do it yourself."

After the words fell, the people outside the door did not expect that Chi Yiyin would open the door suddenly at this time, and the hand that knocked down immediately missed, and the whole person staggered a few steps inward and fell to the ground.

Before the man could react, the iron hook in Chi Yiyin's hand was already pointing at his eyes, and any further inch would penetrate his eyes and into his brain.

He suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and froze in place, not daring to move.

"You know I'm in the room, but you still dare to yell at me like that? Are you courting death?"

Chi Yiyin raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes, and his voice was deliberately thick, and he reprimanded viciously: "I haven't seen you for a few years, but you are much more courageous than before."

The man's arrogance when he was outside the door was immediately suppressed, and Chi Yiyin's arrogance snuffed out his arrogance just now. He smiled and raised his hand to move the iron hook in front of him away.

But Chi Yiyin only snorted coldly, and immediately swung down mercilessly, stabbing heavily, piercing the man's arm.

"I'm **** old Yang, you!"

The man was so startled that his three souls lost his six souls, and he yelled loudly.

But after a while, he didn't see the expected pain spreading, and there was no blood on his body, so he slowly stopped shouting and looked again.

Only then did he realize that Chi Yiyin had rubbed the flesh of his arm accurately and stabbed it through the gap in the clothes next to him.

"Next time it won't be so light."

Chi Yiyin said viciously: "Dare to provoke me? I don't even think about who you are."

After being frustrated twice in a row, that person really didn't dare to think about it.

When he smiled silly at Chi Yiyin, he had an honest and ingratiating appearance, and he didn't see the ferocity outside the door at all.

"Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding, haha ​​Lao Yang, the relationship between our two brothers, isn't it?"

The man laughed, and when he saw Li Sijun who was watching coldly, he seemed to know Li Sijun and shouted again and again: "Master Bai, you are not authentic, why don't you speak for me?"

After hearing what the man called Li Sijun, Chi Yiyin frowned imperceptibly, and glanced at Li Sijun from the corner of his eye.

This person clearly looks like he knows Li Sijun, but what he calls is not Li Sijun's name at all... Li Sijun's initial identity is this "Bai Ye"?

Li Sijun put one hand in his pocket lazily, and didn't even give that person a look, so how could he pay attention to his pleading for help.

But that person didn't have the slightest anger to be ignored, on the contrary he seemed very adaptable, as if Master Bai should have been like this in the first place.

And his terrified shout just now was also transmitted through the wide open door. Someone nearby heard the sound, opened the door and came over to check.

Another middle-aged man dressed as a hunter appeared in Chi Yiyin's field of vision.

The middle-aged man has slanted eyes, thick black and blue eyes, black lips, and a gloomy and mean look. His uneven breathing sounds like he is about to die at any time.

He only glanced into the room, and he was no longer surprised by the ferocity of the people on the ground and Chi Yiyin. He only looked away with his eyes half down, and his erratic voice seemed to be choking his throat.

"Still making trouble here, everyone else has already gone down, I won't speak well for you if you're late."

Diao Shaoyan only left such a sentence, wrapped in a leather coat as if afraid of the cold, stepped on the creaking floor, and walked downstairs.

His voice made Chi Yiyin frowned uncomfortably and began to doubt his identity.

Chi Yiyin looked down at the person on the ground whom she had pierced through, without saying a word, just staring at him with cold eyes.

That look, like an evil spirit hiding in the darkness, made one's heart shudder.

The man also flinched in fear, but when he thought of something else, he said bravely, "Old Yang, you see, Bai Laosan over there is also urging us, if we don't go down, it's really too late, we still..."

"Then you ran over and made trouble in front of my door, are you going to just let it go so lightly?"

Chi Yiyin interrupted the man, and asked slowly, "Can't you?"

Three words were enough for the man to break out in cold sweat.

He complained endlessly, but there was another more terrifying thing, and he could only apologize again and again: "I'm afraid that you, Lao Yang, overslept? I apologize, apologize."

Chi Yiyin remained calm, standing on the spot with a look of bewilderment.

The man couldn't figure out what Chi Yiyin was thinking, so he could only say a lot more.

And from what he said, Chi Yiyin also roughly figured out the current situation.

This is an invited gathering. All twelve people who were invited have all arrived, and all the visitors know each other.

Everyone else has gone downstairs, and only a few of them are still in the room.

And the "Ye Daddy" downstairs is a ruthless character with a smiling face. Most of the others are afraid of him and dare not be late in front of him.

As for the one who came to knock on the door and was frightened by Chi Yiyin, he claimed to be nicknamed Datou, and he knew Lao Yang many years ago, but at that time he had a quarrel with Lao Yang, so he has never been able to deal with it very well.

But what Datou didn't expect was that the old Yang played by Chi Yiyin was much more fierce than the old Yang in his impression.

The big head was embarrassed and dared not speak, but he didn't become suspicious either. He just thought that Lao Yang had improved over the years, he was more fierce than before, and he was no longer a person to provoke.

Because of Ye Ye's fear, the big head eagerly wanted Chi Yiyin to let him go, not wanting to be implicated by Chi Yiyin, and he offended Ye Ye because of being late at the beginning of the party.

Until then, seeing that the information collected from the big head was almost exhausted, Chi Yiyin pulled the iron hook from the ground, and raised his chin towards the door: "Get lost."

The big head rushed out immediately, rolling and crawling, without even having time to look back.

And it wasn't until then that the anger and ferocity on Chi Yiyin's handsome face gradually calmed down, and he returned to his usual calm appearance.

His eyebrows were raised one second, and the next second he was calm.

Li Sijun raised his eyebrows with interest, and asked, "Aren't you angry?"

Chi Yiyin glanced at him, then walked out with long legs.

Long before the plot was triggered, Chi Yiyin had already had a panoramic view of the entire Snow Mountain Hotel, reconstructed a three-dimensional model in his mind, filled in every structure accurately, and formed a unique hotel that belonged to him. own three-dimensional map.

And the plot that is triggered now is still in the Snow Mountain Hotel. Even though the hotel has been renovated, the general structure is still the same, which also allows Chi Yiyin to know the outside structure without any effort.

Therefore, as soon as he stepped out of the room, he walked along the route he remembered without any hesitation. He hid behind the wall of the corridor in two steps, making sure that no one upstairs or downstairs could see him, and then went down vigilantly and carefully. look.

The living room on the first floor was a bit noisy. Several men were sitting around the sofa, laughing and joking. At first glance, it looked like a small talk trapped at home in winter.

It's just that those people's clothes are different but obviously different from ordinary people, and the occasional ferocity on their faces still shows that their identities are not ordinary.

Apart from Bai Lao San and Da Tou whom Chi Yiyin saw just now, several other middle-aged men were also sitting around on the sofa or stools.

After a few glances, Chi Yiyin roughly distinguished the identities of the people downstairs.

A few of them were obviously smirking, their expressions were full of flattery and awe, and there was a faint gesture of showing favor to the others.

And the one sitting on the sofa closest to the fireplace was an old man of some age.

His gray hair was braided into braids, dry and frizzy due to not taking care of it for a long time, his skin was black and yellow with deep wrinkles and deep grooves, and he was wearing layers of thick clothes in a mess. At first glance, he looked like an ordinary old man warming himself by the fire.

But if you look closely, you will find that his eyes are cold and bright, and there is a faint cruelty between his brows, as if he has long been used to seeing human life, and he doesn't care about the whole world and life and death.

Even though he was smoking a hookah on his own, if his eyes occasionally glanced at other people, they would immediately look back with a respectful or even awe-inspiring attitude.

This should be the daddy that Datou said.

Apart from the rule that was guessed, Chi Yiyin didn't know much about this place. He couldn't rush downstairs and expose his identity in complete ignorance, so he could only collect as much information as possible.

"Lao Yang, why haven't they come down yet?"

Soon someone downstairs noticed that the number of people was wrong, and they were dissatisfied: "No one told him, so Dad is waiting for them downstairs?"

The big head who had just suffered a loss from Chi Yiyin took the opportunity to file a complaint, and said aggrievedly: "I dare not urge him, I called him just now, and he scolded me severely."

He pointed to Bai Laosan: "Bai Laosan has seen it all, and he even said he would kill me."

Bai Laosan nestled on the sofa, wrapped in thick leather, with a sick and gloomy look, and when he mentioned him, he just squinted at Datou and sneered, not intending to testify for Datou.

The old man was not angry, he tapped the pipe pipe in his hand with a smile, and looked like a kind old man: "Lao Yang and the others have a long journey, and they are tired when they come here. It's okay, let's start first."

The others responded immediately, scolded Lao Yang a few words, and then discussed with Father Ye about being invited this time.

"Aren't you going to go down?"

With one hand in his pocket, Li Sijun leaned lazily on the wall of the corridor, watching Chi Yiyin groping up and down.

He didn't care about his situation, and he didn't have any extra fears about his father, which was completely different from Datou and the others.

Compared with the character who triggers the plot to play the initial identity, Li Sijun looks more like a spectator sitting in the audience.

rather than actors on stage.

Chi Yiyin glanced at him, Li Sijun's reaction was in his expectation, and it didn't surprise him much.

He had already noticed Li Sijun's state of being out of the crowd, rather, Li Sijun would also trigger the plot, and following him here made him even more strange.

Chi Yiyin's attention was still on herself.

From waking up to now, there was almost no extra time left for him, so he had no choice but to carefully check the information brought by his initial identity before going downstairs.

With no more information available, all he can rely on is his own judgment.

——Everything he sees, hears, and even smells will be transformed into his intelligence.

On top of this, he will go upstream, make up for all the gaps caused by the lack of information before, and regain control of the current situation.

Chi Yiyin didn't pay much attention to Li Sijun, he coldly regarded all curiosity from Li Sijun as interference, and only focused on himself.

But what Li Sijun said is right, the system has done a good thing anyway.

—At the very least, the clothes prepared for him, although they looked worn out, had no peculiar smell or signs of being worn. It's just worn out, but it's still brand new.

If it wasn't like this, Chi Yiyin would rather throw away her clothes and complete the whole scene with the sheets on.

This made Chi Yiyin heave a sigh of relief, but also raised his eyebrows. He was a little satisfied with the system, and even looked at Li Sijun more pleasingly.

Li Sijun: ...Huh?

Li Sijun, who had been paying close attention to Chi Yiyin, noticed his mood swings, but he didn't know what was causing Chi Yiyin's slight change in attitude.

He stared at Chi Yiyin with interest, and even subconsciously took two steps forward to get closer.

However, Li Sijun probably didn't expect that Chi Yiyin's obsession with cleanliness played a role this time.

Because Li Sijun himself also hated the old clothes worn by other people, so Lian Chi Yiyin brought along with him, and also prepared new clothes.

It's a system that is vaguely aware of something: […]

It seriously doubts that Chi Yiyin will not focus on the key points.

Now it wants to kill Chi Yiyin to make up for the previous disadvantages, but Chi Yiyin is actually satisfied with it because of a new set of clothes? ?

There is nothing more frustrating to a man who is ready to do evil.

The system even felt that Chi Yiyin had seen its thoughts, so it was using this method to disgust it.

System: Humans are really cunning, there is no good thing!

But Chi Yiyin didn't care what Li Sijun was thinking, after searching carefully, he really found other things from his clothes.

A crumpled piece of paper fell out from the interlayer of the clothes.

Chi Yiyin bent down and was about to pick it up, but when his fingers just touched the note, his expression became solemn.

This touch is almost exactly the same as the paper of the invitation letter he held before.

The most common paper in the eyes of ordinary people actually has its own unique texture. Not to mention the place of origin and manufacturer, even different batches of paper will have slight differences, just like unique "fingerprints".

Although Chi Yiyin couldn't immediately identify the source of the paper, he could tell that it was the same kind of paper.

In other words, this is an invitation letter received by "Old Yang".

However, unlike Chi Yiyin's own invitation letter numbered 03, Lao Yang's invitation letter has frayed edges and deep fold marks, and the originally tough paper was almost broken from it.

It can be seen that Lao Yang was extremely anxious about being invited. Maybe he couldn't help taking it out to check it over and over again on the way here. Maybe it was the mentality of wanting to escape, which made him try to see something else from this invitation letter. what come.

...Lao Yang was afraid.

Chi Yiyin pursed her lips, realizing that her original identity might not be easy to play.

Not only did Lao Yang know some inside information, but he probably also predicted the death of this invitation. He even thought that he might be killed by other invitees.

But whether it's the big head or the third white boy, they are obviously much more relaxed about this gathering.

Why did Gu Xichao, who issued the invitation letter, treat Lao Yang so differently?

When Chi Yiyin unfolded the invitation letter, he saw another note falling down with sharp eyes.

He instinctively reached out to catch it, but another person moved faster than him.

The beautiful palm with sharp knuckles was so fast that it almost disappeared, and in an instant, it had already caught the note between the slender fingers, and then calmly raised it to Chi Yiyin, motioning for him to take it.

When Chi Yiyin looked over, he saw Li Sijun's lowered eyelashes swept across the note, and then a slight smile appeared on his lips.

In Chi Yiyin's sight, Li Sijun's profile was handsome and beautiful, and when he slightly lowered his eyelashes, it added a bit of harmless beauty, blurring his own danger and sharpness.

Chi Yiyin was stunned for a moment, then immediately recovered and took the note.

After unfolding, it is a sentence written in pen and handwriting.

[Mr. Root, do you still remember what happened back then? 】

The tone was even somewhat leisurely, as if the person who wrote this sentence was in a good mood at the time, that's why he had such wording. Judging from the handwriting, it was exactly the same as the invitation letter that Chi Yiyin found from the hidden compartment on the floor of the proprietress.

It was Gu Xichao who wrote this note.

But on the contrary, it was a ruthless force that pierced through the back of the paper.

The tip of the pen almost scratched the paper, and when you rubbed it with your fingertips, you could feel the obvious dent.

In Chi Yiyin's mind, he could even imagine Gu Xichao's expression and state of mind when he wrote this sentence.

Gu Xichao, who had always been gentle and refined, couldn't even restrain his hatred.

What made Chi Yiyin even more startled was this title.

Root.

Not only did the invitation letter he found from the proprietress belong to Root, but even the bones burning in the fireplace when he saw Gu Xichao for the last time seemed to belong to Root.

And the unlucky agent who died halfway in the snowfield, Brian Root, was also Root's son or grandson.

It can make Gu Xichao hate so much, and even treat her differently...

Chi Yiyin's eyes darkened, and she already had a rough estimate of the danger she was about to face.

He quickly read the contents of the invitation letter, and then changed the posture of "Old Yang"—or Lute hiding it before, and instead put it in his coat pocket, and confirmed it. The corner of the invitation was sticking out of the pocket.

After doing all this, Chi Yiyin adjusted his expression, made a ferocious appearance that fit his identity, deliberately stepped on his feet, and creaked down the stairs.

But before entering everyone's sight, Chi Yiyin did not forget to pull Li Sijun next to him and let him walk in front of him, while he always maintained a posture of one step behind.

Chi Yiyin still remembers Datou's completely different attitude towards the two.

Obviously, in Datou's perception, Master Bai's status is higher than that of Lao Yang.

Under this kind of relationship, if he walks in front of Li Sijun, others will see at a glance that there is a problem between them.

Li Sijun didn't reject Chi Yiyin, but when Chi Yiyin's hand reached his back, he frowned instinctively, like a person's reaction before anticipating the approach of disgusting things.

In order to be able to watch the stage play in the best viewing seats, Li Sijun doesn't mind enduring a few seconds of ordinary people's touch.

But even so, when Chi Yiyin's palm really fell on him, he was still shocked.

Immediately, he opened his eyes wide in surprise.

Something happened that he didn't expect.

Chi Yiyin's touch... was much easier to accept than he imagined.

No, it should be said that not only did he not hate Chi Yiyin's touch like he hated other people, but he only felt like a breeze, which made him even want to get closer to Chi Yiyin.

This strange reaction that had never happened before made Li Sijun look sideways at Chi Yiyin in deep thought, his gaze full of inquiry.

Is it because Chi Yiyin's body temperature is low? or some other reason...

Chi Yiyin noticed Li Sijun's gaze, but he just pressed Li Sijun's back calmly, silently warning him not to talk nonsense.

And the conversations of the people downstairs stopped immediately, and they all turned their heads to look at the two people walking down the stairs.

"Lao Yang, did you sleep long enough?"

Someone was the first to make a sound, dissatisfied and coldly snorted: "Do you know how long Dad has been waiting for you here? What's wrong with you, why did Dad and us wait for you?"

The others immediately chimed in: "I heard that Lao Yang has made a fortune in the past few years, hehe, could it be that he thought he was someone and became proud? Even our old friends don't like him anymore."

"It doesn't matter if you look down on us, but if he dares to look down on you, Dad, I will be the first to spare him!"

"This old Yang, really can't do it."

"It means Master Bai is kind, if I...ha!"

…

The discussion was noisy.

The eyes that looked over in pairs were full of hostility.

Li Sijun also looked sideways at Chi Yiyin, curious to know how he planned to deal with it.

Chi Yiyin's gaze quickly swept across the entire living room, and everyone's expressions and micro-expressions fell into his eyes. His mind was running non-stop, reconstructing and marking everyone's identity in his brain And analysis, and based on this, make a quick decision.

He snorted coldly, and kicked the coffee table next to him as soon as he lifted his foot, making a loud noise.

Everyone was shocked, and their voices stopped talking, and they all looked at Chi Yiyin, not understanding what he was going to do.

And some people—such as Datou—looked at Chi Yiyin gloatingly, thinking that he was about to suffer a catastrophe.

"Why, you are allowed to fool me, and I am not allowed to be angry?"

Chi Yiyin deliberately thickened his voice, and said viciously: "My old Yang treats you like brothers, so you treat me like this? The clay figurine is still angry, I don't care who made it, this kind of There should be no way of doing it!"

As he said that, he seemed to be in a hurry, and he went to his pocket with shaking hands, took out the invitation letter under everyone's gaze, and shook it out in his hand to show it to everyone.

"What is this, huh? Let me ask you, what the **** is this?"

"One of you wants to mess with something!"

Chi Yiyin looked over at everyone with gloomy eyes, but was caught off guard by a familiar face.

He froze for a moment, then temporarily suppressed the surprise in his heart, as if the pause just now was just his sadness over his brother's betrayal, and then continued: "If you really want me, Lao Yang, to work with you again, what is the use of this kind of thing? Do you really think that I am that soft persimmon, allowing me to be bullied?"

As he said that, Chi Yiyin lifted a chair next to him with a raised hand, "Bang!", and the room was silent.

Only the sound of his heavy breathing was left.

The people who were usually angry or gloating, now they all looked at each other, their eyes were shocked but agreed, their expressions were complicated, and there was some information exchanged in their eyes, but no one was the first to say anything.

Only Dad Ye, who had been silent all this time, was smoking the hookah, and then he knocked on the cigarette rod unhurriedly, and smiled when he looked up at Chi Yiyin.

"Brother Yang is upset."

He nodded and said with a smile, "That's right, I can't be happy if my brothers doubt me."

"You guys, I've already said that Younger Brother Yang is the most loyal, and he must not be the one. You still don't believe me. Look now, have you hurt your brother's heart?"

Ye Lao stood up, and while blaming the others, he walked towards Chi Yiyin, grabbed his hand, and led him to the crowd.

Chi Yiyin only felt that the old man's hand was full of strength. He seemed to be entangled by a cold and sticky poisonous snake. The disgusting touch made his arm a layer of pimples, but he still endured the thought. The idea of ​​getting rid of the old man's hand.

He acted as if he was still angry, and was pulled to the sofa next to him by Father Ye, but no matter how much Father Ye wanted to push him to sit on the sofa, he refused to sit down.

After a few tugs, he sat down angrily, but he still looked at the others viciously, as if his trust had been broken.

"Old Yang, don't worry."

At this time, Bai Laosan, who had been watching the show, looked at it slowly, and said in a cold and flimsy voice: "No matter who plays this kind of trick, what kind of invitation letter...we will find this person."

But at the same time, Chi Yiyin was keenly aware that Bai Laosan probably didn't think so in his heart.

While Bai Laosan was speaking for him, he kept staring at him, as if he wanted to find something from his expression.

Chi Yiyin was not afraid, but precisely controlled every trace of her micro-expressions, making herself look like she was slowly calming down her anger, and then sat on the side angrily, refusing to speak, just watching other people's discussions with cold eyes .

Since he can perceive other people's thoughts and emotions from observing their expressions, he can learn how to control his own expressions during the long training and habits, and deceive everyone without leaving a sound. Let others believe that what he reveals are all true feelings.

People who are good at spotting lies must be better at telling lies.

Besides, Lao Yang's own personality also helped Chi Yiyin, becoming his best camouflage.

After realizing that Lao Yang and Root were the same person, Chi Yiyin quickly recalled the corpse in the fireplace before, combined with what he was wearing now, he knew that Lao Yang's character must be reckless and carefree, his own Life is a mess.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have such a figure, even his clothes were not fastened, and he looked slovenly.

And since the system required him to act as Lao Yang, and made it clear that no one else could see his flaws, it meant that other people's impression of Lao Yang was also consistent with what he had inferred.

Among all the people present who received the invitation letter, everyone said that they did not know who sent the invitation letter, they only thought it was sent by the other party, or that the old man or Bai Ye was calling them. He came in a hurry.

Before Chi Yiyin went downstairs, other people had already compared the information with each other, and was shocked to find that everyone seemed to be the one who received the invitation, not the one who sent it.

This made everyone feel puzzled, and Lao Yang, who had not gone downstairs in the house, was also within the scope of their suspicion.

Chi Yiyin felt that something was wrong after seeing the extra note.

The reason why Lao Yang is so anxious, apart from the reason for the note, is probably because Lao Yang knows very well that if he is really suspected by others, he is afraid that he will be suspected by others before something really happens. kill.

From the ferocious faces of this group of people, one can tell at a glance that they are violent people who have had human lives on their hands, and it is not surprising to do anything.

Besides...

In the living room, Chi Yiyin saw Gu Xichao sitting in a wheelchair.

The person behind the scenes didn't have the slightest fear, and sat openly next to everyone, and even looked at Chi Yiyin with a smile when he came down, and silently greeted Chi Yiyin with his mouth.

Chi Yiyin had a hunch that Gu Xichao must be planning to do something to him.

So he preemptively acted particularly angry and impulsive as soon as he met each other, so as to dispel other people's suspicions.

Things like the invitation letter, and the beautiful pen writing in that hand... It's not like a rude and impulsive person like Lao Yang can think of a way.

Compared with the twists and turns of the invitation letter, Lao Yang prefers to speak with his fists.

While playing the role of Lao Yang, Chi Yiyin also used Lao Yang's original personality to make a false mask for himself. After deceiving everyone, he sat aside and observed the expressions of everyone coldly.

Apart from Gu Xichao, Chi Yiyin's eyes were still vaguely fixed on the other person.

He didn't expect that besides Li Sijun, there was another person who also triggered the plot and appeared here.

It was the rock and roll guy who was scared to collapse before.

But now, the rock man is sitting on the sofa, looking taciturn and indifferent, completely different from Chi Yiyin's previous impression.

Noticing Chi Yiyin's gaze, the rock boy raised his eyes, and looked back at him gloomyly, his gaze was cold.