Wear a Thriller To Protect the Boss

When the sun rose again the next day, the door lock of the iron cage on the first floor clicked and opened automatically.

Huo Yinting took the folded air-conditioning blanket and slowly walked out of the iron cage. He just poured himself a glass of water, but the next second he heard the direction of the second floor, and there was a girl's scream.

She paused, and then ran upstairs quickly.

In the bathroom at the end of the corridor on the second floor, the door was open, and several people were surrounded there with a panic expression, while Feng Niange was covering his face and shaking all over.

Pei Yi was also there, and when he saw Huo Yinting coming up, he calmly motioned her to look inside.

In the bathroom, Zheng Fei's body was lying on the tiled floor, all around it was clean and there was no blood.

His glasses were still on his face, and his clothes were neat, not as if he had experienced a fight; there was a circle of black finger marks on his neck, which seemed to be strangled to death.

However…

Huo Yinting glanced at Zheng Fei's deep purple lips. She walked over and leaned down, flipping his body slightly.

Until she saw a tiny pinhole near his carotid artery.

"He was poisoned to death."

I don't know what the specific poison is, but this special injectable poison should be a game configuration, so in all likelihood, it is the hand of another hunter.

Qiao Huai stood far from the corpse, his face full of horror and disbelief: "Did the hunter do it? Is it...who?"

Feng Niange was still crying: "I just saw him lying here when I went to bed together. It has nothing to do with me."

Guan Chen was the last to arrive at the scene of the crime. He saw Zheng Fei who had been dead for a long time. His pupils shrank suddenly, he suddenly bent down, started coughing and panting violently, and almost fell to the ground.

Feng Niange didn't wipe away any tears, so he rushed up to help him, and then took medicine from his pocket to him, and kept stroking his chest for him.

"Sorry guys, he has asthma, and he is prone to relapse when he is stimulated."

Naturally, no one thought that someone would really die in such an early morning.

So far, the so-called authenticity of the game has completely sounded the alarm for everyone present.

"Obviously, the murderer is among us." Jin Lin narrowed his eyes slightly. He thought that in this case, he needed to rely on his own IQ to stabilize the situation. "The lady surnamed Huo was locked in a cage last night. , For the time being, suspicion can be ruled out. What about the remaining people? Have you seen the dead last night?"

"I've seen it." Chu Ying held the drawing board in one hand and replied with a cold expression, "I saw it once before turning off the lights."

"Anything to talk about?"

"He wanted to exchange repeated puzzles with me, but I didn't agree."

"Then what?"

"Then I went back to the room." Chu Ying frowned, "What position are you interrogating me? Put your position clearly, everyone's suspicions are average."

In all fairness, Jin Lin has a high self-esteem and looks down upon others a little bit, but he is very patient with her and has a very good attitude.

He was not angry, and calmly explained: "I didn't mean to interrogate you. I just wanted to find out the truth. After all, someone must speak first, right?"

"I... I saw it!" Guan Chen pushed Feng Niange away, shaking his feet, pointing to Li Huijun, "After the lights were turned off last night, I went to the bathroom and saw her and Zheng Fei. Pulling and pulling in the corridor, who knows what happened afterwards?!"

Li Huijun was shocked, and hurriedly defended: "He came to pester me! He coveted my family's wealth, and it hasn't been a day or two to pester me! I just rejected him routinely last night, and I didn't do anything!"

Qi Ji on the side seemed a little surprised when he heard these words: "I always thought that the two were lovers."

"...Who is a lover with him?" Li Huijun mentioned this, his eyes were red and almost crying, "He was greedy and selfish. He abandoned my pregnant girlfriend before and came to seduce me again. He is a scumbag. Who would look at him? Fuck him?"

The sudden gossip caused everyone present to divert their attention slightly, and Chu Ying snorted coldly, "Then he deserves to die."

"Is this the point?" Guan Chen said, "Regardless of whether Zheng Fei is a scumbag or not, this woman surnamed Li can't get rid of the relationship."

Li Huijun said anxiously: "Except for Ms. Huo, none of you have an alibi. Why do you think it is me? My physical strength is so poor, can I beat a man?"

"Don't worry, you didn't say that you killed him now." Feng Niange calmed down in a low voice, "Don't argue, everyone. The most important thing is... to study how to deal with the corpse."

They couldn't keep Zheng Fei's body here until the seventh day.

Guan Chen retched, turned around in disgust, and didn't even want to look at it again: "I don't touch him anyway! When I grew up so old, when did I ever touch a dead person? Originally, the quality of sleep was bad enough. Nightmares?"

In fact, everyone thinks so, although he is the only one who doesn't care about telling the truth.

Chu Ying looked around sensibly: "I voted for a woman last night, and this morning I gave priority to suspicion that a woman is a murderer, and I didn’t want to go forward when dealing with the corpse. It's an egg."

"You **** unreasonable? No one voted last night. She got into the cage because she was out of luck in drawing lots. What's up with us? Besides, you have contact with Zheng Fei. Do you blame others for suspicion?"

"Okay." Pei Yi, who remained silent from beginning to end, finally couldn't listen anymore, and coldly intercepted Guan Chen's words, "I'll deal with the corpse and get out of it."

After hearing this, the others breathed a sigh of relief and collectively gave way in tacit understanding.

Huo Yinting said calmly: "I'll do a favor too."

She found a rusty shovel in the utility room next to her, and she didn't know why the shovel was placed in such a place, as if it was deliberately used to bury their bodies.

Pei Yi dragged the corpse downstairs. She followed behind with a shovel. Both of them were calm and there was no big disturbance.

After all, this is not the first time I have seen a dead person, I have long been used to it.

In the first two worlds, there were a lot of murders, but it was the first time to bury corpses.

Huo Yinting and Pei Yi found a soft soil on the island, he dug a hole, and she stood by and watched.

Those people stayed far away, as if not close, they would not be contaminated with the bad luck of death.

But this is also good, it is convenient for two people to talk alone.

She asked him: "You didn't kill it, did you?"

Pei Yi dragged the body into the pit that had just been dug. She wanted to help but was stopped by him.

"Don't dirty your hands." He whispered, "I didn't kill it. I don't have to kill an idiot whose puzzle is obviously missing."

"…Too."

"The soundproofing of the whole villa is very good. I hardly slept last night, but I didn't hear any unusual noises."

"The hunter should have used a weapon such as a poison needle. If he kills him with a single blow, there won't be any movement at all."

It's easy to kill a scumbag like Zheng Fei who has no great skills. Can you still count on him to fight back?

The sand gradually buried the stiff-faced corpse. In order to show that he was unfamiliar, Huo Yinting deliberately walked ahead on the way back.

She heard Pei Yi behind her say: "Be careful with other people. It's best not to let them gather the puzzles."

After all, in the middle of the game, if two complete puzzles appear, a hunter must be executed randomly, and she is in danger.

"A complete jigsaw requires nine pieces, it is difficult to find all of them, and..." Huo Yinting smiled meaningfully, "I believe that not everyone is willing to expose the jigsaw easily."

The appearance of two complete puzzles will certainly make a hunter out of the game, but in the same way, it also means that the puzzle holder will soon become a living target for other players.

After all, in the end, the game only allows two prisoners to win.

This is a difficult multiple choice question.

Obviously, because of Zheng Fei's death, everyone's mood is not very good. Even Qi Ji doesn't cook anymore. Whoever is hungry goes to the refrigerator to get ready-made food.

But in fact, no one can eat it, except Feng Niange.

Feng Niange sat at the table, with three bowls of instant noodles, a box of self-heating small hot pot, a few bags of biscuits, a pile of bread and ham in front of her. She kept stuffing her mouth like an emotional filling machine.

Sitting not far away, Li Huijun was really surprised to see this scene, and couldn't help but ask carefully: "Ms. Feng, does the female anchor do not need to control her diet a little bit?"

"…I do not need."

"Oh…"

Guan Chen was nervous and irritable at first, and now he was even more angry. He overturned the instant noodles Feng Niange was eating with a slap, and the soup was spilled all over the table.

"Eat, eat, you **** know how to eat! Lao Tzu took you with this broom star to be considered **** for eight lifetimes!"

Feng Niange trembled subconsciously. She was not eating with chopsticks, nor was she not eating, her eyes were red and at a loss.

Guan Chen was too lazy to care about her, got up and went upstairs by himself. Seeing that the momentum was wrong, Li Huijun quietly left.

The living room was empty, but Huo Yinting, who had just entered the door, happened to witness this scene.

Huo Yinting waved to Pei Yi secretly. Pei Yi immediately understood and avoided silently. She took a rag from the kitchen and walked straight to Feng Niange to help the other party clean up the tabletop.

Feng Niange turned down in a low voice: "No need for Miss Huo, I'll just do it myself."

"It doesn't take much to wipe the table, you eat yours."

Feng Niange stared at the overturned box of instant noodles, sluggish for a while, and suddenly retched without warning, her complexion turned red, and she rushed into the bathroom all the way.

Huo Yinting was puzzled, and threw away the rag and followed up. Seeing Feng Niange boiled the water to the maximum, he was lying on the side of the pool and vomiting.

"Miss Feng, are you okay?"

"...I'm okay." Feng Niange vomited for a long time, until the water washed away the dirt, she stood up by the side of the pool, tearfully took the tissues from Huo Yinting, "Thank you."

Huo Yinting had also heard some stories about female eating broadcasts deliberately eating a lot of things to induce vomiting in order to get hits, but Feng Niange shouldn't be of this kind.

"If I remember correctly, Miss Feng seems to be a game anchor, right? The game anchor also needs to induce vomiting?"

"I can't help it." Feng Niange closed her eyes embarrassedly, and drops of water dripped down her hair, making her look weak and embarrassed. "I have a bulimia nervosa, and I need to eat a lot to relieve mental stress. But soon after eating, I often vomit habitually."

Huo Yinting thoughtfully: "Ms. Feng is under a lot of stress?"

"Always, it's been big."

This so-called mental stress, I am afraid that besides work, most of it comes from her boyfriend Guan Chen.

"With all due respect, Ms. Feng, sometimes blindly indulgent, it can't be exchanged for the other party's concession and understanding."

Feng Niange nodded sadly: "I know, but I met Guan Chen when I was eighteen. Seven years ago, he was not like this before. I...I always think he will repent."

"Then he shows signs of repentance?"

"…No."

"Don't place your hopes on unrealistic things. The more you accommodate him, the less he will care about you."

"But I really love him. I have done almost everything for him, including those ignorant things."

Huo Yinting calmly raised her eyes: "What is ignorant of the conscience?"

"...It's all a long time ago." Feng Niange didn't continue speaking, she wiped the water marks on her palm, and sincerely held Huo Yinting's hand, "Miss Huo, although you don't seem to get along well, I think You are a kind person, don’t worry, I won’t vote for you tonight."

There is no real kind person in this world.

Huo Yinting didn't think this sentence was a compliment, but he didn't say anything, just smiled.

"Thank you Miss Feng for your kindness, I will never vote for Miss Feng."

She turned around to leave, when Feng Niange called out again behind her: "Miss Huo."

She stopped and turned around.

"Um?"

Feng Niange hesitated for a long time, but finally couldn't tell why, so he shook his head helplessly and bitterly: "Miss Huo, you have to look for the jigsaw carefully. The jigsaw puzzle is very important."

Huo Yinting groaned, and she raised her eyebrows slightly, indicating that she had heard it.

"thanks for reminding."