Wear a Thriller To Protect the Boss

When the day shrouded in panic passed again, at eight o'clock in the evening, the door of the villa was blocked, and there were only nine people sitting around the sofa at the table.

They are about to vote for the sacrificers who will be imprisoned in the iron cage tonight.

"Everyone has seen that. Mr. Zheng was gone last night." Jin Lin is still the first to speak, perhaps for professional reasons. He seems to enjoy the feeling of controlling the rhythm of the audience. "I think you guys have not forgotten. Mr. Zheng has no obvious scars on his body, his glasses and clothes are neat, only the finger marks on his neck and the pinhole, obviously he has not undergone violent fighting-this shows that the strength of the hunter can suppress him. In this regard, I prefer to be male."

Feng Niange whispered: "But there are five men, including Mr. Jin."

"Are you stupid?" Guan Chen said impatiently, "If he is a hunter, can he still actively analyze it here?"

"That's not necessarily." Qiao Huai couldn't help retorting, "The more the hunter, the more he has to confuse his sight with the rhythm. This is the same as playing Werewolf Killing or Werewolf Jumping to Prophet. It is a regular gameplay."

"Everyone was dead last night. You **** killed the werewolf still killing the werewolf. I think you want to be killed next?"

"..."

Qiao Huai glanced at Guan Chen and stopped talking.

Seeing that the scene returned to silence, Jin Lin added unhurriedly: "Even if there are five men, the success rate of committing crimes is not even. I think we should give priority to players with more physical strength, otherwise what will the opponent do? Can kill Mr. Zheng quickly in the bathroom without making any unusual movements? This quick, accurate and ruthless method is not something ordinary people can easily accomplish."

"To sum up, I think Mr. Joe is slightly less likely. After all, he is young and thin. With his hand strength, he may not be able to pinch such deep finger marks-of course, neither am I. He is a lawyer who is good at using IQ to solve problems. He doesn't like fitness at ordinary times. His physical condition is actually not good. He thinks he is not an opponent of Mr. Zheng."

Chu Ying raised her eyes coldly: "You mean that the hunter came from among the three of them?"

She refers to Pei Yi, Qi Ji and Guan Chen.

Jin Lin smiled: "I think the possibility of Mr. Guan is also very small. Although he is burly, judging from his reaction to seeing the body this morning, he is most likely not the murderer. I have been a lawyer for so many years and have seen countless suspects. People, it's hard for ordinary people to fool my eyes."

"Of course it's not me!" Guan Chen said, "I was scared to death when I saw the corpse this morning. How the **** would I dare to kill?"

"You don't dare to kill, do we dare?" Qi Ji has a good temper, but it does not mean that he can let others pour dirty water on his head. It is meaningless. I can also use the same method to clear my suspicion. It should be noted that the hunter is a suppressive weapon. He does not need to be physically strong, as long as he can temporarily attract Mr. Zheng’s attention, take the opportunity to pierce with a poisonous needle. In the neck of the opponent, the poison can cause death on the spot, even a woman can do it."

Jin Lin looked at him sideways: "It turns out that Mr. Qi's eloquence is very good, why haven't I noticed it before?"

Qi Ji did not panic: "Where, I have to talk about eloquence. I am far behind Lawyer Jin. I believe that this is not the first time everyone has heard about the ability of lawyers to reverse black and white and confuse people."

"Mr. Qi is attacking me personally?"

"No, I'm just refuting your point of view normally."

"It's very important to find a hunter with a rhythm, but it's not the most important." Pei Yi leaned on the sofa with her arms around, and said in a deep voice, "You can't be 100% sure who the hunter is, even if you are sure. Who can guarantee that another hunter will not commit crimes at night? What's more, in addition to looking for a hunter, ordinary prisoners should also consider the problem of puzzles. The seventh night can only produce two complete puzzles. Don’t you worry about it? Is the number of puzzles on the field now?"

Guan Chen snorted angrily from his nose: "You are deliberately diverting your attention. I think it's right that you killed the person. You seem to be able to kill easily."

Pei Yi said coldly: "Compared with your savage and logically confusing speech, I think my point of view is more reasonable. Anyone who understands should think about it."

Li Huijun looked left and right, with a face full of confusion and embarrassment: "You all have their own reasons, who should I listen to?"

"Miss Huo." Feng Niange asked Huo Yinting cautiously, "Do you have any comments? Tell them to share with you."

Huo Yinting was tearing the chocolate with his head down, and raised his eyes when he heard the words.

"I think the player with more puzzles should be locked in first tonight, so that his safety can be guaranteed so that he will not be killed by other players who covet puzzles at night; secondly, he can also take away his puzzles and make the game. Reshuffle the current situation-this is the way that is good for everyone."

Feng Niange meditated: "Actually, it's obvious... Attorney Jin is the one with the most puzzles now, right?"

She alone has seen Jin Lin stuffing puzzle pieces into her pockets several times. Jin Lin is really good at talking and finding it.

"What kind of fart did you put?" Guan Chen glared, "The hunters are all here so obviously, with the surname Pei. Can you still be led away? Didn't you see this woman help him all the time?"

"What did I help him?" Huo Yinting said slowly, "You are the one who has the strongest reaction? You want to lock up with Lawyer Jin, as long as you are not blind can see that the alliance is so blatant, which means I can Doubt the identities of the two of you at the same time?"

"You bullshit!"

"Okay, it's 8:50." Chu Ying is the person who ends the topic every time. Because the voting paper is to be generated from her drawing board, she still tears the drawing paper into nine equal parts and distributes them to everyone, "Vote Just vote for anyone."

As a result, the group of people with ghosts stopped talking, and each began to write their names on the drawing paper.

Nine were written at the same time, stuffed into a tissue box, and the nearest Qiao Huai counted the votes.

The statistical result is that five votes for Jin Lin and four votes for Pei Yi are displayed in public.

Guan Chen recognized Feng Niange's handwriting. She voted for Jin Lin, only her vote.

He was furious, and slapped her backhand violently: "You just don't listen to me, right?!"

Feng Niange covered his face, holding back tears and retorted, "Why should I listen to you? I obviously have the right to vote on my own!"

"…you!"

Seeing that Guan Chenyang had to fight again, Huo Yinting pulled Feng Niange up and protected behind him.

"What is the ability to beat women? Isn't it the time when you were so scared that you almost gasped to death from the corpse this morning?"

Guan Chen became angry, no matter what he was hitting the woman or not, he rushed to grab her by the collar, and was kicked directly by her, and hit the waist down firmly and severely, and suddenly fell to the ground with pain.

Pei Yi, Qi Ji, and Qiao Huai all gathered around when they saw this, and the three men looked at him with contempt.

"I hope Mr. Guan can converge a little bit." Qi Ji said, "Don't do such a shameful thing next time."

"..."

On the other side, Chu Ying was opening the door of the iron cage. Before Jin Lin walked in, he took out his seven-piece jigsaw puzzle and gave them all to her.

She is the player he chose to give away the puzzle.

"There will definitely be duplicates, but if you put together, you may be able to make a complete one." He laughed in a low voice, "Good luck to you."

However, in such a perilous villa, who can have real good luck?

The wall clock in the living room struck twelve times, and Huo Yinting walked back to the room and found that Guan Chen was still staying in the corridor on the third floor. He tried to peel away the weird murals to see if there were any puzzles hidden behind him.

This person's enthusiasm for finding puzzles seems to be even higher.

She ignored him, closed the door of room 7 and went to take a bath and rest on her own.

The villa officially turned off the lights, only the faint light in the corridor was still on, like a ghost fire.

In the middle of the night, the quiet atmosphere was suddenly broken by a thunderstorm from the sky, and heavy rain fell on this deserted island.

The thunder and lightning have overwhelmed all the suspicious noises in the villa. It is conceivable that if you want to do something, this is the best time.

Huo Yinting was awakened from her sleep. She sat on the side of the bed with a disheveled head. A flash of lightning happened to flash across the window, reflecting her face.

Maybe she took the role of the hunter, she should do it, just like the other hunter who killed Zheng Fei before.

Otherwise, the situation is always passive.

She lifted the bedboard, took out the revolver from the concealed area, and was about to go out to find out the situation. Who knew that as soon as the door was opened, someone ran towards her and hurriedly ran into her door frame.

"...Miss Huo!"

It's Qiao Huai.

Huo Yinting's keen instinct for self-defense almost killed him with a single shot. Fortunately, she reacted quickly and put the gun into the pocket of her large nightgown in time.

She grabbed Qiao Huai by the collar and pulled him into the room, then closed the door again.

At this time, there was another thunder in the sky, and Qiao Huai covered his ears and fell to the side of the bed.

"Are you afraid of thunder?"

"Yes...a bit, I've been afraid since I was a child."

Huo Yinting didn't know how to comfort people. She touched the bedside table, took a bottle of mineral water and handed it to him: "Drink some water."

Qiao Huai took it and thanked him softly, "Trouble Miss Huo."

"It's no trouble. Before that, please explain, why did you run into my room in the middle of the night?"

"Yes...you dragged me in..."

It seems to be the case.

Huo Yinting was speechless: "I mean, what are you wandering in the corridor in the middle of the night?"

"I didn't. I was going to go to the bathroom." Qiao Huai shivered and didn't unscrew the cap of the mineral water bottle for a long time. He was very aggrieved. Run forward in panic, who knows that the door of your house will open."

"..."

Huo Yinting remembered that when the door was opened just now, there really seemed to be no light in the corridor.

The switch that controls the lights in the corridor is at the entrance of the stairs. If you want to commit a crime, anyone can do it.

She lowered her face: "Do you know who it is?"

Qiao Huai shook his head blankly: "Because of the dim light, I can't see who it is, but..."

"but what?"

"I think the opponent should not be a hunter, but an ordinary player." He lowered his head and opened his sleeves, "because the murder weapon is a knife."

In the dark, with the light of a metal watch, Huo Yinting vaguely saw his sleeves ripped, and a **** wound on his arm, which was not too deep. Judging from the shape of the knife edge, it should be the ceramic fruit knife that can be seen everywhere in the kitchen. .

"You are hurt?"

This child is really slow enough to say that he has been slashed by a knife until now.

She stood up, rummaged through the cabinets and found the medicine cabinet in the small cabinet under the table.

The contents of the medicine cabinet are simple, except for gauze and alcohol cotton balls, there is only a small bottle of trauma potion.

She wrapped the wound around him and frowned: "Why does the other party point the target at you? You don't have the most puzzles."

Theoretically speaking, the current largest number of puzzles should be Chu Ying, who was given all the puzzles by Jin Lin.

"But I also found a lot of jigsaw puzzles. Someone must have seen it, and...maybe I look best to kill."

Huo Yinting gave a vaguely smile, but she didn't speak.

After a long while, Qiao Huai asked softly after hearing it, "Miss Huo, do you know Shao Wanfeng?"

Shao Wanfeng is the producer of the game "Hell Puzzle", and Zhou Qing set this game precisely because of Shao Wanfeng's death.

In this way, everyone who was invited probably had something to do with Shao Wanfeng.

"...I know." Huo Yinting carefully recalled the content of the background story. She tried to explain the problem from the perspective of the original heroine. "My father had a lot of dealings with Shao Wanfeng, and I also met Shao Wanfeng. noodle."

Therefore, in the recognition of the original heroine, Shao Wanfeng is a good person, not as paranoid and vicious as public opinion attacks, and deliberately uses games to guide the death of depression patients.

"Miss Huo's father is..."

"His name is Huo An."

At this time, another flash of lightning flashed through the window, and thunder broke out loudly. Qiao Huai subconsciously held Huo Yinting's medicine hand. He took a breath of pain, his fingertips were cold, but he did not let go.

Except for Pei Yi, Huo Yinting is not used to having such close contact with other men of the opposite sex. She frowned and pulled her hand back vigorously.

Knowing he was rude, Qiao Huai quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, Miss Huo."

"It's okay." Huo Yinting asked calmly, "So don't you plan to go back to your room tonight?"

"I...I'm worried that the man still wants to attack me..." he asked cautiously, "Can I stay here tonight?"

"It can be, but I can only sleep on the ground."

"No problem! I can sleep anywhere!"

Huo Yinting walked to the cabinet, found spare quilts and pillows and threw them to him, then turned to bed without saying anything.

She never took out the gun from her pocket from beginning to end.