Zhou Ziheng turned on the light in the room and saw Xia Xiqing leaning against the wall. His forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, his lips were pale, his head was half hanging, and his chest was slightly undulating.
I don't know why, Zhou Ziheng would unconsciously associate him with the rose on the paper at this moment.
What Xia Xiqing had said to him before suddenly appeared in his mind.
[I'm afraid of the dark. ]
[If there is a dark room afterwards, just leave me behind if you don't want to be dragged down. ]
What he said is true...
It turns out that he is really afraid of the dark.
Since acquaintance, Xia Xiqing's image in Zhou Ziheng's heart is negative and powerful, too cunning, too self-confident, and too smart. Such a person doesn't seem to have any weaknesses anyway, but now, his weaknesses are exposed in front of him.
Zhou Ziheng couldn't tell what kind of emotion this was. It seemed that he had obtained a certain special right, and it seemed that he had developed a little unusual desire for protection.
Zhou Ziheng rejected this word from the moment it was born in his mind. He couldn't imagine how he connected people like Xia Xiqing with the desire for protection.
Probably driven crazy by this perverted reality show.
Xia Xiqing leaned against the wall motionless, as if waiting for recovery.
The clever and cunning villain was the first to be out. For some reason, his mood is a bit complicated.
It's not unexpected, because Xia Xiqing is so smart, people with sharp edges are always easy to get out. But Zhou Ziheng couldn't figure it out, why didn't he hide his clumsy
How did he know that Xia Xiqing is more than not hiding clumsiness. After the half-hour countdown started, Xia Xiqing almost tried his best to draw all of Shang Sirui's attention to himself, with the purpose of disrupting his original plan and allowing Zhou Ziheng to escape safely. .
Anyway, in his heart, as long as Killer does not win, he is not a victim as a victim.
Xia Xiqing put one hand on the wall, his body slowly straightened, and turned around to walk to the door.
"Hey… "
Xia Xiqing turned his head, his eyes did not meet him, and he hung down tiredly. His slender index finger was placed on his lips and he did not speak. His forehead was a bit messy, hanging down to the tip of his nose, covering the beautiful nasal mole.
He has lost the right to speak.
Zhou Ziheng didn't speak any more, and followed him out of the study, passing through the bedroom to the living room.
Cen Xian, Ruan Xiao, and Shang Sirui were all standing in the living room. The expression on Ruan Xiao’s face was very serious. It seemed that he had expected the result. The expression on Cen Xen’s face was even more ugly, her eyes floating on the two of them. , First looked at Xia Xiqing in front, and then at Zhou Ziheng behind Xia Xiqing.
Xia Xiqing felt that he was a little bit relieved. He didn't want to be seen on his fragile side. To be honest, even if the opponent was Zhou Ziheng, he didn't want to. Even more reluctant.
He raised the corners of his mouth, habitually showing a smile that shouldn't belong to the loser at all, and looked straight at Shang Sirui who "killed" him. The performance of the other party is beyond the performance qualities of an idol. Although a little dazed, he quickly regained his composure and made a somewhat stunned look, "Xi Qing, you..."
awesome. Xia Xiqing admits that he is unlucky. He has always had a "smart disease", and he is only interested in or prepared for smart people. In his eyes, the stupid kind is no different from pets.
Vices are a breeding ground for failure.
But Xia Xiqing didn't feel that he had failed. As long as Zhou Ziheng could escape successfully, he did not lose.
Facing Shang Sirui's question, Xia Xiqing did not respond. He slowly raised his hand, pinched his index finger and thumb at the corner of his mouth, and gently pulled it to the other side to show his silence. Then calmly walked to the attendance game in the living room, and stood obediently in the small circle with his back on his back.
Zhou Ziheng didn't want to look at him.
His eyes were fixed at the farthest dining table, then at the sofa, then at the carpet, and finally fell on him.
It seems that if you go around like this, you are not looking at Xia Xiqing.
Xia Xiqing also looked at Zhou Ziheng, even tilted his head, smiled at him, his teeth were white and dazzling.
Zhou Ziheng felt as if he had been pierced by a needle, and then averted his gaze. The strange thing was that his mind was scrolling with the smile just now.
When he tilts his head, the long forehead will fall from the side of his cheeks to the bridge of his nose, sweeping it over and on the tip of his nose.
Why are you laughing at this guy, he is going to be out, I really don't understand.
"Player Xia Xiqing, out. Three, two, one."
The floor of the round out seat suddenly opened downwards, and Xia Xiqing, who had lost its support, fell down. The floor closed again, and Xia Xiqing, who was "killed" by the killer, disappeared in front of everyone.
Zhou Ziheng stared at the circular area, feeling a little uncomfortable for some reason. Cen Zhen suddenly said at this time, "Could it be that what Xia Xiqing said is true? You are really killer since Heng."
Ruan Xiao, who originally wanted to help Zhou Ziheng speak, suddenly thought of Xia Xiqing's previous instructions and swallowed the words back.
Zhou Ziheng turned around, put his hands in his pockets, and said calmly, "If I were a killer, I would definitely kill him first." He twitched his mouth, "He is too smart, so I think it's a pity. ."
"What a pity?" Cen Xian frowned slightly, "Unfortunately he was'killed'?"
"Unfortunately, I'm not a killer, I can't'kill' him myself." Zhou Ziheng said in a flat tone that sounds terrible, then walked to the dining table and pulled a chair to sit on it, "less than a minute left. Everyone, come and vote."
Cen Xian also came over and sat down, "How do you prove that you are not?"
Zhou Ziheng put his hands on his chin and raised his eyes to look at her, "If I were, I wouldn't help Xia Xiqing to untie the handcuffs from the beginning."
Cen Cen wanted to continue to ask, the announcement of the program group sounded again.
"The countdown is over and the first round of voting officially begins. Please take your seats."
Although Zhou Ziheng explained this way, Cen Zhen watched the "killed" Xia Xiqing and Zhou Ziheng come out of the same room. She had already believed Zhou Ziheng was the killer in her heart, "Whether you admit it or not, this round of voting is over. The truth will be known afterwards."
"No." Zhou Ziheng smiled rarely, "Even if you cast me to death, you still can't know who the killer is. You will only understand the truth when the game is over and you lose cleanly."
Cen Xian was a little speechless when he was so shocked by him. Shang Sirui and Ruan Xiao also sat down, Cen Xen winked at Ruan Xiao, Ruan Xiao nodded his chin slightly, and still said nothing.
Zhou Ziheng looked calm and indifferent on the surface, but he was still nervous. Cen Xun was definitely going to vote him out this time. If it is really like Xia Xiqing said, Shang Sirui is killer, then the vote in his hand It must also be aimed at yourself. Ruan Xiao...
He and Ruan Xiao had almost zero exchanges, but from the look just now, Ruan Xiao had already formed an alliance with Cen Xian.
It is false to say that it is not nervous, Zhou Ziheng is now sweating uncontrollably on the palm of his hand.
"Players, please send the Killer candidate in your mind through your mobile phone. There is only one chance. Be sure to send it after repeated confirmation. The countdown is ten seconds, and it starts now."
"nineteen-"
strangeness.
At this critical juncture, Zhou Ziheng's mind unexpectedly showed the smile of Xia Xiqing before he left the game, as well as the words he swore in the dark.
"Eight-Seven-"
[Shang Sirui is killer, trust me. ]
He seemed to have anticipated the end.
"Six-Five-Four-"
Although Zhou Ziheng didn't want to admit it, in this game, the only person he could be called an ally was Xia Xiqing, so at this moment, even if he was executed for believing in him, Zhou Ziheng would also admit it.
What's more, he had already suspected Shang Sirui a long time ago, and what was lacking was just evidence.
"three two-"
Zhou Ziheng entered the answer in his heart on the phone and clicked send without hesitation.
"One. Time is up, we are counting the voting results of all players."
The four people at the table looked at each other in a subtle atmosphere. Zhou Ziheng leaned back on the chair and stared at Shang Sirui sitting opposite, like a cheetah waiting for an opportunity, but the other party subtly lowered his head, avoiding his eyes.
To be honest, this was not like the on-the-spot reaction of a person who would hide so much, but he still chose to believe what Xia Xiqing said.
"The results of the voting will now be announced. After the secret ballot of the players, the people who were executed this round are—"
The announcement paused for a few seconds, and Zhou Ziheng felt that his heartbeat had begun to accelerate uncontrollably.
What about the clues he got if he was executed
All must be handed over in public, then killer will definitely win, no matter which of the three he is.
Thinking of this, Zhou Ziheng couldn't help feeling depressed.
"No one. This round is a tie and we will not execute anyone. Please continue the game."
This ending is somewhat unexpected, especially for Cen Xian. She looked at Shang Sirui next to her in surprise, then turned to look at Ruan Xiao, "Who didn't vote for him?"
Ruan Xiao frowned innocently, "I voted."
Outside of the incident, Zhou Ziheng observed the expressions of everyone on the opposite side. When Ruan Xiao spoke, he kept tapping his fingers on the desktop. It was obvious that there was a problem. He turned his attention to Shang Sirui's body. His expression was not right. But it does not seem to be surprised by this result.
Zhou Ziheng analyzed the ownership of the execution vote of everyone, and he voted for Shang Sirui, and Cen Zhen must have voted for himself.
In the end there was a tie, indicating that Shang Sirui and Ruan Xiao voted for themselves and Shang Sirui respectively. It is absolutely impossible for Shang Sirui to invest himself.
Therefore, Ruan Xiao invested in Shang Sirui.
Zhou Ziheng understood the tendency of the four people on the court, and he was even more convinced that Shang Sirui was the killer. The reason why Xia Xiqing died so quickly must have found evidence that could prove that he was a killer.
What he holds in his hand now is a clue that he can leave the entire house. To be honest, there is no need to prove Shang Sirui's identity to everyone. As long as he escapes from the house before him, the game is over.
Thinking of this, Zhou Ziheng stood up from his seat.
Cen Zhen looked up at him, "Where are you going, Ziheng?"
"Of course it is to find clues to escape." Zhou Ziheng pushed the chair back, "Anyway, no one is out this round. It's better to find clues and escape if you sit still."
After that, Zhou Ziheng turned around and returned to the study. As expected, Shang Sirui stopped him, "Ziheng, I will go with you."
Zhou Ziheng didn't stop him, "Yes."
Two people entered the study one after another.
There was almost no change in everything in the study, and Shang Sirui gently closed the door and asked tentatively, "Siheng, who did you vote for just now?"
Zhou Ziheng pretended to be working hard to find clues and asked calmly, "Who did you vote for?"
Shang Sirui laughed, "Oh, I abstained." He sat on the chair in front of the long desk with a relaxed expression, "I can't see anything. It's better not to vote, so as not to kill the innocent by mistake."
Abstentions? This is a clever explanation.
Zhou Ziheng glanced at him, then slowly nodded, "You are right." He walked to Shang Sirui's side. This chair was the same chair he was sitting on when he was tied up, one with exquisite workmanship on both sides Office chair with armrests.
Probably because of nervousness, Shang Sirui's hand on the armrest shook slightly. In order to cover up, he simply grabbed the armrest to make himself look more normal.
Zhou Ziheng observed this. He looked away and said, "Now Xia Xiqing is out, I think I need to find someone to form an alliance." As he said, he put his left hand into his pocket, took out a piece of paper and placed it in Shang Si. On the desk in front of Rui, "This is an important clue I found, you see." As he spoke, his right hand was put into the other pocket at the same time.
"Clue?" Shang Sirui leaned forward slightly.
While Shang Sirui focused all his attention on the so-called important clues, Zhou Ziheng seized the two-second gap, took out the handcuffs from the phonograph with his right hand from his pocket, and took Shang Sirui. His hands were firmly handcuffed on this office chair.
Shang Sirui reacted instantly, that the important clue on the table was simply a blank sheet of paper!
Zhou Ziheng picked up the rope from the ground and tied Shang Sirui to the chair.
"Ziheng! You! Hey, why did you tie me up?" Shang Sirui struggled constantly, but Zhou Ziheng didn't mean to stop.
"Did you make a mistake, or are you the killer?"
"Shhh." Zhou Ziheng looked at his face and said softly, "Stop acting, the game will be over soon."
Everything was done, Zhou Ziheng stretched out a leg and gently kicked the bottom edge of the office chair, and Shang Sirui slid away with the chair.
"Sorry, take a break first."
Shang Sirui struggled desperately on the chair and couldn't get up. He could only watch Zhou Ziheng leave the room and shut the door.
He didn't even know that before that, Zhou Ziheng had already found all the clues to leave this house and led him over, just trying to trap him here, so as not to be preempted by him as a killer when he finally cracked it. Machine, escape from the house.
Previously, Zhou Ziheng took advantage of Xia Xiqing’s four people entangled in another room and opened the painting he gave him. According to the clues from [Sofa Flashlight Study Room Turn off the lights], he found the flashlight parts hidden by the program group on the sofa in the living room. , Assembled into a complete flashlight, he tried to illuminate the living room with the flashlight, and went around a full circle, and finally found the words that would only be displayed when the flashlight was illuminated in the second line of the password input column of the door.
Just to the left of the password field where you only need to enter three letters, a sentence is written.
[Who is killer? ]
But this is only one of the passwords, and the other password still requires him to find the numbers. Zhou Ziheng thought of the last two clues of [Sofa Flashlight Study Room Turn off the lights], so he entered the study and turned off the lights. In the darkness, Zhou Ziheng raised the flashlight to check. In the corners of the room, it was discovered that there were red luminous words on the four corners of the room, which were -2, 3, 7 and prime.
Zhou Ziheng, who has a background in science, quickly understood that prime is a prime number, 2, 3, and 7 are all prime numbers, and they are all single digits. There is only one number that meets these two requirements, and that is 5.
Zhou Ziheng, who came out of the study, strode away and came to the living room. Shang Sirui's shouts could be heard in the living room.
"What's wrong with Si Rui?" Cen Cen was stopped by Ruan Xiao as soon as he was about to go to the study.
"Wait a minute? What are you waiting for?"
Zhou Ziheng had already arrived at the gate at this time. He entered the four numbers [2, 3, 5, 7] in the first column with the fastest speed, and entered the answer to the question in the next column.
[SON]
The son is the murderer.
The touch screen turned blue, and after flashing three times, a line of green prompts appeared.
[The password is correct, congratulations! ]
With a bang, the door opened.
Zhou Ziheng raised his eyes and looked forward. He imagined many possibilities. Behind this door, there are probably a lot of cameras, or maybe the planner of the program group. He even thought about the lines after it came out.
But he never expected that after he escaped from this door in a cold sweat, the first person he saw turned out to be Xia Xiqing.
Xia Xiqing, wearing a white shirt, stood at the door, and the light arranged by the program crew hit from behind him, the backlight ran across his shoulder line, and gently covered his left chest. His face became blurred from the angle of the backlight. , Leaving only the beautiful arc when the corners of the lips are raised, "Great."
As soon as the voice fell, Xia Xiqing, who was less than half a meter apart, suddenly stepped forward and hugged herself, hugging him tightly in the same way that men celebrated victory.
Zhou Ziheng was a little startled, letting this person slyly take the opportunity to embrace him, he forgot to resist.
It is strange that the previously aggressive perfume smell seemed to gradually fade, the tobacco smell faded, and the musky fragrance disappeared. Zhou Ziheng felt that his tired body was gently and softly wrapped in a warm woody fragrance. The scent, body temperature, the feeling of pressing the palm against the back, and the end sound that the person always seems not so sincere when he speaks.
"I knew we would win."