"The welcome party is about to start. All prisoners leave the room. Please come to the lift within ten minutes."
"To repeat, the orientation party is about to begin, all prisoners leave the room, please come to the lift within ten minutes."
The sudden night broadcast interrupted all the movements of the people in the prison.
This voice roams everywhere in the prison of adjudication, not like an ordinary broadcast in reality, but more like an echo with some kind of supernatural power, not letting go of any corner of the prison until everyone receives the news , and walk up to the lifting platform through the channel.
The man who had committed suicide and fell to his death on the lifting platform had disappeared.
No one came to clean it up. One second, the reincarnators also saw the corpse above. The next second, the corpse disappeared on the platform as if it had melted, and was cleaned up by some kind of force.
The lift platform is large enough to accommodate several times the number of people standing on it now.
Xiao Li stood in the middle, he had already changed his clothes, wearing the jacket given by Shen Mizhi, pulled up the neckline, and covered it tightly.
Wang Huai walked up to him and looked at him: "Have you taken a shower? It's quite relaxing."
Xiao Li ignored him and shrank in Shen Mizhi's jacket, waiting for the next step of the broadcast.
I didn't think that I was wearing it before, but now when I put it on, Xiao Li found that Shen Mizhi was much taller than him, his fingertips just touched the sleeves, and...
He exhaled, this coat was full of the smell of Shen Mirage.
In addition to Xiao Li and his party, Moss and the other two, including the three old prisoners on the same floor as them, also came to the platform, plus Lian Susu, all three waves of newcomers were present.
The broadcast sounded again: "All the prisoners have arrived, and the welcome party officially begins."
"Welcome to the Judgment Prison, prisoners, please each of you defend yourself against the crimes you have committed. You can do some artistic processing, but everything you say will become evidence in court."
"During the narrative process, the most popular in the live broadcast room will get a pass to enter the library for one hour."
During the time when the broadcast was describing, the lifting platform that was originally looking up at the major aisles at the bottom suddenly rose slowly, as if a hand was holding it up at the bottom, and finally stopped in mid-air.
This height allows people on the platform to more intuitively bathe in the "gazing" of the rooms. They can perceive the gazes of the jailers, but they cannot see them.
Is this the so-called welcome party
It's a bit different from what I imagined, but it's reasonable.
Xiao Li thought.
The first person who took the initiative to stand up was Yu You. He opened his hands towards the sky and his eyes were inexplicably excited: "I'll come first, I know, I'm not guilty!"
Black smoke floated out of his mouth, almost encasing Yu You in substance.
This is the fourth day he has come in. He can feel his internal organs burning, black smoke crawling down his stomach, esophagus, and out of his throat. Under such never-ending torture, his Emotions are on the verge of collapse.
"This is not a defense, this is just a statement." Yu You said loudly, as if venting his emotions, "Listen carefully, I was not born well, I come from the countryside, and my mother gave birth to me after seven daughters, so I was born out of this. It can be seen how hard-earned I am. I spent a lot of energy to come to the city, I worked hard to study, and finally became the monitor, caught up with the school girl of our class, and got married. They don't know how much they envy me. "
Yu You Senran said: "That sounds so inspirational, right?"
Xiao Li's mouth twitched: "...No one thinks it's inspirational."
When Yu You said this, he was still even more excited, as if he had suffered a lot of grievances: "But what you don't know is that my wife looks good on the surface, but she spends money secretly. She buys one for half a year. Brand-name bags are not enough. When you see a good-looking bag when you go shopping, you have to buy it back. How can her salary be enough for her? Why don’t you keep asking her parents for money? I feel sorry for her parents’ pension money, and I will wait for her parents to die in the future. Now, don't they all have half of my money? Isn't this equivalent to spending my money."
"My mother can't stand it, she came to the door to ask her to be frugal, and she said that she would spend it if she had money, but she didn't spend my mother's money. Isn't this obviously looking down on me?" Yu You said, "Not only that, she also has thousands of dollars. It's funny to complain that I'm not self-motivated and too stingy, is it wrong for me to let her save?"
"My mother has been suffering all her life and wanted to live in the city. I asked her for money to buy a house, but she couldn't afford it. She pretended to be with me over there. What are you pretending to be!"
"I'm going to sell her bags to buy a house for investment. She doesn't listen. Every day when I get home, she doesn't wash and cook for me. I really don't know what to do with her."
This is the first time Zheng Yi has heard such a story.
His entire facial features were twisted together into an embarrassed character: "No, if I can see your wife, I just want to say two words to her: leave."
Their voices were too weak to be ignored by Yu You, who was talking about his fun. His tone slid from peak to trough and became almost a whisper: "So I can't stand it, and killing her is also forgivable. Ah, it's not my fault at all, I am fully qualified to inherit her family's inheritance."
Yu You coughed loudly. This time, what he coughed up was not just black smoke, but blood.
If anyone carefully discerned the black blood stains he vomited on the platform, they would find that there were even pieces of internal organs mixed in.
He should have died a long time ago, but he never died, and it was ruled that the prison would not allow him to die easily, fishing for his life, allowing him to live through the pain of watching himself rot and melt a little bit.
Hearing this, Ye Zeqing looked at the broadcast room belonging to Yu You on the screen of the communicator, and saw that the Specters in the broadcast room were full of malice:
[Yes, it's not your fault, kill a little more, just killing her is boring, you should eat her!]
[You are more "vicious" than us, and if you die, you will definitely become a demon.]
[But you can't die, you can't die even if you want to, sometimes death is an extravagant hope.]
[…]
Yu You exited the stage and sat on the side to rest, hoping to reduce his pain, and it was Lian Susu who took over from him.
She had just taken a step when the pain in her eyes intensified again, as if someone was stitching her eyes with a needle and thread.
Lian Susu covered her eyes, bent her body, avoided the pool of blood that Yu You spat out, walked to the other side, and said in a panic, "I haven't done anything, jealous, how could I be sentenced to jealousy?"
"I'm just... I'm just, I know I'm wrong, I'm just a single thought!" Lian Susu now completely believes in the theory of ghosts and gods, and she sincerely repents, "I... I entered this circle with my best friend, and she looks like the public. The type I like, the resources are always better than mine, I congratulate her on the surface, but I am not happy in my heart."
"One time, I desperately wanted to win the chance of being a TV drama heroine. I tried so hard, but she, she even just had to try a mirror while she was busy in love. She was so talented. The director actually decided on her."
"Why? Why do I recite the script every day, and the director doesn't even look at me, but when she shows up, the director likes her?"
"I know that she is in love in private, not even her agent. She trusts me, so she doesn't hide any news from me."
"But I knew that after she got that role, she was crazy with jealousy, I lost my mind, and now I think about it, I don't know how I would do it, I called a reporter and made an appointment in the parking lot where she was secretly dating her amateur boyfriend, It pierced her secret relationship with an amateur boyfriend, and told her boyfriend that she often messed around behind his back in the circle."
"She has always appeared in front of the audience with a pure character. At that time, she was exposed to negative news such as love and alcoholism, which directly destroyed her acting career. She broke up with her boyfriend and never appeared in front of me again. Later, I heard that, She also committed suicide."
"I... I got that role later, and since then I opened my stardom and became a popular artist, but, but I still think of her, I'm not happy, I shouldn't be jealous of her... "
"I was wrong, can you let me go?"
[Poor little girl, she looks better when she cries.]
[The delicacy of sin.]
[But what's the use of you crying to us? We are not her.]
[Next next, boring, hypocritical.]
Lian Susu cried for a long time before leaving, and the woman with a straight back came up next to her.
She was very dignified, and she acted like a lady, and she couldn't see how tortured she was.
"I'm just a bystander," the woman said in an ordinary tone, she was neither resentful nor hated, as if she was telling someone else's story, "I'm not guilty, all I do is look at my husband, He and his mistress, who was also my friend, fell to the ground and struggled together."
"After 20 years of acquaintance, they chose to join hands and betray me."
"I work outside. My daughter has asthma. She was not feeling well in gym class and went home early to rest. She fell ill in bed. They were doing errands in the next room, but they ignored the sound of my daughter's illness, which indirectly killed me. only daughter."
"On the seventh day after my daughter was buried, I invited them to dinner at home. I gave them medicine and watched them ask me for help, but I didn't save them, that's all." The woman raised her chin high.
Compared with the first two, her speech was also very short, with just a few sentences, which painted a thrilling picture.
[Short and firm.]
[Have revenge for revenge, and have grievances for revenge.]
[The story of human beings is really interesting...]
[I like this broadcast room.]
The next few people told their stories one by one, and they even got a little crooked in the back, becoming more and more mysterious.
Take Ye Zeqing, for example, he maintained his secondary character design and said coldly, "It's nonsense to call me lazy. Could it be that I'm lazy just because I'm talented and don't want to practice?"
Xiao Li listened to his words, and inexplicably thought of the famous saying: rich and talented, is it my fault
Ye Zeqing: "Even if it is, it's definitely not that serious."
He was about to leave the arena, when he suddenly thought of something and was stunned: "Is it because when I was a child, I originally invited my classmates to go out to play, but it was raining, so I was too lazy to go out, she was waiting for me outside, and she developed a high fever while waiting. , It is said that he was ill for a while at the time?"
"But during that time, I felt sorry for myself, and I was led by my mother to apologize many times..."
[The crime is minor, I want something more aggressive.]
[Who wants to watch this kind of child play house? End it now, I'm going to see the next one.]
[Then what, I asked for a friend of mine, does anyone know when Moriarty will come?]
Behind Ye Zeqing was the young prisoner who was in the same passage as the samsara. He was sluggish, with straw-like hair and shiny face.
The words are also vague: "They hurt all people, but I didn't. After all, I'm really the most innocent one."
"I don't even need to go into detail, because I just killed hundreds of cats and dogs and made a video of the process. It's really nothing, right?"
"... But why, now, do I keep seeing them beside me biting me? Not only them, but more, strange, fires burning me..."
The young man looked in a trance, his spirit was completely abnormal, he kept rubbing the ground with his feet back and forth, and even deliberately touched the blood stained by Yu You with his toes, crushed the fragments of his internal organs, and made a hoarse sound of "hehe" .
[Bullying animals weaker than myself, even if I'm a ghost, I want to be the first to take you.]
[Life seems to be equal in the judgment prison, you just wait for the bottom of the prison to wear it.]
[This kind of dirty soul, I don't even want to eat it, I'm afraid of vomiting.]
The young man kicked the piece of dirt away, and then it was Wang Huai's turn.
But Wang Huai has obviously made a decision - the fact is very simple, with Sherlock in the broadcast room, it is impossible to surpass the other party's popularity in the broadcast room, so although the library also has a certain attraction to him, he still chose Mingzhe to protect himself, and did not disclose it. For my own story, I randomly chose a point with a slight plot, such as one time I slept for a full 3 days and almost fainted from hunger.
…
Soon, Xiao Li arrived.
Xiao Li didn't stand in the center of the platform like they did, he just stood there, thought for a moment, and then briefly said with a hint of doubt: "Frankly, I don't know why I was sentenced to be arrogant, its antonym is quite similar. It is suitable for me, if I have to choose among the seven deadly sins, I can choose at least two that are more suitable for me."
"So there's really nothing to defend, I'll tell you why I'm more suitable for arrogant antonyms, um, modest, enthusiastic."
Xiao Li gave an example: "In short, for example, a certain time not long ago, I met an old grandfather at an art exhibition, and his lifelong dream was to get a painting I painted, so he did not hesitate to come up with clues to exchange with me, Out of desperation, I can only satisfy it.”
Watch the Live Painter Ghost: ? ?
Bullshit, black and white, gibberish!
Xiao Li: "Also, I met a woman who haunted the studio late at night. I was looking for a late-night snack. I could have just grabbed the dessert and left, but I still chose to stick to my three views and chose to paint her a portrait. , make a transaction and then leave.”
"I also helped a little girl recognize her identity and go home. In return, she gave me the key to her home so that she could be found at any time."
"Also, I rescued a pirate ship from a certain evil force, saved the captain, and left him with the fragrance of helping others."
Captain Ste who watched the live broadcast with difficulty: "..."
Yes, not only the aftertaste, but also tons of psychological shadows left behind.
At the same time, the underworld live broadcast barrage:
[One thing to say, one thing, this way of believing in yourself too much, there is only yourself in the world, is another kind of lonely arrogance.]
[? ? Suddenly cued, shut up, Sherlock!]
[What a beautiful story, what a meaningful act (rose)]
[This should have been the time for us to laugh at us wantonly, but I don't know why, listening to the story of Sherlock and his other two vests, I heard a little sadness.]
[The rabbit died and the fox was sad. At this time, a ghost walked out of the live broadcast room cursing.]
[Every time he makes a move, the sensitive victim has a flash in his heart, wondering if this damn Sherlock is going to do something again.]
[Ghost lovers express strong condemnation.]
[You all say this, but why are there more and more ghosts watching live broadcasts and more and more popularity?]
[Oh, you may not believe it when you say it, there are not only ghosts, but also gods @fraudulent watching the live broadcast.]
[Um? As the evil force in his mouth, it seems that I should not speak.]