Hai Ri has read a lot of strategies on Kuaishou and Weibo in the past two days. It is said that masters usually show their facial expressions after they draw their cards. The so-called facial expressions are facial expressions. Let's see if they are nervous, before Hai Ri seldom shared pictures, the first round was because he was the murderer, and the second round was because he thought Sheng Canyang was the murderer, so he didn't pay much attention.
At this time today, I finally started to relax a little bit. I let go of my hands and feet and started to take pictures. Liu Jie looked at the screen seriously, with a calm expression, like when Hai Ri went to school a long time ago, in those peaceful afternoons, he walked in The female classmate who was serious about the problem I saw in the classroom.
Hai Ri turned her head away. Tang Ying was sitting on the sofa, reading the script while dangling her legs. She looked relaxed and cute, and she didn't seem to have touched the murderer. Another man was standing far away from the crowd against the wall, with his hands under his elbows, his head lowered and his expression was not visible, but his whole body seemed a little tense.
Hai Ri didn't have any expression at all, he felt that Liu Jie didn't look like a murderer, neither did Tang Ying, nor did Sheng Canyang, but neither did this boy.
Hai Ri turned his head and leaned on the sofa to read his script, but when he collapsed on the sofa, he saw that Sheng Canyang didn't seem to be reading the script. Hai Ri leaned over and saw Sheng Canyang checking Weibo.
Hai Ri: "..."
Sheng Canyang glanced at him and raised his eyebrows inexplicably.
Hai Ri: "...it's okay."
He gave up on urging Sheng Canyang, and planned to read the script by himself, but suddenly received a message on his phone, Xiaoyang and Xiaohua sent him a link with the title "Application for Giant Panda Death Approved in District 1 of North China".
Hai Ri: "..."
He clicked in and saw that it was a hot search on Weibo. The giant panda who had been depressed committed suicide. After a lot of screening and selection, he finally passed the death application.
Hai Ri replied: "How are you feeling?"
Sheng Canyang: "Complicated."
Hai Ri typed: "Hahahahahaha."
Even a giant panda can pass, but Sheng Canyang can't. It's really complicated. Sheng Canyang sent him a crying emoji. Tears flowed to the ground, Hai Ri looked at this default expression, and inexplicably felt very cute.
Hai Riqie went back to read the script, and after reading it for a while, he also understood why Sheng Canyang didn't read the script anymore. The plot was basically the same as their stage play a few days ago. The background of the story is exactly the same, the only difference is that the story focuses on the day of the deceased.
Hai Ri glanced at his profile, he was a painter, and he had a crush on the dead.
Under normal circumstances, such characters are quite easy to be recognized by good people. As long as there is no love-hate plot, this kind of character will not be regarded as a murderer. Hai Ri actually wants to choose this role, relatively speaking. It will be easier, Hae Il doesn't really want to be a murderer, I feel a little tired.
Sheng Canyang may have chosen this role for him on purpose, Hai Ri thought, his son is still filial.
Hai Ri didn't dare to choose this role, because he was afraid of an accident, if it was a murderer. Since Sheng Canyang helped him choose, he should know the script.
Hairi's timeline starts at 5:00 p.m. that day.
painter:
Afternoon: You heard from the boss that your ex-boyfriend came to the bar again. You know that he has been pestering fire recently, so you went to the bar directly and wanted to make it clear with this man. In the end, your ex-boyfriend satirized you for being poor and unworthy of fire. You have an argument with him. You look at his face and feel very disgusted, but you know that fire still has him in his heart, if he is willing to turn back, fire may still like him. You know you can't do it unless you take some measures.
At this time, you also saw Fire's father coming. He was wearing a loose black coat, holding a briefcase in his hand, and hurried over. You could vaguely hear that he forgot to bring the key and came to Fire to get the key. .
At six o'clock in the afternoon, you called Fire, her tone was cold and indifferent, as if she didn't respond, which strengthened your determination to know that she wanted to find her ex-boyfriend.
7pm: you meet fire at the bar, she's still as beautiful as ever, you find yourself still infatuated with her, you don't know what to do, you're deeply in love... you find her dressing room Chatting with her, she finished her makeup and sprayed on the perfume you gave her. The smell of that perfume is particularly strong today.
7:30 p.m.: You make up your mind that you must own this woman, and you leave her dressing room. You want to find a way to pursue her. After much deliberation, you can only make your ex-boyfriend disappear from her forever In the sight of you, you suddenly thought that she once said that her ex-boyfriend had done some illegal activities, and the evidence is still in her hands. You have a plan, you can take this evidence in your hand. So you sneak back to the dressing room again and take the keys to her house.
Eight o'clock in the evening: You observe from the window, there seems to be no one in the house, you sneak into her house quietly, but find that her house is already very dark early, you use the key to enter the door, only to find that there is no one in the room There seems to be some gas smell, you quietly rummaged through her room, and found a document, which contained some photos, some jewelry and cash, and you recognized one thing, it was the same as the previous two years The stolen "Tears of Venus". You don’t think about it, and put the photo in your pocket quickly. For some reason, you feel that there is a lingering smell of gas in the room. I don’t know if it’s your illusion. You are worried that the fire will make you feel uncomfortable when you go home. Then she opened the door and window of her room to ventilate.
At half past eight in the evening, you left her house.
Nine o'clock: Go back to the bar and see your ex-boyfriend entangled with a woman. You know it's his current girlfriend. The two of them are sitting at the bar and seem to be whispering something. You hate it, thinking : "You won't be able to laugh right away."
9:30: At halftime, Fire looked a little tired on stage. You ordered a glass of low-strength fruit wine with the bartender and wanted to send it to the stage. During the bartender, your ex-boyfriend came over. Taunting you with a frivolous tone, you sarcastically said: "I know your deeds, you won't be able to live comfortably for a few days." He became nervous and asked you what you knew, but you sneered twice and didn't say any more , When everything is published in the newspaper tomorrow, he will have nothing left, and the fire can only be yours.
At this time, the bartender finished mixing the wine, and you took the wine and walked away. After delivering it to the stage, Fire smiled at you and drank it.
Ten o'clock: fire was singing on the stage, suddenly a spark appeared out of thin air, igniting her clothes, almost instantly, her whole body was on fire, screaming, you rushed up, but it was too late It's too late. You hear the sirens going off all over the street, and by the time you step outside, the flames are everywhere.
The timeline ended here, and Hai Ri had an ominous premonition that his role was like a scapegoat. I have been seen many times, and I have had a lot of contact with the deceased alone, and I may have to be interrogated and suspected for a long time. It's also quite annoying.
Hai Ri has only one task: find the real culprit.
After reading the script, he found that everyone seemed to be over. Looking at the pictures of everyone, except Sheng Canyang who was still jealous of the giant panda on Weibo, it seemed that no one had it easy.
Hai Ri felt that the script this time should be quite difficult, so he also mentioned some status. This time, he had to win, otherwise he would have to ask Sheng Canyang for a loan, which would be too embarrassing.
Liu Jie said: "Everyone should have read it all, why don't you introduce yourself?"
She proposed, and she took the lead and said bluntly: "I am the owner of the theater and hired the deceased. During this time, I felt that the deceased seemed to want to resign, and she had some conflicts with her, but I would not kill her."
Hai Ri said, "I am a painter."
Liu Jie explained the motive, Hai Ri thought about it, and said: "I have a crush on the deceased, and I don't want to kill her, so I don't have any motive. So it might be a little bit, the murderer can figure it out, see if I can take the blame for you. There is another thing, I am very hostile to my ex-boyfriend, I am afraid that this character will step on me, so let me talk about it first. "
Hai Ri: "I don't know who is the ex-boyfriend?"
Sheng Canyang lazily raised his hand and said, "Me."
Hai Ri was a little surprised: "You?"
In his opinion, the role of ex-boyfriend is not easy to play, and it is thankless. Hai Ri didn't expect Sheng Canyang to choose this role. After a thought, he began to guess that Sheng Canyang might be the murderer again.
Sheng Canyang said simply: "I am an ex-boyfriend, not a murderer, and I have no motive for killing. I want to recover the deceased."
Sheng Canyang did not hide the knife at all, and was not afraid of being killed by the murderer at night. Everyone remained silent for a while, unable to judge what this person meant.
Tang Ying smiled and said, "I can testify because I'm his current girlfriend. It's because of this scumbag that I have the motive to kill. Let's not talk about it. I'll kneel down to show you guys when the time comes."
Everyone laughed lightly, and the atmosphere became more or less relaxed.
In the end, only the boy was left, and he said: "I am the father, the father of the deceased, I... have no motive."
Hai Ri glanced at Sheng Canyang. raised an eyebrow at him. Sheng Canyang said inexplicably, "What are you doing?"
Hai Ri couldn't make a hint, so he leaned into his ear and said, "He's quite nervous."
"I'm nervous too," Sheng Canyang said looking at the phone, "I'm nervous."
Hai Ri: "Go away."
After everyone's simple self-introduction, today's activities are all over. This rule is very similar to the werewolf killing, the wolf knife first, after the werewolf knife is finished, the next day dawn, the good people will start the game. The murderer may blindly kill one tonight and search for evidence tomorrow.
It's still early, and there is still some time before dinner. Everyone went to find their own rooms first. There were only five people living on the first floor, but Hai Ri and Sheng Canyang were far away. Hai Ri lived on the left side of the stairs, and Sheng Canyang sat The stairs are on the far right. Hai Ri found the room and glanced at the back. Sheng Canyang walked in the opposite direction, feeling a little regretful in his heart, but then thought, even if the two of them were close, they couldn't do anything, so it was useless.
Hai Ri went in, looked around, and looked for evidence in his room. He could feel that he must have evidence that he had gone to the deceased's house. Sure enough, there was a pair of shoes under his bed. Stepped on in the flower bed.
He searched for a long time, and finally found the ex-boyfriend's criminal evidence folder under the bed, maybe that's all. He couldn't find any more.
In fact, Hai Ri doesn't care much about these evidences, none of which can prove that he is the murderer, and now he is mainly afraid that he will die tonight. In his script, he didn't actually catch any other people's clues. Logically speaking, he shouldn't be killed tonight.
Hai Ri thought about it, but still felt that this game was really too much for his brain, so he lay on the bed and started to let go. While my thoughts were flying, I thought of Tang Ying and Xiao Kui again. She is not a small anchor, she is considered popular in the circle, Hai Ri saw this girl on the computer of a straight male colleague in the unit, playing competitive games, during lunch break, in the office Here, her voice and Luo Zhenyu's voice next door complement each other.
Hairi sleeps deeply every day, and can hear everything in the world with headphones on. One day when he woke up at noon, the beautiful anchorman who was routinely watched by the colleague in the next station suddenly changed. When he turned on the news in the afternoon, he saw that she had committed suicide. The colleague next door is obviously not as affectionate as Hai Ri. Seeing Hai Ri's computer stuck on the news interface, he sighed with a little obscenity: "It's a pity."
I heard that the ex-boyfriend took some video and posted it on the Internet, forcing her to drink alcohol.
The tens of seconds of video was circulated wildly in many WeChat groups, and some people were reselling it for five yuan each.
Hai Ri does have many puzzles about human beings.
The phone rang suddenly, Hai Ri clicked on it, and Sheng Canyang said, "Open the door."
Hai Ri twirled and jumped up from the bed, and suddenly opened the door, Sheng Canyang was startled that he hadn't put away his phone yet.
Hai Ri said heartily, "What are you doing?"
Sheng Canyang glanced at him, walked in swaggeringly in slippers, and watched the phone fall on the bed.
Hai Ri said: "Master, do you want to be a top player or stay in a hotel?"
"Press your feet." Sheng Canyang said.
Hai Ri immediately went to pull his slippers. Sheng Canyang thought that he was going to press his feet, so he quickly avoided his feet in fright. Hai Ri laughed and fell on the bed.
Sheng Canyang took out a lollipop from his pocket and threw it into his mouth. With headphones in his ears, he played with his mobile phone in silence.
Hai Ri said: "You..."
Sheng Canyang said compassionately, "Ask."
Hai Ri was not polite: "What's the matter with this script?"
Sheng Canyang: "What do you think?"
Hai Ri: "?"
Sheng Canyang said, "Have you ever thought about why people have to do this kind of task?"
Hai Ri didn't expect him to ask this, so he casually said, "My sister has."
Sheng Canyang: "Think."
Hai Ri: "Ah... do you want to eat apples? There seems to be apples on the table, I don't know, why? Let's study dead people? Feel life, like that."
Sheng Canyang said: "To make you not want to die."
Hai Ri: "..."
He turned his head to look at Hai Ri, and then said: "What do you think the dead in each mission are? Is it a real ghost, or an npc? Or... a human?"
This question suddenly made Hai Ri feel goosebumps on a sunny day.
Sheng Canyang said: "There are too many stranded customers. This year, the number of stranded customers has increased by 17% compared to last year. Mission dungeons have been opened all the time. It is said that in 2000, dungeons here were opened once a week. Sometimes there are not enough people to start the car, but now it is running every day, and it is still full. There have been too many suicides in recent years.”
Sheng Canyang: "Suicide is now the fifth leading cause of death in our country. There are 2.5 million people who attempt suicide every year, and more than 600 people commit suicide every day. Some of these people succeed, some fail, but they all live in the This, can't live."
He was lying on the bed, talking calmly, Hai Ri turned his head and glanced at him, not understanding why it felt like stagnant water when the child talked about loneliness and death.
Hai Ri: "..."
Sheng Canyang: "So, we have to find a way. The stranded guests are being cleaned up here. The stranded guests who have lived for more than five or ten years have been given the opportunity to choose for themselves. Do they want to go back and live, or... stay in the script. In every In this mission, be a dead NPC."
Hai Ri blurted out: "I rely on you."
Sheng Canyang put his finger to his mouth, "shh" lightly, and said, "Secret."
Hai Ri: "How do you know?"
"I'm special," Sheng Canyang said stinkingly, "Can't you tell?"
Hai Ri said angrily, "Speak seriously!"
Sheng Canyang said: "I tried the copy for them."
Hai Ri sat up and looked at him, his hair was a little disheveled and his face looked disheveled.
Sheng Canyang thought it was funny, so he laughed, put one hand under his head, and said nonchalantly: "It is said that my despair value is unprecedented. I was originally an exempt contestant, and if my despair value reaches a certain value, I don't need to participate in the task, and I will approve you." Death application, but I'm...too tall. Hold on, let me work for them here."
"What work? Testing these scripts?"
"Before we start, let's see if there are any bugs," Sheng Canyang said, "So we put on a musical, and the audience is all staff members. Then we participate in the internal test, it doesn't matter, generally there are no problems."
Hai Ri looked around, and immediately asked, "Is this an internal test now?"
"No," Sheng Canyang said, "The internal test of this book was done last night."
Hai Ri: "..."
So Sheng Canyang had something to do last night, did he go to do this? Then I immediately reported this task again today
What are you drawing? Hai Ri looked at him.
Sheng Canyang said: "Let's take you to win. How many games have you lost? Hurry up and pay back the money."
Hai Ri couldn't laugh, feeling that this friendship is really hard to repay.
Sheng Canyang was lying on the bed with his legs crossed, idling and looking very idle. He had obviously experienced this kind of thing many times. He had participated in many dungeons. He didn't even feel the fear of others. Judging by his appearance, he even seems to be on vacation. After all, when he was at home, he was really busy as hell.
Hai Ri looked at him and asked, "Then what are you going to do?"
Sheng Canyang: "?"
Hai Ri asked his own question more clearly: "They won't let you die, so what are they going to do with you?"
Sheng Canyang shrugged and signaled, "I don't know either."
Hai Ri was completely furious: "What do you mean!"
Sheng Canyang: "Common people, there is no choice. You can do whatever they ask you to do. Anyway, I can't pass the application, and I can't lose this kind of copy. Just stay here."
Hai Ri's heart seemed to be put into a broken machine, the whole heart was smashed into pieces, and it could be washed into a bowl of paste directly with water.
He originally thought that he would be happy to know that Sheng Canyang would not die, but when Sheng Canyang really said this sentence so calmly, Hai Ri's heart was broken. The five flavors are mixed, and there is no hint of happiness.
What is the value of despair is too high? Unprecedented high, what does this mean
What's going on with a boy under twenty years old
Hai Ri fell down on the bed, stretched into a big font, and heaved a long sigh, feeling a little suffocated. Physiological suffocation, my son, you took the script of the male protagonist, but it's a pity that this is a sad novel.
Hai Ri felt that as an infatuated supporting actor, he was about to be pissed off by the world.
Sheng Canyang had obviously experienced dazedness too. He wasn't completely indifferent at this time, but the kind of relief that he had already thought about and could accept any life. It must be like this, if you want to live or die, let me help you."
Hai Ri looked at the ceiling blankly: "I..."
"I don't know." Hai Ri said.
Sheng Canyang: "?"
Hai Ri: "Anything is fine."
Sheng Canyang: "..."
Hai Ri told the truth and said: "I can't go back to live, it is said that I may become a vegetable, I was suffocated to death."
Sheng Canyang: "???"
"Who said that?" Sheng Canyang said, "Who told you this?"
Hai Ri saw something was wrong, and suddenly turned around: "Did you lie to me?"
Sheng Canyang: "Yeah, I'm still jumping off the building, so I'm also a meatball? It has nothing to do with the way of death. The way of death is that there is a difference in the initial payment. I remember that suffocation paid very little."
Hai Ri: "That's simply too little..."
Sheng Canyang: "Without delaying your life, those vegetative people in real life are generally stranded guests here. Those who really return to the human world are generally healthy."
Hai Ri thought of the face at the front desk of the hotel, and felt extremely unreasonable. He told Sheng Canyang about it, and Sheng Canyang laughed, and said: "There are such rumors, a conspiracy theory, and many people believe it. , They think that they will be disabled for life after going back. But I didn’t expect him to think so. I heard that it won’t, don’t worry.”
Hai Ri wanted to ask: "What about you? Can't you go back?"
But I can't ask. Isn't the reason why Sheng Canyang has come to this day is that he would rather stay here and suffer than go back
The world may have completely failed Sheng Canyang, and he never wanted to go back. Hai Ri can understand him, but he still can't help feeling heartbroken and regretful.
Sheng Canyang said: "You should think about it carefully, there is still time, you can think about it for a year."
Hai Ri looked down at him and said softly, "What if it's more than a year?"
Sheng Canyang met his eyes and said, "Brother, I may not be able to stay here for more than a year."
The implication is that I may not be able to protect you.
Hai Ri's heart moved, he frowned slightly, looked at Sheng Canyang, and said, "You..."