In fact, Jeff already knew the result of the tribal meeting's vote after the Immunity Tournament ended today. Because it is impossible for me to keep Dillon, who has a great advantage in the jury, when Jeff said this, it was only an official way of hosting, for the purpose of shooting. The photographers also focused on the central figure, Dillon.
I could see that Dillon was actually quite helpless about the situation, although he still had a deadpan expression on his face. He pondered for a moment, turned to look at me, and said, "To be honest, I'm not surprised by this situation. Before this, Brian had always had reservations in personal immunity competitions."
After Dillon said these few words, I saw curious and surprised eyes on the jury. Then Dillon continued: "The last competition not only included the swimming that Brian was best at, but also included a lot of comprehensive skills and wisdom. I can only say that I don't complain when I lose, and Rhett and I don't complain. His fate is now in his hands."
His eyes fell on me without moving, and finally smiled and concluded: "Although I like Brian very much, and he should not hate me, but I don't think he will vote for the last time, Choose to stay with me."
I don't know why, I avoided his eyes subconsciously and turned my eyes to Jeff who was standing by the side. Maybe Jeff saw the urging in his eyes, he didn't make me embarrassed to answer, but took the initiative to answer.
"So, Dillon, you mean, you've confirmed that you're going to be the one to go this time?" Jeff asked with a smile, "Winning almost 99 percent of the games in a row, only to end up in the middle of nowhere. Your closest friend. Don't you want to gamble with your relationship that Brian won't vote for you?"
Almost without thinking, Dillon responded: "Brian is not the type who is easily influenced by personal feelings. I know the result before the game. If he wins, I will definitely be the one to leave. ."
"Uh? So, you all agree that Rhett is completely uncompetitive compared to you?" Jeff suddenly slyly led the topic to a difficult direction. "Reid, what do you think when they are so underestimated by the two of them?"
Reid obviously didn't expect Jeff to suddenly ask him a question. After all, in so many tribal meetings, he spoke only a handful of times. But Rhett didn't panic because of Jeff's undefended question. He was as calm as answering questions from other bau members when investigating a case.
Rhett said: "I have nothing to say. Because I also think that their ideas are not wrong, and my behavior has always been the lowest in the tribe, which means that the impression I left on the jury is even less. Probably stronger than Bryan and Dillon. That's my disadvantage, but it's also an advantage that allows Bryan to take me to finaltwo."
"Maybe there are still many people who don't know," I said immediately after Reid's words, "Actually, the hidden idol I used to eliminate Casey was unexpectedly given to me by Reid. His cleverness made him He knows how to seek good luck and avoid evil in the wrestling of everyone in the wisdom tribe, and reduce his sense of existence so that the opponent does not feel threatened. But in fact, he is my biggest help."
Maybe in the eyes of the average person, it's a fool's errand for me to suddenly speak up to justify my opponent who might end up winning a million dollars in the end. But that's just that they didn't take into account the perceptual variables of jury membership.
How I got the Hidden Idol will definitely be asked when the jury asks questions at the end. Instead of telling them when the time comes, reminding them of Rhett's embarrassing situation today, instead of helping him out, I turned into a downright villain who took advantage of others. Thus losing emotional support. It's better to say it yourself now, it's better to say it yourself than to ask someone else.
This will also make me a person who is loyal to the Alliance and speaks for itself. It can also play down my impression of Casey's calculations and personally throwing Anna out, so that these are all considered necessary tactics. And my decision to eliminate Dillon instead of Reed was not only because Dillon had an advantage, but also because of my sincere support for Reed.
Sure enough, after I said this. There was a sudden realization on Kathy's face. And Jeff also gave me a meaningful look, but he finally left a sympathy and did not continue to dismantle my stage. After all, it's not a post-match discussion, and every word he says may have a subconscious influence on the jury.
"Okay, now you can start voting." Jeff finally just said: "Once the voting is over, those who are eliminated need to leave here immediately and become the last member of the jury. You can get up when you are ready. Go vote."
In an atmosphere of silence, Dillon was the first to stand up and walk to a cave dedicated to voting. Soon he was back, and then Rhett, me. After my vote, Jeff walked in and brought our results.
"Okay, now the voting is over." Jeff said, holding the ballot box in his hand: "I'm starting to count the votes."
"Dillon." While everyone waited with bated breath, Jeff took out a ticket and read. There is no suspense in the first one, because Reid's vote is certain anyway.
"The next one..." Jeff put his hand into the ballot box again, and then he took it out and slowly unfolded his face without any surprise, and said calmly: "Dillon. Two is enough, please pick up your torch. Come to me."
Under everyone's attention, the expression on Dillon's face did not change, as if it was just someone else who was eliminated just now. He stood up, but instead of picking up the torch immediately, he turned to look at me and opened his hands. This is a hug pose.
To be honest, although I usually do a lot of physical contact with him, it is still erotic provocation. But this kind of good hug between brothers, I have never tried it.
Under the watchful eye of a jury, it is impossible for me to reject this gesture of friendliness. I stood up awkwardly, and because of my height, I just hugged his waist, and then the whole person was wrapped in his arms.
Warm temperature, very secure bondage. I subconsciously tightened the hand that was just pretending to be around his waist, and then I felt his chin rest on my right shoulder, and he rubbed the hair on his head again. This time I was prepared, so it didn't happen the last time I was in a resort hotel room.
We do these actions without saying a word from beginning to end. But I could clearly feel the heat in the eyes of the jury members. Dillon, after being stepped on by me as a stepping stone, pushed me up again. The thoughts in my mind suddenly got a little confused.
Dillon walked up to Jeff with the torch, the torch was extinguished, and he walked into the night without looking back with a little luggage. Of course, he didn't actually leave. As the last member of the jury, he will reappear at the tribal meeting the next day.
After Jeff saw Dillon walk away, he opened his mouth to say the end of the night. "Brian, Rhett. The two of you are now official survivors, and there will be no immunity games tomorrow. You'll be able to enjoy a day at leisure, and of course don't forget that tomorrow night will be the last time the Horde will be playing. Meeting."
"At the tribe meeting tomorrow night, you're going to give a two-minute speech each, telling the jury why you deserve their vote, why you deserve this million dollars. Then each jury Members have the right to ask you a question, and you must answer it directly. There is no time to think.”
"So my suggestion is that when you get back to the camp tonight, before the tribal meeting tomorrow, you can all think about what you want to say in the speech, and the answers to the questions you may have." Jeff at the tribal meeting The lines on the show have barely changed over the seasons of Survivor.
After all the formalities were over, Rhett and I were again arranged by the program team to be sent back to the camp. There was no opportunity to communicate with anyone on the jury during the whole process, which is a restriction imposed by the program team for fairness.
Back at the tribal camp, we saw a large table of food, fresh tropical fruits and bread. However, unlike many of the contestants who have walked in before, Reid and I just smiled when we saw this big table of food, and there was no other celebratory dialogue and action.
Looking at the depressed expression of the photographer, Reid and I glanced at each other indifferently, and then each took something to eat by the campfire.
We can't talk about topics other than the show in front of the camera, in order to avoid it being seen that we have known each other before. In the show, the actual communication with Reid, let alone with Dillon, is not comparable to the frequency of communication with Anna. What Jeff said at tonight's tribal meeting was actually not wrong, Rhett was really very silent.
In an awkward atmosphere, Reid, unexpectedly, spoke first. He took a bite of bread with a bulging mouth, chewing like a hamster. "I didn't expect that I really came to the end. Everyone in my family thought it would be good if I could last until the second round without being eliminated." His family members were naturally referring to the other members of the bau group.
"Then didn't you prove it to them?" I said with a smile: "You not only survived the second round, but also reached the last two in one breath." Of course, maybe this sense of accomplishment It can't be compared to his sense of accomplishment in cracking a case.
Reid raised his eyes and glanced at the dedicated photographer who was still filming our conversation. After thinking about it, he said, "It's a pity that my social skills are still so poor. They won't give me credit for this." He laughed at himself. on.
"I don't think so. You must know that this game is not just a simple social game." I glanced at the camera without a trace, and then planned to say what they wanted to shoot, which is a summary. So that they can leave us a cleanse.
"Like the survivor theme this time. If beauty is a social advantage, strength and intelligence are also important advantages in the game." I shrugged, "You rely on your intelligence, and against opponents and The analysis of the situation goes here."
Rhett sighed, glanced at me and said with some meaning: "Brian, sometimes I really envy you. Although many people have told me that no one is perfect. I have gained so much A degree, if you have a lower emotional intelligence, you will be given back to God in exchange."
"But... there are some things I don't want to exchange even if I become less intelligent." His voice gradually became softer. "You're always so strong inside and so confident in yourself. It's like those upsets never affect you..."
Even though his voice became too small for the cameras to pick up in the end, I still heard it. I also suddenly understood the sense of disobedience I had always seen in Red.
Originally I thought he just had some autistic tendencies, too sensitive and shy. But what he's saying now makes me think he's comparing himself to me, because I think he's very similar to me in some respects. My troubles, what troubles do I have? Except for these inhumane things about being mentally ill.
It seems that the bau team has already probed into my identity in David's case before. Rhett also knows about it, I, or the mental state of Brian himself, and the fact that he was locked in a mental hospital since he was a child.
Is he worried about his own mental health? …why? As a professional psychological profiler, his understanding of psychology should be no less than that of ordinary school professors. Maybe the more you know, the more worried you will be. Did anyone around him ever get sick? Still very similar to him...