Li Jie was always very shameless when it came to this kind of thing, but maybe it was because Song Que's expression was too serious when he said this, that he felt unusually embarrassed. In order to eliminate this embarrassment, he quickly said: "I asked you about what you asked me to inquire about yesterday. Guan Xinxin and Zhang Youmeng have known each other since childhood, and they should have a very good relationship. But your feeling is not wrong. Yesterday She was indeed a little scared. When I asked her why, she couldn't tell me the reason. She just said that she was subconsciously scared. Maybe she was hiding something, but I couldn't feel it. If I just went by my feelings, I would choose Take her word for it.”
Feeling is a very mysterious thing, and believing in other people's feelings is even more mysterious. Li Jie himself was not sure of his judgment. It was not easy for Song Que to believe Li Jie at once, but he nodded and said: "We reserve the guess that she is hiding something, but since you feel this way, you should have some confidence." It makes sense. I think Zhang Youmeng is a very sensitive person. She and Guan Xinxin have been playing together since childhood, and she is the most familiar with Guan Xinxin on the entire island. She must have felt that something was wrong, so she was afraid."
Li Jie whispered: "Do you believe my feelings? I can't believe it myself."
Although he quite likes Zhang Youmeng, he will not ignore the undercurrent between Zhang Youmeng and Li Lu, and does not think that Zhang Youmeng is as simple a woman as she looks.
Song Que said: "Now is not the time to talk about this. We know too little, so there is no need to make a judgment now. Did you notice anything wrong when they were helping Sister Zhao move things?"
Originally, everyone was thrown directly onto a desert island, and the so-called luggage was just a few belongings that were not found. However, many daily necessities and changes of clothes are prepared in advance in the castle's room, and different types are thoughtfully prepared according to personal characteristics. Although everyone is wary, there is no way to go without eating, drinking or washing when there is enough food and daily necessities, which is like self-abuse.
When everyone was helping Zhao Shufang pack her things, Song gave Li Jie a look and asked him to keep an eye on him to see if anyone made any unnecessary moves.
Li Jie shook his head.
Just now, it was mainly a few people with mobility who were helping Zhao Shufang organize things. People like Li Lu, who still had some inconvenience in her legs and feet, did not interfere, but comforted Zhao Shufang. Zhao Shufang was hit and frightened today. biggest.
Song Que was not disappointed when he heard this and concentrated on his men's actions. He was fine when he spoke, and Li Jie didn't pay too much attention to his autopsy. As soon as Song Que didn't speak, Li Jie's mind began to work crazily. His eyes followed Song Que's knife unconsciously. When the blade cut through his skin, he felt as if he was also threatened by such a knife. It was cold and suffocating. Li Jie forced himself to look away, but the situation did not improve. Once he couldn't see the picture, his hearing became particularly sensitive. He didn't know if a person's skin would still be elastic after death. Why could he seem to hear the sound of them being cut open by a knife
Li Jie closed his eyes, covered his ears, and used his last stubbornness to resist this fear. Then the scene of Song Que's autopsy appeared in his mind, and it was automatically accompanied by weird background music.
Song Que was concentrating on checking Wang Dequan's death, but as he checked, he heard Li Jie's breathing behind him. He looked back and found that this coward had closed his eyes and didn't know what he was imagining. He almost died. Scared to death.
Song was speechless, but he felt that if he intervened now, he might be frightened even more, so he wouldn't let him just do this. He thought so, but Song still subconsciously speeded up the movements of his hands. After all the inspections were completed, Song said to Li Jie: "Go and get the needle and thread for me."
"sewing?"
Li Jie was about to open his eyes in confusion, but suddenly thought of something and closed them tightly again.
Song Que sighed and said, "Please don't embarrass yourself. Wouldn't it be better to stop imagining? Go down and get some needle and thread. If you don't know where the things are, just ask your sister, she will definitely know."
Li Jie closed his eyes and went out. After going downstairs, he realized that the brother and sister really had no trump cards in front of Song Que.
However, this idea came just in time, so that he did not have to be immersed in the fantasy of what Song Que wanted to do with needle and thread, and also avoided the end of being frightened by himself again.
Li Jie didn't know what kind of needle or thread Song Que wanted. Anyway, after asking Li Qing, he brought him all the needles and threads he could find.
Li Jie knocked on the door, but as soon as Song Que came out and opened the door, Li Jie immediately turned his face away and handed the thing in his hand directly to Song Que, for fear of seeing some disharmonious scenes in the room.
Song Qing took the things and closed the door while shaking his head.
As brave as Li Jie is, he doesn't dare to kill anyone even with a gun. But guys like this are better as teammates than guys who like to stab people in the back.
Needlework isn't specialized, but it's better than nothing. Song re-sutured all the wounds on Wang De's body and put his clothes back on. Although the room was still the same blood-stained room, Wang De was not as embarrassed as before, as if he had just fallen asleep peacefully. It was a dead man who found peace.
After Song Que cleaned himself and washed himself, he went downstairs and asked Li Jie to gather everyone.
After washing, Song Qiu, like everyone else, put on the clothes that had been prepared for them in the castle. This is a formal suit that looks very ordinary, but the material and tailoring are quite first-class. Song is not obsessed with dressing up, but he also doesn't let himself be slovenly like the original owner who is keen on adventure. A little tidying up will give a completely different feeling. He has broad shoulders, a slim waist, and long legs. He has the most attractive figure for a man in his twenties to thirties. This formal suit perfectly sets off his figure, and it also makes Song Que feel contradictory, sharp and calm. Her temperament is undoubtedly revealed.
There is no doubt that Song did it on purpose. Although the change of clothes was only of this type and was not intentional, his unrestrained aura was deliberate.
He firmly believes in his speculation that this is a reality show with no bottom line. But the other party has technology that is far beyond the current level. Even if those people casually expose some traces in front of them, it will be difficult for them to decipher the existing situation by relying on their abilities. If you want to survive and want the truth, the only way is to persist until the end of the reality show and gain enough attention from the audience.
The apparent goal of this reality show is to get everyone to kill each other until there are only three or less people left. But it is still essentially a show, a show that wants to grab the audience's attention. It's just that its gimmick is trust, betrayal, and fighting between people.
Song was not willing to be killed, nor was he willing to kill others. He even did not want to see these people actually killing each other. Then he has to perform very well and be very attractive to the audience, enough to replace the original gimmick of this reality show and become a new highlight. Excellent performance is the most important part, but excellent appearance is also a weapon. Otherwise, the Li brothers and sisters, who seemed to have the most outstanding looks in the early stage, would not have received "preferential treatment" from the program crew so quickly.
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Song Que made up his mind. Even if he was just sitting on the chair, his whole posture was already different. Song Que's eyes swept over the deliberately grand and gloomy decoration of the entire castle, showing off his aura as a duke. This kind of expression and posture would appear quite out of place in other modern scenes, but it is strangely integrated with this castle, as if he is a born part of this castle, and is the taciturn and stern master of the castle.
Li Jie called people down from upstairs one by one and saw Song Que sitting in the main seat at a glance.
This is a conference room-like room on the second floor of the castle. There are twelve places on the long round table, and a lamp hangs from the top of each place. Behind Song Que hangs a mural with a totem that no one understands. But at first glance, this assumption will pop up in everyone's mind: this is a position of giving orders.
The light shined on Song Que's face, and the intertwined light and dark divided his face into two halves. The side the light illuminated was gentle and a little humane, while the side not illuminated by the light was solemn and revealed indescribable majesty.
Li Jie felt that in this short hour, Song seemed to have changed. He didn't think the current Song was scary, but he wanted to obey his orders from the bottom of his heart.
This thought just passed by in a flash, and he quickly sat down next to Song Que. Others also came to the conference room on the second floor one after another. When they saw Song Que, they seemed to pause for a moment before taking their seats one by one. There were four empty seats on the table. Except for the person Song Que did not bring, each empty seat represented something not wonderful.
Zhang Xuan is dead.
Wang Dequan is dead.
Xu He, temporarily listed as Zhang Xuan's murderer, is likely still hiding somewhere on the island.
Song Que's eyes retracted from the vacant position.
He had no intention of being mysterious and said straightforwardly: "The murderer is among us. I already know roughly who it is. The only thing I'm not sure about is, what mood did the murderer have in killing Wang Dequan? Although I know it's impossible. , but I still want to ask, is this murderer willing to surrender?"
Song Que's words were like a stone thrown into the calm water. Everyone who was still sitting in their seats suddenly twisted their heads and looked at everyone with suspicious eyes, as if they were using This is a way to prove your innocence.
Song Que said: "It seems that the murderer is unwilling to surrender. So, let me first talk about the results of the autopsy. First of all, Wang Dequan's death time was between 0:00 and 4:00 today. Judging from the time of death, Li Jie and Zhang You Meng can testify against each other and have a relatively sufficient alibi, so we can rule them out as suspects first."
As Song Que spoke, he pressed the switch under the table. The lights above Li Jie and Zhang Youmeng suddenly dimmed, startling everyone.
Li Lu quickly realized the implication of Song Que's words and looked at Li Jie and Zhang Youmeng in surprise, then looked at Gao Luli with a sense of gloating. Gao Luli frowned when he heard Song Que's words, but after seeing Li Lu's expression, he became really angry. His lingering reluctance towards Zhang Youmeng was causing trouble, but he really liked Li Lu, but ever since he came to this island, Li Lu had been thinking about breaking up with him every day, and now she even wanted him to be tied to Zhang Youmeng. In one piece.
Before Gao Luli's attack, Song Que said: "The personal grudges will be resolved later, let's continue now."