No matter what Yang Ming thought, he didn't expect that he was the one being attacked.
His upturned head was extremely heavy, and there was only one blood bar on the top of his head.
"How could this be?" Yang Ming murmured incredulously, "How could it be me..."
In just a split second, many possibilities flashed in his mind, but hatred and anger had already destroyed his ability to think, and subconsciously gave birth to an answer. Yang Ming grabbed An Wujiu's collar suddenly, "Is that you? It must be you!"
An Wujiu just smiled, just like when he threatened him the first day, even more arrogant.
"I want to kill you too." An Wujiu shrugged his shoulders, frowned slightly, and deliberately made an expression of grievance after being slandered, "But since I can't enter your room, I will be forced to sleep at night , how can I kill you while you are asleep?"
An Wujiu's words made Yang Ming feel discouraged for a moment, and even loosened his hands a little.
Seeing him like this, An Wujiu smiled again, "It's not necessarily true that there are heretics. Think about it, if he really had to kill seven people by himself, how many points would he be rewarded for this difficulty? It’s not easy to kill Tit.”
Shen Ti shrugged and said nothing.
It was Zhong Yirou who said, "I think so, the note didn't say so, maybe the mission is not to kill all, but one life per person. After all, everyone's blood bar base is different."
She was still looking in the mirror, and she said while looking at it: "And now that some people have lost blood, it is even more certain that there are cultists."
Liu Chengwei refused to accept, "How can this be determined?"
Zhong Yirou put down his hand and gave him a slap, "I can't even think of this? You see, if there are no heretics, then the only way to lose blood is a duel, and the duel must go to the duel threshold."
"But we were all forced to fall asleep after twelve o'clock last night. Even the victim Yang Ming was asleep. How do we go to the duel threshold?"
Ueno suddenly thought of something, "Then the sound of dragging heavy objects last night was someone dragging Mr. Yang away?"
Zhong Yirou walked to Yang Ming's side and looked at his clothes. There was no wear or dust on the suit jacket, after all, the floor was covered with carpets.
"Even if it is, what about the person who dueled him? Where is it?"
Ueno immediately pointed to Wu You, "He, isn't he immune to the effects of hypnotic gas?"
Before Wu You said anything, Zhong Yirou said first, "The key is that even if he didn't sleep last night, he couldn't open Yang Ming's room door. Then again, someone could open Yang Ming's room door last night, but everyone was blocked." Forced to fall asleep, who is going to fight him."
Zhong Yirou is right, these are the rules, and unless there are really special players, no one can break the rules.
The matter of blood loss in the night became confusing for a while, and everyone fell into a deadlock.
"...Indeed, if there were no heretics, none of us present would be able to make Yang Ming bleed." Lao Yu said.
Yang Ming naturally couldn't figure it out, if there were no cult members, everyone except Wu You would have to fall asleep after twelve o'clock, and it was even more impossible for Wu You to open his door on the first night.
His room is a secret room to Wu You after twelve o'clock, how can he kill someone in the air
What's more, when I woke up in the morning, I was lying on the bed, and the first person I saw after going out was Ueno Daisei.
"Which people can enter my room last night?" Yang Ming asked.
Old Yu thought about it, and said, "According to the rules, the only ones who can enter your room last night are me, Zhong Yirou from Room 2, and..."
An Wujiu replied for Old Yu: "Room 8, your good-partner, Liu Chengwei."
When Zhong Yirou heard this, he blinked his big eyes, and immediately cleared up, "I didn't go to your room last night."
"Really?" Yang Ming expressed his distrust of Zhong Yirou directly, "If I die, you Zhong Yirou will be the person with the highest survival value in the audience."
If the object of her curse happens to be herself, then she may become the number one in this round of games.
"Do you suspect me just based on this?" Zhong Yirou sneered, "Why don't you ask your good brother Ueno Dacheng, he is only one point lower than me, and his force value is much higher. I am definitely not as good as him A long time."
Ueno constantly distanced himself. Yang Ming still stared at Zhong Yirou, and every word he said was full of killing intent, "Then what were you doing last night?"
"Me?" Zhong Yirou was very relaxed and was not threatened by him. She touched the single braid she had braided and placed on her left shoulder, and stared at him with the corners of her mouth curled up, her posture and tone could be called coquettish.
"Sleep. What else can I do, and no one is going to my room."
As soon as this remark came out, Ueno, who lived in Room 3, blushed and did not dare to glance at Zhong Yirou.
He did not go to Zhong Yirou's room.
"Don't do Tai Chi for me!" Yang Ming was extremely dissatisfied with her gag, "What time did you enter the room, and what did you do after entering the room!"
"Why are you so fierce? It's not elegant at all." Zhong Yirou complained coquettishly, "Last night... I entered the room at ten o'clock, and I haven't come out since then. If you don't believe me, ask other people. If you see me outside later, it means I lied."
Although her tone was still frivolous, she spoke with certainty and certainty, as if she was not afraid of being overthrown. After speaking, he took out his own game panel, opened the point exchange page, entered a code, and a scrolling background record appeared on the right.
"Look." Zhong Yirou cut off a piece of paper with two fingers, and pushed it in front of him, "This is the record on my redemption page last night. The time and minutes are clearly written."
Yang Ming frowned and read through the records she retrieved. Until twelve o'clock, Zhong Yirou was browsing the points redemption page.
"Need to watch for so long?" He raised his eyes suspiciously.
"Girls. You are always very picky when buying clothes." Zhong Yirou tapped her cheek lightly with her fingers, "Although there are not a few beautiful cheongsams here."
After finishing speaking, she put her hands behind her back, and a playful smile appeared on her beautiful face, "Then now that my suspicion has been ruled out, shouldn't it be time to torture Liu Chengwei?"
Suspicions gathered on Liu Chengwei all of a sudden, he took half a step back, with obvious panic on his face, "Nonsense! What does it have to do with me! I didn't do anything!"
Wu You sneered, which made Liu Chengwei very dissatisfied, but he didn't dare to attack. Zhong Yirou said again: "Then you were sneaky last night."
Suspicious eyes also appeared in Ueno's timid eyes. He glanced at Liu Chengwei and then at Yang Ming, trying to keep silent and pull himself away, but Shen Ti, who had been silent at the side, opened his mouth.
He was lazily sitting on the soft leather sofa in the porch, with the exchange page in front of him, sliding his fingers on it, and picked out several pairs of glasses, "Is the bread delicious?"
After finishing speaking, he picked out another kind of glasses from the glasses hanging in front of his eyes and tried to put them on. As if he suddenly remembered something, he took out the candy in his mouth, whistled silently at Zhong Yirou, and finally called her , "Sister, hey, sister..."
Zhong Yirou looked back inexplicably, and saw Shen Ti waving at her wearing a pair of glasses, like a blind liar begging on the black market. She pointed to her nose and raised her eyebrows at him.
"Yes, it's you, come here." Shen Ti smiled charmingly, and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Extend your hand for me to take a picture."
Zhong Yirou: "... let's do it."
So she became a human-shaped mirror that was not elegant at all.
"How can you exchange things again?"
"I haven't exchanged it for several rounds, I saved it."
Shen Ti took off his glasses, and put on a pair of sunglasses with red lenses, the corners of his raised mouth straightened, "Didn't you hear what I said?"
He looked at Ueno and raised his eyebrows, "Is the bread delicious?"
Ueno was stunned for a moment, his forehead was almost sweating, it turned out that Shen Ti was really asking him a question.
Facing the object of the curse, he panicked, only thinking about how to eliminate his suspicion, so he took the initiative to recruit, "I... I was eating bread and talking with Liu Chengwei, but, but I went to the bathroom later, and the two of us separated , and then I went back to my room, really."
"What time?" Yang Ming asked with squinted eyes.
"About... about half past eleven? I don't know, I don't remember." Ueno kept shaking his head, telling Yang Ming with his whole body that the cultist was really not him.
"Then it's me!" Liu Chengwei was anxious, "You say I'm a cult member, do you have evidence?!"
An Wujiu, who was standing on the outer circle, leaned forward, put his palm to his mouth, pretended to be whispering, and deliberately whispered: "Last night, someone was sneaking around outside the door."
"That's right, why are you hanging around the door of Yang Ming and me!" Zhong Yirou crossed his arms over his chest and retracted the mirror in his palm, causing Shen Ti to turn his head to the side and almost couldn't sit still.
Liu Chengwei's neck was flushed with anger, and his throat seemed to be choked, making strange noises.
"I..." He held back for a long time, and finally gave a reason out of anger, "I just peeked at you, how about it! When you went in, didn't you say you wanted to go back and change your clothes! I just want to see!"
"rogue!"
If Liu Chengwei said these words on weekdays, it would be reasonable, but when he heard them now, it seemed a bit flimsy.
Yang Ming frowned, his face showed a little embarrassment, asking An Wujiu to see clearly.
"What? You don't believe it either." He walked lightly between Yang Ming and Liu Chengwei, put his arm around the shoulders of one of them, and said lightly, "It's okay, isn't it just a blood bar, you still have a life .”
He smiled provocatively and looked at Yang Ming, "Same as me."
Yang Ming was so angry that he threw An Wujiu away, but he couldn't act recklessly at the moment, he knew that he was no longer the same as before. Now he has only one last chance left, and he may die at any time.
In just one night, the situation took a turn that he hadn't expected.
"You seem to have forgotten someone."
Shen Ti, who has not participated in the discussion and only focused on picking his eyes, got up from the sofa. He chose a pair of brown sunglasses, aviator style, and the golden beam connecting the two lenses shone with mysterious light.
The green eyes under the brown lenses became deeper, glanced at everyone present, and finally met Lao Yu.
"You can move as you like." Shen Ti said lightly.
"Yes, yes..." Old Yu's face was very calm, so it seemed that the degree of suspicion was also reduced. He thought for a while, "I can enter any room without restrictions, but I remember that I He entered the room late with Wu You, he can prove it for me."
Wu You who was named also nodded, "Yes, I chatted with Lao Yu for a while last night."
Shen Ti glanced at him, and asked with a smile: "Little friend, are you the last two to go back?"
Regarding this address, Wu You responded with displeased eyes, but still affirmed Shen Ti's words, "Yes."
"What about in the morning?" Shen Ti said again, "Aren't you free to move around in each lounge until five o'clock?"
Old Yu nodded without denying, "That's right, but the effect of the hypnotic gas lasts until six o'clock in the morning, and I can't wake up."
The clues are once again tied into a dead knot.
To Yang Ming, this information was like a thick fog that was hard to disperse on the sea. It was getting heavier and heavier, and it was impossible to distinguish anything wherever he looked. It is difficult for him to know what is finally driving towards him.
The silence of the crowd magnified the oppression in the confined space infinitely, like an ever-expanding black ball.
In the end, it was pierced by Wu You in the corner.
"Although the three of them who can enter Yang Ming's room have their own reasons, and they all said that after twelve o'clock, everyone will be forced to sleep."
The reticent Wu You said calmly, "But maybe, the cultists are the same as me, or even more capable than me. After twelve o'clock, they won't be controlled by the hypnotic gas, so they don't need to sleep."
"In this case, Lao Yu, Zhong Yirou and Liu Chengwei may all be cultists."
Zhong Yirou wanted to say something, but paused again, and Ueno spoke first: "If cultists have special abilities, why can't they move around at will?"
Although Ueno's conjecture could justify himself, Zhong Yirou still denied this possibility, "Probably not. First of all, the rules of the room are very restrictive, and it can even be said to be very cumbersome. There are a lot of rules and regulations."
She tapped her chin with her long black nails, "If cultists can break this rule at will, what's the point of writing so much. Looking at the issue of forced dormancy, it's just a small point. .”
"There are also hints on this piece of paper." Yang Ming gripped the paper in his hand, "It says, 'Midnight is a pilgrimage to burn the fragrance, it is the pain I am immune to, and it is the time of sacred rest'. Midnight explained the time, burning Xinxiang probably refers to the hypnotic gas, 'immunity'..." Yang Ming sneered, gathered his five fingers together, and tightly clenched the paper in his hand, "Sure enough, it is possible to act at night."
Ueno said softly: "It seems... I really can't be sure who it is."
Yang Ming glanced at everyone coldly.
"Since this is the case, it is better to fight with wheels."
Zhong Yirou frowned and asked in surprise, "What did you say?"
"Wheel duel." Yang Ming repeated, "You three are all suspects, whoever enters the duel threshold, and then comes out, replaces."
Zhong Yirou reacted the fastest, "Are you crazy, I only have one health bar!"
"You can find a helper, let's talk about it," Yang Ming said coldly, "Can't you give yourself an extra life?"
Facing what Yang Ming said, Liu Chengwei almost collapsed, "I said it wasn't me!"
"You have seven health bars, what are you afraid of?" Yang Ming said indifferently.
"Ha, yes, then you only have one health bar now, why order us!" Liu Chengwei was furious. Repression and resistance often leaned on each other. The vivid anger made him forget the attitude of relying on Yang Ming before.
An Wujiu seemed to be watching some wonderful comedy movie, he laughed wildly, walked between the two, as if he was about to fight, "Hey, hey, don't do that."
"It's weird." Zhong Yirou stared at him, thinking that there were times when he was a peacemaker.
"Don't do this, don't do this." An Wujiu glanced at the two of them, "Hurry up if you want to fight, what's the point of arguing!" He waved his arms, "Fight! Fight!"
Wu You: "..."
He watched all this with his eyes, but heard some voices amid An Wujiu's booing, following the sound, Shen Ti actually watched these people eating bread.
When he was so nervous, he only had the expression of watching a show on his face.
Yang Ming glanced at An Wujiu viciously, walked around him and walked up to Liu Chengwei, his eyes were cold, "Do you really think so?"
"Don't force me to tell the person you curse." His voice was hoarse, and the dull air compressed the information in his voice, turning into a small hard stone, pressing on Liu Chengwei's heart, "Kill your crush again , even if you survive, how much are you worth?"
"Two points... Where do you think you can rank?"
Liu Chengwei's face became ugly to the naked eye.
In order to join Yang Ming's faction, they revealed their red and black lines in the noble name of trust, but now they have become the most favorable handle in Yang Ming's hands.
"How about it." Yang Ming turned around, with a disgusting openness on his face, "Old Yu and Cheng Wei will start the duel first, how about it?"
"Ma'am." He squeezed out a smile, "Put it in the back."
So, the next thing continued according to Yang Ming's instructions. People walked forward along the passage one by one, looking for the position of the stands of the Colosseum, and the lights in the passage were lit up one after another, like the last light before the end of the road. .
Shen Ti walked at the end of the crowd, when everyone was moving forward, he turned around silently and returned to the porch of the lounge where the people were arguing just now. An inexplicable feeling was at work, he looked down at the ground, every inch of the wooden floor was covered by a dark red plush carpet.
Shen Ti paced, seemingly aimlessly, and finally stopped at the door of Room 1. He squatted down and stretched out his slender fingers, which were set off by the color of the carpet, which was not as white as human skin. In the silent porch, his fingertips were stroking the hair of the carpet, going back and forth, then back, lowering his head lower, getting closer, and finally twisted a golden hair out of the carpet.
Suddenly he raised his head again, looking at Room 6 in the distance.
And the carpet in front of the room.
Not long after, the sound of the system announcing the result of the duel resounded through the bunker.
Zhong Yirou's blood bar remained unchanged, still 1.
Like Lao Yu, Liu Chengwei only had 5 left.