Then I really don't know the personal physique of No. 3.
If No. 3 really accidentally ate food that made him allergic, but he hadn't touched it in the past 20 years of his life, that's too... This is the real African chief.
Shen Mu recalled the food at noon, corn ribs, tomato scrambled eggs, fried shepherd's purse, seaweed and ham soup...
"Eggs, ham, corn, tomatoes, pork ribs are very common foods. It is impossible for No. 3 to have been exposed to them in his past life. If he is really allergic, it can only be an allergy to shepherd's purse." Shen Mu thought for a while, " Or that ham, which is made from the meat of animals we don't often eat."
"It's pork." Tang Youchen was confident and decisive, "There is no meat in my mouth that I can't taste!"
Shen Mu: "That can only be an allergy to shepherd's purse."
"Maybe it's not an allergy, or as we analyzed before, it's a slip of the tongue or the killer's conspiracy." Tang Youchen looked out of the window and thought about it carefully, and finally shook his head, "Maybe No. 3 left angrily at that time, is it really necessary? I'm used to chopsticks, and I'm covering my chest because I can't eat my stomach, so I'm angry."
At that time, No. 3 ran very fast, Tang Youchen didn't think much about it, but now trying to recall the situation at that time, the details are always a bit blurred.
The time for police activities is coming to an end, Tang Youchen shook his head, stretched out his right hand in a gesture of waiting for a high-five, no longer entangled in the cause of No. 3's death: "Come on, let's look forward, I wish the killer a successful knife on No. 5 today!"
Snapped!
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10:30, the time of the killer activity.
On the 10th, Zhou Meng sat alone in the empty lobby. The game environment in this game was at a constant temperature. The temperature in the lobby was actually the same as during the day, but Zhou Meng felt that it was very cold tonight and couldn't help shivering a few times.
Although he and No. 4 have always disliked each other, but No. 4 was voted out today, which made Zhou Meng feel as if his lips were cold and his teeth were dead.
At this time yesterday, I still firmly believed that No. 4 was the undercover killer... Zhou Meng showed a wry smile.
On the first night, I came here at about the same time as No. 11. The two talked for a while, and No. 11 was very similar to my own state of mind. I was just as confused, vigilant and worried. Zhou Meng felt that he should Like himself, he is an ordinary killer.
Then there was a noise at the door. No. 4 and No. 2 came in almost side by side. There was something between them at a glance. The number immediately scanned over unkindly, briefly glanced at number 11, and fixed her eyes on herself. The hostility and aggression in her eyes were obvious, and she sat down arrogantly with her hair down. Zhou Meng's sense of her was very bad at the moment. And then No. 4 attacked herself for no reason, ignored No. 11, Yixin and No. 2's behavior made Zhou Meng feel that she was canvassing votes, and wanted to find someone to take the blame!
No. 4 must be the undercover policeman, she can't be the leader of the killer, because the one who was attacked is a real killer, and she didn't do anything at all, and she couldn't do anything that would be detrimental to the killer team! No. 4's attack on himself is unreasonable. If it is the killer leader, even if he wants to canvass votes, it is impossible to attack the unidentified teammate for no reason. Only the police are undercover, and the remaining three are determined to be enemies. In order to choose one person to take the blame without any psychological burden!
Then use the method of elimination, the boss can only be No. 2, judging by the way he and No. 4 are in love with each other, it is also unreliable, you have to rely on yourself!
Later, Zhou Meng also thought about whether No. 2 was the undercover police officer, and No. 4 was the brainless leader who was tempted by beauty—sometimes No. 2 gave Zhou Meng a vague feeling that it was not easy, and Zhou Meng couldn't help thinking about him. Will it really be led by No. 4? But he has been bound to No. 4 all the time, following No. 4 to target himself, his attitude is obviously suspicious that he is an undercover agent, these behaviors make Zhou Meng feel a little disharmonious. Although No. 4 is very similar to that undercover police officer, could it be that he really just has no brains? After all, it's just a little girl's film, and it's not unreasonable to be brainless.
And No. 11's perspective has always been more similar to his own. Although he helped himself, No. 4 didn't target him very much, mainly against himself. This made Zhou Meng basically sure that No. 11 should be an ordinary killer—his perspective is very Yes, police undercover No. 4 chooses to label himself as a police undercover, so naturally he can no longer attack other people, but wants to win his votes. It is not safe for four people to get only one vote from No. 2.
It was the canvassing behavior of No. 4 that made Zhou Meng gradually lean towards the original guess among many guesses - No. 4 is an undercover police officer, No. 2 is a killer leader who only wants to protect himself, and No. 11 is an ordinary killer like himself .
It turned out that I was... all wrong.
Now... there is no hope.
When No. 11 first jumped out, Zhou Meng was angry, shocked and panicked. After the voting in the daytime, Zhou Meng counted the order of killing wolves and good people, and her heart was cold. Even if she could kill the right person every day , The killer team has been completely exposed, the good guys come out one round earlier than the killer kills, I'm afraid it's... hopeless.
This conclusion made Zhou Meng panic. Waiting for death is a more terrifying existence than death. It is better to be thrown out early than to wait without hope on the field.
... There is no lucky turntable that can be reversed for the last time in this round. After this round fails, the next time will be three years later. After three years, I will be 25. No, I don’t want to grow old like this!
Zhou Meng's body trembled slightly, but she couldn't help thinking of another person in her mind.
If, if the most powerful "Passionate Green Orange" god in the group is there, then it will be fine!
Before Zhou Meng was selected into the game of Suspenseful Life, she also played some werewolf killing games in a group. Although everyone usually played by typing, whether it was text killing, voice killing, or face killing, There are many things in common. Although Zhou Meng's level is average, due to his familiarity with the rules, he is well adapted to the change of different rules between games, including versions that he has never played.
But when it comes to specific guessing identities, Zhou Meng can't do it. Obviously the two players said the same thing, Zhou Meng can't tell which of them is a good person and who is a wolf, but there is always someone who can accurately identify the wolf. The most amazing one is a girl whose ID is Baixiangqingju, she can almost hit every shot, even a casual player like Zhou Meng thinks she is really amazing!
On the first day, the unfamiliar No. 3 inexplicably brought the focus to her acquaintance No. 5. Others felt that No. 3's behavior was weird, but Zhou Meng felt that she could understand her very well. He would definitely want to find out the identity of Passion Green Orange first. Then number 3 should be a civilian.
At this time, footsteps sounded at the door, and Zhou Meng subconsciously
looked up.
who is it? Is it number 2 or number 11
The figure at the door gradually became clear, and Zhou Meng also held her breath.
"Why, are you the only one?" Lin Mo walked in, walked to Zhou Meng's side and asked gently, "That's right, I'm tearing myself apart. If I were number 11, I wouldn't be here either."
Seeing Lin Mo's smile like that of the past few days, but without that arrogant and petite figure beside him, Zhou Meng couldn't feel his heart responding to Lin Mo, saying: "Can you still laugh? I see you and 4 Number 4’s relationship is so good, you don’t feel sad when she dies, tsk, you don’t feel sad for number 4, and you don’t feel sad for yourself? Even if we can kill the right people every day, we still can’t escape the fate of being voted out in the end!”
Lin Mo was not angry when he was bullied, but continued to say gently: "Kill the man first, and turn on the phone."
Zhou Meng glanced at him coolly, anyway, now it's like this, Zhou Meng doesn't bother to care whether her teammate No. 2 is really stupid or has other plans, Zhou Meng turns on the phone, and doesn't even bother to think about the order of killing: "Who will kill? … !!!”
Before the words finished, Zhou Meng's voice changed.
There are still 11 numbers left on the page of identity execution.
There are eliminated players who have already turned gray, and there are still alive players who are still on, but one of the 12 numbers that originally occupied the screen is now empty.
"No. 3... Where is No. 3?" Zhou Meng said blankly.
Lin Mo just smiled and didn't speak.
Zhou Meng suddenly felt a burst of fear, the man beside him...
But then, ecstasy rose from the bottom of my heart: "Then we are equivalent to killing one more person?! Great... no, no."
It was like pouring cold water on Zhou Meng's head: "What's the use of No. 3's death? She's just a commoner. Good people still have more votes than us, and the rounds are still ahead of us. What's the use?"
Lin Mo smiled slightly, noncommittal. The speech made during the day on the 3rd was a bit weird, really... not necessarily civilians.
However, Lin Mo didn't bother to argue with Zhou Meng about such an uncertain matter, and...
"It doesn't matter who No. 3 is, so what if she is a citizen? Today No. 3 can disappear, and tomorrow other people can disappear too. Today, civilians disappear, and tomorrow, they will be police."
Under the bright light, Lin Mo's gentle smile made Zhou Meng shiver.
"Is it you...? What did you do to number three?"
Lin Mo looked at Zhou Meng with a chuckle and shook his head, but didn't pick up the topic.
Number 3 is also considered unlucky for her. How can ordinary people be allergic at this time.
At noon, Lin Mo kindly persuaded Zhou Meng to drink some water. Drinking water often means that you don’t feel thirsty if you don’t mention it. When others remind you, you will feel like drinking water. Sure enough, Lu Ni couldn’t refuse this proposal, but She was unwell, and she didn't have the energy to think about whether No. 2 had any conspiracy. After Lu Ni entered the restaurant, Lin Mo, who followed behind, guarded the door outside, and held the door tightly.
Originally, the girl's strength was not as strong as that of an adult, not to mention that now Luni couldn't exert any strength, and it took only a few minutes for everything to be over.
After 13:00, the door of the cafeteria will not be reopened until 12:00 the next day. Even if someone passes by and finds that someone is locked inside, it will not help.
But looking at the uncomfortable appearance of No. 3, it may not be enough for someone to come.
If it can be confirmed that No. 3 is a civilian, Lin Mo doesn't mind letting her live, but since you have the possibility of becoming a policeman, even if the possibility is small, you can only blame yourself for not getting a good card !
Seeing the girl on the 10th staring at him blankly, Lin Mo smiled and patted Zhou Meng's shoulder after changing from the look of staring at him two days ago: "Come on, it's time to kill."