Wen Qing walked slowly to the living room, the bruise on her right shoulder was aching, her left elbow was stabbing like needles, and she couldn't stop her tears.
It's too awful.
What kind of human suffering is this...
But still alive...
Thinking of this, Wen Qing gradually stopped crying.
He is still alive.
He was lucky.
He can survive.
After comforting herself for a while, Wen Qing went to the bathroom to wash her face, and went upstairs to tell everyone what she had just discovered.
He walked up to the second floor, but there was still no one in the study.
After a moment of hesitation, Wen Qing walked towards the third floor.
As soon as one foot reached the third floor, it stopped suddenly.
I don't know if the sound insulation effect of the bedroom door is not good, or the few people in the bedroom chatted too excitedly, and they didn't control the volume. Wen Qing, who was standing at the stairs, could clearly hear their conversation.
"Siwen, Yiyi, I think Wen Qing must be the guide." It was Gong Yunyun's voice.
"I know the specialties of the two of you, and Zhouzhou and I have announced them from the very beginning. Until now, only Wen Qing has kept them secret."
Gong Yunyun paused, did not hide her dissatisfaction at all, and continued: "Do you still remember how he didn't dare to talk about his expertise at night?"
"The system only said that there was a guide among us. It didn't say that the guide was an identity. Maybe his specialty is a guide, so he didn't say anything."
Wen Qing lowered her eyes and thought, although Gong Yunyun was targeting him inexplicably, what she said still made sense.
The system never said that a guide is an identity.
Have they fallen into a misunderstanding
"Let's vote for Wen Qing tonight. We have three votes. From now on, we just need to ensure that the other people's votes are less than three."
Gong Yunyun seemed to be walking back and forth in the bedroom, Wen Qing heard her pacing, hurried and a little nervous.
"Siwen, can you tell Zhou Zhou what I said just now? If I say it, he will definitely think that I am targeting Wen Qing..."
"Ah, this, this is not very good."
"Ke Yiyi can't talk to Zhou Zhou at all right now, you go talk to Zhou Zhou, we can end the game tonight and leave this ghost place."
The words "End Game" were very attractive. Li Siwen hesitated for a moment, and then responded in a low voice.
"Let's go find Zhou Zhou now. I just saw him with that basketball uniform. What is his name, Sikong?"
The next second, the bedroom door opened suddenly.
Wen Qing thought that they would chat for a while, so she froze on the spot, eye to eye with the three people in the bedroom.
Gong Yunyun stood by the door, and Li Siwen and Chen Yiyi were behind her. Chen Yiyi sat on the bed with her head lowered, her expression was dull, as if she hadn't recovered yet.
Gong Yunyun crossed her arms and looked at Wen Qing coldly: "Did you hear what we said?"
"It's just in time, now I will give you a chance to explain."
Her tone was haughty with a hint of sarcasm.
Wen Wei slightly frowned and pursed her lips.
Gong Yunyun has already determined that he is the guide, no matter what he says now, the other party will think that he is trying to quibble.
Because of crying just now, Wen Qing's eye sockets were a little red and swollen, and her hands were wrapped in bandages, making her look a little pitiful.
Seeing his appearance, Gong Yunyun felt an unknown fire in her heart: "Stop pretending to be pitiful."
"Aren't you running out of excuses? Let me tell you, pretending to be pitiful doesn't work with me."
Wen Qing frowned, and said slowly: "I didn't pretend to be pitiful."
"I'm not thinking of excuses either."
Gong Yunyun sneered: "Then why don't you speak?"
"Is it the default?!"
As she said that, she glanced at Li Siwen and Chen Yiyi behind her, and her expression gradually became agitated. She seemed to want to restrain the expression on her face, but not only failed, but her cheeks twitched slightly, with a strange expression.
Wen Qing struggled for a while, then whispered: "I don't speak because I have nothing to say to you."
"What the hell are you talking about?!" Gong Yunyun's expression changed, the twitching of her cheeks became more obvious, she didn't have the delicate appearance before, as if she was a different person.
Suddenly, the bedroom door at the end of the corridor opened.
Zhou Zhou came out and asked in a deep voice, "What happened?"
These words seemed to be asking everyone present, but he only stared at Gong Yunyun.
"fine."
Gong Yunyun squeezed out two words, and closed the bedroom door forcefully with a bang.
Wen Qing glanced at the closed door, then at Zhou Zhou who was directly in front of him.
Sikong was still standing beside him, and Sikong glanced at Wen Qing indifferently, then went back to the bedroom and closed the door.
Only Wen Qing and Zhou Zhou were left in the corridor.
Zhou Zhou's eyes swept across Wen Qing's face, and then fell on his left arm.
After a while, time disappeared and was injured again.
With a gloomy face, Zhou Zhou strode up to Wen Qing: "Did Yu Xing do it?"
Wen Qing was stunned for a moment: "What, what?"
Zhou Zhou lowered his head, and in the next second, his attention was attracted by a circle of red marks on Wen Qing's wrist.
Obviously, it was because he was grabbed hard.
After being caught, what will that person do
Zhou Zhou's throat moved slightly, he suppressed his voice, and asked again: "Did Yu Xing do this?"
He stared at Wen Qing deeply, his black eyes bottomless.
There seems to be something wrong with Zhou Zhou's appearance.
For some reason, Wen Qing thought of Gong Yunyun, and he instinctively took a step back.
He shook his head and said to Zhou Zhou: "No, it's not him."
"I accidentally broke a plate while washing the dishes and hit my hand..."
Zhou Zhou lowered his eyes, still staring at his wound, as if he didn't listen to Wen Qing's explanation at all.
He questioned, "Would you hit the tiles without Yu Xing?"
Wen Qing took another step back, her back pressed against the railing of the stairs, feeling a chill.
Zhou Zhou grabbed his hand, covering the circle of red marks on his wrist.
He held it tightly, and Wen Qing couldn't break free at all.
Zhou Zhou said slowly: "I just talked to Sikong, he will be sentenced to death tonight."
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he said softly to Wen Qing: "Just throw Yu Xing out, and you'll be fine."
Wen Qing's heart skipped a beat, as if it wasn't his illusion.
Zhou Zhou really became strange.
He stumbled and said, "But, but Yu Xing is not a guide."
Zhou Zhou suddenly turned cold: "Who said he wasn't?"
Seeing his appearance, Wen Qing was a little frightened, and explained in a low voice: "He, he is holding a magic card, and, besides, he is too jumpy, so he should not be a guide..."
Wen Qing tried to persuade Zhou Zhou: "If we make a wrong vote, not only will Yu Xing die, but also monsters like three-headed dogs may appear again."
"You, don't worry, I just found an important clue in the study."
Zhou Zhou stared into his eyes for a long time, then raised the corners of his mouth: "I was joking just now."
No you are not.
Wen gently lowered his head, his heart turned cold.
****
After realizing that Zhou Zhou had become strange, Wen Qing didn't dare to be alone with him anymore, and didn't go back to the bedroom in the afternoon, and stayed in the study.
He put the book "Greek Mythology" in the middle of the desk in the study, and turned to a page about the three-headed dog. Everyone entered the study one by one, saw this little story, but they had no clue.
Time passed minute by minute, and it was half past eight in the evening in the blink of an eye.
There is still half an hour until the second vote.
Everyone sat around the long table, quietly waiting for the system to appear.
Wen Qing scratched her palm nervously, not knowing who to write about.
His mind was full of three-headed dogs and nursery rhymes looking for friends, and he had no doubts at all.
Suddenly, someone knocked on the table.
Wen Qing raised her head, only to see Chen Yiyi put her right hand on the table and knocked stiffly twice.
Her condition is much better than during the day.
When everyone looked over, she rolled her eyes slowly, and said word by word: "I saw it."
Wen Qing was at a loss, what did he see
Chen Yiyi pursed her chapped lips, and said slowly: "Last night, I saw a gentle person."
Before anyone could ask, she said a name: "Gong Yunyun."
Wen Qing was stunned, and turned her head to look at Gong Yunyun.
Gong Yunyun looked more surprised than he was. She stood up abruptly, and the chair was knocked away vigorously, making a harsh noise as it rubbed against the floor tiles.
Her eyes seemed to pop out, and she roared angrily: "Chen Yiyi! What nonsense are you talking about!"
"Why did I bump into Wen Qing?!"
Chen Yiyi stared straight at Gong Yunyun, her face twitched slightly, and her voice sounded like an old bellows: "Because you are the guide."
Gong Yunyun never expected that before the vote, Chen Yiyi would doubt herself.
She looked crazy and yelled at Chen Yiyi: "I'm not fucking!"
"Chen Yiyi, you are the guide, right? If you really saw it, why didn't you say it in the morning! Why did you say it right now after voting!"
Wen Qing leaned against the back of the chair, watching this scene in horror.
Zhou Zhou, Chen Yiyi, and Gong Yunyun all became very strange.
This, how long has it been
"tick-"
When nine o'clock arrived, blank paper and pens appeared in everyone's hands.
Chen Yiyi was the first to pick up a pen to write.
Wen Qing stared at the white paper, and for a long while, wrote the word abstention.
[The voting is over, and now the votes are being counted.]
[Player Yu Xing, two votes.]
[Player Wen Qing, two votes.]
[Player Gong Yunyun, three votes.]
[Player Gong Yunyun please open the door.]