"Voting is over, please return to your original seats and sit down." The machine issued a stereotyped sound.
Fang Daichuan was very nervous, he lowered his head and cut a piece of cold clam meat with a knife, but didn't eat it, just scratched it on the plate.
"I vote for you," the little boy grinned at Ding Zihui, "You are dead." Ding Zihui stared at the little boy's face, his face was pale, and his chest heaved violently.
"The voting is over. A total of 12 votes were cast, and 12 valid votes. The safe players who got zero votes will be announced first." The machine paused slightly, and reported, "Yang Song, Liu Xiquan, Fang Daichuan, Du Wei, Chen Hui, Chen Xin. Congratulations on being safe for now."
Fang Daichuan heaved a sigh of relief when he heard his name, and then his heart tightened again - he didn't hear Li Sinian's name. He suddenly turned his head to look at Li Sinian, clenched his right hand, and his palm was covered with cold sweat. Li Sinian turned his head and smiled at him, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, if I guess correctly, I only have one vote."
Can the fucking figure it out? ! Emotionally, Fang Daichuan hoped that Li Sinian would not be bragging at this time, but intellectually, he couldn't really believe it. The result of nervousness and entanglement was that his breath was stuck in his throat, choking and making his heart ache. The clam meat that I ate early in the morning seemed to be alive again, tumbling and stirring in my stomach, and I could feel the sweat sliding down my temples.
"Please stand up and take a step forward if you haven't read the name," the machine ordered.
The four sniper rifles in the corner of the house are ready.
Li Sinian patted Fang Daichuan's shoulder with a smile, and was the first to stand in the middle of the room. Fang Daichuan stood up abruptly and wanted to pull him back. Li Sinian pouted his chin at the table in front of him, frowned and said, "Sit down." Fang Daichuan breathed heavily, looked at the other players, and sat back heavily on the chair superior.
Even more unbelievable are Ding Zihui and Niu Xinyan. The two of them looked around blankly, thinking that the machine's statistics were wrong, but both Mrs. Song and Zhao Chu stood up, and they had no choice but to stand up under the urging sound of the machine. Yang Song opened his eyes wide and asked Ding Zihui, "You really voted for yourself?!"
With tears in her eyes, Ding Zihui said in grief and indignation: "I didn't!" She suddenly came back to her senses, stared at the boy hiding aside with hatred, and asked loudly, "Why did you vote for me?!"
The boy was stunned by her yelling, and his expression was blank for three seconds. He subconsciously glanced at his mother, then turned his head and put on a sneer face at Ding Zihui: "Whoever I want to vote for, Guan What's the matter with you?!"
Those with tickets stood in the middle of the hall. It was like a public execution, with everyone facing each other. The person who was voted was executed publicly, so why not the voter. The eyes of both sides wandered, kept probing, and kept dodging. Li Sinian's eyes wandered over everyone's faces, but Fang Daichuan stared at him alone.
Zhao Chu stared at the person sitting there, gritted his teeth and cursed: "Why did you vote for me? Don't let me know who voted for me! I can't fucking spare you!"
"It's fine for other people, but do I still have a conscience?" Niu Xinyan lowered her head and whispered, "I still have a child with me, how can I kill people? Even if I have no conscience, I won't kill people in front of my children." ,The child is innocent."
With all due respect, Fang Daichuan took a cold look at the child who was smiling maliciously at the side, and complained in his heart, this child of yours has nothing to do with the word innocent, and he is almost giving me child phobia. If Dink doesn't want children, then he will be frightened by your family no matter what.
Mrs. Song sneered beside her: "Who voted for you, I don't know. - I voted for you, right?"
Niu Xinyan turned her head away and was silent for half a second: "You're joking."
Only Du Chaosheng and Li Sinian did not speak. They looked at each other, and each exchanged a meaningful look.
The voice of the machine tablet continued to read: "Among the remaining players—Song Xinran, Zhao Chu, Niu Xinyan, Ding Zihui, Li Sinian, and Du Chaosheng, the players who got one vote are: Song Xinran, Niu Xinyan, Ding Zihui, Li Sinian. Please return the four players to their seats."
When Li Sinian sat back, he smiled at Fang Daichuan: "How about it, I guessed right, right?"
Fang Daichuan's heart dropped instantly, he smiled at Li Sinian, then turned his head to stare at Ding Zihui anxiously.
Ding Zihui had already determined that her vote was cast by a little boy. She first made a sign of the cross on her forehead, chest, and shoulders, prayed a short passage of scriptures silently, and then stared fiercely at the boy.
The little boy nestled in his mother's arms without speaking.
In the end, Du Chaosheng and Zhao Chu were left. Fang Daichuan was a little nervous. Du Chaosheng was the wolf he suspected the most, but Zhao Chu followed Li Sinian's advice and finally chose the wolf. Fang Daichuan turned his ears sideways, quietly waiting for the final result. The remaining eleven people in the room also turned up their ears, waiting for the verdict.
Boss Du still had the look of being able to do a job with ease, his eyes were flat, but based on his experience in the entertainment industry, Fang Daichuan intuitively judged that there was something else in him, the so-called Gujing Zangfeng.
"Among Zhao Chu and Du Chaosheng, the one with five more votes is—" Fang Daichuan tugged at the leg of the trousers as the robot was still playing tricks.
"Zhao Chu."
After the machine pronounced the name, the sniper rifle in the corner of the room fired with a bang. Boss Du hooked his lips slightly.
A wisp of light blue gunpowder smoke slowly diffused from the muzzle of the gun, and Zhao Chu's body, like a sack thrown roughly into a corner of the wall, fell forward with a puff and fell on the ground. After half a minute, the blood slowly gushed out and spread into a pool of blood at Boss Du's feet.
Boss Du squatted down, looked at the corpse and sighed, then rubbed his blood-stained soles on the clean carpet.
Fang Daichuan turned his head and closed his eyes.
The successive corpses and blood made everyone feel a little numb. Even Ding Zihui didn't cry this time. The girl sat at the table coldly, motionless, with a numb expression, like a sculpture that could only move its eyes. "Everyone... go back," she said in a fluttering voice, "today is over..."
Is it over for today? Fang Daichuan didn't know, he stared at the muzzle of the gun behind the corpse for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he felt chills all over his body. He shuddered.
The sniper rifle retracted behind the ceiling.
"Congratulations to the surviving players, I wish you all a happy game." The machine politely replied to Fang Daichuan's thoughts.
Fang Daichuan suddenly stood up. He was trembling all over, his cheeks were hot, and he couldn't swallow the breath he was choking on his chest no matter what, he could only let it out, it was so hot that the front of his nose was hot. Without looking at him, he picked up a chair and threw it against the corner.
The ceiling on the first floor was raised so high that Fang Daichuan couldn't reach the top even when he stepped on a chair. He jumped down angrily, took a few short breaths, turned around suddenly, and kicked the chair over. The chair carved with copper patterns knocked four or five times on the floor, bounced to the corner, smashed against the brick board in the corner, and scattered all over the floor. Like the skeleton of a dead man.
Li Sinian lowered his head and sighed softly. He came over and grabbed Fang Daichuan's shoulder: "Come on, let's go upstairs."
"I killed him," Fang Daichuan pushed away Li Sinian's arm, and stubbornly raised his head to look at Li Sinian. "I am one-fifth of the murderer."
"Fang Daichuan!" Li Sinian shouted sharply, "Follow me!"
"What's the difference between what we do and a murderer?" Fang Daichuan looked around everyone's faces, "Because I didn't shoot the gun with my own hands, so I comforted myself. Their death has nothing to do with us, right? Because everyone voted, So the minority obeying the majority is the best excuse and reason for the mob, right?!"
Li Sinian was terrified when he heard that, he couldn't cover Fang Daichuan's mouth. In desperation, he slapped Fang Daichuan across the face.
There was a crisp slap. Yang Song's eyes widened and he raised his head abruptly.
Fang Daichuan turned his face, Li Sinian wanted to say something, but seeing Fang Daichuan's expression clearly, he froze on the spot. —Fang Daichuan's face was pale, but his eyes seemed to be soaked with blood, which was so red that it was confusing. Li Sinian couldn't help clutching his right hand. He rubbed his fingers, the fingers were moist, and his heart suddenly throbbed.
"Come up with me," Li Sinian softened his voice, leaning into Fang Daichuan's ear, his voice was a little choked up, "Brother Chuan'er, let's go up and talk, please..."
Fang Daichuan raised his head and looked at Li Sinian with wet dog eyes, Li Sinian's eyes were almost begging. The two confronted each other for a while, Fang Daichuan followed Li Sinian, and went upstairs silently.
Ding Zihui sat on the left side and hesitated for two seconds, Huo Di pushed the chair away and stood up, trotted two steps behind them, and went upstairs as well.
Yang Song came up next, then the young couple, and then the rest. Everyone filed forward without making a sound.
"Where's the ID card?" Li Sinian stood outside Fang Daichuan's room door, looking worriedly at his dull face. Only then did Fang Daichuan come to his senses and started to take out his pockets. Li Sinian noticed that his fingers were shaking so much that he didn't stuff them into his pockets several times.
Li Sinian sighed, took out his ID card from Fang Daichuan's pocket, swiped in the door, and Fang Daichuan followed him blankly.
After a while of delay, everyone had swiped their cards to enter the door one after another, only the mother and son who came up last remained.
"Do you know who I voted for today?" Fang Daichuan heard a child's voice outside the door when he closed the door. His brain was still numb and it was difficult to think. Come. However, at that moment, like a ghost, Fang Daichuan remembered the evil look of that child today, he slowed down the speed of closing the door, and finally left a small gap between the door frame and the door, and he stood in front of that small gap.
He heard Niu Xinyan holding the key to open the door opposite him, and his reaction seemed to be a little slow, not paying much attention to what his son said. As she pushed open the door, she followed her son's question and asked casually, "Who did you vote for?"
The child's innocent voice came in from outside the door. He looked up at his mother and replied with a smile, "I voted for you, mother!"