Fang Daichuan didn't express his doubts, nor did he back down and say that he was not a prophet. He suppressed himself, and returned to the room with trembling fingers.
until night.
into the night. Fang Daichuan came out of the house and rang the doorbell in front of Ding Zihui's house. He had to ask Ding Zihui about some things.
Ding Zihui opened the door cautiously, saw that it was him, hesitated for a while, and then let him in.
Fang Daichuan entered the room and closed the door behind him.
In a closed room, at night when werewolves haunted, and two people talking alone, Ding Zihui couldn't help but feel a little scared. Fang Daichuan noticed that Ding Zihui's muscles were tense, and he was secretly guarding against him. He sighed, spread his hands helplessly, indicating that he was not malicious, and then sat down on the stool in the corner of the room, far away from her.
Ding Zihui opened a bottle of mineral water, poured it into a clean glass, and handed it to Fang Daichuan.
Fang Daichuan opened the notebook and bit the cap of the pen with his teeth: "Can you tell me, what time did you go out last night?"
"Twelve thirty?" Ding Zihui looked up at the ceiling and recalled, "It should be a little past twelve thirty."
Fang Daichuan drew a timeline on the paper:
[12:30 Ding Zihui goes out]
"That is when we came up not long ago?" Fang Daichuan asked while writing, "Did you pay attention to the window on the second floor when you went out? Did it open and close?"
Fang Daichuan's expression became serious unconsciously. This posture looked like a police questioning, and it was also influenced by his family environment since he was a child. He usually made mistakes at home, and that's how his father asked him.
"What? Are you interrogating me?" Ding Zihui pursed his lips and smiled, teasing him, his round face flushed a little.
Fang Daichuan was a little embarrassed, he turned his pen around: "No, I'm just asking."
Ding Zihui glanced at his notebook, and Fang Daichuan was able to write like a dog, and he couldn't recognize what he wrote, so he wasn't afraid of her reading it. He said: "I only practiced my own signature, and the other characters are really...not good."
It's not just bad, that handwriting is so ugly that Ding Zihui can't think of anything to be polite. Fortunately, the girl's emotional intelligence is good, so she said directly: "Then you can sign me. I have actually been following you for a long time, so you can be considered a passer-by fan. Sign me as a souvenir."
It's easy to say, Fang Daichuan turned to the last page, tore open the book, and signed his name on the lined paper.
Fortunately, he has really practiced the words "Fang Daichuan". The signature specially designed by the artist is domineering, sharp, and the turns are soft, which is very beautiful.
Fang Daichuan handed the signature to Ding Zihui.
Ding Zihui looked at the paper for a while, then put it away with a smile: "I'm going back this time, I'm going to post it on Weibo, maybe I can increase my followers."
"I buy all my Weibo fans," Fang Daichuan said with a wry smile, "You still expect my signature to increase the number of fans?"
Fang Daichuan turned back to his notebook and repeated: "Did you pay attention to the windows when you went out? And the tapestries on both sides of the corridor?"
Ding Zihui smiled, recalled for a while, and said: "Tapestry? Is there still a tapestry hanging in the corridor? I didn't notice it. The window seems to be open. It was raining at that time, and the window was soaking water. "
"Hmm, what time did you go back to the house?" Fang Daichuan asked again.
Ding Zihui said: "Around 12:40? The windows are always open, and there is nothing strange about it. Du Chaosheng must have gone back two minutes before me. I didn't check the time too carefully. It was about this time." .”
Fang Daichuan frowned, picked up a pen and paper and began to write the list.
The window opens: [12:30] Ding Zihui goes out
[Unknown]Du Chaosheng talking with Niu Xinyan
Du Chaosheng returns to the room
[12:40] Ding Zihui returns to the room
[Unknown]The crazy boy went out and found the painting on the tapestry wet by the rain
[Unknown] Li Sinian goes out
Window closed: [UNKNOWN] Someone closed the window
[01:00] Liu Xin goes out
Open the window: [01:30] I went out, opened the window, and saw Liu Xin by the sea
Hear mother and son talk
[1:47±]Li Sinian returns to the second floor
[01:50] Li Sinian and I entered the door together
Window closed: [01:50] Liu Xin came back and found the window closed
Fang Daichuan stared blankly at the timetable for half a minute, the coldness in his heart gradually spread and became bigger and bigger.
Just now he pretended that he knew the exact opening and closing time of the windows to deceive Liu Xin, a "false prophet". If Liu Xin did something wrong, he would be caught on the spot. In that case, there was no need for him to lie. And when he was at the beach, Fang Daichuan saw him, and the time was exactly right.
Something is wrong, something is wrong here, between Liu Xin and Li Sinian, there must be someone who lied.
Since going out at half past one, Fang Daichuan has been hiding in the corner of the corridor. If someone goes out during this period, it is impossible for Fang Daichuan not to hear the sound of opening and closing the door or swiping the door card. The only person who went to the corridor during this period was when Li Sinian came back. However, when he told Li Sinian about the window, Li Sinian followed his words and made it clear that he did not open and close the window himself.
Fang Daichuan took it for granted that when he and Li Sinian were back in the house, someone had gone out and closed the window. But Liu Xin made it clear that when he returned to the second floor at 1:50, the windows had already been closed.
Unless Li Sinian was with someone else when he went upstairs, there was no reason to explain it. Li Sinian and Liu Xin went upstairs one after another. Li Sinian saw the window open, but Liu Xin saw it closed.
If Liu Xin wasn't lying, then Li Sinian closed the corridor windows when he went upstairs.
Fang Daichuan felt the chill running down his back.
Li Sinian lied to him, he closed the window for some purpose.
Niu Xinyan said that the cards were not convincing, and none of the three dead people found any character cards. Could there be a possibility that Li Sinian's prophet character card was stolen? He's used to petty theft, isn't he? Could it be that he is not a prophet at all, he opens and closes the windows frequently, just to see who will behave differently to this window the next day. Only people who have entered and exited the corridor at least twice will find the clues of the windows, and those who have entered and exited the corridor twice must have left the villa and been out of the door. Li Sinian didn't get the instructions from the villagers, so he didn't know that the villagers also had reasons to enter and leave the villa. He thought that the only person who had a reason to enter and leave the villa had only one identity—a prophet.
He's sipping God, he's a werewolf.
Fang Daichuan could barely hold the pen in his right hand, he stood up abruptly, startling Ding Zihui. Ding Zihui took a step back cautiously, staring at the strong muscles on his arm, guarding against his sudden attack. But Fang Daichuan opened the door and walked out, striding towards the end of the corridor, the soles of his shoes stomped heavily on the floor.
"You..." Ding Zihui didn't know what he was going to do, she chased him two steps away, but she was a little scared and didn't dare to move forward.
Fang Daichuan waved his hand: "Go back, lock the door, don't look for any prop cards, don't care who it is, don't open the door, I will protect you. Just confirm the wolf, I will kill him for you, don't be afraid."
Ding Zihui was very moved and wanted to go out to help, but Fang Daichuan had gone far away. The surroundings of the corridor were very dark, and there always seemed to be something hidden in the darkness. Ding Zihui hesitated for a moment, thought it over, and then retreated to the room and closed the door.
Fang Daichuan was very emotional, but he couldn't tell if there was more fear or anger in this excitement. "I rang the doorbell and asked him directly if he was a wolf," Fang Daichuan thought sadly and angrily, "It's a shame that I trust him so much!"
However, he changed his mind: "What if he is really a wolf? Will he kill me to silence him?"
"Forget it," he gritted his teeth resentfully, "he might not be able to beat me when it comes to force value, let's tear him apart, let's see who is poisoned to death?!"
In Fang Daichuan's mind, it was like wrestling left and right, constantly struggling. He wanted to see Li Sinian as soon as possible, let him tell himself that he was stupid again, and wake him up with strict logic. However, he was afraid of knowing the truth, so when he saw Li Sinian raised his eyebrows with his usual mocking face, he said with a smile, "Yes, I am a wolf. How about you?" How about that? Did he really poison Li Sinian to death? He closed his eyes.
Fang Daichuan walked back and forth anxiously at Li Sinian's door, almost breaking the pen in his hand. Anxiously, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. Only then did he realize that there was only half a pack of cigarettes and a lighter in his pocket, and the poison and antidote were all fucking hidden in the grove.
Poisonous ass, even if Li Sinian is a wolf, he can't poison him to death.
Forget it, Fang Daichuan was calm now, he gritted his molars, and slammed the doorbell bitterly.
No one came to answer the door, just like last night.
Fang Daichuan had finished smoking half of his cigarette, but the iron gate was still motionless.
Li Sinian is really a prophet? Did you go out for an inspection? Fang Daichuan frowned suspiciously, but what if he was a wolf? Out to kill? He turned his head to look at Liu Xin's room, feeling uneasy no matter what. Is Liu Xin's body that sits in an office all the year round a match for a professional mercenary like Li Sinian
However, in any case, Liu Xin should not be his opponent, and Fang Daichuan still has some confidence in this.
He walked to Liu Xin's door and rang the doorbell, trying to remind him not to go out tonight.
No one came to open the door, and the iron door was as motionless as Li Sinian's room.
A bolt of lightning flashed outside the window, suddenly lighting up the entire corridor on the second floor.
Fang Daichuan stood in the corridor by himself, there was no movement around, only the tomb-like tapestries hanging on both sides, as if living in a lonely grave.
He shuddered.
Both of them were absent and had gone out.
Two prophets jumping in pairs, one true and the other false.
If he found Liu Xin's body when he went out, would that prove that Li Sinian was really a werewolf? Thinking of this, Fang Daichuan's footsteps seemed to be stuck in place.
The rain outside the window became heavier again. Fang Daichuan clenched his fists and finally walked downstairs resolutely into the boundless heavy rain.
"Please, prove that you are a real prophet." Fang Daichuan prayed in his heart.
However, at that time, he did not expect that the incident to prove Li Sinian's identity was so extreme and dangerous. If possible, he would rather use another method, and directly confront Li Sinian during the day. Even if it is possible to be poisoned to death, it is not necessary to experience such a thrilling experience.
Before he knew, or earlier than this moment, or later than this moment, the ten people who were still alive walked out of the gate of the villa together on this rainy night.
The night of the battle royale on the isolated island finally kicked off.