Not long after leaving, an announcement from the program team came from the indoor audio system: "Attention all players, there are still 30 minutes left before the execution of the vote by all players. The countdown will be displayed on the screen of your mobile phone. We decided to choose the killer candidate in our hearts, and went to the dining table to complete the execution together."

Is time so tight? Xia Xiqing frowned unconsciously.

This kind of game is similar to Werewolf Killing, everyone's identity is in the black box, no one can see it, they can only be suspicious of each other, and even the voting is conducted through the mobile phone, which is a disguised anonymous method, and no one knows the people around them Who will vote for.

If a decision is made hastily, it is likely to kill innocent people by mistake, and even affect the final result.

To be honest, this is just a reality show, an irrelevant game, but Xia Xiqing hates the failed "GAME OVER" the most. He's the type of guy who lives to win.

A decision cannot be made arbitrarily if there is no evidence to support the facts.

Xia Xiqing led Shang Sirui to the previous hostess's room, and met Cen Cen and Ruan Xiao who were still inside. Until this moment, Xia Xiqing still believed that there was a killer among them, but he had no evidence, nor did he have enough clues to testify.

If you try...it's too easy to be exposed.

"Xi Qing," unexpectedly, Ruan Xiao stopped him first, "I want to ask you some questions about painting, I don't know much about art."

Xia Xiqing smiled gentlemanly, "Of course."

Shang Sirui laughed, "I don't know why, but the picture of the two of you in the same frame reminds me of the romantic love story between the noble lady and the artist hahaha."

The atmosphere that was originally tense because of the countdown became much more active, but Cen Cen broke the delicate balance.

Her indifferent face was always expressionless, but at this moment, she showed a little suspicion. The dark red lipstick made her face even colder, "You study art? I don't understand, a person who studies art Why can you solve these problems so quickly? Is it all due to your artistic talent?"

Although these words are all based on reasonable speculation, anyone who doesn't know Xia Xiqing may say such words, but Cen Cen obviously has more hostility, which makes Xia Xiqing feel very uncomfortable, to be precise, unhappy .

But he still smiled and replied, "I study art, but mathematics is my hobby. As Van Gogh said, his paintings are precise calculations. An artist who can be called an excellent artist often has profound Mathematical skills, or a keen sense of mathematics."

Standing aside, Shang Sirui laughed because of the second part of the sentence, "Xi Qing is also very good at painting, but he is really good at mathematics. When we were in that room just now, many of them were solved by Xi Qing." Yes, the level of a great god."

Xia Xiqing frowned slightly. This was a very subtle and short-lived movement. He felt something was wrong in his heart, but he couldn't tell whether it was because of someone's wrong words or the atmosphere.

"Really?" Cen Cen smiled, "I've been wondering if the killer himself has more information about ordinary players, otherwise he seems to be at a disadvantage if he goes it alone. So... what if you are not an ordinary player yourself? "

She asked this... Is she testing herself, or biting back? Xia Xiqing couldn't be sure, but he knew very well that his current situation was very dangerous.

Everyone was waiting for Xia Xiqing's answer, but they saw him showing a flawless smile. He looked friendly and gentle, but his words were very decisive.

"If I am really a killer, the first thing I will do is to 'kill' Zhou Ziheng."

Cen Cen obviously didn't expect him to say such a thing. In her eyes, Xia Xiqing and Zhou Ziheng were equivalent to allies, "But you have been together since you cracked the room, aren't you..."

"What about now? Am I with him?" Xia Xiqing folded his arms and leaned against the wall with a smile, "Where is Ziheng now?" His eyes scanned the surrounding people, Ruan Xiao's face remained the same. Unable to see the expression, Cen Cen didn't speak anymore, but Shang Sirui laughed a few times, "Impossible, I don't think it's Brother Ziheng, he's been solving puzzles very seriously..."

"Me too." Xia Xiqing blinked, "Aren't I serious about solving puzzles?"

He paused, then continued, "Let me tell you a very important piece of information. From the very beginning, my escape was more difficult than Zhou Ziheng's. My hands and feet were all tied up, and even my eyes were blindfolded, while he could easily escape. Easy to escape, you may wish to think about it, how could the program group make it so difficult for the killer? On the contrary, Ziheng, who had the clearest thinking from the beginning, is he. According to your point of view, is it possible that he took the script? ?”

After finishing speaking, Cen Cen looked at Xia Xiqing with a complicated expression, and Xia Xiqing, who was talking nonsense seriously, also looked at her fearlessly. After a while, Cen Cen lifted his feet to leave the room, but was stopped by Xia Xiqing, "I advise you not to go. Find him, if he really is, and his identity is discovered, you will definitely not live."

Cen Cen's footsteps stopped. Even though she was reluctant, she had to admit that what Xia Xiqing said was indeed reasonable.

Xia Xiqing observed the expression on her face and smiled secretly.

Mathematics can only be regarded as a hobby, and teasing people's hearts is what he is really good at.

He couldn't just let himself be thrown out. Such rhythmic words, he believes that people like Ruan Xiao can't be shaken, it is an invalid interference, but Cen Cen is different, if the ticket in her hand was for herself at the beginning, then after being disturbed now, maybe she will To whom, this seizes the void for its own survival. For a security figure like Zhou Ziheng, it doesn't matter if he gets more votes from Cen Cen.

But who will Shang Sirui vote for? Xia Xiqing looked at him, but found that he was in a daze, as if thinking about something.

"Don't guess yet," Ruan Xiao calmly broke the deadlock, "tell me about these paintings." Xia Xiqing nodded irresistibly, stood up straight and walked to Ruan Xiao's side, raised his finger "Anonymous Girl" on the wall, "Do you mean this one?"

Ruan Xiao, who was looking up at "The Unknown Girl", nodded first, and quickly gave a negative answer, "Not just this one, I think there is something wrong with the paintings in every room. These paintings cannot be in the program group. Just pick it up and use it as an ornament."

Although Ruan Xiao had fewer clues than he and Zhou Ziheng, her intuition was correct. Xia Xiqing understood what she meant, so she said, "You are right, but not every room has paintings. Except for the living room, I remember..." He looked at Shang Sirui beside him, "You didn't have paintings in your original room, right?"

Shang Sirui was stunned for a moment, and then thought for a while, "Yes, there are no paintings in my room, nor in the living room."

Why is he hesitating?

"Is there no painting when you entered the room?" Xia Xiqing asked again.

This time, Shang Sirui did not hesitate, and replied very positively: "Yes."

Xia Xiqing nodded slowly, and his eyes left Shang Sirui's face. At this moment, Cen Cen proposed to go back to his original room, and before he left, he looked back at Shang Sirui, "Sirui, come and help me." I moved out of bed, I want to see if there are any clues down there."

Shang Sirui let out a cry, and followed Cen Cen out.

After such a long time, Zhou Ziheng should have found it...Xia Xiqing was still a little worried, afraid that he would be interfered by Cen Cen and Shang Sirui to find clues.

Now the most critical clue is in Zhou Ziheng's hands.

Until he heard the close of the closet door, Ruan Xiao took out a folded piece of paper from his dinner bag, handed it to Xia Xiqing without saying anything.

This move was unexpected, but within reason. This Ruan Xiao is indeed a smart person. She made such a decision, and there is a high probability that she has ruled out her suspicion.

Xia Xiqing took the paper and glanced at it.

This was the inside page of a medical record, and a line written on it quickly grabbed his attention.

[Patient, male, 14 years old, diagnosed with bipolar disorder. ]

Bipolar disorder, isn't that bipolar disorder? When you are depressed, you will experience low mood, and when you are manic, you will have difficulty controlling your emotions, and you will make some extreme events that are uncontrollable in thought.

"Where did you find it?" Xia Xiqing was a little surprised, he immediately thought of the empty shell medical records in Shang Sirui's room.

"Shang Sirui's room, hidden in a coat in the closet." Ruan Xiao replied softly, "It's hidden very deep, it doesn't feel like the way the show crew put clues."

wrong.

It was wrong from the start.

Xia Xiqing leaned against the wall, running through all the previous events in his mind, only to realize that from the first meeting, almost every conversation and action was a carefully set trap, waiting for him to jump.

He originally thought that according to the setting of general programs, there must be one of the guests with a "Muggle" script, but he made a mistake. The one who really knows nothing is actually the one who seems inaccessible Cen Cen. Not only that, but his innate prejudice against third parties also caused him to deviate in judgment.

Xia Xiqing's eyes were blank, and he quickly thought about the killer's tactics in a short time. If he can use the execution as a public exit method, coupled with his dark power, then he can get rid of two people.

Needless to say, these two people must be him and Zhou Ziheng.

After analyzing all possible solutions from the perspective of the killer, Xia Xiqing finally understood. He looked up at Ruan Xiao, "You help me put on a play."

Ruan Xiao felt that something was wrong. This person obviously already knew who the killer was, and now the voting was about to begin. At this time, shouldn't the safest way be to win over the players on the field to ensure that he would not be voted out at the voting bureau? ? But his appearance is clearly to make trouble, "What are you going to do?"

Xia Xiqing scratched back the hair on his forehead, and unconsciously licked his dry lower lip.

"Suicide attack."