Chapter 638 Attack, An Xiaoxiao! (Four changes, please order in full, ask for monthly pass!)

  With the end of the second act, Li Shixin and Lu Shiming had a tit-for-tat show. The barrage in the live broadcast room was like boiling oil poured into a basin of cold water, exploded into one piece!

   "Mom! This paragraph is so enjoyable, I've got goose bumps all over my body!"

  "Damn! I saw the dialogue on the eighth with enthusiasm. I picked up the rolling pin and beat up my husband. Let’s go for a divorce tomorrow."

"The blood is boiling! What is the old drama bone? When you think that this section is over, someone will tell you right away that it was just an appetizer! You can always find surprises from such a person, such a performance! "

"It’s the first time I watched a drama. But after watching this drama, I found out what the movies I watched before are all shit! If this is on the scene, in the front row, how much Shocked?"

"Xin Ye's acting skills are bursting! What a shit! The broken ballpoint pen and the blood on the hand look really the same. Not to mention the characters on the stage, even if they are across the computer screen, they scared me. Jump. It's so powerful!"

  Drops!

  Received an additional [shock] cheer value, 122,113 points!

  Received cheers value, 361223 points!

  On stage.

   Hearing two soft system sounds coming from his ears, Li Shixin looked at Lu Shiming, the six godless master, and smiled secretly.

  Grandma, play this with the old man?

  Don’t know how Lao Tzu gradually went upstream in the cruel ecological chain of the entertainment industry?

  What kind of old man is the old man?

   is for the purpose of supporting the edge, even the face and life can be omitted!

  Play with me atmosphere, play with me cruelly?

  I get up cruel, and my son still sacrifices to heaven, I and you, Hong Kong!

  Amidst a boil of barrage, the third act of "Twelve Citizens" begins.

  Following Mr. No. 8's righteous statement, all the people present were silent. After asking for a boring No. 10, they sat back down to their seats.

  But the stereotyped impressions and preconceived prejudices of the rich second-generation murderers still permeated the old classroom like a plague.

  When everyone was silent, the taxi driver No. 3, who had always had an extreme view, took out the murder weapon to talk about things.

"Let me tell you, since you want to be reasonable, let's talk about it carefully. I looked at the evidence in the mock trial just now. The knife used by this little beast to kill his father was a pretty switchblade. It just so happened. , This little beast had one before. But after the incident, the beast said that the knife was gone. How do you say this?"

  At the scene, No.1, who was carrying a notebook with him, turned on the computer and found a video taken by the crowd on the Internet. And the screenshot zoomed in on the blood-stained knife at the crime scene.

  Judging from the video screenshots, the knife is unique in shape, it is a spring-loaded knife, and the blade is bright and sharp.

  In the comments below the video, netizens are all talking about the speciality of the knife.

"Look, this knife is definitely not cheap. There is such a coincidence that the murder knife is the same as the suspect's knife, but the suspect said that the knife was lost. Is this unclear as an excuse? How about number eight, you What else do you want to say?"

  Faced with the trouble of No.3, No.8 didn't say much, and directly took out the briefcase he had been sitting next to the chair, and took out something from it.

  Following the slight sound of "pop", a cold light flashed, and a switchblade exactly like the one in the video was thrust into the table by the eighth!

  Amidst everyone’s surprise, No. 8 pointed to the bullet knife on the table: “The same style found on Taobao, sixty-six free shipping, and a key chain.”

With a puzzled and curious look, No. 8 leaned his body on the back of the chair, "This does not explain much. According to No. 3's theory, can I say that if there are ten such knives, there will be ten. Such a suspect? You know, even if there is a probability of one in ten thousand, it is possible."

  Looking at the flick knife reflecting the cold light on the table, everyone in the classroom was once again caught in a dispute, but compared to Mr. Eight’s suspicion, most people still did not change their guilty view of the rich second generation.

   Seeing that the scene becomes chaotic again, No. 8 simply proposes.

"Okay, please stop arguing. Let's do another secret ballot. I abstain from voting. If the remaining eleven people still vote guilty, then I didn't say anything. I respect everyone's ideas. , Let’s end here. But whenever this is a person in which one person is changed to innocence, then we will continue to discuss until we understand the matter. Okay?"

  Faced with No. 8’s proposal, everyone readily agreed.

  The secret ballot has begun.

  Here, as everyone passes the written notes to the number one sitting at one end, the stage begins to rotate, letting each character who is writing a ticket face the audience.

  The voting ended soon.

  As the organizer of the order, the first opened the tickets one by one and began to announce the results.

   "Guilty." "Guilty." "Guilty."

  As the votes of insisting on guilt were read out loudly by No.1, No.8's face gradually became helpless, while the expressions of No.3 and No.10 gradually became proud.

   "Not guilty."

  Suddenly, a completely different result appeared in front of everyone.

  The expressions of everyone have been reversed!

   Hearing this result, on the 10th, the crime was shot again, "Who did it? Who the **** did it? I must find this traitor!"

  Speaking, he glanced at the number five who had just quarreled with him. But he hesitated for a moment, and pointed his finger at the quarrel with him just now, and looked better to provoke the fat security guard No. 11 from Henan: "Did you vote for it?"

  "I didn't vote for it!"

   "It's not him, I voted."

  Just as the security guard hurriedly defended, she had been sitting in a chair, as if she was asleep, the housemaid No. 9 spoke up.

  On the stage, An Xiaoxiao silently observed the whole scene of the teacher and the seniors' violent show, watching the big guys on the stage, secretly taking a breath.

  Mom, fight it!

  Sausage is still a green vegetable, just today this shiver!

  Wolves travel thousands of miles to eat meat, dogs travel thousands of miles to eat shit.

  I am Xiaoxiao, never eat shit!

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  In the small body, power surges up!

   But in performance, she raised her hand timidly.

   "Hey! I can't see it. What really destroys the big things is the characters who are deeply hidden in the crowd."

   "No, why do you think this rich second generation is innocent?"

   Faced with the sarcasm of taxi driver No. 3 and the question of No. 10, An Xiaoxiao lowered his head.

  With a voice like a mosquito, he hummed: "I don't think he is innocent."

   "Don't think you still cast him innocent?! Are you not sick?"

  "My" little general lowered his head. "I just think he should have a chance."

"what?"

   "I mean when I was young, my classmates hated me. Once a girl in the class lost her tuition and fees. It happened that I was on duty at noon that day, and the classmates said that I stole it.

  But I didn’t steal it! I really didn't steal it! They didn't believe me. They only spent one afternoon. The whole school knew that I was a thief. In the second class in the afternoon, when I came back from the bathroom, I didn’t know who was covering the table with white correction fluid and it was shameful for the thief. Do you know how it feels? You won’t know.

  At that moment, I was really desperate. If it weren't for my head teacher to pull me, maybe that day I won't live in this world. "

  Nine Housemaid finished talking about her past.

  In silence, she quickly raised her head and glanced at the crowd.

   "So I thought, if the boy really didn't kill, then if someone is willing to say a word for him, maybe it might really save him."

  As the girl fully expresses her point of view, among the abandoned teachers, the silence is that even a needle can be heard on the ground.

  Looking at An Xiaoxiao's almost perfect interpretation of the "inferiority" and "prejudice and violence" core of the role she set up as the No. 9 Housemaid, Li Shixin nodded secretly.

  Sure enough, there are no wasted beef jerky and sausages in this world!

  An Xiaoxiao, in order to eat a bite, your deductive realm has been sublimated!

  　PS: Where is the monthly pass? Where is the reward? Four shifts, four shifts, comrades. This is a small step for the second stupid, but a big step for the old man! Get rid of the charge of the salted fish posture, the starting gun that has re-arranged the edge, there is nothing! This is really, a great day!

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)