[Player Gong Yunyun please open the door. 】

The cold mechanical voice echoed in the villa, and Gong Yunyun's face was instantly pale: "I-I'm not going."

"I'm not going to open the door...don't go..."

The system reminds again: [Player Gong Yunyun please open the door. 】

"No, no..."

The sound was like the **** of death proclaiming that death was coming, Gong Yunyun looked at the air in horror, her body trembled involuntarily, and the chairs were creaking.

Her physiological reaction was too obvious, and everyone in the audience realized one thing: Gong Yunyun could not be the guide.

[Player Gong Yunyun please open the door! 】

Gong Yunyun's uncooperative voice made the system's voice rise twice, as if it was a little angry.

Not to mention Gong Yunyun, even Wen Qing shuddered and felt chills down her spine.

"I do not-"

Before she could say the words, Gong Yunyun's body was suddenly twisted, lifted up by an invisible force, and suspended in the air.

"Ah ah ah ah ah-"

She tilted her neck, terrified, and slammed into the reddish-brown wooden door uncontrollably.

Hit the door head-on, with two bangs, the collision between the body and the wooden door, the collision between the knocker and the wooden door.

Gong Yunyun fell to the ground, and two lines of nosebleeds came out.

She didn't have time to care about her appearance, raised her head and stared straight at the round metal knocker on the door.

The door knocker slowly moved up in a counterclockwise direction, pointing towards the sky.

"Ahhhhhhh-"

Wen Qing closed her eyes and dared not look again.

Soon, Gong Yunyun's screams disappeared, and the strong and pungent **** smell spread out, filling the nose and mouth, and lingering for a long time.

Wen Qing closed her eyes tightly, trying to ignore the disgusting smell of blood.

He tried hard to make himself think about something, such as the number of votes just now, college life, part-time work, etc...

But the brain seems to have frozen, except for blood and death, can't think of anything else.

Don't think about it, don't think about it...

Wen Qing tried her best to suppress the sourness at the tip of her nose.

There was another scream from the living room: "Ah, ah, ah, it's impossible!"

"impossible!"

Chen Yiyi shouted hoarsely: "It can't be wrong!"

"What I saw was Gong Yunyun bumping into Wen Qing, why wasn't she the guide! Why didn't she come out and apologize yesterday..."

If Gong Yunyun apologized to Wen Qing yesterday, she would not think that Gong Yunyun was a guide and would not kill her...

Chen Yiyi burst into tears, pushed away the chair hysterically, and stumbled up the stairs.

Wen Qing felt her collapse, her eyes became wet, and the tip of her nose became more sour.

After a long while, Zhou Zhou's voice sounded in his ears:

"Gong Yunyun is not a guide."

Then came Yu Xing Hang Er Lang Dang, in a nonchalant tone: "Aiya, I voted wrong."

"I just voted for her too."

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes, only to see Zhou Zhou staring at Yu Xing.

He still thinks stagnation is a guide...

The two votes for the suffocation just now were cast by Zhou Zhou and Sikong.

My two votes should be from Gong Yunyun and Li Siwen.

That Gong Yunyun's three votes are the other three.

Chen Yiyi, Yu Xing... and the teacher?

Wen Qing's eyelids jumped, and he glanced at Yu Xing. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, his dark eyes seemed to be shining, and the dead seemed to make him even more excited.

Yu Xing had been this perverse appearance from the beginning, and Wen Qing didn't expect to see any apology on his face.

What he couldn't figure out was why the teacher voted for Gong Yunyun?

Thinking, Wen Qing tilted her head to look at Ji Yu, Ji Yu lowered her eyes and looked calm, no different from her usual appearance.

In the next second, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the floor tiles beside the door, and there was no red.

Wen Qing froze for a moment, then slowly turned his head to look at the door.

It was clean and nothing.

The blood didn't disappear so quickly last time...

Except for Wen Qing, no one cared about the blood stains by the door, and everyone was suspicious.

Yu Xing swayed his chair back and forth lazily, looking into Zhou Zhou's eyes: "You voted for me just now."

Without waiting for Zhou Zhou to speak, he smiled and continued, "It's only one vote away."

"Tsk tsk, what a pity."

Zhou Zhou's face became more gloomy.

He seemed to want to say something, and the system suddenly appeared, breaking the strange atmosphere between the two.

[Wrong voting in this round, wrong voting in this round, unable to find the guide. 】

[Providing clues now. 】

Now?

Wen Qing's legs were weak, and she had three hours to prepare last time.

Immediately afterwards, he heard the system say: [The three players of the magic card each have an opportunity to ask questions. 】

[You can ask questions to the system, or you can randomly select a player to ask the truth. 】

It turned out to be a normal clue...

Wen Qing let out a long breath.

Ji Yu was the first to speak and asked the question that everyone cared about most: "System, who is the guide?"

[This question is invalid and cannot be told. 】

[The player loses an opportunity to ask questions. 】

Wen Qing was startled, and it was fine if he didn't tell him, why should he take another chance? !

Unreasonable.

But the system is so unreasonable.

Seeing everyone's different expressions, Ji Yu said slowly, "Sorry."

"An opportunity wasted."

"You didn't mean it either." Li Siwen, who was sitting beside him, comforted in a low voice.

Ji Yu glanced at her, then looked at Sikong and Yu Xing: "It's up to you."

The corners of Yu Xing's lips rose, and his narrow eyes glanced at Wen Qing.

He asked casually, "Wen Qing, who do you suspect is the guide?"

Wen Qing blurted out: "No."

"No doubters."

He was really the object of no doubt.

Compared with the people in the villa, Wen Qing suspected that the strange three-headed dog was a guide, a guide dog.

Yu Xing raised his eyebrows, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Ji Yu and Sikong raised their eyelids at the same time and looked at Wen Qing meaningfully.

Wen Qing didn't pay attention to other people's eyes at this moment.

He stared at Yu Xing and asked anxiously, "Is this question of yours also an opportunity to ask questions?"

It was the first time Yu Xing saw this kind of emotion on Wen Qing's face, he curled his lips and nodded slowly.

Wen Qing couldn't believe it: "You, you are too wasteful!"

"You ask me directly, and I will tell you, I won't lie..."

Wen Qing was not only annoyed that she had not stopped Yu Xing just now, but also was angry that Yu Xing suddenly asked a question, so that he did not respond.

One wasted opportunity means one less clue.

One less clue and another person may die...

The panic in Wen Qing's heart became more and more serious, the light brown eyes unconsciously filled with water vapor, and the reddish eyes made his appearance more and more beautiful.

Yu Xing admired his sobbing appearance for a while, then nodded again, and said a few words lightly: "It doesn't count."

Wen Qing burst into tears and looked startled.

Yu Xing patiently repeated: "It doesn't count as an opportunity provided."

Wen Qing looked up at him blankly, Yu Xing was sitting opposite, resting his cheeks with one hand, the bathrobe was loosely draped over his body, with a familiar evil smile on his face.

He gradually realized that Yu Xing was teasing him again...

This, this neurosis!

Immediately afterwards, Wen Qingqian found that everyone was looking at him, and the enthusiasm on his face rose sharply.

He blushed, bowed his head and stopped talking.

Yu Xing bent his fingers and knocked on the table casually: "System."

"Well..." He swayed his chair back and forth, and seemed to think for a long time before asking, "Everyone seems to want to know how to use the magic card."

This question is indeed what everyone wants to know, and no one has any objection.

[Players are asked to find it by themselves. 】

This answer is extremely perfunctory.

Wen Qing tried her best to think of the good.

You can find out the usage of the magic card by looking for it yourself.

It is important that the system does not directly explain the usage of the magic cards.

Um…

"We only have one chance to ask questions." Zhou Zhou reminded.

Everyone looked at Sikong.

"Should we discuss first—"

Before Li Siwen's words were finished, Sikong said impatiently: "System, is the magic card an identity?"

"Why are you asking questions so quickly! We only have one chance left!" Li Siwen stood up suddenly, his cheeks slightly twisted in anger.

"It's okay if you didn't cooperate with everyone before. Now, at such a critical juncture, you want us to die alone—"

【no. 】

The two words of the system quenched all Li Siwen's anger, she fell into the chair, and her eyes slowly shifted to Wen Qing.

She remembered Gong Yunyun's words.

[Three questions are over, I wish all players a happy game. 】

After the system left, Li Siwen whispered, "Yunyun said something similar this afternoon, she suspects that the guide may be someone's specialty."

Now only Sikong and Wen Qing have not informed about their specialties.

A Protoss, an ordinary human, who is more suspicious is obvious.

Wen Qing didn't hear Li Siwen's words, he lowered his head and thought.

The identity card provided by the system only contains name, identity, age and specialty.

It's not identity, it can't be age, could it be name or specialty?

Does anyone have such a strange name as a guide?

Someone who isn't here...could it be the ghost in the villa?

Wen Qing didn't know why she kept thinking of ghosts.

The more he thought about it, the more afraid, the more he was afraid, the more he thought about it. He pursed his lips tightly and pinched his palm unconsciously.

Wen Qing's reaction was a guilty conscience in the eyes of the caring people.

Li Siwen couldn't help raising the volume and called by name, "Wen Qing, don't you have anything to say?"

Wen Qing regained her senses and was a little dazed: "What did you say?"

Li Siwen gritted his teeth: "What is your specialty?"

"Yiyi and I are specialties in singing and Go respectively. What about yours? Do you dare to say it in front of everyone?"

Wen Qing opened his mouth and said hesitantly, "Because, because my specialty is, yes..."

"What?!" Li Siwen asked.

Seeing her fierce face, Wen Qing was even more embarrassed to say it, and squeezed out a few words like a mosquito: "Yes, yes... Timid..."

Wen Qing's voice was very soft, but the few people present could hear it clearly.

Yu Xing's reaction was the biggest, he laughed out loud, and then slapped the table with joy, Ji Yu and Sikong also had different degrees of smiles on their faces.

so embarrassing...

Wen Qing's head buzzed, and the heat rose from his face to the top of his head, and his whole body was not well.

Li Siwen stared at him closely and murmured, "Impossible, how can cowardice be a specialty."

"You're lying, you're lying!"

Wen Qing's ears were red to the point of dripping blood, and she said with difficulty, "I don't."

He also wished he was lying...

Zhou Zhou said, "I believe in Wen Qing."

"He told me the first night."

After he finished speaking, he looked straight at Yu Xing: "I doubt someone's name or nickname or nickname is called a guide rather than someone whose specialty is leading the way."

"What exactly is your name?"

Yu Xing said perfunctorily, "Yu Xing."

Seeing this familiar scene, Wen Qing felt chills down her spine and shuddered.

here we go again…

This kind of scenario where you doubt me and I doubt you.

Ji Yu knocked on the table and raised the volume: "Everyone, listen to me."

"Don't doubt each other first, keep calm and calm yourself, don't be manipulated by emotions, and analyze the current clues by yourself."

"Have a good night's rest, and tomorrow morning, shall we discuss it again?"

Wen Qing nodded vigorously.

Seeing this, Zhou Zhou got up and said to him, "Wen Qing, let's go back to the room."

Wen Qing raised her head, met his dark eyes, and swallowed nervously: "No, no..."

Zhou Zhou lowered his head, his expression gloomy and cold, completely different from the sunny appearance when he first met him, very frightening.

"Nothing?" he asked softly.

"No, no," Wen Qing stammered to explain, "I-I want to go to the toilet first."

Thinking that he could delay for a while, he squeezed out two words: "Big."

The author has something to say:

Wen Qing: I'm going to shit.

Zhou Zhou: I'll accompany you. If you're a brother, you **** together.