Wen Qing looked at Sikong nervously.

Sikong closed his eyes slightly, his eyelashes were not curled, they just drooped down long, almost down to his lower eyelashes, inexplicably adding a touch of softness to his sharp facial features, but his brows were still wrinkled, as if someone owed him a few. Like a million.

Wen Qing waited patiently for a while, seeing that Sikong had absolutely no intention of telling his suspect.

He organized the words and said, "I, I have told you my thoughts, should you..."

Sikong raised his eyes and looked unhappy: "What should it be?"

Wen shivered slightly, and said in a soft voice, "Yes, it should be polite..."

Hearing this, Sikong pulled the corners of his mouth and said indifferently, "Who told you to say that?"

I don't know if he was a little angry, but his voice was two degrees higher than the volume just now.

With this voice and this tall figure, Wen Qing was so frightened that she quickly apologized: "I'm sorry."

Sikong clicked his tongue in disgust, stared at him for a while, and asked, "Are you going to cry again?"

Wen Qing pursed his lips, he was just a little flustered, but he couldn't hold back for the time being.

"No."

Without two words, Sikong's face became even more stinky: "I'm going to cry over this trivial matter, what will you do in the future?"

Although Sikong's attitude was not good, Wen Qing could hear the meaning of those words.

Sikong is a little angry, he likes to cry.

From childhood to adulthood, many of Wen Qing's classmates and friends have said similar things.

He knew that this was not malicious, but meant that he hated iron.

Sikong seems...not that fierce?

Wen Qing defended herself in a low voice: "Crying is a normal and difficult to control physiological reaction."

"And if you cry, you are venting your emotions."

Wen Qing thought for a while and said slowly, "I won't laugh at you if you want to cry."

Sikong: "…"

"I won't cry."

Wen Qing seemed to see the flag standing high.

Of course he couldn't say this in front of Sikong. He hesitated for a moment, then said dryly to Sikong, "Then you are amazing."

Sikong: "…"

Wen Qing thought that he had misunderstood the meaning of his words, and quickly explained: "I don't mean to be ironic, it's just a compliment—"

The voice stopped abruptly, and in the blink of an eye, Sikong walked in front of him from the bedroom.

Wen Qing looked up at him, thinking that Sikong was going to carry him out again, quickly grabbed his collar, and consciously exited the bedroom.

In the next second, Sikong closed the door and stood in the corridor.

The light in the corridor is very bright, sprinkled on Wen Qing's face, those big light brown eyes are like a pair of transparent and clean glass beads, faintly revealing a little water light.

Sikong paused for a moment, then quickly looked away in the next second, and said impatiently, "I suspect you are the guide."

Wen Qing looked at him blankly: "What?"

Sikong frowned and spit out four words: "Reciprocity."

Wen Qing reacted now, don't say it just now...

He tilted his head to look at Sikong's profile, and suddenly realized that it was a stinky and arrogant face.

pretty cute...

Wen Qing's fear of Sikong gradually disappeared.

The head of the dormitory in his university is also this type of arrogant. Wen Qing was afraid at first, but after getting along for a long time, she could understand the true meaning of the other party's words, and Wen Qing began to stick to others.

Thinking of the head of the dormitory, Wen Qing suddenly felt that Sikong was kind.

He blinked and asked in a low voice, "You doubt my words, so why didn't you vote for me a few times before?"

Sikong pursed his lips: "I said it, because my vote is irrelevant."

Wen Qing looked at a loss, and Sikong said this not long ago.

Does that mean he's useless to vote alone?

Or do you mean something else?

Wen Qing couldn't think of it. After a while, she said softly, "That... I'm really not a guide."

Sikong twitched the corners of his mouth: "I said you are, you are."

Wen Qing: "…"

I don't want you to think, I want me to think?

It was the first time that Wen Qing encountered such a scene, and she didn't know what to say. After a while, she felt that the atmosphere was so quiet that it was a little strange, so she said dryly, "Do you like watching variety shows too?"

Sikong was expressionless, raised his legs and walked towards the stairs.

Wen Qing quickly followed, jogging while pondering the meaning of Sikong's words.

Although Sikong has a bad face, he has been helping himself these days.

I just said that I doubted myself as a guide. Could it be that I was talking nonsense on purpose?

After thinking about it, Wen Qing couldn't figure it out, only an intuition, Sikong must know something.

In short, he must know more than him.

Wen Qing followed Sikong and whispered, "You said, if the votes are tied tonight, won't you have to open the door and get three chances to ask questions?"

Sikong paused and said slowly, "The rules of the game don't mention equal votes."

Wen Qing asked: "That means nothing will happen?"

Sikong sneered: "That means the system can play freely."

"He doesn't like things that are out of the game."

Wen Qing was stunned and couldn't help but ask, "Are you an old player?"

Why does it sound like you've been through a lot?

Sikong pursed his lips, ignored him, and went downstairs indifferently.

He didn't want to say it, and Wen Qing didn't ask any further questions. He followed behind Sikong and continued muttering: "I don't think everyone looks like a guide, but the system says that there is one guide among us, and it doesn't look like a guide. will lie to us..."

"Could the guide be a three-headed dog? It's embossed in the villa, and it is considered among us if it is rounded up, and when it appears, it will eat people, and it doesn't want us to leave here."

The more Wen Qing said, the more he felt that the answer was a three-headed dog, but he didn't notice that Sikong stopped and rammed his head against his hard back.

Wen Qing's nose was sore from the pain, and her eyes were instantly red.

"You talk a lot."

Sikong turned around and saw Wen Qing's face, the impatience on his face solidified and disappeared.

crying again...

trouble.

Wen Qing had tears in her eyes, her vision was blurred, and she didn't see Sikong's face changing.

Sikong frowned, and coldly spit out two words: "Continue."

Wen Qing was confused: "Huh?"

Sikong: "Go ahead."

Wen Qing nodded puzzled and continued: "Also, the three-headed dog will sing when it appears. The children's rhyme sung by the system must be meaningful. It may be the real guide dog."

"The system may deliberately confuse us with the three words "guide", but it's actually just a guide dog..."

Walking to the second floor, Wen Qing paused and turned to look at Zhou Zhou's bedroom.

The door was closed, and nothing could be seen or heard.

Sikong followed his gaze, staring for a moment, his brows furrowed even tighter.

Wen Qing was a little worried about the teacher and Zhou Zhou, wondering whether to go over and take a look.

Sikong seemed to see his thoughts and said, "Go downstairs."

"Oh." Wen Qing nodded and followed Sikong downstairs.

in the bedroom

"Vote for Chen Yiyi tonight."

Zhou Zhou slowly raised his head and looked at Ji Yu who was standing at the door.

Ji Yu smiled, as if he didn't say what he said just now.

Zhou Zhou's voice was hoarse: "You know she's not."

Ji Yu curled his lips and said lightly, "It's not Yu Xing, why did you vote for him?"

Zhou Zhou kept his face calm and did not speak.

Ji Yu lowered his eyes and looked at Zhou Zhou's shadowy eyes.

After admiring for a moment, he said, "You want him to die, because Wen Qing."

"I also want Chen Yiyi to do the same thing," he said lightly after a pause, "Just think it's for Li Siwen."

Zhou Zhou's expression changed: "Thank you for being a teacher."

Ji Yu said gently, "I'm just teaching Li Siwen a valuable lesson."

In this way, he is also a conscientious life mentor.

"I vote for Chen Yiyi tonight, and I'll vote for you tomorrow night."

Zhou Zhou's expression softened slightly: "Why should I trust you?"

Ji Yu chuckled: "You can only trust me."

Zhou Zhou's face suddenly sank.

"As a reward, the teacher reminds you that Wen Qing doesn't like the way you are now."

After speaking, Ji Yu opened the door and walked out of the bedroom.

*****

The waiting time was very long, and at 8:30, I felt that time passed quickly.

Wen Qing stared at the clock turning minute by minute. Ten minutes before the vote, there were footsteps on the stairs one after another.

Zhou Zhou, Li Siwen, and Chen Yiyi went downstairs in turn.

Wen Qing peeked at Zhou Zhou from the corner of his eye, and his face was stern. Although his face was still a little gloomy, he looked a lot calmer than in the morning.

He thought to himself that the teacher's persuasion was probably successful.

Worried that Zhou Zhou would go crazy again when he sat with Zhou Zhou, Wen Qing did not sit in the original position, but changed a seat and stayed away from Zhou Zhou.

Fortunately, Zhou Zhou did not follow him and was still sitting in the previous position.

Wen let out a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, a female voice sounded in my ear: "Wen Qing, have you made up your mind?"

Wen Qing turned his head, Li Siwen walked behind him at some point, and stared at himself tightly: "Have you made up your mind?"

"Voting soon."

Wen Qing pursed her lips and ducked back: "I've made up my mind."

"That's good," Li Siwen smiled and vowed, "Tonight must be the last time."

Chen Yiyi went straight to Wen Qing's right, pulled out the chair and sat down.

Seeing this, Li Siwen walked away briskly.

Wen Qing looked at Chen Yiyi's profile, she lost a lot of weight, there was no flesh on her face, her cheekbones were high and bulging, and there was a huge black and blue hanging under her eyes.

Wen Qing opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say.

In the end, he closed his mouth and began to count the votes for Chen Yiyi.

Exclude yourself first.

Then there are Sikong, Zhou Zhou and the teacher. Zhouzhou is targeting stagnation. If Sikong doesn't follow him to cast the three-headed dog, he may follow him to stagnation, and the teacher probably won't vote for Chen Yiyi.

Li Siwen and Yu Xing are left...

After all, only one vote of Li Siwen is certain, and even if Yu Xing voted for Chen Yiyi, there are only two votes.

There's a good chance it'll be a tie tonight.

Just thinking about it, it's nine o'clock.

The clock ticked, and white paper and pens appeared in the hands of everyone.

Wen Qing held the pen tightly and wrote the words "three-headed dog".

After writing, he was afraid that he was not specific enough, so he quickly added a few words in front.

[The black three-headed dog that killed Wang Jing and left after shaking hands]

Wen Qing exhaled, put down the pen, and glanced from the corner of his eye, he saw Chen Yiyi on the right slowly writing the word abstention.

He was stunned for a while, not surprised that Chen Yiyi abstained, but surprised that they could surreptitiously see the answers written by others.

The first few times Wen Qing didn't have the heart to peek at others, on the other hand, he felt that the system would not let them see other people's tickets...

Thinking about it, the fingertips felt warm.

Wen Qing lowered his head, the white paper in his hand burned out.

"Tick, tick, tick..."

The sound of the second hand turning echoed in the living room, very clearly.

[Voting is over, now the votes will be counted. 】

[Player depression, two votes. 】

[Player Chen Yiyi, three votes. 】

Wen Qing's eyelids jumped and she looked up in disbelief. Why did Chen Yiyi have three votes?

Who else voted for Chen Yiyi?

Sikong? Zhouzhou? Or a teacher?

He slowly looked at the others, their expressions were the same as before, and there was no change.

Wen Qing couldn't see anything, only saw Li Siwen's face full of excitement, her eyes glowing, and she stared at Chen Yiyi excitedly, she seemed to be talking about the end and the end.

[Player Chen Yiyi please open the door. 】

Hearing her name, Chen Yiyi shuddered and her body trembled slightly.

[Player Chen Yiyi please open the door. 】

Chen Yiyi stood up numbly and walked slowly towards the door.

She stood in front of the door, looking down at the round knocker, and couldn't help whimpering.

Wen Qing heard her cry clearly and her heart trembled.

[Player Chen Yiyi please open the door! 】

Chen Yiyi raised her hand tremblingly and grabbed the door knocker.

The crisp sound of the crash fell, and the disgusting smell of blood permeated the living room again.

The smile on Li Siwen's face froze, and the tight strings in his mind snapped.

"Impossible, impossible..."

"Why not...why not her!"

"me…"

Her cheeks twitched, her expression gradually became dazed, and she murmured, "Impossible, how can it be wrong, it can't be wrong..."

Wen Qing clenched her palm tightly, her back felt cold.

Suddenly he noticed a pattern.

Every night, someone dies, and then one goes crazy...

It cannot be done by the system, the system is to obscure important information.

Players are dead, crazy, like someone is maliciously controlling this game...

who is it?

Wen Qing's hands and feet were stiff, and now there are only three people left awake.

Sikong, Yu Xing, or Teacher Ji?

Suddenly, the cold voice of the system sounded again in the air.

[Attention to all players, attention to all players. 】

[A player voted for a three-headed dog, and another player voted for a three-headed dog. 】

[The three-headed dog baby was very angry and decided to report to his father. 】

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