"The voting is over, please go back to your original seats and sit down." The machine made a stereotyped beep.

Fang Daichuan was very nervous. He lowered his head and cut open a piece of cold mussel meat with his dining knife. Without eating, he scratched the plate.

"I voted for you," the little boy grinned at Ding Zihui, "you are dead." Ding Zihui stared at the little boy's face, his face pale, and his chest heaving violently.

"The voting is over. A total of 12 votes were cast, with 12 valid votes. First, the safe players with zero votes will be announced." The machine paused slightly and reported, "Yang Song, Liu Xiquan, Fang Daichuan, Du Wei, Chen Hui, Chen Xin. Congratulations on your temporary safety."

When Fang Daichuan heard his name, he sighed fiercely, and then his heart was lifted tightly—he didn't hear Li Sinian's name. He turned his head abruptly to look at Li Sinian, his right hand clenched, and his palm was full of cold sweat. Li Sinian turned his head and smiled at him, and whispered: "Don't worry, if I didn't guess wrong, I only have one vote."

Can this **** figure it out? ! Fang Daichuan emotionally hoped that Li Sinian would not be bragging at this time, but he couldn't really believe it intellectually. The result of nervousness and entanglement was that his throat was choked and his heart hurt. The clam meat that I ate in the morning seemed to be alive again, tumbling and stirring in my stomach, I could feel the sweat slipping from my temples.

"Please stand up and take a step forward for players who haven't read the name," the machine commanded.

The four sniper rifles in the corner of the house were waiting.

Li Sinian smiled and patted Fang Daichuan on the shoulder, and was the first to stand in the middle of the house. Fang Daichuan suddenly stood up and wanted to pull him back. Li Sinian slapped his chin at the table in front of him, frowned and said, "Sit down." Fang Daichuan breathed heavily. He looked at the other players and sat back heavily in the chair. on.

Even more incredible are Ding Zihui and Niu Xinyan. The two looked around blankly, thinking that the machine's statistics were wrong, but the old lady Song and Zhao Chu both stood up, and they had to stand up to the urging of the machine. Yang Song opened his eyes wide and asked Ding Zihui: "Did you really vote for yourself?!"

With tears in her eyes, Ding Zihui said in grief, "I didn't!" She suddenly recovered, staring bitterly at the boy hiding beside her, and asked loudly, "Why do you vote for me?!"

The boy was stunned by her yelling, and his expression went blank for three seconds. He glanced at his mother subconsciously, then turned his head, and put a sneer on Ding Zihui: "Whoever I want to vote for, Guan What's up with you?!"

The ticket holder stood in the middle of the hall. It was like a public sentence, everyone was facing each other. The person who was sentenced to be sentenced publicly is not the case. The eyes of both sides wandered, kept probing and dodge. Li Sinian's eyes drifted across everyone's face, but Fang Daichuan stared at him all alone.

Zhao Chu stared at the sitting person, gritted his teeth and cursed: "Why should I vote for me? Don't let me know who voted for me! I can't **** spare you!"

"I don’t care if I vote for someone else, do I still have a conscience?" Niu Xinyan lowered her head and whispered, "How can I kill someone with my child? Even if I no longer have a conscience, I won’t kill in front of the child. ,The child is innocent."

With all due respect, Fang Daichuan gave me a cold look at the child who was smiling maliciously on the side, and said in his heart that this child in your family has nothing to do with the innocent words. He has almost given me a child’s phobia. If DINK doesn't want children, how can he be scared by your family.

Mrs. Song sneered beside her: "I don't know who voted for you. — You voted for my vote, right?"

Niu Xinyan turned her head and was silent for half a second: "You laughed."

Only Du Chaosheng and Li Sinian did not speak. They looked at each other and exchanged meaningful glances.

The voice of the machine tablet continued: "Among the remaining players-Song Xinran, Zhao Chu, Niu Xinyan, Ding Zihui, Li Sinian, Du Chaosheng, the players who won the first vote are: Song Xinran, Niu Xinyan, Ding Zihui , Li Sinian. Please return four players."

When Li Sinian sat back, he smiled at Fang Daichuan, "How is it, I guessed it right?"

Fang Daichuan's heart stepped down instantly, he smiled at Li Sinian, and looked back at Ding Zihui with some anxiety.

Ding Zihui had already determined that her vote was voted by the little boy. She first crossed her forehead and her shoulders, prayed silently for a short passage of scripture, and then stared at the child fiercely.

The little boy nestled in his mother's arms without speaking.

In the end, Du Chaosheng and Zhao Chu were left. Fang Daichuan was a little nervous. Du Chaosheng was the wolf he most doubted, but Zhao Chu followed Li Sinian's opinion and finally chose the wolf. Fang Daichuan raised his ears and waited quietly for the final result. The remaining eleven people in the room also tilted their ears, waiting for the sentence.

Boss Du still looks like he can do it with ease, his eyes are dull, but Fang Daichuan intuitively judges that there is something else in him, the so-called Gujing Zangfeng, based on his experience in the mixed entertainment industry.

"Between Zhao Chu and Du Chaosheng, the one who got the higher five votes was—" The robot was still selling, and Fang Daichuan pulled his trouser legs.

"Zhao Chu."

As the machine finished reciting the name, the sniper rifle in the corner of the house fired with a bang. Boss Du curled his lips slightly.

A wisp of light blue gunpowder smoke slowly spread from the muzzle. Zhao Chu's body resembled a sack that was roughly thrown into the corner of the wall. He threw forward with a puff and fell to the ground. Half a minute later, the blood slowly poured out, spreading into a pool of blood at Boss Du's feet.

Boss Du squatted down, looked at the corpse and sighed, then rubbed his bloodied soles on the clean carpet.

Fang Daichuan turned his head and closed his eyes.

After a series of corpses and blood, everyone was a little numb. This time even Ding Zihui did not cry. The girl sat coldly at the table, motionless, her expression numb, like a sculpture that could only roll her eyes. "All... go back," she said in a very floating voice, "today is over..."

Is it over today? Fang Daichuan didn't know, he stared at the muzzle behind the corpse for a while, and when he recovered, he felt cold all over. He shuddered.

The sniper rifle retracted behind the ceiling.

"Congratulations to the surviving players, I wish you all a happy game." The machine answered Fang Daichuan's thoughts politely.

Fang Daichuan stood up suddenly. He was trembling all over, his cheeks were hot, and the choking breath in his chest couldn't be swallowed anyway, he could only let it spit out, and his nose was so hot before it burned. Without a glance, he picked up a chair and fell into the corner.

The ceiling on the first floor was raised so high that Fang Daichuan couldn't reach the top when he stepped on the chair. He jumped down angrily, took a few quick breaths, suddenly turned around and kicked over the chair. The chair carved with bronze flowers knocked on the floor four or five times, bounced into the corner, smashed into the bricks on the corner, and scattered all over the floor. Like the skeleton of a dead man.

Li Sinian lowered his head and sighed softly. He came over and took Fang Daichuan's shoulders: "Go, let's go upstairs."

"I killed him," Fang Daichuan pulled Li Sinian's arm away, stubbornly raised his head to look at Li Sinian, "I am one-fifth of the murderer."

"Fang Daichuan!" Li Sinian shouted sharply, "Come with me!"

"What's the difference between us doing this and murderers?" Fang Daichuan looked around everyone's faces, "Because they weren't shots personally, so I comforted myself. Their deaths have nothing to do with us, right? Because everyone voted. So the minority obeys the majority, which is the best excuse and reason for the mob, right?!"

Li Sinian was frightened to hear that, he couldn't cover Fang Daichuan's mouth. In a hurry, he slapped Fang Daichuan's face with a slap.

A crisp slap in the face. Yang Song widened his eyes and raised his head abruptly.

Fang Daichuan turned his face over, Li Sinian wanted to say something, but seeing Fang Daichuan's face clearly, he was stunned on the spot. ——Fang Daichuan's face was pale, but his eyes were bloody, red and confusing. Li Sinian couldn't help but grabbed his right hand. He rubbed his fingers, and the wetness between his fingers made his heart suddenly ache.

"Come up with me," Li Sinian softened his voice, and he leaned in Fang Daichuan's ear, his voice also choked up, "Brother Chuan'er, let's go up and talk, please..."

Fang Daichuan raised his head and looked at Li Sinian with wet dog eyes. Li Sinian's eyes were almost imploring. The two faced each other for a while, Fang Daichuan followed Li Sinian and silently went upstairs.

Ding Zihui sat on the left and hesitated for two seconds, then Huo Di pushed away the chair and stood up, followed them after two steps, and went upstairs.

Then came Yang Song, then the little couple, and then the rest. Everyone filed up and kept silent.

"What about the identity card?" Li Sinian stood outside Fang Daichuan's room, looking worriedly at the other's dull face. Fang Daichuan reacted and began to dig his pockets. Li Sinian noticed that his fingers were shaking so badly that he didn't put them in his waist pocket several times.

Li Sinian sighed, took out his ID card from Fang Daichuan's pocket, swiped it in, and Fang Daichuan followed him silently.

After this delay, everyone has swiped their cards to enter the door, leaving only the mother and son who came up last.

"Do you know who I voted for today's vote?" Fang Daichuan heard a childish voice outside the door when he closed the door. His brain was still very numb and hard to think. Some words passed through his ears, but his brain lacked some reaction. Come. However, at that moment, the ghosts were not so good. Fang Daichuan remembered the evil manner of the child today. He slowed down the speed of closing the door, and finally left a small gap between the door frame and the door, and he stood in front of the small gap.

He heard Niu Xinyan opening the door with the key opposite him, and his reaction seemed a little slow, and he didn't care much about what her son said. While pushing the door open, she followed her son's question and asked casually: "Who did you vote for?"

The child’s innocent voice came in from outside the door. He looked up at his mother and replied with a smile: "I voted for you, mother!"