The clock had struck eight times, but everyone was sitting at the long table, and no one got up.

Yang Song's hair was disheveled, and a pair of dark circles hung under his eyes. There was no foundation to cover his skin. The blemishes and fine lines and small scars and acne marks were exposed, making him look extraordinarily haggard.

"It's eight o'clock..." Ding Zihui hesitated and stopped.

Everyone looked out the door together, wondering if the remaining people could come back. On the contrary, Liu Xin is the one who has the least psychological burden among these people. He swiped his card early, sat in a tight-knit manner, and was full of energy.

"Don't wait," he smiled slightly while playing with the watch on his left wrist. "I can't come back."

"Shut up!" Yang Song glared at him, "You are a clear wolf today. If you are acquainted, you run away now and you can live on this island for three days."

Liu Xin tidyed up his hair and said with a smile: "Why should I go? Whom is not necessarily dead today."

Ding Zihui said softly: "You don't need to quibble. We saw it last night. You killed Li Sinian."

"He jumped into the sea by himself, what can he do? Blame me," Liu Xin adjusted his cuffs and neckline, tilted his head and smiled, "Obviously the witch has an antidote."

His attire was very strange today. In the precarious hot flashes, he was wearing a very stiff collared shirt, and his scum was shaved and clean, even more glamorous than all the girls here.

Niu Xinyan and the boy still didn't say a word. Niu Xinyan sat on the chair in a daze, with suspicious bruises hanging around her mouth, her hair was still loosely pulled behind her head, and a few strands of hair around her temples were not closed. Okay, it makes her look very haggard.

The long table, which was full of people, now only sat five of them.

In the last five minutes, it was the death line at a quarter past eight. Ding Zihui's toes moved in his shoes, and Yang Song rubbed his fingers.

"Only...are there five of us?" A muffled thunder slammed through the window, the curtains were blown up by the wind, and the large crystal chandelier was blown and swayed, making a rattling sound. Ding Zihui felt very cold, and she embraced her arms.

Liu Xin looked up and smiled strangely: "There are others, don't worry."

The circuit of the chandelier did not know what was wrong, and it flickered twice. With the lightning and thunder outside the window, it made people feel more desperate and frightened. The whole villa is like a lone boat in the vast ocean, swaying around in wind and rain, and the hull of the boat is precarious.

There was a voice from upstairs.

Everyone looked up, only to see the couple walking downstairs one after another, their expressions are generally solemn.

"Are you in the house?" Yang Song turned around to talk to him, "Why are you coming down now? We are scared to be confused."

The two swiped their cards, Du Wei lowered his head and said nothing, pulled the chair away and sat down in silence. Chen Huiqiang smiled and said to Yang Song, and explained: "Overslept." Then he pulled the chair away and sat down next to her boyfriend.

Seven people remain.

There was only the last minute left until a quarter past eight. Even Yang Song put out the hearts of Li Fang and the two of them. She sighed: "It's too late, even if I come back, I can't swipe the card..."

Before her words fell, the heavy brass carved door of the villa was kicked open by one person. The salty sea breeze rushed in with the heavy rain and wet everyone's faces.

I saw Fang Daichuan holding his identity card and rushing in with the momentum of a 100-meter sprint, followed by Li Sinian.

Yang Song ignored the other people's faces, pushed aside the table and stood up, pointing to the machine inside and shouting: "Hurry up! No time! Swipe!"

Fang Daichuan rushed to the machine and pressed a fingerprint drippingly.

Li Sinian followed closely. He had just taken back his card when the clock upstairs rang "Dang—".

"Please open your eyes at dawn. There are currently 9 surviving players on the field. Please take your place." The machine said an electronically synthesized sound from the tablet.

Li Sinian looked up and observed the expressions of everyone on the long table, but he had already missed the best time. Everyone withdrew their strange looks and managed their expressions well. Li Sinian retracted his gaze, walked to the end of the long table, and gently pulled the chair away.

"What's the matter with you?" Yang Song couldn't help but asked out loud, "After you jumped into the sea last night, we waited on the shore for a long time and didn't see you out, I thought..."

Fang Daichuan and Li Sinian were soggy and covered with things like aquatic plants. When Fang Daichuan lowered his head, he could smell the rot from himself. He rubbed his face and sighed: "It's a long story..."

"Please take your seats!" shouted the megaphone. Fang Daichuan didn't know how to say it anyway. Last night's things were too tortuous and he couldn't tell for a while. He sat down heavily on the chair and stopped talking.

The machine said: "Du Chaosheng died last night, please speak from the left side of the deceased."

On the left of Du Chaosheng is Chen Hui.

Chen Hui lowered her head to play with the tablecloth, her expression was not very good, and Fang Daichuan could not guess what happened to her. In that shocking change last night, he had never seen the couple from beginning to end, and he didn't know what happened between them. Chen Hui remained silent.

"Speak." Ding Zihui reminded softly.

Chen Hui shook slightly. She whispered and spoke quickly: "I don't know what happened, I didn't kill Du Chaosheng."

"What about Du Chaosheng? Push Liu Xin first today!" Yang Song interrupted her, "We saw with our own eyes last night that Liu Xin gave Li Sinian a needle. Fang Daichuan saved Li Sinian."

Fang Daichuan couldn't help but nodded. Although Li Sinian insisted last night that he shouldn't push Liu Xin at will, Fang Daichuan hated him when he saw Liu Xin's appearance. Scenes from last night appeared before him, Liu Xin smiled wildly and injected a tube of venom into Li Sinian's ankle.

I care about whether he is a wolf or not, Fang Daichuan gritted his teeth and thought. Thinking like this, he glanced at Li Sinian.

Li Sinian is playing with the cap of a pen.

He gently pushed the pen cover with his right middle finger, pushed it open and pressed it again, pushing it open and pressing it again, causing the pen to choke.

People will subconsciously make some repetitive actions when thinking, such as shaking legs, rubbing fingers, or turning pens. Fang Daichuan glanced at him, and he should be thinking quickly. The book in front of him was spread out, but there was not a single word. Fang Daichuan asked himself that his mind was not good enough for him. The book spread out in front of him was full of handwriting that only he could understand.

Li Sinian's pen and paper have not been moved yet, they have always been in his seat. When other people listened to everyone’s speeches, they would inevitably remember two pens. Some carried the notebook with them, and some tore how much they wrote. Only Li Sinian relied on his own brain to remember everyone’s actions and speeches. There is no word on the paper.

What is he thinking? Fang Daichuan stared at Li Si's old straight fingers, a little distracted. For some reason, he suddenly recalled his powerful fingers clamped in the cold water.

Fang Daichuan didn't listen to what Du Wei said. He almost stayed up all night, and his energy was exhausted in two dives. At this time, what was dangling in front of him was the warm body temperature of the man next to the sea. He firmly held the fingers that could not be released and took a mouthful of ferry. The life-saving gas coming in.

It was Li Sinian's turn to speak, and Fang Daichuan quickly recovered from his wandering heaven.

Li Sinian was very capable in the first sentence when he got up. He went straight ahead and said directly: "I am the prophet. Liu Xin who was examined last night, Liu Xin is a good man."

A stone caused a thousand waves, and the girls looked at each other with an expression of disbelief.

Li Sinian categorically said: "An old lady voted wrong yesterday, and a good person can no longer afford to lose. If you vote for another wrong person, the wolf will not be able to push the ticket out during the day. Don’t break this vote, trust me, Liu Xin is a good person."