Wear a Thriller To Protect the Boss

The sixth night is the last night for all players on this island.

The dried-up blood stains remaining on the floor of the living room have not been completely cleaned up, and they seep into the cracks of the floor tiles.

The original ten people, now there are only five people, sitting on the sofa looks quite spacious. Everyone kept a considerable distance, silently alerting each other.

Who will be cast as a sacrifice tonight is still a question.

He picked up the potato chips in his hand and put it down. Qiao Huai obviously had no appetite for snacks. He gasped in panic and leaned back slowly.

"I want to know, everyone in this room, who owns a gun."

This is the most important point. There is no doubt that the man with the gun will do it tonight.

Chu Ying sneered: "Only the hunter will have a gun. Whoever has the closest relationship with the dead Qi Ji is the hunter."

"Miss Huo used to cook with Mr. Qi..." Qiao Huai said, and suddenly shook his head, denying his guess, "But Miss Huo will not be a hunter, and Mr. Qi's relationship with everyone before. It's all good, it's hard to judge."

"Why isn't she a hunter? As soon as Qi Ji died, she immediately acted. Guan Chen, who had been targeting her, was the one who killed. This also makes sense."

Huo Yinting looked up at her indifferently: "Ms. Chu usually doesn't talk very much, but when she questioned me now, she is very eloquent."

"No one wants to lose, and I didn't target you, Miss Feng, I also doubt it."

Feng Niange was originally shrunk in the corner of the sofa without saying a word. At this moment, he couldn't help being aroused. He was very furious: "I said, I didn't kill Guanchen, and I couldn't have a gun-take a ten thousand steps back. , Even if I want to kill people, I will kill Jin Lin, because if I kill Jin Lin, Guan Chen will definitely die. Why should I make this extra effort?"

For now, the killers of Jin Lin and Guanchen were obviously not alone.

"Maybe Jin Lin is more vigilant, you can't kill him, you can only retreat to second place."

"My thoughts are just the opposite." Huo Yinting stopped in front of Feng Niange and said, "I don't care who killed Jin Lin. Anyway, I want to kill Guan Chen's people. The goal at the beginning is that he was right."

Feng Niange was puzzled: "Why?"

"Because Guan Chen's mind is bound to Jin Lin, but Jin Lin may not think that way. Anyway, the thief is dead, and it has no effect on him." Huo Yinting lit a cigarette again, and she looked at Chu Ying with a smile. Fei laughed, "Jin Lin is obviously very interested in Miss Chu. I guess that in the past two nights, besides Jin Lin, Guan Chen and Li Huijun, who always kidnap votes, the fourth vote that appeared is Miss Chu, are you following the vote?"

Li Huijun is not smart, his mind is not clear, and now he is dead, so he put it aside for the time being.

But why Chu Ying followed the vote is worth pondering.

Before entering the cage, Jin Lin gave her all the puzzles. In some daily interactions, it is not difficult to see that Jin Lin is taking care of her intentionally or unintentionally.

Compared to Guan Chen, the so-called teammate, Jin Lin treats her very much.

"I think if Jin Lin pretends to cooperate with Guan Chen, and then transfers the puzzle he got from Guan Chen to Miss Chu, and finally conspires with Miss Chu to get rid of Guan Chen, this game will go well."

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Guan Chen is an idiot, and it makes sense that he would be fooled.

Under the overly dark smoky makeup, Chu Ying's charming eyes are always silent, and she can't distinguish her emotions. She wrapped her loose black coat tightly and replied gloomily for a long while.

"Only hunters have guns. If I were a hunter, why would I form an alliance with ordinary players? It doesn't make sense logically."

Pei Yi glanced at her indifferently: "It's not easy to say, what if you lied to Jin Lin?"

"..."

"You pretend to be a normal player, try to get the puzzle from Jin Lin, so that the puzzle becomes invalid, then kill Guan Chen, the best of both worlds."

Chu Ying still refused to let go. She sneered: "I need to enter Guanchen's room to kill him. Unlike Miss Feng, I can steal his room key. How can I get in?"

"But you don't need to go to the main entrance." Huo Yinting said slowly, "Like killing me that night, sneaking in from the dark tunnel in the room, you should be very familiar with the road, right?"

"Miss Huo, you said that night..." Qiao Huai also seemed to realize something suddenly, he was shocked, "Could it be that the people who wanted to kill me back then were also..."

Huo Yinting nodded slightly: "It's all Miss Chu. Miss Chu deliberately chose the fruit knife in the kitchen to mislead us to suspect ordinary players. In fact, as a hunter, she has already started to act."

Chu Ying's slender and white fingers slowly clenched on her knees, her silver teeth biting secretly: "The hunters don't know each other's identities. What if I kill the wrong teammate?"

"Perhaps you have exchanged identities with Mr. Qi a long time ago."

"When you were put in the cage for the first time, but you gave all the puzzles to Qi Ji, why don't you say that you two are in the same camp?"

"I only thought that Mr. Qi had a very good personality at the time, just give it to me." Huo Yinting smiled, "Besides, if we are really in the same camp, wouldn't I just add to my suspicion by doing this?"

In fact, Huo Yinting's doubts about Chu Ying are not entirely without loopholes. If you carefully examine it, you can completely counterattack.

But this game is not just a game, it is a matter of life and death. The more you get to this moment, the more psychological quality you can fight.

Whoever loses his temper first loses.

So Chu Ying lost, and she became very angry, and even her usual low voice was octaves higher: "Nonsense! I'm not a hunter, let alone any secret way!"

"Really? But I think Ms. Chu should be very familiar with the structure of the villa." Huo Yinting still sat calmly in the same place, saying every word, "As Shao Wanfeng’s most respected painter in his lifetime, "Shen Luo Silent", Didn’t you create many scenes in "Hell Puzzle", Miss Chu?"

She herself has some memories of the original heroine, and when she visited the villa these days, she found that both the murals on the walls and the drafts of Shao Wanfeng’s study about "Hell's Puzzle" are in line with Chu Ying’s style of painting. Very similar.

From this, she thought of Chu Ying's true identity.

The thunderous questioning in the clear sky made Chu Ying stunned.

Feng Niange looked at Chu Ying seriously, as if she had also recalled something important. She looked suddenly and hesitantly said: "So you...you are the one..."

"Sakura falls silent? Shao Wanfeng's royal painter back then?" After being reminded, Qiao Huai clearly recognized the essence through heavy makeup. He was surprised, "I heard that you had an affair with Shao Wanfeng, but It was publicly denied by Shao Wanfeng, and later you...you joined the Guancheng Cultural Company?"

"I seem to have heard about it, although I haven't seen Ying Luo Silent in person." Feng Niange added softly, "When Shao Wanfeng fell into public opinion, Ying Luo Silent's former girlfriend came out and said Shao Wan. When Feng was making the game, he did have unfavorable considerations for the mental health of teenagers. He didn't agree with his ideas, so he ended his relationship with him and stopped cooperating."

In this way, Chu Ying is no different from her and Guan Chen. They are all villains who have fallen into trouble. Everyone is guilty, and no one has to choose himself.

Qiao Huai frowned slightly: "Miss Chu, you are also very good at doing things."

The atmosphere was deadly silent for a while, Chu Ying did not deny or excuse, she stood there, as if being aroused from the past, her expression was empty and numb, and her body trembled slightly.

She suddenly laughed nervously.

"Joke, will clean people come to this villa? It's all bad people who deserve to be punished, so why are you doing justice to me here?"

She stretched her hand into the inner pocket of her coat, and when she lifted it up, she was already holding a revolver in her palm.

It was Huo Yinting's one.

"I don't know who gave me this gun. Anyway, since it's in my hand, then people who I don't like will die."

Her eyes suddenly became crazy, and when she pointed her gun at Huo Yinting, she was about to pull the trigger.

However, at the very moment, Pei Yi's reaction was much faster than hers. He decisively rushed over and pressed Huo Yinting to the sofa.

The bullet rubbed the tops of the two of them, pierced the back of the sofa and whizzed away, shooting a deep hole with blue smoke on the wall in the distance.

Pei Yi kicked sideways and instantly kicked over the coffee table in front of her. The edge of the coffee table hit Chu Ying's calf. She bent down in pain, and the hand holding the gun dropped.

He stepped forward, grabbed the gun, and twisted his arms to stop her.

Chu Ying struggled madly, and smiled while struggling, matching her makeup, looking very eerie and weird.

Feng Niange took a step back with lingering fears: "Tonight...Is it better to lock Miss Chu in tonight? Her mental state is really incomplete for us."

Qiao Huai turned his head and glanced at Pei Yi. He hesitated to speak, but in the end he just sighed worriedly.

"Then, what about the gun?"

It is true that no matter who the gun is in, it is dangerous.

Huo Yinting picked up the dropped pistol, she skillfully opened the magazine and took out the remaining four bullets.

She stuffed her empty gun into Chu Ying's pocket, her voice calm.

"Keep the gun in with the people so that everyone can feel at ease."

Feng Niange hesitated, "What about Miss Chu's puzzle?"

They didn't know yet, Chu Ying became a sacrificer, who would give the puzzle to him.

Pei Yi held Chu Ying and pushed her into the iron cage. Chu Ying stood in the iron cage and looked around the crowd, smiling even more strangely.

She took out all her puzzles and threw them on the ground.

"Anyway, they are all going to die. Who will take the difference?" She muttered, "Whether you can survive tonight depends on your good fortune."

"Even if we are going to die, we will not die tonight." Qiao Huai closed the door of the iron cage. He leaned over to pick up the puzzles, then lowered his head and stuffed all the puzzles into Huo Yinting's arms. "Miss Huo, you take it. NS."

Huo Yinting was puzzled: "Give it all to me?"

"Um."

Feng Niange and Pei Yi were both silent and did not express any objections.

The atmosphere was very subtle. Everyone seemed to want to say something, but in the end they didn't say anything. They only turned their eyes away unexpectedly and tacitly.

Huo Yinting clenched the puzzle, she raised her eyes to look at Qiao Huai in front of her.

Coincidentally, Qiao Huai was also looking at her. His eyes were always clear and bright, like a mountain stream and a clear pool, and he could see to the end in one fell swoop.

With eyes facing each other, he pursed the corners of his lips and smiled lightly.

It's coming late at night.