Sequence: Waking up in the secret room and letting me play the fortune teller

Qin Yangming's face froze. Fingerprints that didn't exist at all? What did this mean?

Soon, everyone came to the room of Qin Yangming and others. Because the space in the room was limited, only the person in charge of each team came in to listen.

In addition to the six people in Qin Yangming's team, there are also leaders from the other four teams. Their ranks are [Soldier], [Arbitrator], [Musician], and [Street Artist] respectively.

The [Musician] was the one who played the "Horse Racing Song" on the erhu when he was dealing with the big tumor, and the [Street Artist] was the one who blew the fire to the lamp.

"Hey! What the hell is going on?!"

Everyone was puzzled when they heard Nan Guan say that the fingerprint did not exist at all.

Nan Guan held the stack of transparent tape in his hand and said, "These are the fingerprints of all ten of our fingers."

"Everyone had registered at the time, and we counted the number of people on site, so there was no problem!"

Then he put down the stack of transparent tape in his hand, picked up a thin piece and said: "This is the fingerprint extracted from the handle of the sharp knife on the beggar's body. I extracted four fingerprints on it in total, namely the fingerprints of the index finger, middle finger, ring finger, and little finger."

"This is also related to the way the murderer held the knife at the time. Now it seems that the murderer should have held the knife like this..."

Nan Guan was about to demonstrate it to everyone, but Wu Yi said impatiently: "Okay, just get to the point."

"The most important thing now is to find the murderer as soon as possible. No one will play detective with you!"

After hearing this, Nan Guan stood there in a daze, and then the blood-red color in his eyes seemed to deepen. It was not the red bloodshot caused by lack of rest, but an unnatural red that was full of madness.

Suddenly, Nan Guan rushed over and grabbed Wu Yi by the collar, roaring:

"Damn you! Damn you! Listen to me! All of you must listen to me!"

Everyone was frightened by Nan Guan's scene, even Qin Yangming. In his impression, Nan Guan had always been a calm and self-controlled person and had never been so irritable.

"Are you f*cking crazy?"

Wu Yi's ruthlessness was also aroused, and he kicked Nan Guan back hard.

Nan Guan's hands were originally handcuffed, and the kick caused him to lose his balance. He fell heavily to the ground, knocking over the chair behind him.

"you wanna die!"

Mo Ying was the first one who couldn't help himself, he stood up and rushed towards Wu Yi.

Qin Yangming also took out the Sanqing Bell and prepared to join the battle.

"Stop it all!"

A majestic shout stopped everyone present. It was the arbitrator's shout.

"Is this the time to fight? Two people have already died!" he said righteously.

For some reason, everyone felt that he had a sense of majesty at this moment, which symbolized authority and justice.

Qin Yangming and others did not take any further action with Wu Yi, but just looked at each other coldly.

"Stop it... I was too impulsive just now!"

Nan Guan, who had just gotten up from the ground, spoke in a low voice. The blood-red color in his eyes had faded a little.

"Hmph!" Wu Yi snorted coldly and sat back in his chair. Seeing this, Mo Ying and Qin Yangming also sat down.

"You continue." The arbitrator said to Nan Guan, and after glancing at everyone present, he sat down with a cold expression.

Nan Guan said: "Just now I said... I extracted four fingerprints from the dagger that killed the beggar, and then I found through comparison..."

"These four fingerprints do not belong to any of us."

No one spoke and the whole place was very quiet.

"The only possibility is that there is another person besides us, the thirty-fourth person?"

"The thirty-fourth?"

Everyone was shocked, because there was someone hiding in this floor and they hadn't discovered him.

"But even if there is such a person, why would he kill people?" the musician asked with a frown.

No one present could answer this question, and everyone felt that a haze had enveloped them.

After everyone gathered together for a while, they still couldn't come to a conclusion and had to disperse.

"Sir, please inform us as soon as the fingerprints on the fisherman's dagger are matched."

Before leaving, the musicians told Qin Yangming that they also wanted to know who the murderer was as soon as possible, otherwise everyone would only become more panicked and the chain of suspicion would become longer and longer.

After Qin Yangming agreed, the four people in charge left.

Only Qin Yangming and six others were left here, and everyone looked at Nan Guan who was in a daze.

"Pumpkin! What happened to you?"

Mo Ying said that Nan Guan’s behavior just now was too abnormal and too inconsistent with his usual calm style.

"Ah? I...I'm fine!"

Nan Guan evaded the question, looking very unnatural.

"I still need to compare new fingerprints..." He said as he sat down on the chair and buried his head in the table without looking at everyone.

"pumpkin!"

Mo Ying became anxious and swept the things in front of Nan Guan away.

"you dare!"

Unexpectedly, Nan Guan stood up suddenly and grabbed Mo Ying's collar with both hands at the same time.

The sturdy man weighing 80 kilograms was lifted up by Nan Guan. Mo Ying's feet left the ground and kept stomping in the air.

"Southern Crown!"

Xu Xiaobao shouted anxiously and rushed over to bite Nan Guan's arm.

No matter how hard Ren Ping and Xu Xiaobao bit, even a line of blood was left on the tip of their teeth, Nan Guan was not moved at all. She just stared at the struggling Mo Ying with cold and ruthless eyes.

Su Mengyuan gritted his teeth, quickly took the revolver off Mo Ying's waist, pointed the muzzle at Nan Guan's temple, and shouted:

"Nan Guan! Stop it! Are you going to kill him?!"

Nan Guan remained unmoved, his cold eyes filled with a cruel aura, a madness that was so severe that he would not even care about his own life and death.

Bai Lu looked at Qin Yangming and said, "I didn't expect that his illness has become so serious..."

The scene before her evoked memories buried deep in Bai Lu's mind. The current situation was so similar to her experience at that time.

"Nan Guan!" Qin Yangming called out, but saw that Nan Guan remained indifferent.

He quickly took out the Sanqing Bell and shook it violently. The brass bell tongue hit the bell wall, making a melodious vibrato.

"The Supreme Commandment, your lonely soul will be saved..."

In addition, he recited silently.

The bloodshot in Nan Guan's eyes faded a little, and his hands, which had been tightly gripping Mo Ying's neck, became even tighter.

"Huh!" Mo Ying was able to catch his breath, and with a mid-air kick he kicked Nan Guan hard against the wall, thus freeing himself.

Nan Guan was completely awakened by the kick. He stood there gasping for breath with his eyes wide open.

"Pumpkin! What the hell is wrong with you?!"

Mo Ying said angrily, rushed forward and grabbed Nan Guan by the collar.

But this time Nan Guan did not resist. He just drooped his eyelids, with a dejected look in his eyes.

"Nan Guan, you are seriously ill, even worse than Xu Xiaobao!"

Bai Lu said seriously.

It was not until this moment that everyone realized the situation in Nanguan. Before, they thought that Xu Xiaobao was the one with the most serious illness and the one most infected by the weirdness. Now it seems that they were all wrong.

Yes, he was just a prisoner, but he acted like a real policeman, which was a serious violation of the rules of acting.

In this survival game, if we were to say who acted the least like the character, it would have to be Nan Guan.

"I... I'm not a prisoner... I'm a policeman... I'm a real policeman..."

Nan Guan sobbed, full of sadness.