0713's favorite sister

There was silence in the air for a moment.

Xu Xuan couldn't help but complain about them: "Brother Jiang Zhi, your reputation is well-deserved."

When it comes to this kind of brain-stimulating task, AllenSu must come on the scene!

Su Xing reminded them: "Your guesses all fit the theme of 'yellow clothes', but you ignored the first clue."

[Dad and Mom quarreled again, Mom called Dad an immoral liar]

"Think about it, guys. What kind of career can you associate with a liar without morals, wearing a yellow coat and holding a lot of weird things?"

Everyone was in deep thought.

Lu Hu suddenly said, "Hey everyone, I've been thinking about this, isn't it true that most amnesia books have a memory recovery segment at the end?"

Su Xing: "Logically speaking... that's right."

"Then why are we still pushing it? Let's just wait until my memory is restored. Then I'll know what my father's occupation is, right?" Lu Hu clapped his hands and gave up.

He thought about the problem from a novel perspective, and his ideas left everyone stunned.

It seems... that's right?

Zhang Yuan waved his hand: "I don't want to think about it anymore!"

Wang Yuexin collapsed on the sofa and pretended to be asleep and snored: "I'm asleep. Call me when your memory recovers."

Everyone: “Hahahahahahahaha!”

All clues in the first round have been analyzed, and 7993 comes out to start the cue process.

You came together and shared your clues.

[At this point everyone's identity seems to have been determined, but they are still confusing to each other]

[Why does Xiaolin have a composite photo of Xiaoxing and Xiaoxuan? Why are they called targets? ]

[What is the content of the email that Xiaolin did not receive? Who is the 'mysterious person K'? ]

[Who put the white powder in the cup in Xiaolin's room? Is it really poison? ]

[Was Xiaolin's fatal wound a blow to the head, a knife wound to the abdomen, or some other cause of death that you have not discovered? ]

[All this is shrouded in mystery and no one knows]

[Among you, who is the murderer, who is the innocent, and who... is the participant in the attempted murder? ]

[Next, please rest for ten minutes. After ten minutes, we will enter the second act of the script.]

Halftime break.

The atmosphere just created by 7993 was instantly broken.

Xu Xuan opened his phone and checked the time. It was a little after four in the afternoon. "We have been playing for more than an hour. Did time pass so quickly?"

Su Xing ran to the kitchen refrigerator, opened a bottle of iced Coke, took a sip, and replied: "Once you immerse yourself in this plot, time will pass quickly."

Zhang Yuan nodded in agreement, turned around and saw the ice cola he was drinking, and said worriedly: "Drink less ice in the winter, have you forgotten that you drank ice and ate hot food last time? Did you have a stomachache when we were live streaming tonight?"

Su Xing waved his hand nonchalantly, and even turned back to get a new bottle and handed it to him: "Would you like one?"

Zhang Yuan shook his head in disgust, indicating no.

The first rule of self-cultivation for a health-conscious boy: eat regularly, drink less ice, and eat less irritating foods!

Xu Xuan looked at the bottle of Coke with ice water drops still on the outside, and was eager to try. Otherwise...

"No, you don't want to."

Wang Yuexin came over and saw it. He held down her slowly rising arm, took the iced Coke from Su Xing’s hand and started drinking it.

Looking at the scene that had already made him happy, Xu Xuan lost his temper: "Okay..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a cup appeared in front of him.

Looking up, it was Brother Sheng. He motioned for Xu Xuan to take the cup and said, "Drink less cold drinks with Allen and Lei Xin. Drink more hot drinks to nourish your stomach."

Wang Yuexin: "We are hot-tempered, so drinking a little doesn't matter. I remember you were hospitalized for a checkup before, and the doctor said that you were in poor health, with anemia and so on, so you still need to take care of yourself."

Xu Xuan himself was puzzled, muttering, "What's the connection between anemia and ice cola..."

"That's not right... How did you know about my anemia?"