After broadcasting the ancient times live, I handed the system over to the state.

Like Feng Menglong, many people under the sky were also intrigued, eager to know what would happen next.

Even some children who didn't understand much were intently watching the sky. They didn't know anything about suspense; they were just looking at the scenery and patterns, which kept them entertained.

It's better than looking at a dark world.

Before the dinner, these people, each with their own ulterior motives, scrutinized the house, making one want to explore the logic behind their actions.

Zhu Qinggu thought for a moment and realized that she hadn't organized any activities or interacted with the audience under the canopy for a while, so she put up a quiz with prizes.

[Question 1: How many people will die in the end?]

[A, 5]

【B, 7】

【C, 9】

[D, 10]

[Question 2: Who is the murderer?]

Please fill in the answer: ______

Please fill in the answer within half an hour.

That is 60 minutes.

It's a quiz with prizes!

The people under the canopy were immediately intrigued, especially those who were eager to gain points but didn't have any. They were now carefully observing the details of the movie.

There were even many ancient people discussing the plot above the sky, but there were no comments from later generations, so be careful to avoid spoilers.

(Looking at that nursery rhyme, I think there should be ten!)

(So ​​many people united and still couldn't find the murderer?)

(The enemy is in the dark while we are in the light; the culprit is hard to find!)

(Didn't some of them have guns? Those with guns can't be the murderers. If they were the murderers, they could have just killed them with guns. Why bother with all this mystery?)

……

Zhu Qinggu didn't tell them the movie's name. If he had directly said "And Then There Were None," the first question would have been a freebie, although it was practically a freebie anyway, given how obvious the hint was.

The second question, however, is not so easy to answer.

However, observing the comments now, she also saw some people with very keen observation skills. For example, the person with the gun is definitely not the murderer.

Logically, that makes sense.

Some people, through personality analysis, identified a very arrogant middle-aged woman who was unlikely to be the murderer, as people with this personality would disdain doing such a thing.

Zhu Qinggu felt that they figured it out as soon as they thought about it.

Some people from the last century have already read Agatha Christie's novel, after all, it was written in 1939 and published in November of the same year.

When they wanted to give away spoilers in a malicious way, they found they couldn't post comments.

However, they can still participate in the activities; the activities above the sky can be considered a reward for them.

……

At the banquet, everyone was dressed formally and began to discuss the ten little soldiers placed on the table.

Then they started discussing their impressions of the owners, Mr. and Mrs. Owen, and why they had been invited there, only to discover that everyone had different reasons for coming.

Soon, however, a different sound rang out from inside the villa, like some kind of announcement—

The voice is accusing everyone of their crimes.

Dr. Armstrong was accused of murder, Miss Blunt was accused of murder, Officer Brower was accused of murder, Miss Claythorne was accused of murder...

Those accused were all panicked, and those who were not accused also began to panic, searching everywhere for the source of the sound.

They quickly found the source of the sound—a phonograph, and the record on the phonograph was labeled 'Elegy'. Meanwhile, in the kitchen, the maid Rogers fainted.

The accusations mentioned earlier also included charges against the housekeeper and maid, the Rogers couple. The footage even flashed back to the incident where Rogers smothered an elderly employer with a pillow and then stole her treasure.

(I've trained my body to resemble a crane's, so I'm not afraid of palace maids strangling me!)

(Dreaming Back to the Ming Dynasty 1566)

(I wanted to interview someone; although his story isn't being broadcast right now, his legend is everywhere.)

Jiajing: "..."

He is now feeling suffocated.

Why do these people love watching entertainment so much? Why do they keep focusing on this?

Jiajing's face was dark. He flicked his sleeves, but found he had nowhere to vent his anger. He couldn't very well break through the defenses on the sky, or the emperors of other timelines would laugh at him.

Let alone him, people from some other timelines under the sky are also afraid, especially the older ones. So what if he's a servant? If people have other intentions, things will be different.

……

Because of the accusations, everyone is shifting blame onto each other, each claiming to have something to say, making it seem like none of these crimes are their fault. But only they know the truth of the matter.

There are no telephones on this island; only a boat comes here every morning. The group has decided to leave tomorrow morning and confront the Owens if they encounter them.

The people under the sky initially felt some sympathy, but upon seeing this, they felt no sympathy whatsoever; these people all deserved to die.

The spoiled brat named Marston was trying to shift the blame, claiming that he wasn't responsible for killing the siblings, but rather that they were out having fun in the dark and that he was driving too slowly.

Suddenly, it felt like something was stuck in his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Then he collapsed to the ground and died.

This sudden turn of events stunned the people here.

Even those under the sky were taken aback.

Bao Zheng thought back carefully and realized that there were hardly any details. It seemed that these details might be revealed later.

Because of Marston's death, the whole house was filled with an eerie atmosphere, and memories of everyone flashed back.

In particular, there was the nightmare of the Amsterdam doctor. In the dream, the Amsterdam doctor took off his mask and coldly stared at the dead man covered in blood. The white cloth that covered the dead man's head was quickly stained red.

The Amsterdam doctor was awakened when someone knocked on the door. It turned out that the maid had died in her sleep.

The original ten figurines on the table are now reduced to eight.

This perfectly corresponds to the words in the nursery rhyme: Nine soldiers slept very late, one died of exhaustion, and eight were left.

Miss Cresson reminded them, but none of them paid any attention; they were all waiting to leave the island.

During breakfast, they had a disagreement about searching Dr. Armstrong and Judge Wargrave's trunks.

The contradictions and prejudices between people are vividly displayed at this moment.

While they were arguing or packing, it seemed as if a pair of eyes were watching them from the shadows.