Game of Death: Pretty Crazy

She hummed a song, dipped all kinds of ingredients into the casserole, and cooked a bowl of fragrant chicken porridge with mushrooms.Wearing silk gloves on her hands, she patiently cooked the soup for more than half an hour with a spoon, a time-consuming and laborious task, but she didn't want to hand it over to the pressure cooker and rice cooker.Things cooked manually in a low-fire casserole must be different from those made by high-pressure automatic gear, just like the calligraphy and painting that she perfected bit by bit with a Langhao brush, and the printed matter of dozens of sheets per minute. Different.

After cooking until the rice bloomed, she took out a storage box from the cupboard, which was divided into small packages according to the daily amount.Cut open a bag and carefully mix the white powder into the porridge.With a purity of 60%, these amounts are sufficient.

She served it in ebony bowls and chopsticks, served it with two or three side dishes, and carried it into the bedroom.

On the big bed in the bedroom, a man was sitting in the corner, his hands and feet were tied by delicate silver chains.As soon as he heard the sound of the door opening, he jumped up like a mad dog and rushed towards Lin Shanzhi. Fortunately, the parts of the silver chain that were close to his body were wrapped in satin, so that no scars were left on his body.A man with disheveled hair and beard, not greasy but scratching and rolling when withdrawal symptoms kick in, looks awful.The eye sockets and below the cheekbones were thin and sunken, and her complexion was pale. The suave she admired wholeheartedly at the time seemed to be pulled by a root and sank into a mud pond, and she could no longer see the slightest shape.

"Hiss...Give it to me, give it to me..." The man stared at the porridge in her hand, salivating uncontrollably.

She felt very satisfied that the lunch she had carefully prepared was highly anticipated, and comforted him gently: "Don't worry, it's hot." Since it would be dangerous to feed him with a spoon while blowing, she cooled it in cold water and then dried it It took a few minutes before it was brought to him.The man directly ignored the chopsticks and side dishes, and buried his head in the porridge bowl, hula hula eating in his mouth and nostrils, with a lot of saliva and falling hair.The mixture of saliva and chicken juice splashed onto her silk gloves, she frowned, and felt the skin under the gloves cool down.Throw this pair away.

She once regarded him as a sparse star and a bright moon, with pearls and jade by her side.Now I think he is dirty.

"Hey," when he was eating was the calmest time, she could still feel a little bit of heartbeat while sitting beside him, and asked him softly, "Do you love me?"

like?Was that the reason?The man stopped moving, except for the dream world that he could see after drinking the porridge, other times his mind was muddled, he couldn't figure out what year it was or where he was.Even so, when I heard that word, a string somewhere suddenly broke, as if something heavier than sadness blocked my chest tightly.He looked at the porridge bowl and smiled foolishly:

"you are my life."

Not a bad answer, figuratively or literally.She exited the bedroom, opened the curtains of the balcony, and the sunlight immediately filled the room, warm and bright.

The sun shone on Mo Wanxiang's face.The eyeballs moved, and what they saw was the scarlet light through the bloodshot eyelids.She struggled to open her eyes, the tingling pain in her temples and the soreness in her eyeballs matched each other perfectly.She was leaning against the tombstone with her back. The hardness of the granite made it difficult for the two shoulder blades, and the muscles at the back of the neck were also uncomfortable. It should be a stiff neck.She cried too much last night, and now there are often snowflakes in her vision, her voice is hoarse, but she has a rare peace of mind.

Embedded on the tombstone is a picture of Chang Huaijin, dressed in a black academic gown, throwing a hat with everyone at graduation.

The early morning sun is red and big. Although it can't dispel the cold air much, it has the energy of a newborn calf, trying to bring a brand new day.Mo Wanxiang and the tombstone were completely embraced by Chaoyang, and today is also a good day.When families, countries, and the world in all dynasties are about to be completely overthrown, there are always people who say, "The sky is going to change!" In fact, where has the sky changed, and what is the purpose of linking weather changes with people's sorrows and joys?Even if it's just for a moment, I want to hide my insignificance.

If no one had pulled her back yesterday, where would she be now?Mo Wanxiang thought.If she really dared to dig into the high-voltage power grid, and dared to face the outside world alone, why did she tell her senior sister the plan and make everyone pay attention to her during the day.She tilted her body, next to the photo of her senior sister, and sincerely congratulated the people in the tomb.

"Congratulations, senior."

You are free.From DEATHSHOW.From the world beyond DEATHSHOW.

"Dancing doll and bear, dance dance dance one two one"

"They're dancing in circles, dancing, dancing, one-two-one"

The nursery rhymes with simple rhythms were played in the mansion, but it was a pity that they were performed dullly by the unimpressive male voice. The director strives for perfection, and after noise reduction and frequency modulation, it is accompanied by a suitable background sound, which is full of vitality.Dolls and teddy bears danced in circles, lost control of their hands and feet, fell and were pulled up unconsciously.Their hollow button eyes look at each other, their sewn-up mouths smile forever.Naive to scary.

Everyone is seated.Luo He looked at Lin Shanzhi, who looked a little pale, but his expression was normal, and his eyes were lost in thought.However, the pale complexion is also easy to explain. Almost all the people sitting here are blue-eyed and exhausted.There is nowhere to run outside, and I am worried that no one will be killed by the wolf knife in the open space and no one will know.Hiding in the room and locking the door, I feel that the square space is approaching me every moment, and I feel anxious when I rest.

Yesterday they found out about Lin Shanzhi's disappearance. Seeing her sitting here in good order, they didn't have any intention of explaining. They looked at each other suspiciously, waiting for someone to start.After tapping the armrest three times with his fingertips, Luo He asked without delay: "Lin Shanzhi, where did you go last night?"

"Huh?" Lin Shanzhi recovered, "I slept in the room last night."

"What?" Peng Min looked at her as if he was looking at a strange person: "Then you slept like a dead, I almost knocked on the door, and you couldn't hear me." Lin Shanzhi turned to Peng Minze, "I slept like a baby since I was a child. Qian, this door is close to my bed, if you knock a few times, I will wake up. If you really came to knock on the door, it is impossible for me not to hear you. "

These words reminded Luo He that the corridors on the east and west sides of the first floor were more than 50 meters apart, and he was busy collecting testimony at the time, so he didn't listen carefully to whether Peng Min had knocked on Lin Shanzhi's door.Seeing that Luo He also turned to him, Peng Min didn't seem to expect that there would be a problem in this link, "I knocked, otherwise what would I do? Why should I bring someone to watch me when I knock on your door? Did the last person monitor the person in charge?" Since everyone else gathered in Mo Wanxiang's room, no one could testify that any of them lied.

Luo He changed the question: "Then tell me, where were you all before the accident?"

Before Mo Wanxiang entered the door and found the deceased, Zhao Lun, Liu Jing, Xiao Hanqing and Peng Min were in their respective rooms, Lu Yu went to the balcony on the second floor, Han Xiaona was doing her nails in the hall, Mo Wanxiang tried to escape, and the most suspect Wei Zixu went to find her, and the two of them had sufficient alibi.Luo He asked Lu Yu, "What were you doing on the balcony at that time?"

Lu Yu: "I feel a little dizzy and feel nauseous. I think it may be the insomnia caused by acclimatization. Going to the balcony and blowing some air will help."

Luo He asked Han Xiaona again, she said she couldn't bear the smell of nail polish left in the bedroom, so she went to the hall. "My nose is better than others. I also have the symptoms Lu Yu said. I thought it was because of the smell."

"Eh? Are you too!" Zhao Lun said in surprise.This strange symptom attracted Luo He's attention. After questioning, the residents on the first floor had the most obvious symptoms, while those on the second floor were milder, like the sequelae of mental tension.

"What about you?" Liu Jing suddenly asked Luo He.

Luo He shook his head: "I'm in the room on the third floor, and I don't have these symptoms. I don't think it's a coincidence. Given that the general trend is gradually weakening from the first floor upwards, the deceased was in Mo Wanxiang's room. If there is the source, then your symptoms may be It's related to the murder tool."

The director said that the tools of wolves have advantages and disadvantages, so is this large-scale dizziness a "disadvantage"?Luo He felt that this was an excellent starting point.It can cause range damage and can be manipulated by the outside world for an effective time, which is difficult for knives and firearms.The "high-tech weapons" that Li Zhen accidentally mentioned on the first day may have hit the point.Luo He's thinking was stuck in guessing about the murder tool. At this time, Xiao Han lightly asked: "Since the one on the first floor didn't sleep well, why did the one who usually sleeps lightly sleep so well?"

The resident she was referring to on the first floor was obviously Lin Shanzhi, and Lin Shanzhi replied, "Maybe because I was in Wei Zixu's room on the second floor, chatting and didn't notice." Wei Zixu nodded: "She did come."

Luo He: "Then when did you leave?"

Lin Shanzhi: "45:[-], I checked the clock."

Luo He looked at Wei Zixu, seeking confirmation.Wei Zixu tried his best to recall: "I didn't check the time when she left. I just felt a little sleepy. Maybe it was late. After she left, Chang Huaijin came to ask me for help, and I went out to find Mo Wanxiang. You have all seen the matter, and it is early in the morning when I go back to the room, so it is really hard to deduce what time she left."

The main way for them to get time in this mansion is the pad and the hourly chime of the clock.But the pad is set behind the door, and most people don’t know the time anytime anywhere. Mo Wanxiang didn’t know how long the corpse had been killed before entering the door, and the dizziness has continuity, which varies from person to person. These reasons are piled together, and it is impossible to clearly divide one point in time.Having learned this lesson, Luo He asked everyone to take a look at the time when they found any abnormalities in the future.

"Wait," said Liu Jing, with a rare serious expression, "I saw that you went back to your room and locked it at 55:[-], and you said that you were on the second floor after [-]:[-], so you go there in about two hours." Where is it?"

Lin Shanzhi frowned slightly: "After meeting you, I went back to my room to sleep."

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone noticed the time gap.Now there are two important timings: if the murder happened after 45:55, Lin Shanzhi left, Wei Zixu chased Mo Wanxiang back, and Chang Huaijin was killed at the same time.But this conflicts with the time when Liu Jing saw Lin Shanzhi returning to his room.If she did go back to the room at 45:[-], but went upstairs again after Liu Jing left, but Wei Zixu had already gone out to look for Mo Wanxiang at that time, it would be [-]:[-] when she left Wei Zixu's room Statement contradictory.One of the two men is lying.Xiao Hanqing felt that it was obvious who was lying, and she pointed out: "You said you didn't have dizziness because you were on the second floor. But the cause of dizziness was that the wolf used a weapon on Chang Huaijin. Since Chang Huaijin was on the first floor Room, Wei Zixu had already gone out to look for Mo Wanxiang. You were not in his room, where are you?"

Lin Shanzhi was obviously taken aback.She didn't remember that she had dizziness symptoms, combined with this symptom, the higher the floor, the less obvious it was, and she had only been to the second floor, so she thought she was still in Wei Zixu's room at that time.In the moment she hesitated, there was a lot of suspicion in the eyes looking at her.She also noticed it, and quickly added: "I didn't feel dizzy, and I didn't lie. I went back to sleep after I came out of Wei Zixu's room. Maybe I was already asleep by then." Xiao Han said softly: "Then So back to my first question."

Seeing that everyone was so obsessed with time, Luo He felt otherwise. If Lin Shanzhi lied, there was no need to say such an exact time to frame himself.It would be nice to follow others who mentioned specific times and slimes.He cared more about the two wide-open windows.He suddenly thought of a character who connected all time periods.