criminal profiling

The Internet was full of enthusiasm, and Anthony came to Meng Yan with his mobile phone.

"Chairman, do you want to control the public opinion on the Internet?"

Meng Yan was sitting in the office on the top floor of the Meng Group's headquarters building——since Meng Yan and Zhuang Sheng both left, she was in the headquarters and had hardly been home.

Hearing Anthony's words, Meng Yan, who was reviewing the documents, did not look up, paused, and only said a word.

"No need."

Meng Yan did not intervene in the affairs of the Internet, even though the situation intensified, and there was even a situation where the people boycotted the Meng's consortium.However, when people wanted to express their emotions in this way, they found that they had no way to implement it except shouting slogans—because the field involved by the Montenegrin Consortium was not in civilian use, but in military industry.

That is to say, people want to boycott Monteggos products, but find that they have no access to those products.

Because of Meng Yan's non-intervention and the laissez-faire of other relevant personnel, more and more people have paid attention to this matter, and they have speculated about where the video is, who are those people, and who shot the video. who is it.

Of course, the most concerned question is who is the killer who got the werewolf card.

After the video was uploaded on the third night, the discussion reached another peak.

"My God, are those three people really killed? Kill three people in one night? Who is the killer?"

"On such a small island, it's so easy to kill people. Did everyone else sleep to death? Why didn't anyone find it?"

"Did one of them really do it? Where did the corpse go? How did he kill three of them by himself?"

"The corpse is easy to deal with, let's throw it into the sea. The person who can move the corpse from the camp to the sea must have good physical strength. Among the remaining four, who is more similar?"

These are the netizens who have been brought into the game. They care about who the killer is, the fate of the remaining people, and especially the fate of the little girl.

But there are others, whose style of commenting is:

"Is there no one in the police? They took the taxpayers' money, and when they met the real murderer, they still had to use the taxpayers' lives to pay for it."

"Isn't this fake? Who has such a big brain, think it's writing a novel."

"I just want to know who is the one who only listens to the voice but can't see the face."

The video of this game became popular, and the public opinion exploded. When I wanted to control it, I found that I couldn't control it at all.At this time, Shi Ke and the others were the ones who were most anxious.Because they had no way to contact Meng Yan, they had to check the progress through online videos.And they knew more about the situation than the netizens. For example, it was Meng Yan who was selected as the killer this time.

So, Meng Yan, did he really kill him?

This is what worries Shi Ke the most.

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No matter how lively the outside world is, people in the small island don't know it.

Those three people disappeared so strangely that the only remaining father and daughter were terrified.Mr. Guide, on the other hand, had doubts about Meng Yan, suspecting that he had done something wrong. The three people were not dead at all, but he didn't know where he got them.

"As I said, if someone cheats, I will get mad." Mr. Guide didn't find any place to hide people when he searched the island before, and this is the place he chose by himself. If Meng Yan did something He will find hands and feet.

Meng Yan looked at him without flinching, "There is no evidence, don't talk nonsense." After a pause, he added, "This is the rule of the game."

"..." Mr. Guide's expression froze, he was used to doing whatever he wanted, and was bound by the rules he set for the first time.

"You have two choices now, identify the killer and convince the father and daughter in the remaining time, or at least keep one of the father and daughter. Otherwise, admit defeat and don't use other things as excuses."

"I'm looking for an excuse!" Mr. Guide widened his eyes and pointed to his nose with a look of great insult, "Do I look like that?!"

Meng Yan looked at him calmly and said nothing, while Zhuang Sheng sat not far from Meng Yan, bowed his head and remained silent.

On the other side, the little girl's father hugged his daughter and did not let go, looking nervous, as if he was afraid that something would come out of nowhere and snatch his daughter away.

Mr. Guide turned his eyes around Meng Yan and the father and daughter twice, and smiled.He stood up and walked towards the father and daughter.

"Do you think you two will survive this last night safely?"

The man looked up at him, "You, what do you mean?"

Mr. Guide smiled even more gently, "Haven't you noticed it yet? Among us, there is a murderer who specializes in killing people at night, and during the day he pretends to be with other people as if nothing happened. So, you see Ah—" He nodded at himself and the man, then pointed to Meng Yan and Zhuang Sheng who were not far away, and continued to say with a smile:

"There are only a few of us left. The murderer must be among the four of us. Isn't it safe for us to find him and kill him?"

The man looked at the smile on his face, shrank back unconsciously, and hugged his daughter even tighter, "How, how can I find it?"

Mr. Guide didn't see the fear in the man's eyes at all, clapped his palms, and said happily: "Who do you look like, point him out."

The man stared at him and kept his mouth shut without saying a word.

Mr. Guide waited, but he didn't get an answer, so he suddenly became unhappy.His face darkened, and just as he was about to say something more, Meng Yan walked over.

"Whether the killer is among us or not, there is an easy way to get through the last night safely."

The little girl's father seemed to trust Meng Yan more at this time, he was unconsciously relieved when he saw him, his eyes lit up and he asked, "What can I do?"

"Let's not sleep tonight, everyone stays together. He won't expose himself in front of all of us and kill someone."

As soon as Meng Yan finished speaking, Mr. Guide looked at him suspiciously, "Are you sure you want to use this method?"

Before Meng Yan could answer, the little girl's father nodded sharply and said, "I think this method is very good!"

More people together always give people more sense of security.

Mr. Meng Yanren, the guide, looked at himself suspiciously, with an extremely calm expression.

A few days passed, and the corpses of those who died on the first night already smelled.No matter whether the other people were dead or alive, there was no trace of them. Only this body was still placed in the tent in the camp.Mr. Guide occasionally has doubts, but when he sees the dead body, he will let go of his doubts.

As long as someone is really killed, it doesn't make much difference whether to kill one or ten.

At night, the remaining four adults and one little girl did not enter their respective tents, but sat around the campfire.

"Shengsheng, come here."

Meng Yan spread a blanket beside him, raised his hand to Zhuang Sheng who was sitting opposite him, his tone and expression were as gentle as ever.Zhuang Sheng hugged his knees with his hands, resting his chin on his knees, staring at the fire in a daze.Hearing Meng Yan calling him, he raised his eyes to look over, then lowered his head again, his voice was so soft that Meng Yan almost didn't hear clearly.

"I'll just sit here."

Meng Yan's hand was in the air, he stared at Zhuang Sheng's black head for a while, his eyes were a little deep, and he didn't say anything.Mr. Guide looked at this scene amusedly, his eyes turned around between the two, and he slowly revealed a meaningful smile.

Originally, he was suspicious of the "killer" Meng Yan who proposed such a method, but now it seems that it is not necessarily a trick, but because of the existence of this game bug.

The night became especially long, and after sitting dryly through the night like this, the child couldn't stand it first, and fell asleep in his father's arms.And because of something in his heart, the little girl's father, who would startle at the slightest sign of trouble, couldn't sleep even if he wanted to.

Mr. Guide felt that it was really boring, so he kept looking for something to say.

"It's already dark, the one who should do it should do it."

"I don't know if we can get through tonight smoothly. Will some of us die, or will it end with the killer blowing himself up?"

"By the way, the corpse in the tent next door is almost smelly. Why do we keep it? Isn't it good to throw it into the sea like the others? Oh, it is said that it will be transported back to the family."

As he spoke, he looked at the little girl's father who seemed to be shaking, and asked with concern:

"What's wrong with you? Are you cold? If it's cold, sit closer." He patted himself while talking, and generously invited, "Come and sit with me, it will be warmer if two of you sit together, and I can help you hold the baby .”

After Mr. Guide finished speaking, he felt that he was really kind, and he played the role of "good guy" perfectly.

The little girl's father trembled even more, as if trying to shrink away from him, "No, no need, I'm very, very good sitting here."

Mr. Guide was a little disappointed, "Oh, I finally gave you a chance, why don't you cherish it."

The father almost jumped up from the ground, looking even more frightened.

It was hard to wait until the sky became twilight, and seeing that the night was about to pass, Mr. Guide sighed in disappointment or satisfaction.He got up and stretched, turned his head to look at the little girl's father, and grinned.

"Oh, look, it's almost daylight."

The man who had been highly nervous all night was so excited by that laugh that his liver trembled twice, and his drowsy mind suddenly came to his senses—then he found that there were only three of them left in the camp at some point, and the other two youths had disappeared. where.

After stretching his waist, Mr. Guide seemed to realize that Meng Yan and Zhuang Sheng were not there, so he gave a strange "huh" and said, "Where did these two go? Could it be that they eloped?" He said with a smile, Turning around to see the little girl's father suddenly got up, holding his daughter and running out in a panic, he was a little dazed and didn't react.

Zhuang Sheng, who just came back conveniently, and Meng Yan, who was worried about accompanying him, looked at the back of the man stumbling and running away, and turned their heads to look at the only person who was still in the camp.

"What are you scaring him for?" Zhuang Sheng glared at him, and immediately ran after him.Meng Yan also looked at Mr. Guide with indescribable eyes, followed after him without saying anything.

"No, how can this be my fault?" Seeing the two people chasing in the direction the man ran away, he belatedly thought, "Wait, this can't be a trap set by you, trying to deliberately trap people Can you get away with it?"

Mr. Guide, who felt that there was a high possibility, ran after him.