Chapter 19 Step by Step

"you!"

Zhong Yirou quickly picked up the book on the ground and held it in her arms with an unbelievable look, "It's only the third day..."

How can one or two be so obsessed with the number of days?

"Yes." An Wu Jiu replied softly.

"Is it still?" Zhong Yirou walked up to him and suddenly noticed something keenly, looked at An Wujiu's face, then turned to look at Shen Ti, "What the hell did you do to him last night, he has changed back!"

How did you find out?

An Wu Jiu also turned to look at Shen Ti.

"Guess what?" Shen Ti deliberately stretched out the hand that was being chained, and also took out An Wujiu's left hand.

Zhong Yirou was among those who planned to pinch her, but found that her fingernails were too long and would hurt when pinched, so she gave up.

Seeing her reaction so big, An Wu Jiu realized something later, and started to explain slowly, "You misunderstood..."

Shen Ti smiled and cut off An Wujiu's words, "It's not what you think, we are innocent, really."

Originally, the misunderstanding was not that big, but the explanation seems to be even more wrong.

"I believe, I believe." Zhong Yirou laughed dryly, trying her best not to add scenes and actions they didn't say in her mind.

"By the way, I almost forgot about my business." Zhong Yirou threw the book on the sofa on the porch and said to them, "I just came to call you, and they are waiting in the conference room now."

An Wu Jiu immediately asked, "What happened last night?"

Zhong Yirou walked in front and took them out. After listening, she turned her head and said, "It's Christmas Eve so far, so it's up to you two."

The people who gathered in the conference room were sitting around a long oval table, with different expressions, and Yang Ming was the heaviest.

An Wujiu noticed that Liu Chengwei, the cult suspect, was not here. Maybe Yang Ming thought he didn't deserve to be there at all, or maybe he was afraid that he would meet An Wujiu.

After the three entered, Yang Ming's eyes were always fixed on An Wu Jiu's body, and naturally he found the handcuffs between him and Shen Ti.

"What's the matter with you?" Yang Ming said badly.

Shen Ti raised his hand that was connected to An Wujiu, and said casually, "I went to his room last night."

Yang Ming frowned, "What are you doing in his room?"

"What else can I do?" Shen Ti smiled and pulled An Wujiu to sit in the remaining empty seat, placing his hand directly on the table, "This cult thing, the more I think about it, the more scared I get, I want someone to sleep with me."

"My room 7, I can only go to An Wu Jiu's room 5 or your room 1 last night. I thought about it, go to your room, you must think that I am a cultist and want to kill you, not good , I'd better go to An Wu Jiu's place."

What he said was extremely indecent, and Yang Ming didn't believe a word of it.

But An Wujiu opened his mouth, "I asked for it."

Although he didn't know why he suddenly became so strange, like a complete villain, since he had already made a bad impression on others, returning politely seemed to only increase his suspicions.

You have come this far, and you have to keep going.

So An Wu Jiu tried to pretend to be the way he was before, afraid of stammering, so he could only slow down his speech, but instead it gave people the illusion of being confident.

"I don't know why Shen Ti suddenly ran to my room. I guess he was suspicious of me. I was afraid that I would do anything at night, so I exchanged a pair of handcuffs. The system is too unkind, the keys have to be exchanged separately and out of stock, so we can only be tied together like this."

"It's that simple."

After he finished, Shen Ti turned his head to stare at him.

It's so bad to learn so quickly.

But An Wu Jiu didn't look at him, looked at Yang Ming with a calm expression.

Yang Ming was skeptical.

No one spoke, Wu You took the initiative to talk about what happened last night, "I kept staring at Liu Chengwei last night, and only squinted for a while in the middle of the night. When the hypnotic gas came out, he didn't close his eyes and kept struggling. I don't know if you can Can't hear his voice, the hypnotic gas doesn't work for him. Why don't you go and see now? You should still see traces of struggle on the sofa."

"No need." Yang Ming said solemnly.

Ueno said in a low voice, "By the way... Shall we take a look at the health bars of Shen Ti and An Wujiu?"

An Wu Jiu didn't say much, just clicked the blood bar that was put away by default from the panel, and one soon appeared above his head. He didn't bleed.

Shen Ti is the same.

Seeing this, Zhong Yirou raised her eyebrows and leaned back on the chair, "Does this mean that our tactics last night were effective, no one lost blood, and Liu Chengwei is really a cultist."

Yang Ming was silent and did not respond immediately.

Liu Chengwei's secret crush is Zhong Yirou, the object of Yang Ming's curse. It's not surprising that Liu Chengwei betrayed him for this full seven points.

Even if Liu Chengwei is his red line, it is only two points.

And An Wu Jiu was looking at Yang Ming's face at the moment.

Yang Ming will not be so quick to decide, he is very clear about this.

A person like him who has always had low self-esteem and gained power all the time, has a strong rebellious mentality, scoffs at the opinions imposed by others, and only his own ideas are regarded as the standard.

"Not always."

An Wu Jiu opened his mouth, his right hand pretended to be beaten on the table, trying his best to pretend to be the way he was before, and slowly said, "It is also possible that the cultists saw that everyone was aiming the knife at Liu Chengwei, so they simply did the trick and put the blame on it. Not necessarily on him?"

Lao Yu thought of that day, when he saw An Wu Jiu stuffing Liu Chengwei with his own eyes, he couldn't help frowning, "In order to frame the blame, give up a chance to kill?"

"Then what's wrong?" An Wu Jiu's expression was very calm, which was different from before, but it made people feel horrified.

"If I were a cultist, I might even choose to commit suicide on the first day. The opportunity to kill is nothing, as long as it can disturb the people on the field and let everyone kill each other, do the cultists need to do it themselves?"

As soon as these words came out, the people at the round table couldn't help but look at Yang Ming.

"What do you mean?" Yang Ming's eyes were grim, "In order to exonerate Liu Chengwei, you dare to pour dirty water directly on me, the only victim?"

He remembered clearly the contents of the discarded note.

"Just an example, don't be so nervous."

Probably because An Wu Jiu couldn't pretend that he was crazy before, he could only say these words with an expressionless face, instead he looked like an extremely calm lunatic.

Yang Ming didn't want to fall into the trap of An Wujiu's words, he said to the others, "No one with only two lives would choose to commit suicide. I don't need to explain such a simple truth, you should all know it."

After speaking, he took out the discarded waste paper from his suit pocket and threw it in front of everyone.

"This is why An Wujiu tried his best to clear Liu Chengwei's crime, let's see."

Just know.

An Wu Jiu was already prepared, or Yang Ming's disclosure of the note was also part of his plan.

Fortunately, Yang Ming didn't bring Liu Chengwei out, otherwise there would be a little trouble.

Zhong Yirou glanced at it, then looked at Shen Ti, "You mean, this was written by An Wujiu?"

An Wu Jiu didn't laugh, just said lightly, "How do you prove that this is me? With a piece of paper? You may be able to write dozens of them yourself."

"Apart from you, who else would write with their left hand?" Yang Ming sneered.

"Row."

Feeling that Yang Ming's suspicion of Liu Chengwei has been convinced, An Wu Jiu is enough, staring at Yang Ming with a pair of dark eyes, and saying the conclusion that seems to give up, "Whatever you want."

Timely performance of irrefutable, will make the other party more convinced of their own point of view.

No one can fight him anyway.

An Wu Jiu expressed his dissatisfaction with Yang Ming by "leaving angrily", and took away Shen Ti who was reading the note.

Going forward all the way, An Wu Jiu recalled every step of his plan.

Some deviations, but basically done.

What want to do, what don't want to do, finally do it.

Until Shen Ti grabbed him.

"Where are you going?" He stretched his neck and tilted his head, reaching for a room near them, the piano room. "Take a break, I didn't sleep well, I'm exhausted."

He pushed open the door of the piano room and dragged An Wujiu in.

Facing Shen Ti, An Wu Jiu did not disguise another appearance, it was a little cute.

"Why didn't you sleep well? Isn't it forced sleep?"

"There is something in my heart, I woke up too early. You can't wake up anyway."

He also called An Wu Jiu twice, but there was no response, his forehead was covered in sweat, Shen Ti thought he was not feeling well, and thought if he was really sick in bed, wouldn't he have to stay in bed all day.

Shen Ti walked to the piano, lifted the dusty lid with his free hands, and tapped his fingers on the black keys. The piano made a somber sound.

Looking at the piano, An Wu Jiu also reached out and touched it, and finally couldn't help sitting on the piano bench.

Seeing that he seemed to be interested in playing the piano, Shen Ti also sat down and stood beside him.

"You don't believe in cultists." An Wu Jiu put his injured right hand on the keys and played a few notes, "But you can't figure out why Yang Ming lost blood, so you have to start with me, the most suspicious suspect. "

I don't know if it's an illusion, it's obvious that this An Wu Jiu in front of him should be the kind side, but his straightforward attitude is like a sharp knife, cutting people apart incomparably.

Shen Ti didn't answer his question directly, he lowered his eyes and put his hands on the keys, imitating An Wu Jiu's every step, pressing the keys.

"Do you know how to play the piano?" Shen Ti thought jumping to ask another question.

An Wu Jiu doesn't know if he should say yes or no, he doesn't have any memory of learning to play the piano, but the moment he put his hand on it, he seems to know what to do subconsciously.

"can not you do it?"

Although his question was thrown back, Shen Ti was not annoyed and smiled, "Yes, I won't. I haven't touched it at all. Isn't this a nosy thing that only people in the upper class can do?"

An Wu Jiu didn't respond, he played with one hand, the speed was getting faster and faster, but unexpectedly, Shen Ti also learned very fast, and gradually almost caught up with him.

The notes gradually merge.

If he hadn't lied, then this man's learning rate would be too anti-human.

Shen Ti did not continue to ask questions, he knew that An Wujiu would not tell him the answer, what's more, he wanted the fun of finding the answer by himself.

One song after another, An Wu Jiu became more and more confused about his own memory. So the faster and faster, the more aggressive.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly until the holy sound.

"Everyone, please note that player Wu You challenged player Liu Chengwei."

Pause for a second.

An Wu Jiu continued to play again as if nothing had happened.

"He only has three lives." Shen Ti teased An Wugui, "Didn't you want everyone to live together until the end?"

"When you first came in, you were a kind little angel, but you're so cruel so quickly?"

An Wu Jiu didn't stop playing the piano, he just said lightly: "Only the right time and kindness can survive."

The piano room and the duel threshold were separated from the living room by a long corridor, but in the gaps between the notes, screams and insults could still be heard faintly. Mixed together, An Wu Jiao couldn't help but feel a little pity.

But that voice gradually overlapped with the image of Liu Chengwei and Ueno shoving the bread into his mouth.

It overlapped with the image of him beating himself to death.

Sure enough, only silent pain can get sympathy.

An Wu Jiu's fingers were constantly flying on the keys, as if trying to drown out the sound outside, so it got faster and faster. don't know if it's an illusion or reality, the screams seem to be gradually disappearing.

It wasn't until Shen Ti slapped the piano keys with his hand that the huge wrong sound pulled An Wu Jiao's thoughts out.

He stretched out a hand and pressed it against An Wujiu's heart.

An Wujiu looked at him suspiciously.

"Your conscience tells me that it is a little uneasy now." Shen Ti said solemnly.

After speaking, the hand on his chest clapped again.

"Be honest, don't jump around."

What is this man doing? It actually commanded the hearts of others.

An Wu Jiu took a deep breath quietly and stood up.

The time for three consecutive duels is actually not long. For Liu Chengwei's already injured state, one-to-many can't last long.

"This game is not role-playing," he looked at Shen Ti. "You are not a detective either. There is no point in finding the real murderer. Everyone here is a murderer."

Shen Ti also got up and walked forward with him.

"Who says it doesn't make sense?"

An Wu Jiu stopped and stared at Shen Ti's face.

"Do you want to know the truth so much?"

Shen Ti did not respond immediately, it was already counted as an answer.

This game was originally the last game in Shen Ti's heart. He just wanted to resist passively, but he didn't expect such a person to appear.

A person who made Shen Ti want to compete with him.

An Wu Jiu finally smiled lightly, "Come on."

Shen Ti was stunned for a while, until An Wu Jiu pushed open the door of the piano room.

At the door is Wu You, who came back from the duel threshold.Blood dripped from the corners of his mouth, and the sleeves of his old coat were cut open, revealing a not-so-slight wound.

Liu Chengwei only had one health bar left in the last round of the duel, and he didn't, and he didn't need to.

Just as Shen Ti was about to ask him if it was over, he heard the Holy Voice announce the result.

"Player Liu Chengwei died, the health bar was cleared, and the game failed."

One of the parties, Wu You, was unusually calm, he raised his hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and looked at An Wujiu and Shen Ti.

"I will remove the handcuffs, and I will help you."