Chapter 16 Fishing in troubled waters

Not long after leaving, the indoor audio heard the announcement from the program team: "Players, please pay attention, there are 30 minutes left until the full vote and execution. The countdown will be displayed on your mobile phone screen. Nei decides the killer candidate he suspects and goes to the dining table to complete the execution together."

Is time so tight? Xia Xiqing frowned unconsciously.

This kind of game is similar to Werewolf killing. Everyone's identities are in the black box. No one can see them. They can only suspect each other. Even voting is conducted in a disguised and anonymous way through mobile phones. Who will vote.

If a decision is made hastily, it is likely to kill innocent people by mistake, and even affect the final result.

To be honest, this is just a reality show, an irrelevant game, but Xia Xiqing hates the "GAME OVER" that fails the most. He is the type of person who lives in pursuit of victory.

A decision cannot be made casually if there is no evidence that can corroborate the facts.

Xia Xiqing led Shang Sirui to the previous hostess's room, and met Cen Chen and Ruan Xiao who were still inside. Until this moment, Xia Xiqing still believed that there was a killer among them, but he had no evidence, nor enough clues to testify.

If you are tempted...it's too easy to be exposed.

"Xi Qing," Ruan Xiao unexpectedly stopped him first, "I want to ask you some questions about painting, I don't know much about art."

Xia Xiqing smiled gentlemanly, "Of course you can."

Shang Sirui laughed, "I don't know why, the picture of the two of you in the same frame reminds me of the romantic love story between the noble lady and the artist hahaha."

The atmosphere that was originally tense because of the countdown became much more active, but Cen Chen broke the delicate balance.

Her indifferent face was always expressionless, but at this moment she showed a little suspiciousness. The crimson lipstick made her face even colder, "You study art? I don't understand, a person who studies art. Why can you solve these problems so quickly? Is it all due to your artistic talent?"

Although these words are all based on reasonable speculation, and anyone who does not know Xia Xiqing may say such words, but Cen Chen obviously has more hostility, so Xia Xiqing feels very uncomfortable, to be precise, unpleasant .

But he still smiled and replied, "I study art, but mathematics is my hobby. Just like Van Gogh said, his paintings are precise calculations. An artist who can be called an excellent artist often has profound skills. Mathematical skills, or a keen mathematical sense of smell."

Shang Sirui, who was standing by the side, laughed for the second half of the sentence, "Xi Qing is also very good at drawing, but he is really good at math. When we were in that room just now, many of them were solved by Xi Qing. Yes, at the level of a great god."

Xia Xiqing frowned slightly. This was a very subtle and short-lived action. He felt wrong in his heart, but he couldn't say whether it was because of someone's wrong words or because of the atmosphere.

"Really?" Cen Chen smiled, "I've been wondering whether the killer himself has more information about ordinary players, otherwise he seems to suffer too much by fighting alone. So...if you are not an ordinary player yourself? ?"

She asks... Is she testing herself, or is she taking a bite? Xia Xiqing couldn't be sure, but he knew very well that his current situation was very dangerous.

Everyone was waiting for Xia Xiqing's answer, but they saw him showing a flawless smile. He looked friendly and gentle, but his words were very decisive.

"If I were really a killer, the first thing I would do would be to 'kill' Zhou Ziheng."

Cen Chen obviously didn't expect him to say such a thing. In her eyes, Xia Xiqing and Zhou Ziheng are equivalent to allies, "But you have been together since you cracked the room, you are not..."

"What about now? Am I with him?" Xia Xiqing folded his arms and leaned against the wall with a smile, "Where is Ziheng now?" His eyes swept the few people around, Ruan Xiao's face was still the same Can't see the expression, Cen Chen stopped talking, but Shang Sirui, who laughed dryly, "Impossible, I don't think it's Brother Ziheng, he has always been serious about solving puzzles..."

"Me too." Xia Xiqing blinked, "Am I not very serious about solving puzzles?"

He paused and continued, "I'll tell you a very important piece of information. From the very beginning, it was more difficult for me to escape than Zhou Ziheng, my hands and feet were all tied, and even my eyes were covered, but he could easily escape. It's easy to escape, you might as well think about it, how could the program team set the killer so difficult? Instead, it was Ziheng, who had the clearest thinking from the very beginning. According to your point of view, Cen Chen, could it not be possible that he took the script ?"

After speaking, Cen Chen looked at Xia Xiqing with a complicated expression, and Xia Xiqing looked at her fearlessly. After a while, Cen Chen raised his feet to leave the room, but was stopped by Xia Xiqing, "I advise you not to go. Find him, if he really is, and his identity is discovered, you will definitely not survive."

Cen Chen's footsteps stopped. Although she was not so willing, she had to admit that what Xia Xiqing said was indeed reasonable.

Xia Xiqing observed the expression on her face and smiled inwardly.

Mathematics can only be regarded as a hobby, and tricking people's hearts is what he is really good at.

He couldn't let himself get thrown out just like that. With such a rhythm, he believes that people like Ruan Xiao can't be shaken, and they are invalid interference, but Cen Chen is different. If the tickets in her hand were for her at the beginning, then after being disturbed, maybe she will To whom, this seizes the gap for one's own survival. For a security figure like Zhou Ziheng, it doesn't matter how much more Cen Chen votes.

But who will Shang Sirui vote for? Xia Xiqing looked at him, but found that he was in a daze, as if thinking about something.

"Don't guess for now," Ruan Xiao calmly broke the deadlock, "Tell me about these paintings." Xia Xiqing nodded nonchalantly, stood up straight and walked to Ruan Xiaodi's side, raised his finger. "The Unknown Girl" on the wall, "Did you want to ask about this?"

Ruan Xiao, who was looking up at "The Unknown Girl", nodded first, and then quickly gave a negative answer, "Not just this one, I think there is something wrong with the paintings in every room, these painting programs can't be the same. Just pick it up as a decoration."

Although Ruan Xiao had far fewer clues than he and Zhou Ziheng, her intuition was correct. Xia Xiqing understood what she meant, so she said, "You are right, but not every room has paintings. Except for the living room, I remember..." He looked at Shang Sirui beside him, "There is no painting in your original room, right?"

Shang Sirui was stunned for a while, then thought for a while, "Yes, I don't have any paintings in my room, nor in the living room."

Why did he hesitate?

"Did you not draw when you entered the room?" Xia Xiqing asked again.

This time, Shang Sirui didn't hesitate and answered with great certainty, "Yeah."

Xia Xiqing nodded slowly, and looked away from Shang Sirui's face. At this moment, Cen Chen proposed to return to his original room, and before leaving, he looked back at Shang Sirui, "Sirui, come and help I'm moving the bed, I want to see if there are any clues down there."

Shang Sirui snorted and followed Cen Chen out.

After such a long time, Zhou Ziheng should have found it... Xia Xiqing was still a little worried, afraid that he would be disturbed by Cen Chen and Shang Sirui to find clues.

Now the most crucial clue is in Zhou Ziheng's hands.

Until she heard the closet door closing, Ruan Xiao took out a folded piece of paper from her dinner bag, didn't say anything, and handed it to Xia Xiqing.

This move was unexpected, but reasonable. This Ruan Xiao is really a smart person. She made such a decision, and she has probably ruled out her suspicion.

Xia Xiqing took the paper and glanced at it.

This is the inside page of a medical record, and a line of words written on it quickly grabbed his attention.

[Patient, male, fourteen years old, diagnosed with bipolar disorder. ]

Bipolar disorder, isn't that bipolar disorder? When depressed, there will be low tides, and when manic, it will be difficult to control one's emotions, and some extreme events that are uncontrollable in thought will occur.

"Where did you find it?" Xia Xiqing was a little surprised. He instantly thought of the empty medical record in Shang Sirui's room.

"Shang Sirui's room is hidden in a coat in the closet." Ruan Xiao replied softly, "It's hidden very deeply, it doesn't feel like the way the show team puts out clues."

wrong.

It was wrong from the beginning.

Xia Xiqing leaned against the wall, and went through everything that happened before in his mind, only to realize that from the first meeting, almost every dialogue and action was a carefully set trap, waiting for him to jump.

He originally thought that according to the setting of the general program, there must be one person among the guests who took the "Muggle" script, but he got the target wrong. What he really didn't know was that it seemed inaccessible. Cen Chen. Not only that, but his natural prejudice against third parties also led to a bias in his judgment.

Xia Xiqing's eyes were blank, and he quickly thought about the killer's tactics in a short period of time. If he could use the public exit method of execution, coupled with his dark power, then he could get rid of two people.

Needless to say, these two people must be him and Zhou Ziheng.

After analyzing all possible solutions from the killer's perspective, Xia Xiqing finally understood. He raised his eyes and looked at Ruan Xiao, "You help me to play a play."

Ruan Xiao felt that something was wrong. This person obviously already knew who the killer was, and now he was about to start voting. At this time, shouldn't the safest approach be to win over the players on the field to ensure that he will not be voted out in the voting bureau? ? But his appearance is clearly to do something, "What are you going to do?"

Xia Xiqing scratched back the hair on his forehead, and unconsciously licked his dry lower lip.

"Suicide attack."