After being on variety shows, I will draw big cakes for the actor

Chapter 114 Itchy

It's already halfway through the day, and the games on the cruise ship are still in the unraveling stage.

Chaotianjiao Benjiao ignored the grotesque expressions of the other four people, and reorganized the analysis that was interrupted by the broadcast.

"The corpses here are seriously damaged. The murder weapon should be relatively large, and the murderer is very brutal. Killing people is like venting anger."

She pointed to the stumped limbs and broken arms in that place, and then pointed to the blood stains on the captain's body.

"However, judging from the distance from the blood radiation, some of the injuries on the captain's body should be caused by relatively small and sharp weapons. I remember that Chris also suffered from small wounds, and there was no broken leg or arm."

Yuan Yi is a very good supporter, he picked up her ending voice and asked: "So?"

"So, the large murder weapon used by the murderer here is placed somewhere, and the smaller murder weapon should be on the way between Chris' body and the restaurant. The two murder weapons may be two important clues."

It's rare for her to use her brainpower, and she said a few paragraphs of analysis back and forth, which are well-founded and reasonable, and everyone looked at her with more appreciation.

Zhong Jiuyin touched her hair and sighed with emotion: "Oh, it's difficult."

Ai Yuanyuan: "What's so difficult?"

"There are not many people like me who are both civil and military. Every time I am forced to be in the limelight, I think of the words Mu Xiu Yulin. Excellent people always have to bear more moral pressure."

Everyone:"……"

Ai Yuanyuan rolled her eyes: "I shouldn't have asked."

She clicked her tongue twice as if admiring herself, stroked her high ponytail, and even pinched and flicked the end of her hair, very pleased with herself.

Yan Cheng glanced at her once and again from the corner of his eye.

Her hair had probably been trimmed not long ago, and the ends were also black, neat and smooth. The beard curled up and down between her fingers, obviously meeting the wind in mid-air, but it seemed to be scratching him lightly.

On the side of the neck, on the pinnae, on the fingertips, and finally lingered to his heart.

It's a subtle, even weird feeling.

If you just describe it to others with your mouth, you may be evaluated as "reading too many scripts in the sinking market" or "playing too much leading actor".

Inappropriate for no reason.

The small hall of the cruise ship was a bit stuffy, Yan Cheng raised his hand and pulled down the collar of his clothes, barely breathed, put aside those disturbing thoughts in his mind, and refocused on the clues.

"The man with both civil and military skills has now proposed two clues, the murder weapon and the mask. We can find them by the way when we follow the plot later."

"However, the plot guide is still on the captain's body. The next step should be the problem of the communicator or the mask. Yuan Yi can continue to describe our findings, let the radio pop up a reminder, and send out a few more mission points as soon as possible."

Yuan Yi, like an honest subordinate who has received a task, nodded seriously in agreement.

Zhong Wenwu Shuangquan Jiuyin slapped Liang Zhi on the shoulder, and asked, "Where is Liang Zhi, arrange something for him to do, don't praise him too much, lest he just stand here like a pedestal without opening his mouth and not moving." .”

Liang Zhi shuddered when he was photographed, and felt everyone's eyes and the camera were aimed at him. The nervousness returned like an allergic symptom, making his skin burn.

Hearing what she said, Liang Zhi looked at her very moved.But when he turned to face Yan Cheng, all he said in embarrassment was rejection.

"Brother Yan Cheng, you don't need to, I just do it when I have nothing to say, don't pay attention to me."

Zhong Jiuyin patted him again: "What are you tweaking? At this time, you can't act like you have no desires or demands and just know to refuse. When fighting in groups, it is very important to know that you are useful."

Liang Zhi: "But...but what can I do? Ai Yuanyuan still has a golden finger, but I don't have it anymore, and you all do better analysis than me."

It wasn't necessarily true self-doubt, either, and his eyes widened behind the glasses, as if expecting a very flamboyant but comforting compliment from her.

But Zhong Jiuyin lowered his head and pondered for a while, then withdrew his hand from patting him, and said solemnly: "Okay, you convinced me, you are really useless."

Liang Zhi: "..."

Say goodbye to all expectations, say hello to all anger.

Yan Cheng let out two laughs from his nasal cavity, as if watching a performance that pleased his body and mind, he said to Liang Zhi: "Don't listen to her. Your analysis before was very useful."

Then he said to Ai Yuanyuan: "You still have a chance to use your golden finger. The special corpse here is only the captain's. It's just right. You should be able to see more and more detailed clues."

Ai Yuanyuan smiled.

She doesn't feel great.

The game style of this issue is obviously in line with her personality, and the characters she draws are not frills. It stands to reason that this issue is to see her play, and most of the highlight moments should be on her.

But at this time, she felt that not only did she not have a highlight moment, but she was also in a situation of being ignored from time to time.

Is it because she's not funny enough?Not smart enough to be useful?Still not pretty enough?
Yuan Yi next to him leaned to the right, poked his head into the silent group chat between Liang Zhi and Zhong Jiuyin, chatting happily.

Yan Cheng also listened to their chatter with a faint smile.

It was obvious that five people stood in a circle, but only her was the isolated gap.

And the person opposite her seemed to be born with the ability to attract people. At least at this moment, everyone was talking around her, regardless of their status or whether their personalities matched.

Ai Yuanyuan bit the corner of her lips, swallowed the difficulty, and walked over to talk to her.

Seeing her squeeze in, Zhong Jiuyin grabbed her hand as if to take advantage of it, touched it, and said with a smile:

"Beautiful Yuanyuan, I will rely on your golden finger later. Of the five living people, you are the only one left with a useful golden finger. If you need it, I am willing to light my light on you and keep burning for you every day." One for 3 minutes. If you feel bored, we can still ask Brother Yan Cheng to cry for fun."

Ai Yuanyuan showed an expression of interest.

——Her discomfort also comes from this place.Zhong Jiuyin was really not an annoying person. She wanted to get close to interesting people while staying away from those who stole the limelight, but she couldn't blame them for her frustration.

"There's also Yuan Yi," she said with a smile, suppressing the feelings in her heart, "Maybe his golden fingers can play a more entertaining role than Yan Chenghe."

Of course Zhong Jiuyin didn't know what was going on in her heart, when she heard her mention Yuan Yi's mysterious unlucky golden finger, she had a flash of inspiration and suddenly said "Hey".

"Yuan Yi, isn't the trigger keyword of your golden finger... dancing?"

Yuan Yi's smile stopped abruptly.

It seems that it is, the trigger condition for the unlucky gold finger is that someone actively mentions the relevant keywords three times in a row, and she bumps Yan Cheng and Liang Zhi with her elbow, signaling them to quickly connect.

Yan Cheng was very cooperative: "Dance, dance steps, dance posture, dancer."

Liang Zhi also cooperated, as if he had been trained, and answered honestly: "Dance... dance youth?"

Ai Yuanyuan added: "Flying dance steps."

"drop--"

"The original Yi unlucky cheat has been successfully activated."

"Activation condition: The other party actively and continuously mentions similar words such as 'dance', 'dance', and 'dance music', then the owner of the golden finger needs to continuously dance in circles for 1 minute."

(End of this chapter)