The criminals looked so similar to each other that fans asked me how many years I had been squatting

Chapter 23 Survival failed!

In fact, not only Meng Qi, who had her neck scratched by her, was now scared to death of her, but also others who had not been scratched in the neck by her.

why?

Why else?
Just now An Ning was in such a state... some people believed that she was a real murderer.

The most important thing is, what excuse did An Ning give?
She was simulating a crime.

The simulated crime is so realistic... why no one dares to think about it.

Only An Ning knew what her state was like just now.

It seems that he is mentally ill.

I accidentally opened the criminal system...

No wonder she got sick after seeing those bloody fingerprints made by the show crew.

What disease do you have?

Mental illness.

She became mentally ill and did crazy and unexplainable things.

But An Ning can probably find an excuse to defend herself: she was immersed in the plot and completely assumed the role of the explorer, so she wanted to figure everything out.

So An Ning made a nonchalant expression when other guests looked at her as crazy or a murderer, "I can probably guess the height of a murderer."

She could ignore everyone's strange looks and continued to speak, "The highest point of the blood spatter on the wall is only at my chin, which means that the murderer who killed this explorer cannot be higher than me. Maybe She's a bit shorter than me, so it's almost certain that one of the murderers is a girl, but it doesn't rule out that there are men who like to bend their waists when killing, it depends on whether that person is sick."

An Ning spoke very fluently, without any pause. She only expressed her speculations after a moment, and finally she expressed her conclusion,

"I would like to express my opinion. I think if we continue to act collectively like this, we will only have less than an hour left. When midnight comes, if a murderer confirms his identity, it will be difficult to harvest such a gathering of people. .”

"So, I suggest that everyone should act separately now to find information related to themselves to confirm their identity."

When An Ning said these words, she picked up the fruit knife she had just dropped on the ground, held the blade between two fingers, stepped closer to Meng Qi, and showed a kind smile.

"There are too many people with many eyes, so it is too easy to tell too much information to the killer."

After the words fell, the fruit knife held by An Ning's fingertips successfully fell into Meng Qi's hand, "Keep it for self-defense. I acted alone. Also, I am really sorry for what happened just now."

As she spoke, she even turned around and bowed again. After bowing, she stood up straight and twisted her body back, turning her back to them and waving, "Let's go."

Holding the fruit knife left by An Ning in his hand, Meng Qi still had a confused look on his face.

"Do you really want to keep it?" someone suddenly said.

Meng Qi shook her head subconsciously, but she changed her mind just before she spoke, "Keep it, keep it, what if you need it? Right?"

His words sounded like he was answering the other party and also like he was trying to convince himself.

In the end, everyone didn't know whether they were persuaded by An Ning or figured it out on their own. Everyone chose to act alone and chose to find information about their identities.

And An Ning, who left before everyone else, did not go anywhere to look for information after leaving. Instead, he went straight to the third floor of the villa, which was the floor with the murderer's bedroom.

There are two murderers in total, and there are only two bedrooms on the third floor that can be opened. Anyone with a brain knows whose bedroom these two are.

An Ning paused for a moment in front of the two bedroom doors, and after a short period of hesitation, he chose the bedroom he wanted to enter.

That's the bedroom on the left after coming up the stairs. As soon as she opened the door, she saw the so-called magic mirror given by the program crew.

A huge floor-to-ceiling mirror, the frame of the mirror is made of solid wood, deliberately designed to look like blood flowing down, and even the paint is black and red.

Looking at this deliberately exaggerated and terrifying situation, An Ning didn't react at all. He just stood quietly in front of the floor-length mirror and looked at himself in the mirror.

Every three hours counts as one day, and more than two hours have passed since An Ning and the others came in, which means that zero o'clock will come soon, and she has to come here before zero o'clock arrives, and she has to confirm her identity as soon as possible. .

An Ning didn't just find a mirror in the villa, but went to the murderer's bedroom. This illustrates a very real question. What she wants to ask is not whether she is an explorer, but what she wants to ask is—— Is she actually the murderer?

Time passed slowly while waiting. In the dimly lit room, the blood-colored mirror leaning against the wall and An Ning looked at each other. After an unknown amount of time passed, a gentle and long bell rang throughout the villa, even though Even standing in the bedroom, I can clearly hear the sound of the bell.

The bells continued. An Ning stared straight ahead, fixedly staring at herself in the mirror, and spoke word by word, "Mirror, please tell me the answer. Am I a murderer?"

The mirror that could clearly reflect a person's face suddenly began to change. The figure in the mirror gradually distorted and disappeared. In the end, only three big blood-red characters were left: Murderer.

There is a pool of thick blood under each font, and they are even dripping blood slowly.

An Ning turned a blind eye to this and just watched quietly as these words disappeared before her eyes. Only when her portrait reappeared clearly on the mirror did a strange smile appear at the corner of her mouth.

The show officially begins at this moment.

Suddenly, a wooden box appeared in front of An Ning. She slowly squatted down and opened the box with a click. Inside were various crime tools.

Of course, none of them can actually cause harm to people.

After picking and choosing inside for a long time, An Ning finally picked out the crime tools he wanted: a folding knife, a fruit knife, and a short sword.

She put the folding knife into her pocket, sheathed the dagger and pinned it to her waist. Only her favorite fruit knife was in her hand.

After doing all this, An Ning opened the door that she closed smoothly, and walked out slowly. Her footsteps paused for a moment when she stepped out of the door, and she saw clearly the piece of clothing that passed by at the top of the stairs. A little smile.

The countdown to survival has officially begun.

An Ning walked out of the door slowly. She turned the fruit knife in her hand and opened her lips lightly, "Ten."

The sound was not loud, just enough for Qi Huan to hear.

"Nine."

An Ning successfully walked to the stairs and met Qi Huan's eyes, who raised his head in panic, "Eight."

Qi Huan's feet slipped and he stumbled to the ground.

"Seven, six, five, four..."

An Ning walked down the stairs step by step. When the countdown reached the fourth count, Qi Huan staggered up and said, "Three."

"Fuck me, don't kill me!"

"...Two, one."

The last countdown sounded, and a cold blade was pressed against Qi Huan's neck.

"Qi Huan, failed to survive!"