My daughter was kidnapped, and my 44 personalities went crazy

Chapter 40 Overcoming fear is the only way to survive

"The rules of the game are simple."

Chen Mo twirled the revolver in his hand and spoke in a calm tone.

"There are two bullets in the magazine of this gun. Each person can shoot as many times as he wants and then pass it to the next person."

"Until I die, or you die, then the game is over."

"So... who among you will fire the first shot?"

After explaining the rules of the game, he handed over the revolver in his hand very gentlemanly.

The gun fell into Zhao Wen's hand.

At this moment, he was looking at the revolver in his hand with an extremely wonderful expression.

The gun is in his hand now, so doesn't he have the final say on who he wants to kill?
He really wanted to point the gun at Chen Mo in front of him and avenge his blind eyes.

But looking at Chen Mo's calm expression, he hesitated.

This matter must not be that simple.

Zhao Wen took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

I don't know which bullet is in the magazine.

What if the shot misses and instead angers the other party, wouldn't he die faster?

Thinking of how Chen Mo had stopped a high-speed car on the road with just the strength of his hands, he felt a chill in his heart.

Thinking of this with gritted teeth, Zhao Wen decided to take a gamble.

So he pulled the trigger immediately.

The sound of a magazine being loaded was heard.

Click.

The shot did not fire, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, sweating profusely.

Then he passed it to the second person next to him.

Zhao Shishi.

Zhao Shishi's expression now was as hopeless as death, and her whole body was like a walking corpse. She had no expression on her face and picked up the revolver as if she was begging for death.

"Click."

It didn't trigger either.

Her eyes moved and some luster appeared again.

I watched the pistol being passed into Chen Mo's hands again.

Zhao Wen immediately saw hope, and his eyes brightened.

The cylinder of a revolver can generally hold five or six bullets.

There are two bullets in the magazine, and they have been used twice. Now, it's Chen Mo's turn.

If the tolerance is based on five bullets, Chen Mo only has a one-third chance of survival from this shot.

If there are six, the mortality rate reaches a more dangerous one-half.

It can be said that there is a high probability of death.

The rules of the game were set by the other party. If you go back on your word now, you would be slapping yourself in the face.

Zhao Wen was extremely looking forward to it.

In this life-and-death confrontation.

The number of people in the live broadcast room also soared to one million.

The number of viewers is still soaring.

The designer of the death game enters the game with his own body and gambles his life with the players who participate in the game.

They couldn't help but be shocked by Chen Mo's madness.

And now.

Faced with a 1 in 50 mortality rate, what will this crazy man do?

Even if he is an alien, if he is shot in the head, he will definitely die.

The appearance of Chen Mo pushed the atmosphere of this life-and-death game to a greater climax.

Thousands of netizens were discussing this issue enthusiastically at this moment.

[Do you think the anchor dares to fire this shot? If he shoots himself in the head, won’t it be game over? ]

[The person above, I feel like you're not very smart. Does the game rule say that you can only shoot yourself? ]

[No, that won’t happen. In previous games, the host always killed people according to the rules. If he did as you said, then he wouldn’t have to play this revolver game.]

The live broadcast of the trial has attracted the attention of countless people so far.

Even some upper class, elites, experts, scholars, and professors who usually talk about Chinese classics, benevolence, righteousness, and morality.

At this time, watching the live broadcast of this life-and-death game was also very interesting.

They all couldn't help but put themselves into the roles of players such as Gu Longhu and Zhao Wen.

If they are chosen, they will play this death game.

What are the chances of survival?
They asked themselves this question in their hearts, and the final answer they got was zero.

Chen Mo's death game is like taking paraquat, which is fatal. It gives you time to regret but does not give you the opportunity to change.

In the end, he died in agony.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Chen Mo's actions on the screen.

Along with Zhao Wen, Zhao Shishi felt hope again when she saw Chen Mo picking up the gun.

This madman...

Will you kill yourself like this?

They were looking forward to it.

Chen Mo sneered.

“What’s the secret to great comedy?”

He took the revolver from Zhao Shishi, slowly pointed the muzzle at his temple, and said with a smile on his face.

"opportunity!"

He pulled the trigger suddenly.

Everyone couldn't help but close their eyes, fearing that they would see the bloody scene of Chen Mo's head exploding in the next second.

But the scene they imagined did not happen.

Everyone in front of the screen breathed a sigh of relief for Chen Mo.

If this pistol's cylinder is revolved, it can hold five bullets.

Then Chen Mo has already won.

Just when everyone thought that Chen Mo would pass the revolver in his hand back to Zhao Wen, he raised the gun again.

The corners of his mouth curved upward even more, and his voice became teasing.

"So...what is courage?"

Click.

The trigger was pulled again.

This time...still no sound.

Zhao Wen and Zhao Shishi showed desperate expressions at the same time, and the pistol was handed back to them again.

"I kill you!"

Suddenly, Zhao Shishi, who already didn't want to live, showed a resentful look in her eyes, snatched the revolver and pointed it at Chen Mo's head.

If it were before, there was still a chance of firing a blank.

So now, the chance of two bullets is in their hands.

Zhao Shishi had originally given up the idea of ​​continuing to live, but now she saw an opportunity.

"You lunatic, today I will avenge my parents."

She gritted her teeth, anger rising in her heart.

kill him!
kill him!
Zhao Wen stared at Zhao Shishi's movements.

As long as you pull the trigger, even if the opponent is an alien, he can't be immune to bullets at such a close distance.

He really couldn't think of any other way Chen Mo could turn the situation around.

Everyone's heart was lifted with this shot.

But at this critical moment.

An invisible force suddenly appeared, and Zhao Shishi's body suddenly became stiff and out of control.

The arm holding the gun slowly turned towards Zhao Wen on the other side under her incredulous gaze.

"boom!"

Pull the trigger without hesitation.

A red hole appeared on Zhao Wen's forehead.

His eyes were wide open, blood spurting out, and he died with his eyes open.

His body fell down stiffly.

“You really disappoint me.”

Chen Mo sighed and slowly turned the gun towards Zhao Shishi again.

At this moment, her pupils were wide open and her face was filled with fear and unwillingness.

"boom!"

As Chen Mo made a shooting gesture, a blood flower appeared between Zhao Shishi's eyebrows and she fell down with her head raised.

In fact, there is no bullet in this gun at all, and it is still an ability belonging to the Joker's personality.

Whether there is a bullet in the gun chamber depends on whether the two people are brave.

If the two could overcome their fear and fire four shots in a row.

Save the last two shots for yourself, and you won't die.

This is the game of the brave.

……

"Send back all the search and rescue personnel. They are no longer necessary."

Looking at the live broadcast that had been closed, Liu Sheng dropped the communicator in his hand.

In this invisible game, they lost miserably.

The entire city's investigation team was fooled.

I wasted a whole day and didn't even see the other person's shadow.

Could it be that I can only wait for that madman to show up?
Liu Sheng sat in the office with a gloomy face, thinking about how to lure out Chen Mo who was hiding in the dark.

"I have a way that may be able to lure out Chen Mo."

A figure walked into the office and said confidently.

The visitor was Professor Wang Xiaoming, Chen Mo's attending physician who had been with him for three years.

In the entire 749 Bureau, he may be the person who knows Chen Mo best.

(End of this chapter)