Infinite weird games

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"How to kill him and dispose of his body?"

Qisi chewed the question several times in his mind and fell into deep thought.

This question is undoubtedly about the method of killing, and with the corpse in front of him dying in such a special way, once he truthfully describes the details of how he disposed of the corpse, other players will easily be able to match him.

unless……

"Should we start answering this question from No. 5?" Hansen suddenly shouted, "I don't think Zhou looks like the murderer. What if the murderer is among No. 4 and No. 5 and makes up a lie while we are answering, then... Trouble."

Qiss was inexplicably dealt a good guy card and couldn't help but look at Hansen with raised eyebrows.

It was obvious that this person was lying to speak for him, but that he didn't want to speak too early was true. As long as you start answering from No. 5, Hansen will be the fourth to speak and have enough time to think.

What is he afraid of?

Qisi had a guess in his heart, which needed to be verified, but with the bad taste of the weird game, it was really possible that it was like that...

"You should know that your request is unreasonable." Cynthia looked at Hansen, her voice sounded a little low, "The answer to the age question is simple and will basically not reveal any flaws, but the murder method is more likely to reveal some effective information. . Please allow me to say impolitely and arbitrarily that I think you are very suspicious."

Cynthia's body exudes the kindness and dignity unique to the knowledgeable and cultured elderly, and there is always a kind smile on her lips. Even if she speaks such sharp words of accusation, it is like an old grandmother's love for the younger generation. Tips.

"Hansen, you are the only one among the five of us who didn't take a pen to record. Although the first question is simple, all of us more or less wrote down other people's information on paper. Only you, not only Nothing was recorded, and even when others were speaking, they looked absent-minded, like a little squirrel disturbed at the entrance of a cave. "

"According to common sense, people who really want to find the murderer will pay attention to the words and expressions of all suspicious people, but you have not done so. You have been leading us to suspect other people, and you have twice asked to speak from the 5th. I'm sorry. , but I have to suspect that you know that you are the murderer and have been thinking of ways to escape guilt."

Hearing these words, Hansen's face gradually turned ugly. He pointed at Cynthia and shouted: "Old woman, I think you are the one with the problem! Answer your age properly. You talked a lot of nonsense. Who knows if you are trying to hide useful information? ! What’s wrong if I don’t record it? Can’t you remember such a simple information as your age?”

He knew that his behavior could not be explained, so he had no choice but to bite back.

Seeing this, Ziss responded with a moderate tone: "So, Ms. Cynthia, can your current behavior be explained by: first, you want us to doubt Hansen; second, you don't want the second person to speak?"

Cynthia really didn't expect that "Zhou Ke" would come up and bite her after she had avoided biting her.

However, relying on her many years of experience in the political arena, she knew that there would be no flaws in her expression and demeanor. She said calmly: "Although this will indeed put me under suspicion, I still want to reserve my trust in Hansen." It makes no difference to me which one you speak. I am happy to cooperate with the questioning and investigation. I just hope that I can finally gain your trust. Of course you know that it is uncomfortable for an innocent person to be regarded as the culprit. "

Hansen sneered and snorted disdainfully: "You know it too!"

Cynthia smiled bitterly and shook her head: "Sir, I don't think you are innocent."

During the argument between the two, Hehui buried his head very low, as if he was about to shrink into the floor.

Dong Xiwen looked at the players, then at Charlie who was motionless beside him, cleared his throat and said, "Then let me start answering the questions in this round."

The argument ended, and Chiss relaxed on the back of his chair and looked at this rookie who was out of tune with everyone.

Dong Xiwen was wearing a casual gray sweatshirt. He had an ordinary appearance and was not considered ugly. He would never attract anyone's attention if left on a university campus.

His eyes were bright, and there was a kind of clarity and sincerity in them. The last person Qiss felt this way was Lin Chen, whom he met in the copy of "Rose Manor".

"The security situation near my university is very poor, and many prohibited things are not difficult to obtain. I am a chemistry major, and I usually synthesize some chemicals. After I decided to kill the person, I made some hallucinogenic potions. , stunned him and threw him off the roof."

"Why did you want to kill him?" He Hui asked next.

"Because he killed my brother." Dong Xiwen clenched his fist hard.

(404 not found)

Hehui lowered his head again and said softly: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect to hear such a thing. Please forgive me."

Dong Xiwen smiled nonchalantly: "It's okay, it's all over. I will kill those scum sooner or later."

Hansen did not hide the impatience on his face, quickly interrupted the conversation between the two, and shouted at Cynthia: "Okay, old woman, it's your turn next!"

Cynthia let out a breath and said: (404 not found)

After two seconds of silence, she said with a smile: "My statement is over, because there is nothing to say. I did not go to the front line personally, I just made decisions at the rear, so there is no way to accurately describe the details."

"How do I know that you didn't intentionally conceal key information? Tell me, where were you sent and which force were you suppressing?" Hansen was a little confused.

"I went to Silesia. Those people were well disguised and we couldn't tell which force they belonged to. But no matter who they are, they should not hinder the well-being of all mankind."

Chiss listened to the official tone of this woman who obviously had a close relationship with federal officials and said with a half-smile: "Asking us about the method of killing and the method of disposing of the corpse is nothing more than to correlate it with the method of death and death of the deceased, and help us do it. "

Cynthia didn't answer immediately, as if she didn't hear her, she picked up a pen and started writing on the paper.

In the stagnant atmosphere, Charlie, who was standing aside, turned his masked face to her in time: "Madam, please answer this gentleman's question."

"Okay." Cynthia raised her head and glanced at the dead man hanging in front of her without leaving a trace. "In order to ensure the safety of the innocent people, I ordered them to drive tanks over and crush them if anything goes wrong."

Qisi observed Cynthia's unhappy face, thoughtfully.

It turns out that it’s not only Charlie’s questions, but also the questions raised by others that must be answered.

Maybe, you can ask some more private questions, such as props, skills and trump cards?

Qisi put a smile on his lips and was about to ask a few more questions when he heard Charlie say passionately: "Okay, now please let us look forward to Miss No. 3's answer!"

Cynthia's session is over.

Hehui looked around at everyone uncomfortably, and then said softly: (404 not found)

Hehui's experience was much more ordinary than that of the first two people. Hansen asked: "What exactly did you do? Did you go to bed? How did you make him relax?"

He Hui's face turned pale, and her voice became timid: "I really don't want to recall it, but if I must say it..."

"Miss, your session is over." Charlie laughed twice and said, "The questions asked by Mr. No. 2 are useless to the development of the plot. Too much information will distract the audience. Li, they don’t like to hear that boring nonsense!”

Zeiss now understands that there are limits to asking questions. They must be directly related to the purpose of "finding the murderer", and... the issue of trial must also be considered.

Wait, when it's his turn, will his answers really pass the review?

Zeiss fell into thought.

Charlie looked at Hansen: "Mr. No. 2, it's your turn to answer."

Hansen reluctantly said: "It was an accident. At that time, I was thinking about asking him for some money so that I could go out with friends and have fun - anyway, his money would be left to me in the future. But I didn't expect that he wouldn't If he wanted to, he wouldn’t let me date my friend, otherwise he would donate the money to charity when he died. I got really angry and pushed him, but I didn’t know that his head would hit the corner of the table.”

Zeiss asked: "Who is 'he'?"

"My dad." Hans shrugged nonchalantly.

The expressions of the other people all changed.

Dong Xiwen avenged his brother, Cynthia acted under orders, and He Hui acted in self-defense, which is all excusable.

But Hansen killed his father because he couldn't get money.

In the eyes of most people, it is unreasonable to attack one's close relatives... But in the weird game, such people are clearly dangerous "massacre players".

Qisi's expression did not change and he continued to ask: "Where is your mother?"

Hansen did not speak immediately, and Charlie urged: "Mr. No. 2, please answer Mr. No. 1's question!"

"I also killed her later," Hansen said viciously. "When she came back, she saw my dad's body and made a fuss and wanted to call the police. I had no choice but to kill her."

Qisi nodded in understanding, but Dong Xiwen, who was listening on the side, looked slightly stern. A scumbag who kills his father and mother is inevitably disgusting.

"Mr. No. 1, it's your turn." Charlie said.

"It's my turn." Qisi came back to his senses, the corners of his lips slightly raised,

(404 not found)

Qisi's tone was very calm, as if he was not talking about the murder process, but about small things like eating and drinking water, which were ordinary and happened every day.

For a moment, the players' breathing was stagnant, and they looked at him more fearfully than at Hansen.

If Hansen's behavior is still within everyone's understanding, Ziss completely fits their usual imagination of a perverted murderer.

He had no regard for human life, had clear goals, and carried them out in an orderly manner. He spoke with a completely nonchalant and proud attitude. The smacking aftertaste in his words made people suspect that he wanted to try killing someone again.

Dong Xiwen silently complained about "When the human-like ape shines", and was the first to speak to Qisi: "No, buddy, you were so young at that time, and if there was anything you couldn't handle, why did you kill him?"

Zeiss asked, "Is this question important?"

Charlie said: "Mr. No. 1, please answer truthfully."

"I think I might have had a similar experience to your brother, and I survived." Qisi said lightly, looking at Dong Xiwen without blinking, and unsurprisingly, he saw understanding and pain in the latter's eyes. .

Then, he looked at Charlie again: "Mr. Charlie, I have a small question. To determine who is the murderer, you only need to combine the killing method and the way the deceased died. Is it necessary to consider the motive of the murder?"

Charlie nodded stiffly: "It's very necessary, it's very important to the development of the plot!"

Really?

Zeiss narrowed his eyes.

His previous guesses flashed through his mind, and he grinned weirdly like a hyena: "By the way, I didn't actually master the perfect method of disposing of corpses at the time. I happened to feel a little hungry during the strenuous exercise..."

"It was a really painful memory and they tasted really bad."

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[Note] "Confinement" is a play written by French writer Jean-Paul Sartre in 1945. It mainly describes three sinners who were thrown into hell after death - Ines, a clerk at the post office, Estelle, a Parisian noblewoman, and Garson, a newspaper editor - after meeting in the secret room of hell, they were on guard against each other and hid their lives from each other. They not only close themselves to each other, but also "torture" each other. Everyone exists in the "eyes of others" at all times and is subject to scrutiny and supervision.

Thanks to the brave Mu Youxin for tipping a total of 300 points, of which 100 points were given to Si Qi and Chang Xu each! It’s really nice to know that someone likes my characters!

Thanks for the reward of 100 points in the moonlight!