Origin Player

Chapter 38 The Guilty

Two hours later, the dawn was on.

The whole road is quiet. According to Ms. A, the monster will disappear during the day, but as of now, no one has been going out to test the authenticity.

In the room, Jiang He was lying on the bed to rest. As his attributes increased, his energy was gradually increasing. With the help of hypnotic skills to achieve deep sleep, two hours were enough to keep the state peak.

The area of ​​the room is not large. In addition to the bed, there are only simple wooden tables and chairs and a lifting platform.

At eight o'clock in the morning, noise was issued, the tertiary plate was automatically put away, and a meal appeared in it.

Jiang He got up and changed into the gray -white jacket at the beginning. The three large lists of bread in the eyes were covered with sticky potato puree. In addition, there was a bottle of labeling spirits. Tamsui ecology.

"The organizer is Tsarist."

Jiang He did not move this food. He ate a small half of the granary in his previous derivative mission. He was still far from being hungry. Da Lieba paired with potato puree and could not talk about appetite.

A Glock 17 plays on the table, and the six full -in -bearing folders ensure that the firepower is sufficient. When the shipbuilding is on the ship, all invited people have undergone security checks. This pistol is an advantage in a sense, or it may be troublesome, but at least, at least, at least The extraordinary force is more unknown than the outbreak, which is too strong to be besieged by mosquito groups.

Because it was not very skilled, the maintenance of the firearms was spent half an hour, and Jiang He hid his pistol in his waist and walked out of the room.

The passage is full of strong odor. In the right side of the right side, the corpse lay down and lay down. The mortality rate of the death cruise ship is actually deputy. According to this situation, there will be few left in a district.

Jiang He came to the basketball court open space, and thirty -six transparent elevators had opened.

Standard time -8: 52

Number of people: 368

"Did you die in one night?"

Jiang He randomly picked a elevator, and there was no button inside. When he walked in, the surrounding surroundings became extremely dark and felt that the elevator was running upwards.

"Um?"

Suddenly, the elevator began to move horizontally. Originally, there should be a line of handwriting on the screen of the floor, exuding bright red light.

"It's matching the game for you, please wait patiently."

I don't know how long, the second line of the handwriting appears.

"The matching of each cabin area has been completed, and the name of the game -guilty person."

Nympho

In a closed room, six gaps were cracked in the wall, and six invited people walked out of the elevator.

There is only one round conference table and six chairs in front of the wall. A man with a mask seems to be waiting for a long time, and the mask is printed with the word Z1.

"It's a newcomer, hurry up, and wake up the game in the morning. I should get used to the number of deaths. I am the host of this game. It's just a hole, the designer is really old. "

Among the six people, a cold woman in her early twenties sat down, simple white shirts and knee skirts, and a small black suit, like a clerk who just entered the society.

When everyone saw this, they opened their chairs and sat down, and there was a left wheel pistol in front of everyone.

The burly man observed the magazine at close range, and there was only a Huang Chengcheng bullet.

"OTS-38 micro-sound rotor pistol, produced by Tsarist Russia, the sound when shooting is even lower than the muffler blessing, full of five rounds of bullets, kinetic energy 340 scorched ear, which is completely killed."

"Don't be too noisy early in the morning, my colleagues are generally bad."

The host Z1 seemed to not care about the noise of the burly man, and continued:

"I personally think that a qualified game must have two things, that is, rules and themes. Everyone present is guilty, but fortunately escape the worldly law network, so this game is a late trial."

"Game time: Two hours."

"Customs Conditions ①: The heavily in sin died, and the rest of the person cleared the level."

"Customs Conditions ②: The heavily in the sin committed the killing of the evil deeds, he/she cleared the customs, and the invited person survived the customs."

"Rules ①: The host is forbidden to lie."

"Rules ②: The promotion game must die, otherwise the host will die."

"Rules ③: The host only allows counterattack."

"The rules of this game: Crime Reading -the invited person to read his own crimes, the content truly increases the sin, the content is false to reduce the sin, and after the reading, the use of firearms will be issued."

Nympho

The rules are announced.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

The host Z1 clapped his hand and said, "The invitation letter on you will intuitively show the weight of the sin. The computer system of the dead cruise ship will identify the authenticity of the words and falsehood. Next, you have five minutes of discussion time."

The scene is very silent.

Huang Mao's youth suddenly stood up and roared at angrily: "I am really enough. I died so many people last night. Today, I came again.

The burly man did not ignore this complaint. He reached out and held the left wheel handle, but found that he couldn't take it at all.

The cold woman watched the ring arm and looked bland.

Jiang He took out the invitation letter, which recorded that he had eight lives. Corresponding to the previous tasks involving the card club, the Death Cruise had great powers, but it was not to an extremely exaggerated extent. Whether it was the derivative world or Anping Island, there was no display on the card surface, or in other words, the judgment of sin came from the invitee himself reflected by hypnosis.

"And I know that I am wearing Rhine's leather suit now."

In the reception room, facing the accusation of the yellow-haired man, the middle-aged sailor who was the first to board the ship at the Magic City Port said:

"Your anger is inappropriate. Before the rules were read out, you were obviously eager to try. Everyone knows that the person with the heaviest sin in this game has a great advantage, because it seems that you only need to shoot and kill people to complete the level. I guess your crime is neither weighty nor presentable, and even difficult to talk about..."

"Shut up!"

The yellow-haired young man threw the chair, turned and ran straight to the wall, and madly hammered the elevator door when he came out.

The next second, a black muzzle appeared on the ceiling of the reception room. The gun flame flashed and the yellow-haired young man's right leg was blown off by the bullet. He screamed and fainted. The floor cracked and gushed out mud and sand, trapping him.

Host Z1 scratched his head and said nonchalantly, "Death Cruise is not allowed to quit the game midway. I thought it was unnecessary to say this. This is not a must. He is a newcomer. Ignorance is not a crime. He can go to [Hell] and roll around a few times. One in a thousand can be a death row prisoner. I think it is better than dying directly."

Then, he announced: "The five-minute exchange time is over. Now the game officially begins. The first round of sins will be read out. The content is true and the sins will increase, otherwise they will be reduced. Start with the first lady on the left hand side of the unlucky guy."

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