The golden fingers of the death game are all beautiful girls

The conference hall on the second floor is in a good location. You can see the stairs in the middle. If someone talks or goes downstairs on the stairs on both sides, you can probably notice it.

In other words, Yimo can know what other players do.

Be it the bard, the drunk, the silence.

They haven't been downstairs yet.

It seems so.

If the lucky guy held himself back, if it was deliberately arranged by the bard, then it meant that he wanted to do something without being seen or disturbed by him.

Bards and drunks, in contact?

What are these two people going to do...

Although Yimo still doesn't know it yet, she has secretly remembered it in her heart, and she increasingly distrusts the troubadour.

Just as Yimo was thinking, the people who had gone out had already returned.

Just from the look on his face, he knew there was nothing to gain.

And as the base became lively again, the bard and Jing Jing finally came to the command hall on the second floor.

It was cold outside, and most of the players went back to their exclusive rooms to warm up. Uncle Lu Wu was a nice guy, and he explained the situation outside to Yi Mo and others in the lobby.

Lu Wu: "I found nothing, no extra buildings, and no props."

"Driving for about 2 hours, there is a gully of about 10 meters, which blocks the way forward."

"The only bridge has no planks at all, only iron cables."

"If you want to go there, there are only two ways, either take the iron chain, or climb to the bottom of the ravine, and then climb up."

Yimo: "That is to say, if you want to move on, you have to give up the vehicle anyway, right?"

Lu Wu; "Yes!"

"Without means of transportation, in this kind of icy and snowy land, if our base and the opposite base are the same distance from the gully, I'm afraid that by the time we reach the opposite base, we will be almost frozen and incapable of combat."

"Not to mention look at our base, if the door is closed, there is no way to attack!"

"Unless the bridge is paved with wooden boards, there is no need to consider a decisive battle with the opponent."

"However, it is not difficult to lay it, and it is not easy to find wooden boards that can bear weight."

"After watching it, everyone thought it was a waste of time!"

Yimo thought about it for a while: "If you don't consider the problem of transportation in the past, walk the iron rope or climb to the ravine below, and then climb up, is it difficult?"

Lu Wu: "The length of the iron chain is less than 100 meters. It is impossible to climb without gloves. I am afraid it will not be easy with gloves. It should be very slippery..."

"So is the ravine, though not straight up and down."

"But it's all snow. In practice, it will be difficult."

Lu Wu said, looking at the troubadour: "Now everyone needs you to maintain the superficial peace. What do you think of this situation?"

"If I want to kill the player on the opposite side, I can't think of any good way anyway."

"It's better to go through the ravine and lie in ambush, wait for the players from the red base to appear, and surprise them!"

"But... the weather outside..."

"To be honest, if the opponent just stays in the base, it might kill us."

Hearing this, the troubadour shook his head and said, "I need to think about it. I'll ask for everyone's opinions later on!"

It's almost 5 o'clock in the afternoon at this moment. The season of this game is probably winter, and the sky is close to dusk.

After several people chatted casually for a while, the troubadour proposed to fill his stomach first and make a meal with the vegetables on the negative layer.

Jing Jing: "I live by myself, so I know how to cook some simple dishes. Let me cook!"

Lu Wu: "I'll help."

Yimo: "Sorry, although I live by myself, I usually eat instant noodles or go out to buy, so I really can't help you."

"However, I went to the kitchen, and there are no knives."

"I'll go to Yuhuang and ask her to come down and help chop the vegetables!"

Jing Jing heard the words and smiled at Yi Mo, and didn't say much, but Lu Wu patted Yi Mo on the shoulder and said: "I feel that the child can help if he works hard, don't be too serious, if you can't do something with your hands, tear it up or break it Open the dishes, just stew them casually."

"Death game, don't care so much."

Uncle Lu Wu is the player Yimo feels most comfortable in this game, with an upright and straightforward personality.

It will give people a feeling of seniors, more capable and capable, taking care of the players around them intentionally or unintentionally, and very easy to talk to.

But Yimo always thinks that it is very difficult for a person like him to survive in the death game.

But, after all, he didn't say much, nodded and left.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, but the room chosen by the Rain Emperor is next to Yimo's room.

The bedroom door is very thick, and you may not be able to hear the sound from inside if you knock on the door normally.

There is a tactile doorbell next to the access control. When you press it, there is no sound outside, but there will be a sound inside. Yimo has tested it.

Yimo pressed the doorbell more than a dozen times before Yuhuang opened the door.

At this moment, Yuhuang has already taken off his big padded jacket, wearing a cotton pink pajamas, wearing a nightcap, his light blue twin ponytails are also loosened, and naturally spread behind his head, the whole person looks very small It's just that Yimo always has the urge to hold her in her arms and rub her face.

After all, judging from Yuhuang's appearance, she really looks like a little loli who ran out of the three-dimensional dimension, and she really likes the head of a dead house like Yimo.

Of course, although there is no security officer uncle in the game world, there is no risk of being taken away, but it is impossible for Yimo to really do this kind of thing.

I just sigh in my heart, pinching people, to a certain extent, it will indeed give me some advantages.

At this moment, Yuhuang's face was not very good-looking, with dead fish eyes showing a bit fierce eyes: "Hey, Uncle Suzy!"

"Look for me. What are you doing!"

"I just fell asleep when you woke me up, I'm so mad!"

Yimo: "Don't panic!"

"I think, since you have pinched someone, you should make full use of your own advantages."

"After opening the door and seeing me, I looked expectant, put my hands on my chest, shook my body, and said with an expression full of excitement."

"Oni-chan, what do you want from me?"

"What? Want to get in touch with me alone?"

"Hmm... um... I'm not ashamed...but... since it's Oni-chan..."

Before Yimo could finish speaking vividly, the Rain Emperor couldn't take it anymore, and said viciously: "Go to hell! Pervert!!"

As he said that, he took out his weapon directly, and wanted to give Yimo a few knives!

Ding Ding Ding-!

Seeing that Yuhuang was awake, Yimo stopped teasing her, and took out the explosion-proof shield to resist Yuhuang's several knives. There was a crisp sound of metal colliding together, and waved at the same time: "You're just kidding!"

"Seeing that you are too sleepy, I am afraid that you may have slept through the polling place, so help you wake up!" Good face.

"Share intelligence! Share intelligence!"

Chapter 32. Probing

The Rain Emperor didn't really want to do anything to Yi Mo, he stopped when he heard the words, and looked at Yi Mo with questioning eyes: "I suspect, you are just making a reasonable excuse for your sexual harassment .”

Yimo spread her hands together: "This is how you, with the heart of a little lolita, rescued the belly of a good man like me!"

The Rain Emperor stared at Yi Mo, and pondered for a while: "Why do I suspect that you are an inner ghost?"

"Deliberately disturb me, a good person, from sleeping, so that I can't rest well, so I can take the opportunity to attack me!"

"Also, don't call me loli, I'm very annoyed when people call me that!"

Yuhuang's last words surprised Yimo a little.

It stands to reason that there must be a purpose for pinching people, either to make yourself able to fight a little bit, or to make others less vigilant, or to make everyone have a better impression of themselves.

And the appearance of the Rain Emperor is obviously inclined to the latter.

But since this is the case, why do you hate others calling yourself Lori?

Moreover, except for the first time when he lied to himself about the padded jacket, it seems that his attitude has never been better.

In other words, what the Rain Emperor did seemed to be contrary to the appearance of being a little girl.

Could it be...

She can't really grow up like this...

Yimo felt that she didn't understand, but she didn't think too much about it after all: "I'm not the ghost, but you!"

"It seems that I don't care about voting at all, and it's okay if I've slept through it. Is it the ghost?"

Rain Emperor: "It's because I'm a good person, voting will be fine, so I don't care!"

"Anyway, Big Mac is alone, and there is a high probability that he will stand by me. It's not who I want to vote for at night. Whoever gets the most votes will get the most votes. It's not interesting."

After Yuhuang finished speaking, he hugged his body as if he was a little cold, stretched out his small head and looked outside the door, and after seeing no one, he said: "It's too cold!"

"Come in and talk!"

"Annoying sullen uncle!"

It must be said here that if the temperature in the base is around 0 degrees, then after the exclusive room is confirmed, the electricity can be turned on, and the temperature of the air conditioner can reach 30 degrees, which is very warm!

It can be seen from the fact that Yuhuang is in the room, just wearing pajamas.

After Yimo entered Yuhuang's room, she took a look at the room, and there was nothing strange. There was a messy quilt on the bed, which seemed to be exchanged with points.

Yuhuang: "Hey! Don't stare at other people's beds!"

"Did you come to my room with some special hope?"

"Sorry sorry, the gloomy uncle let you down!"

"If there is something special in the room, how could I let you in?"

"Humph!"

At this time, Yimo looked at the bookshelf opposite the bed, carefully looked at the books on it, and confirmed that the arrangement of the books was relatively normal.

Yuhuang is relatively short, and the bookshelf is on top of the desk. If Yuhuang didn't stand on the bench to read it, he probably doesn't have a diary.

In other words, there is a high probability that the diary that I found before and haven't looked at yet has certain peculiarities.

After confirming with a calm expression, Yimo sat on the chair in front of the desk: "Since you exchanged points for the quilt, why didn't you exchange for the padded jacket?"

Yuhuang sat by the bed: "Uncle, please, how did I know the weather would be so cold?"

"I change the bedding every game, I still care about this aspect!"

"Also, do you have any information to share?"

"Why do I feel like you are an undercover agent who came here to spy on intelligence?"

"Do you know who the ghost is?" His expression became more serious.

Yimo shook her head when she heard the words: "How could you know so quickly?"

"However, the bard is a bit suspicious!"

Rain Emperor's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he immediately became interested, and said quickly: "Hey! Actually, I think so too!"

"Unexpectedly, we actually thought of it together. It is indeed the ally I first fancy!"

"Why, are you here to win me over and vote for bards tonight?"

"Okay, I'll follow the ticket!"

Yimo: "Ah...you have overreacted..."

"I won't still hate you for asking for more food, he didn't give you that thing, did he?"

"When sharing food today, the drunk and the bard coincided."

"Both of them stayed at the base and did not go out."

"The most important thing is that I have been in the command hall on the second floor, consciously observing the dynamics of other players."

"Both the bard and the drunk live on the third floor, and neither have ever gone downstairs."