Chapter 2184 2195 [Gin's Bet]

Vodka's heart skipped a beat, and he quietly checked the backstage in a cold sweat, but found no problems.

He then secretly breathed a sigh of relief, comforting himself that he was worrying too much, then he retrieved the video footage from a while ago, cut it out and attached it to the new vote in Vermouth.

Adding the brief explanation given by Vermouth, the previous situation suddenly became clear.

In the video, five clay shooting enthusiasts appear one after another and then leave.

Soon, the ballot paper push began.

There was no movement in the "murderer" column for the time being, and someone was slowly choosing the option for "deceased". There was no option for "murder weapon and method of death", so it was a subjective question, but now everyone answered it the fastest - a group of people wrote "killed by shooting" in unison.

Chianti was not satisfied after answering, and made a passionate speech in the dialog box:

[I've been to the clay shooting club nearby. It's a very stingy place. Players have to bring their own shotguns and bullets, or they have to rent them from him at a high price. Since these five people are all old players, they must have a shotgun now.]

[That Uzo guy couldn't get a gun himself, so he liked to let the unlucky puppets he controlled use guns, and he especially liked to harm those who were qualified to hold guns - I saw through him a long time ago! The dead this time must have died from gunshots. There were five people in total. I hope it will develop into a gunfight in the end. Hey, remember to keep the video, I want to watch it after work!]

Vermouth: [Everyone knows this simple thing. If you really see through Uzo, why don't you guess who the murderer is?]

Chianti pouted at the annoying woman through the screen: [You vote for me first, then vote for me, otherwise what if you plagiarize me.]

It was normal for Chianti to dislike Vermouth. Vodka glanced at the conversation and didn't care any more. He clicked on the detailed voting results in the "Dead" column.

Then I found out that the fashionable woman who liked to act cute got three votes, the long-haired beauty who loved to argue with people got one vote, and the dark-skinned man who interrupted the fashionable woman when she was telling "that thing" got one vote.

Vodka took a look at the distribution of voters: those who voted for the fashionable woman who pretended to be cute were him and Vermouth, as well as Curacao, who didn't say a word but was secretly peeking at the screen.

The one who voted for the long-haired beauty who loves to argue with people is Chianti.

The one who voted for the black man was Cohen.

The two snipers combined had less contact time with Uzo than any other person, and Vodka felt that they had guessed wrong.

However, as a serious scholar, Vodka kept in mind that "there must be one person who can teach me when there are three people walking together". He pushed up his sunglasses and asked the two snipers: "Why did you choose this?"

——According to his experience, this half-knowledgeable view of passers-by can sometimes reflect some problems and perhaps even provide quite crucial hints.

Chianti: [The one pretending to be cute is stupid, the one who started the quarrel is even stupider, and the dark-skinned man is so arrogant, the stupidest of the stupid! - I think all three can be killed, but Belmode has already voted for the one pretending to be cute, so I don't want to choose the same one as her.]

Vodka: “…”

I asked you to analyze ouzo, but who told you to order food from passers-by? I think you are the real fool!

Vodka took a deep breath and decided not to bother with this stupid sniper. He went to read Cohen's reply. Compared to the lively Chianti, Cohen was always taciturn and looked like a wise man. Maybe he could have some new and unique insights.

Just as I was thinking about it, I saw Cohen's reply box pop up: [Chianti asked me to choose.]

Vodka: “…”

A strand of ice cream floated out slowly, and quickly fell off while he was silently reciting the Wuzo Heart Sutra, and landed on the car.

Vodka opened the backstage and clicked on "Chianti". His finger hovered over "Remove" for a long time, but he finally endured it and silently returned to the communication interface.

If you think about it carefully, it is understandable that Chianti and Cohen are not serious about this matter: since it is an insider opening for fun, of course there must be a little prize.

Vodka then set up a virtual currency, named "Little Wu Coin", which was regularly distributed to everyone as a bargaining chip. This "Little Wu Coin" could be exchanged from Vodka for some of Wuzo's publicly available information - such as statistics of various cases.

Although the case can be found in the news, after all, no one is as professional and slack as Vodka. He has the most complete information about Ouzo - probably because of this, Curacao has been diving happily and painfully and has not left.

The reason why Chianti and Cohen were so relaxed was probably because they had almost no direct contact with Uzzo and were not willing to use their brains. It was useless for them to have this information, so they went out every day to muddy the waters.

Vodka: "..." Chianti is so enthusiastic about this program, probably because she just regards it as an entertainment activity - no matter how exciting or suspenseful a movie or TV series is, it is all artificially preset, and the ending of a detective novel can be seen at the end of the book.

In comparison, for the members of the organization, as long as the fire does not burn them, Uzo's case can be considered a form of entertainment.

As for Cohen, he was most likely taken away by Chianti.

Vodka: “…” Come to think of it, why does Big Brother also glance at this program every now and then?

Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly noticed that there was another change in the betting bar. I looked down and saw that Gin also bet on that fashionable woman.

Vodka: “?!” Oops, I got caught slacking off!

...But the person I'm waiting for is still nowhere to be seen. This, this should only be considered as a reasonable use of time, not slacking off, right?

Vodka glanced at Gin's expression inquiringly, and then carefully invited his elder brother to join the discussion: "Do you also guess that the deceased will be this woman?"

"It's not a guess, it's a confirmation." Gin lit a cigarette and snorted coldly, "Uzo is very patient with the target he has set his sights on, but he is far less tolerant of passers-by. People who run up to him and keep things a secret will only make him annoyed, and he will shut up early and become a mute prop. And..."

And if I remember correctly, the father of Chihiro Itami was preparing to bid for a company under the organization. I guess the sad news that his only daughter was murdered would be a surprise to him.

Speaking of which, Wu Zuo has been causing trouble for quite a few daughters and young masters of consortiums recently. Could it be that one of the second generation has offended him recently?

Seeing Gin lost in thought alone, Vodka secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Vodka: "..." Fortunately, fortunately, the bet was right. There is only one truth. The reason why Brother Gin didn't take down this program... is because he is also interested in it!

So should I deliberately bet wrong and give Brother Gin some small black coins?

(End of this chapter)