Having distinguished left from right, the question-and-answer game continues.
"Let's count the troops. The leader is number 1. The 9th person on the left, please answer: Why is Curly Hair here?"
The young man's heart pounded in his chest. "They want to go to the islands over in China to capture weapons design geniuses."
Who is the genius?
As soon as the problem arose, everyone prepared to flee.
The young man was also quite frightened, and stammered, "I don't know."
This curly-haired guy sat very steadily, without moving an inch.
Xie Lin stared intently at the six curly-haired men on the screen, observing their subtle movements and answers. Their consistent answers and actions indicated that they knew the men existed, but did not know who they were.
Shishi's identity was not revealed.
The genius himself was very satisfied.
"Sit down, next."
She pointed at Ben, "You are number 1. You and your six companions count back and forth. 7 and 13 are rock-paper-scissors. Whoever wins answers. If you lie, both of you go 'bang!' Start."
The six people counted obediently and found that after spinning around twice, 7 and 13 were both books.
Book:……
How can I play rock-paper-scissors by myself?
Shishi was also stunned. She had just randomly picked the number, how did two unlucky people end up as one?
deficit!
"Then you answer."
Book:……
It would have been better to choose him from the beginning. Instead of wasting your time and energy, you're the one who suffers the consequences.
"Do the pirates know whether you know who sent you?"
? ? ?
None of the mushroom-headed people in the audience understood the question, and they suspected that she used too many words.
Guagua exclaimed, "Master, this question is brilliant! It takes three seconds for a slow-witted person to react, and for a foreigner, it would probably take more than three seconds."
I really didn't understand.
Although he can speak Chinese, he is completely clueless about the more complex parts.
"Three seconds countdown, three, two, one."
"I don't know."
He was risking his life for the answer, his heart pounding, his mind a mess, and he didn't even know which answer he knew.
He was already prepared to flee for his life.
Shishi counted on her fingers and asked Zhang Dong, "Little Dong, do you understand the question I asked? I don't understand yet."
He blurted it out without thinking, his mind still racing.
Zhang Dong: ...I don't understand how you came up with that question?
"Your Majesty, if you ask him again whether he knows who sent him, you will be able to confirm the answer."
The Queen thought for a moment and then asked Ben to answer Zhang Dong's question.
Ben finally understood the final question: "I don't know."
The six curly-haired men remained motionless, and they weren't lying.
Sending out a mission is one thing, but posting a mission can be done anonymously; they have special channels for communication.
The six curly-haired girls didn't know, and the pirates naturally didn't know either; they weren't lying.
Shishi pouted, thinking she could help her father find out who the mole was.
But hey, I've got it.
"All six of you answer together: Besides you investigating and arresting people, are there any other accomplices?"
"No."
All six people gave the same answer and didn't panic, which meant they genuinely didn't know, and Shishi was discouraged.
"Ugly, you ask, this is the boss." She needed a break.
Ugly was assigned a task as soon as she arrived, and she took it very seriously, saying, "Yes, Your Majesty."
Too lazy to choose, he broke off a blade of grass and threw it in. Whichever the tip or the tail of the grass pointed to, that was whoever it was, and the two answered at the same time.
Coincidentally, there's another leader, and the other is Curly Hair.
Boss: Why is it always me?
Others: We're doomed, let's get ready to run.
"Why are soldiers being arrested? Three, two, one."
Those who were planning to flee, sit back down.
"Disguise yourself and sneak in."
The two gave the same answer, which is great; everyone knows this.
Throw more weeds, and this time the tip of the weed points to a person with curly hair.
Curly hair and a bulging forehead, so please don't ask him any tongue-twisting questions. His Chinese is so-so, really so-so.
"Where did you come from, and how did you get here?"
The junior instructor held up a grenade, ready to throw it.
Curly-haired man shuddered. “Starting from Beijing, we’ll take a train and then a boat.”
Beijing city?
Not a mirage?
You need a letter of introduction to take the train or ferry, and the ferry doesn't go to this island.
"Someone went to pick you up at the train station? Who was it?"
Curly glanced at Ben and the Boss, and seeing them nod almost imperceptibly, he blurted out, "Yes, it's the Boss."
Everyone remained calm; the answer was the truth.
Zhang Dong and Deng Peng exchanged glances, both looking puzzled.
Since they knew each other, why did the pirates kill Curly?
The young teacher reluctantly withdrew his hand. It had been a long time since he had thrown one. Pulling the buckle was really exciting. He would pull it open with a whoosh and then throw it out with a whoosh. It was so much fun.
"Little Master, he's lying, throw him away." The patriarch's firm voice came from afar.
The entire amusement park was under his gaze. He had been watching the expression of the person being questioned, accurately capturing the subtle exchange between him and the two people opposite him.
The young master, fully recovered, didn't hesitate and, before anyone could react, tossed himself into the air.
Hehehe, finally I have some work to do.
"Ahhh, run!"
Run!
"Ahhh, pull me up, I don't have hands."
"I don't have hands either, let's just roll away."
Bang!!!
It created a crater some distance from the crowd.
"Huh? Your Majesty, I didn't throw it accurately again." He pouted, looking aggrieved.
He was just a child; it's normal that he didn't control his strength well. This is the sentiment of all those who fled for their lives.
Only his own people know the truth: he did it on purpose.
Intimidation tactics need to be real.
So many problems and not a single one has been exposed. Those people are lying out of wishful thinking. If we don't give them a warning, how can we continue?
Curly, who answered the question, was safe, but he was indeed frightened; the warm sensation between his legs was proof of that.
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