The reason why An Ning's strange behavior did not arouse suspicion is because the show has just started recording and no one knows their own identity. Otherwise, given An Ning's current state, they could have accused her of countless crimes.
For example, she could very well be a serial killer.
Of course, people don't have that kind of suspicion now; they just wonder if Anning has some kind of problem.
Otherwise, how could his personality be so unconventional?
Qi Huan, the boy who had just shouted An Ning's name, looked at An Ning and wondered why she wouldn't respond. He scratched the back of his head, completely bewildered. "What's going on? Did An Ning discover some information? But she just came in!"
Upon hearing his words, the other guests, who had initially paid little attention, suddenly became serious. They glanced at An Ning and almost simultaneously started walking towards her.
Some people were so anxious that they even started running.
In the midst of this atmosphere of panic, no one noticed An Ning's subtle movements. Standing in front of the pool of blood, she suddenly lifted one foot, as if using her toe to pull something from the ground beside her. After the artificial blood had successfully soaked the white piece of paper, she used her toe to pick the paper out of the pool of blood again and slowly crushed it into pieces.
An Ning, sitting in this position, had no expression on her face, as if she were doing something insignificant and didn't care at all.
She smiled with satisfaction only after realizing that she had successfully crushed the snow-white shredded paper into a small ball. The smile was enigmatic and ever-changing, as if it only lasted for a moment.
Sitting in front of his computer watching the surveillance cameras in real time, Ang Lee was so astonished by what he saw that he was speechless.
"What is she doing?"
Ang Lee's voice trembled slightly as he looked to the side with a bewildered expression. That person was the designer of this scenario and the program's screenwriter.
The woman he was looking at didn't answer him immediately, but spoke after a long while, "I put that note down myself. It was handwritten by a guest, or if I remember correctly, by an explorer."
"What does she mean by that? Isn't she afraid that she might also be an explorer?"
"More than that, I feel she's afraid someone will discover her identity as an explorer; that's something only a serial killer would do."
"..."
After the other guests walked up to An Ning, she stopped moving and waited listlessly for the others to arrive.
Once everyone had arrived, she calmly shared her discovery: "There might be something hidden in the pool of blood. Why don't you reach down and touch it to see?"
Neither his words nor his actions considered the possibility that someone might be afraid.
Qi Huan looked at her with horror. "What are you saying? Is this something you can just reach out and touch?"
Ordinary people might not dare to do it, but An Ning does, because she is not an ordinary person.
Upon hearing Qi Huan's words, this abnormal person immediately became dissatisfied, raising one eyebrow and asking, "What's there to be afraid of?"
After she finished speaking, she did something that shocked and frightened everyone—
While everyone was shocked by An Ning's bold statement, An Ning suddenly squatted down, raised her hand, and grabbed a handful.
Perhaps fearing that touching it like this wouldn't be very effective, Anning repeatedly groped around in the pool of blood for a while before bringing back disappointing news: "Unfortunately, there's nothing inside."
Almost the instant An Ning finished speaking, the screenwriter standing in front of the computer spoke up with certainty, "She lied!"
Your tone should be as confident as possible.
Almost instantly, Ang Lee understood what she meant: "Did you put those things in there yourself?"
The female screenwriter nodded, affirming Ang Lee's words.
Yes, Anning lied, but nobody knew.
Because her hands were covered in blood, no one dared to approach her. Perhaps that's not quite right; maybe no one wanted to get too close to Anning at that moment.
After all, she looked terrifying with her hands covered in blood.
Yes, it was just scary before, but now it's reached the level of horror.
But An Ning didn't care at all. After seeing that everyone had taken a step or two away from her, she tilted her head and said, "You didn't notice? Aren't you all disappointed?"
By deliberately asking such a question, she made it seem as if she cared about it particularly. After hearing An Ning's question, everyone's faces showed a perfunctory disappointment. Seeing what they wanted to see, An Ning stopped asking and instead smiled and said to them with blood on her hands, "I'll go wash my hands first. I'm not used to the feeling of my hands being covered in blood yet."
Everyone was nodding subconsciously, completely ignoring what Anning was actually saying.
But Qi Huan heard clearly that An Ning had just said, "I haven't gotten used to the feeling of my hands being covered in blood"... What did that mean?
Qi Huan didn't dare to think too deeply, but he dared to speak, so he said, "Did you all hear that clearly? What An Ning just said? She said she's not used to the feeling of her hands being covered in blood... What does that mean? Does it mean she's experienced this before, and while she's not used to it yet, she might get used to it later?"
His words were truly chilling upon closer examination. Those who understood dared not respond easily, while those who did not were bold enough to speak up, saying, "Don't overthink it, it's just a habit."
It's possible that they didn't understand, but rather that they were simply bold.
After exchanging glances for a while, they decided to continue searching for clues. Their most crucial issue now was to find information about themselves so that they could deduce their identities based on the type of information.
Just like if someone wrote on an information card that they like to eat dragon fruit, and then dragon fruit appeared in the refrigerator of a serial killer's villa, then they could reasonably suspect that they are the serial killer.
Similarly, if someone writes on a message card that they like rabbit dolls, and a picture of a rabbit doll appears in a serial killer's villa with a bright red "X" drawn on it, then they can reasonably suspect that they are an explorer.
Once their identity is confirmed, the countdown to survival is officially on. Whether they die before their identity is verified or survive to the end as a serial killer or an explorer depends entirely on their abilities.
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Anning only realized that a little tail had been following her the whole way after she found the toilet.
But she didn't seem to care at all, focusing only on turning on the tap to wash the blood off her hands. Only after the water was flowing freely did she slowly ask, "What are you doing? You've been following me all this way, so you've already confirmed your identity as a serial killer?"
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