"You said the murderer stole my phone, not only to cut off contact, but also to cut off all possibilities of rescuing us. Now it seems that the filming crew is unlikely to come."
For a moment, everyone's face was filled with panic.
"See, I said she must be the murderer. She even thought about what the murderer would do next. Who else could it be but her?"
You Xichun pointed at Cen Yueyue and said.
Cen Yueyue was used to it and gave her a speechless face.
[Hey, that’s not right. If the filming crew doesn’t come over and they see this live broadcast, wouldn’t everything be exposed? 】
[I said it was very strange. Look, up to now no one has mentioned the live broadcast. Don’t you think it’s weird? 】
Doesn’t this further prove that this is a script? The production crew was exposed as soon as they watched the live broadcast, and they even staged a scene of a villa in the wilderness, which confirmed the script. 】
[Do you want the audience to call the police for you?] Why is no one speaking out? Where are the people from the program crew? What about publicity? 】
[To be honest, I'm starting to find this script scary. 】
[Nothing scary will happen next. 】
But what the audience in the live broadcast room didn’t know was that after the movie queen, movie king, and other staff members saw this live broadcast, they themselves didn’t know what happened.
Everyone is still waiting and watching, not knowing that what is next is the real hell.
Since Huang Ning didn't want to go out again and the others were afraid of wild monkeys, they had to give up the idea of waiting for others at the Broken Bridge.
After all, the only person who is not afraid of wild monkeys is now the suspect.
"The only good thing is that there is enough food here, so we can last even for a month."
At the beginning they bought a month's supply, and the cold storage was very powerful, so the vegetables could be kept fresh for a long time.
"I don't want to, I want to be happy."
You Xichun said fearfully.
"No, we are here."
Yu Jieqi said, if Cen Yueyue was really the murderer, could she have defeated so many men?
He is very confident anyway.
"Well, since you all think I'm the murderer but you can't find any evidence, why not lock me up? If someone dies in this situation, it means the murderer is among you."
Cen Yueyue took the initiative to propose it, and everyone agreed with her proposal. They urgently needed a reassurance to stabilize their emotions so that everyone could return to their previous lives, otherwise they would be worried every day.
So, after dinner, Cen Yueyue was sent to her room.
The handle of her door was caught by a mop and could not be opened from the inside, thus eliminating the possibility of her going out and killing someone.
At this time, the director's room.
"Director, do you really think it was Cen Yueyue?"
Huang Ning asked.
Because Cen Yueyue saved his life, if she was the murderer, there would be no need at all. Besides, she was too ostentatious. No killer would be so high-profile.
"I don't know, but whether it is or not, we need someone to take the blame so that everyone can feel at ease."
The director said this and started smoking.
In other rooms, Zou Yunshu was walking around. In her notebook, she drew the scene of Yuan Shumo's death.
You Xichun huddled on the bed, shivering.
Xie Erlan was holding a pen and stroking it lovingly, as if she was looking at her lover whom she had loved for many years. Her assistant was beside her and brought her the freshly heated milk.
Liu Chuxia looked at the strange stories in the wilderness written in her notebook and laughed softly.
Nangong Yi stood at the window, looking at the night outside, his pupils were dark.
Fei Zhemin picked up a photo frame, which contained a photo of Zou Yunshu, with a look of obsession on his face.
Bi Yuanshang looked at the boxes of condoms of a certain brand in the suitcase and threw them away in annoyance.
Yu Jieqi wrote down the names of all the female guests on toilet paper and then analyzed their strengths and weaknesses.
Dongfang Yuanming picked up a bottle of good red wine and was tasting it alone.
This night seemed so ordinary. When the audience in the live broadcast room thought that the live broadcast would be disconnected immediately, suddenly...
The screen flashed, and a skull covered in flames appeared in the dark live broadcast room.
There is a word written on it:
Trial time.
The success made all the audience who were about to leave stay.
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