Chapter 2196 2207 [Replay] Asking for monthly votesヽ(〃〃)~
No matter how vicious Vermouth is, she is not his boss after all.
So after perfunctorily answering her question, Vodka quickly got back to the point: [The murderer, the victim, and the murder weapon were all chosen correctly, big brother is wise!]
Vodka entered the results one by one and distributed the small black coins that everyone had bet on.
A bunch of words popped up in the chat box, half a smile, half a curse from Chianti.
Vodka skillfully filtered out the scolding with his eyes, and when he saw Chianti, he said, "Haha, I bet right!"
Vodka glanced at her records: the murder weapon was indeed correct, but everyone was right about this, so it was ignored. As for the others, the "dead" Chianti bet on the long-haired woman, and the "murderer" she bet on the dark-skinned man.
Vodka: "..." What the hell! Obviously none of them are right!
I was shocked, I thought I had entered the wrong result.
But he soon remembered something and looked through Cohen's records again. Then he found that this taciturn guy had bet on the dark-skinned man in the "Dead" column, but bet on the long-haired woman in the "Murderer" column.
If I remember correctly, it was Chianti who asked him to bet both times.
Vodka looked at the murderer whom he had guessed correctly and touched his chin thoughtfully: She actually guessed it right?
When facing Uzo, it is undoubtedly more important to find the dangerous murderer than to guess the deceased - because no matter who the deceased is, you must be prepared to be suddenly targeted, it makes no difference.
But if the murderer can be accurately identified, then prevention will undoubtedly be more targeted, which can greatly increase the probability of survival and being uninjured.
"Let me see who has bet on the murderer..." Vodka counted them one by one.
"Brother chose the long-haired woman, and he made the right choice. This should be inferred from the 'KIX' in the deceased's mobile phone."
Vodka muttered to himself, "Although no other evidence had been found at that time, based on this real death message left by the deceased, we can roughly guess who the murderer is. After all, airports are places with a lot of people coming and going. My brother and I have been there many times to carry out kidnappings and assassinations. For airport codes like this, we can tell what it refers to at a glance."
"Brother is wise! But..."
Vodka sighed: What is the purpose of guessing the murderer? Isn't it to predict the danger, find the surface danger source before the murder happens, and then stay away from it appropriately?
But the message of death... this is something that only appears after a person has died. Inferring it from clues is not called prediction, it is called reasoning.
"Next time we have to make the deadline earlier." Vodka wiped his face silently, "But forget it this time. The most important thing is that big brother has fun." After all, holding on to big brother Gin's thigh is also an effective way to reduce the mortality rate.
After seeing Gin's bet, Vodka continued to read on.
"Curaçao... huh?"
Vodka typing: [@Curacao, why did you vote for that woman in a knitted hat? ]
This woman's reasoning ability should be strong, and she was often sent around the country by Rum, so she should know the airport better than he did. But she actually made the wrong choice?
Curacao felt a vibration in his pocket: "..."
She jumped down lightly from the air vent and knocked down the last target in front of her with the butt of her rifle.
Afterwards, Curacao removed the equipment from the man, found the key, opened the locked door, and called a few peripheral members to come in and clean up.
After her subordinates were busy and orderly, she stepped aside and glanced at her cell phone.
Glancing at Vodka's message, Curacao's eyes turned grim: "..."
Why vote for the woman in the knitted hat?
It’s all because you, a bastard, suddenly closed the market!
Curacao would glance at her phone whenever she had time, but she still had to spend most of her time on tasks. Unfortunately, she was also busy in the second half of the day, so she missed some messages.
When I had time to look at my phone again, a ten-second countdown suddenly popped up.
In just ten seconds, Curacao didn't have time to look back at the surveillance video. She thought quickly in her mind and could only guess based on her intuition.
——First, the dark-skinned man. Among the four suspects, he is the only one who does not have an alibi. Although this may be a counter-trap set by Uzo, it would be too stupid to bet on it and guess wrong, so he is ruled out.
Then there were the remaining three people. Chianti asked Cohen to choose the long-haired woman, because this sniper's luck and intuition were not very good, so she was also ruled out.
All that's left is the knit hat woman and the steel man.
There are no clues and the information is incomplete, so I can only guess based on my intuition.
With only two seconds left in the countdown, Curacao gritted his teeth and threw the woman in the knitted hat.
——She remembered that Wu Zuo was a little interested in Akai Shuichi, and he had persecuted a hapless knitted hat on the plane before. Maybe this guy has a special liking for knitted hats.
Although there is no evidence, it’s still a choice between two options. What if I guess right?
Curacao voted.
Then it was wrong.
Curacao: “…”
...I didn't expect that the knitted hat was just a passerby this time.
She quietly put away her phone and pretended not to have seen Vodka's message: I was busy and had no time to check my phone. It was just a small loss of a few Ukrainian coins. It was not a big deal. She didn't care. Not at all.
And she wasn't the only one who was unlucky - if I was not mistaken, Vermouth didn't vote at all, and it was not known whether she was entangled by Uzo at the scene.
Curacao comforted herself like this, and then suddenly felt something was wrong: Belmode had shared this case, and there was a small black coin reward. And she didn't invest, so although she didn't make any money, she didn't lose anything either.
...So I am still the worst?
It was all Vodka's fault. Why cut the game off so suddenly? They should have given people some time to review the video.
Curacao's eyes twitched slightly, and he mentally made a note of this stupid colleague. Then he pressed the exit key hard and closed this unpleasant little program.
…
Vodka@Curacao didn’t get a response, so I went to look for Chianti.
Chianti did pay attention to him, but his tone was particularly infuriating: [Hahaha, guess what.]
Vodka: “…”
...This damned woman! She scolded Vermouth for her mysticism every day, but ended up becoming mysterious herself.
But it was not a big problem. The sentence "guess" made Vodka suddenly remember the conversation they had during the case.
If I remember correctly, Vermouth has asked this question once before.
Chianti did not answer, but Cohen responded - when Suzuki Sonoko saw the bloody "S" at the scene and guessed that the long-haired woman was the murderer, Uzo encouraged her.
"I see! Uzo's attitude is reflected in such details." Vodka felt that he had gained a lot.
But then he felt something was wrong: "But this is a clue that only appeared after the crime! The person is dead, what's the point of guessing the murderer? Unless it's a serial murder case, but Wu Zuo actually prefers to kill one person accurately alone. Serial murders only occur when he is in an excited mood."
(End of this chapter)
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