Wen Qing walked slowly to the living room. The bruise on her right shoulder was aching slightly, and her left elbow was stinging like needles. She couldn't stop crying.
It's so miserable.
What kind of suffering is this...
But at least I'm still alive...
Thinking of this, Wen Qing gradually stopped crying.
He is still alive.
He is very lucky.
He can survive.
After comforting himself for a while, Wen Qing went to the bathroom to wash his face and went upstairs to tell everyone about his discovery.
He went upstairs, but there was still no one in the study.
After hesitating for a moment, Wen Qing walked towards the third floor.
As soon as one foot reached the third floor, the footsteps suddenly stopped.
I don’t know if it’s because the bedroom door has poor sound insulation, or if the people in the bedroom were chatting too excitedly and didn’t control the volume, but Wen Qing, who was standing at the stairs, could hear their conversation clearly.
"Siwen, Yiyi, I think Wen Qing must be the guide." It was Gong Yunyun's voice.
"I know your specialties. Zhou Zhou and I announced them right from the beginning. Until now, only Wen Qing is still hiding them."
Gong Yunyun paused, not hiding her dissatisfaction at all, and continued: "Do you still remember how he didn't dare to talk about his specialties at night?"
"The system only said that there is a guide among us, but it didn't say that guide is an identity. Maybe his specialty is being a guide, so it didn't say that."
Wen Qing lowered his eyes and thought, although Gong Yunyun was targeting him for no reason, what she said did make some sense.
The system never said that a guide is an identity.
Have they fallen into some misunderstanding?
"Let's vote for Wen Qing tonight. We have three votes. All we have to do next is make sure the others get more votes than San Shao."
Gong Yunyun seemed to be walking back and forth in the bedroom. Wen Qing heard her pacing, which was hurried and a little nervous.
"Siwen, can you tell Zhou Zhou what I just said? If I tell him, he will definitely think I am targeting Wen Qing..."
"Ah, this, this is not good."
"But Yiyi can't talk to Zhou Zhou at all right now. Go talk to Zhou Zhou, and we can finish the game tonight and leave this damn place."
The four words "end the game" were very attractive. Li Siwen hesitated for a moment and responded softly.
"Let's go find Zhou Zhou now. I just saw him with that basketball-clad god. What's his name? Sikong?"
The next second, the bedroom door suddenly opened.
Wen Qing thought they would chat for a while longer, so he stood there in a daze, staring into the eyes of the three people in the bedroom.
Gong Yunyun was standing by the door, while Li Siwen and Chen Yiyi were behind her. Chen Yiyi was sitting on the bed with her head down, looking dazed, as if she had not yet recovered.
Gong Yunyun crossed her arms and looked at Wen Qing coldly: "Did you hear what we said?"
"You came just in time. Now I'll give you a chance to explain."
Her tone was haughty and tinged with sarcasm.
Wen Wei frowned slightly and pursed his lips.
Gong Yunyun has already determined that he is the guide, so no matter what he says now, the other party will think he is quibbling.
Because she had just cried, Wen Qing's eyes were a little red and swollen, and her hands were wrapped in bandages, making her look a little pitiful.
Looking at his appearance, Gong Yunyun felt a nameless fire rising in her heart: "Stop pretending to be pitiful."
"You can't think of an excuse? I tell you, pretending to be pitiful doesn't work with me."
Wen Qing frowned and spoke slowly: "I'm not pretending to be pitiful."
"I'm not thinking of excuses."
Gong Yunyun sneered: "Then why don't you speak?"
"Have you agreed?!"
As she spoke, she glanced at Li Siwen and Chen Yiyi behind her, her expression gradually becoming agitated. She seemed to want to control the expression on her face, but not only did she fail, her cheeks twitched slightly, and her expression became extremely strange.
Wen Qing hesitated for a while and whispered, "I don't speak because I have nothing to say to you."
"What the hell did you say?!" Gong Yunyun's expression changed, and the twitching of her cheeks became more obvious. She no longer looked as pretty as before, as if she had become a different person.
Suddenly, the bedroom door at the end of the corridor opened.
Zhou Zhou came out and asked in a deep voice, "What happened?"
This question seemed to be addressed to everyone present, but he was only staring at Gong Yunyun.
"fine."
Gong Yunyun squeezed out two words and slammed the bedroom door shut.
Wen Qing glanced at the closed door, then looked at Zhou Zhou in front of him.
Si Kong was still standing next to him. Si Kong glanced at Wen Qing indifferently, then returned to the bedroom and closed the door.
Only Wen Qing and Zhou Zhou were left in the corridor.
Zhou Zhou's eyes swept across Wen Qing's face and then fell on his left arm.
After a while, he was injured again.
Zhou Zhou had a gloomy face and strode to Wen Qing: "Was it Yu Xing who did it?"
Wen Qing was stunned: "W-what?"
Zhou Zhou lowered his head, and the next second, his attention was attracted by a circle of red marks on Wen Qing's wrist.
Obviously, it was because someone grabbed it hard.
After being caught, what will that person do?
Zhou Zhou's throat moved slightly, and he lowered his voice and asked again: "Did Yu Xing do all this?"
He stared at Wen Qing solemnly, his black eyes deep and unfathomable.
There seemed to be something wrong with Zhou Zhou.
Somehow, Wen Qing thought of Gong Yunyun, and he instinctively took a step back.
He shook his head and said to Zhou Zhou: "No, it's not him."
"I was washing dishes just now and accidentally broke a plate, and then hit my hand..."
Zhou Zhou lowered his eyes, still staring at his wound, as if he had not heard Wen Qing's explanation at all.
He questioned, "If it weren't for Yu Xing, would you have hit the porcelain pieces?"
Wen Qing took another step back, his back against the stair railing, feeling a chill.
Zhou Zhou grabbed his hand and covered the red mark on his wrist.
He held it tightly, and Wen Qing couldn't break free at all.
Zhou Zhou said slowly: "I just talked to Sikong, he will cast Yu Xing in the evening."
The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he said softly to Wen Qing: "As long as you throw Yu Xing out, you will be fine."
Wen Qing's heart skipped a beat, as if it wasn't his illusion.
Zhou Zhou has really become strange.
He stumbled and said, "But, but Yu Xing is not the guide."
Zhou Zhou's face suddenly turned cold: "Who said he wasn't?"
Seeing him like this, Wen Qing was a little scared and explained in a low voice: "He, he is holding the divine card, and, and he is too jumpy, he should not be the guide..."
Wen Qing tried to persuade Zhou Zhou: "If we vote wrong, not only will Yu Xing die, but a monster like the three-headed dog may also appear again."
"Don't worry, I just found an important clue in the study."
Zhou Zhou stared into his eyes for a long time, then raised his lips and said, "I was just joking."
No, you are not.
Wen Qing lowered his head, feeling very disappointed.
****
After realizing that Zhou Zhou had become strange, Wen Qing didn't dare to be alone with him anymore. He did not return to the bedroom in the afternoon but stayed in the study.
He placed the book "Greek Mythology" in the middle of the desk in the study and turned to the page about the three-headed dog. Everyone entered the study one by one and saw this short story, but none of them had any clue.
Time passed by minute by minute, and in the blink of an eye it was 8:30 in the evening.
There is still half an hour until the second vote.
Everyone sat around the long table, quietly waiting for the system to appear.
Wen Qing scratched his palm nervously, not knowing who to write.
His mind was full of the three-headed dog and nursery rhymes about finding friends, and he had no suspicion of anyone at all.
Suddenly, someone knocked on the table.
Wen Qing raised his head and saw Chen Yiyi resting her right hand on the table and knocking twice stiffly.
She was in much better condition than during the day.
When everyone looked over, she rolled her eyes slowly and said word by word: "I saw it."
Wen Qing looked confused. What did he see?
Chen Yiyi pursed her cracked lips and said slowly: "Last night, I saw someone who was gentle and light."
Before anyone could ask, she said a name: "Gong Yunyun."
Wen Qing was stunned and turned his head to look at Gong Yunyun.
Gong Yunyun seemed even more surprised than he was. She stood up suddenly, and the chair was knocked away with great force, making a harsh noise as it rubbed against the floor tiles.
Her eyes seemed to pop out of her head, and she roared, "Chen Yiyi! What nonsense are you talking about!"
"Why did I bump into Wen Qing?!"
Chen Yiyi stared straight at Gong Yunyun, her face twitching slightly, and her voice was like an old bellows: "Because you are the guide."
Gong Yunyun never expected that Chen Yiyi would actually doubt her before the vote.
She looked crazy and yelled at Chen Yiyi: "I am not that!"
"Chen Yiyi, you are the one who showed me the way, right? If you really saw it, why didn't you tell me this this morning? Why are you telling me this now, right after the vote?"
Wen Qing leaned against the back of his chair, watching the scene in fear and trepidation.
Zhou Zhou, Chen Yiyi, and Gong Yunyun all became very strange.
How long has it been?
“Tick-tick——”
At nine o'clock, everyone had a piece of paper and a pen at hand.
Chen Yiyi was the first to pick up the pen and write.
Wen Qing stared at the white paper for a while, then wrote the word "abstain".
【Voting is over, the votes will be counted now.】
【Player Yu Xing, two votes. 】
【Player Wen Qing, two votes. 】
【Player Gong Yunyun, three votes. 】
[Player Gong Yunyun, please open the door. 】
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