Wen Qing looked at Si Kong nervously.
Sikong closed his eyes slightly. His eyelashes were not curled, but long and drooped down, almost reaching his lower eyelashes, which inexplicably added a touch of softness to his sharp facial features. However, his brows were still furrowed, as if someone owed him millions.
Wen Qing waited patiently for a while and saw that Si Kong had no intention of telling him who he suspected.
He organized his words and said, "I, I've told you my thoughts, shouldn't you..."
Sikong raised his eyes, looking unhappy: "Should what?"
Wen Weiwei shrank slightly and said softly, "We should, we should reciprocate..."
Hearing this, Sikong raised the corner of his mouth and said in a cold voice: "Who told you to say that?"
Maybe because he was a little angry, his voice was two degrees higher than before.
The voice and the tall stature frightened Wen Qing so much that he quickly apologized: "I'm sorry."
Sikong made a disdainful sound, stared at him for a while, and asked, "Are you going to cry again?"
Wen Qing pursed his lips. He was just a little panicked, but he could hold it back for the time being.
"No."
Without a word, he trembled a little. Sikong's face became even more ugly: "You cry for such a small thing, what are you going to do in the future?"
Although Sikong's attitude was not good, Wen Qing understood the meaning of his words.
Sikong was a little angry that he was crying so much.
From childhood to adulthood, many of Wen Qing's classmates and friends have said similar things.
He knew that these words were not meant with malice, but rather contained a sense of disappointment.
Sikong seems... not that fierce?
Wen Qing quietly defended herself: "Crying is a very normal physiological reaction that is difficult to control."
"And if you cry, it's like venting your emotions."
Wen Qing thought for a moment and said slowly: "If you want to cry, I won't laugh at you."
Sikong: “…”
"I won't cry."
Wen Qing seemed to see a flag standing tall.
Of course he couldn't say this in front of Sikong. He hesitated for a moment and said to Sikong dryly, "You are amazing then."
Sikong: “…”
Wen Qing thought he had misunderstood what she meant, and quickly explained: "I didn't mean to be sarcastic, I was just praising--"
The voice stopped abruptly, and in the blink of an eye Sikong walked out of the bedroom and in front of him.
Wen Qing looked up at him, thinking that Si Kong was going to carry her out again, so she quickly grabbed her collar and consciously left the bedroom.
The next second, Sikong closed the door and stood in the corridor.
The light in the corridor was very bright, shining on Wen Qing's face. Her large light brown eyes were like a pair of transparent and clean glass beads, with a faint hint of water.
Sikong paused for a second, then quickly looked away and said impatiently, "I suspect you are the guide."
Wen Qing looked at him blankly: "What?"
Sikong frowned and uttered four words: "Reciprocity is the norm."
Wen Qing finally realized what was going on. He didn't want to say it just now...
He tilted his head to look at Sikong's profile, and suddenly realized that he was a sullen-faced tsundere.
Pretty cute...
Wen Qing's fear of Sikong gradually disappeared.
His dorm leader in college was also this type of tsundere. Wen Qing was afraid of her at first, but after getting along with her for a long time and being able to understand the true meaning of her words, Wen Qing started to stick to her.
Thinking of the dormitory head, Wen Qing suddenly felt that Si Kong was quite kind.
He blinked and asked in a low voice: "If you doubt my words, then why didn't you vote for me the last few times?"
Sikong pursed his lips tightly: "I told you, because my vote is insignificant."
Wen Qing looked confused. Sikong had said the same thing not long ago.
Does it mean that it’s useless for him to vote alone?
Or is there another meaning?
Wen Qing couldn't think of it, and after a while, he said softly: "That... I'm really not a guide."
Sikong pulled the corner of his mouth: "If I say you are, then you are."
Wen Qing: “…”
I don't want to know what you think, I want to know what I think?
It was the first time Wen Qing encountered such a scene, and he didn't know what to say. After a while, he felt that the atmosphere was so quiet that it was a little weird, so he said dryly: "Do you like watching variety shows too?"
Si Kong had a blank expression on his face and walked towards the stairs.
Wen Qing hurriedly followed, jogging while trying to figure out what Sikong meant.
Although Sikong has a sour face, he has been helping me these days.
You just said that you suspected that you were the guide. Could you be saying that on purpose?
After thinking about it over and over again, Wen Qing still couldn't figure it out. He just had a hunch that Si Kong must know something.
In short, I definitely know more than him.
Wen Qing followed Si Kong and whispered, "What do you think? If the vote is tied tonight, will we not have to go to open the door and get three more chances to ask questions?"
Sikong paused and said slowly, "There is no mention of tie in the rules of the game."
Wen Qing asked: "Does that mean nothing will happen?"
Sikong sneered: "That means the system can be used freely."
“He doesn’t like things that are out of the rules of the game.”
Wen Qing was stunned and couldn't help asking, "Are you an old player?"
Why does it sound like you've been through a lot?
Sikong pursed his lips, ignored him, and went downstairs indifferently.
He was unwilling to say, and Wen Qing did not ask any further questions. He followed behind Si Kong and continued to mutter, "I don't think any of us look like guides, but the system said that there is a guide among us, and it won't lie to us..."
"Could the guide be a three-headed dog? Its relief is in the villa, so it is one of us. And when it appears, it wants to eat people and doesn't want us to leave here."
The more Wen Qing spoke, the more he felt that the answer was the three-headed dog. He didn't notice that Si Kong had stopped and bumped into his hard back.
Wen Qing's nose felt sore from the pain and his eyes instantly turned red.
"You talk a lot."
Sikong turned around and when he saw Wen Qing's face, the impatience on his face froze and disappeared.
Crying again...
trouble.
Wen Qing had tears in her eyes and her vision was blurred, so she did not see Si Kong's expression change.
Sikong frowned and said coldly: "Continue."
Wen Qing was confused: "Ah?"
Sikong: "Keep talking."
Wen Qing nodded in confusion and continued, "Also, the three-headed dog sings when it appears. The nursery rhyme the system sings must have a meaning. It might be the real guide dog."
"The system may have deliberately used the word 'guide' to confuse us. In fact, it is just a guide dog..."
When he reached the second floor, Wen Qing paused and turned to look at Zhou Zhou's bedroom.
The door was closed, so I couldn't see or hear anything.
Sikong followed his gaze, stared for a moment, and frowned even more tightly.
Wen Qing was a little worried about the teacher and Zhou Zhou, and was struggling over whether or not to go over and take a look.
Sikong seemed to see what he was thinking and said, "Go downstairs."
"Oh." Wen Qing nodded and followed Sikong downstairs.
In the bedroom
"Vote for Chen Yiyi tonight."
Zhou Zhou slowly raised his head and looked solemnly at Ji Yu who was standing at the door.
Ji Yu smiled, as if he didn't say that just now.
Zhou Zhou's voice was slightly hoarse: "You know she is not."
Ji Yu curved his lips and said calmly, "Yu Xing is not one of them either, so why did you vote for him?"
Zhou Zhou frowned and said nothing.
Ji Yu lowered his eyes and looked into Zhou Zhou's gloomy eyes.
After admiring it for a moment, he said, "You want him to die because of Wen Qing."
"I also want Chen Yiyi to do the same thing," he paused and said lightly, "Just think of it as me doing it for Li Siwen."
Zhou Zhou's expression changed: "You are a teacher."
Ji Yu said gently: "I am just teaching Li Siwen a valuable lesson."
By this calculation, he is also a dedicated life mentor.
"Vote for Chen Yiyi tonight, and I'll vote for Yu Xing with you tomorrow night."
Zhou Zhou's expression relaxed slightly: "Why should I believe you?"
Ji Yu chuckled: "You can only trust me."
Zhou Zhou's face suddenly darkened.
"As a reward, the teacher reminds you that Wen Qing doesn't like the way you are now."
After saying that, Ji Yu opened the door and walked out of the bedroom.
*****
The waiting time seemed very long, but when it reached half past eight, it seemed that time had passed very quickly.
Wen Qing stared at the clock ticking away. Ten minutes before the vote, footsteps were heard on the stairs.
Zhou Zhou, Li Siwen and Chen Yiyi went downstairs one after another.
Wen Qing glanced at Zhou Zhou out of the corner of his eye. His face was stern, and although it was still a little gloomy, he seemed a lot calmer than in the morning.
He thought that perhaps the teacher's persuasion was successful.
Worried that Zhou Zhou would go crazy again if he sat with him, Wen Qing did not sit in his original seat, but changed his seat to one farther away from Zhou Zhou.
Fortunately, Zhou Zhou did not follow and still sat in his previous seat.
Wen breathed a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, a female voice sounded in my ears: "Wen Qing, have you decided?"
Wen Qing turned his head. Li Siwen walked behind him without knowing when, staring at him closely: "Have you thought it through?"
“The vote is coming up soon.”
Wen Qing pursed his lips and dodged back: "I've thought about it."
"That's good," Li Siwen smiled and said confidently, "Tonight will definitely be the last time."
Chen Yiyi walked straight to Wen Qing's right side, pulled out a chair and sat down.
Seeing this, Li Siwen left with brisk steps.
Wen Qing looked at Chen Yiyi's profile. She had lost a lot of weight, with no flesh on her face, high cheekbones, and huge dark circles under her eyes.
Wen Qing opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but didn't know what to say.
In the end, he shut up and started counting the votes for Chen Yiyi.
Eliminate yourself first.
Next came Sikong, Zhouzhou and the teacher. Zhouzhou targeted Yu Xing. If Sikong didn't follow him and vote for the three-headed dog, he might vote for Yu Xing. The teacher probably wouldn't vote for Chen Yiyi either.
Li Siwen and Yu Xing are left...
If you count it all, only Li Siwen's vote is certain. Even if Yu Xing voted for Chen Yiyi, he would only have two votes.
There is a good chance that the vote will be tied tonight.
Just as I was thinking about it, it was nine o'clock.
The clock ticked and white paper and pens appeared in everyone's hands.
Wen Qing held the pen tightly and wrote the three words "three-headed dog".
After writing it, he was afraid that it was not specific enough, so he quickly added a few words at the front.
[The black three-headed dog that bit Wang Jing to death and left after shaking her hand]
Wen let out a breath, put down his pen, and glanced to see Chen Yiyi on the right slowly writing the word "abstain".
He was stunned. He was not surprised that Chen Yiyi gave up, but was surprised that they were able to secretly see the answers written by others.
Wen Qing didn't have the energy to peek at other people the first few times. On the other hand, he felt that the system wouldn't let them see other people's tickets...
As I thought about it, a warmth spread across my fingertips.
Wen Qing lowered his head, and the white paper in his hand burned up.
"Tick-tick, tick-tick, tick-tick..."
The sound of the second hand turning echoed in the living room, extremely clear.
【Voting is over, the votes will be counted now.】
【Player Yu Xing, two votes. 】
【Player Chen Yiyi, three votes. 】
Wen Qing's eyelids jumped and he looked up in disbelief. Why did Chen Yiyi have three votes?
Who else voted for Chen Yiyi?
Sikong? Zhouzhou? Or teacher?
He slowly looked at the others; their expressions were the same as before, with no change.
Wen Qing couldn't see anything, she only saw Li Siwen's face full of excitement, her eyes shining, staring at Chen Yiyi excitedly, she seemed to be still muttering, "It's over, it's over."
[Player Chen Yiyi, please open the door. 】
Hearing her name, Chen Yiyi shuddered and her body shook slightly.
[Player Chen Yiyi, please open the door. 】
Chen Yiyi stood up numbly and walked slowly towards the door.
She stood in front of the door, looking down at the round knocker, and couldn't help sobbing.
Wen Qing heard her cry clearly and his heart trembled.
[Player Chen Yiyi, please open the door! 】
Chen Yiyi raised her hand tremblingly and grabbed the door knocker.
There was a crisp crash, and the disgusting smell of blood filled the living room again.
The smile on Li Siwen's face froze, and the taut string in his mind snapped.
"Impossible, impossible..."
"Why not...why not her!"
“I, I…”
Her cheeks twitched, her expression gradually became dazed, and she murmured, "It's impossible, how could it be wrong, it can't be wrong..."
Wen Qing clutched his palms tightly, feeling a chill down his spine.
He suddenly discovered a pattern.
Every night, one person dies, and then one person goes crazy...
It is impossible that the system did this, the system obscures important information.
Players were dying or going crazy, as if someone was maliciously manipulating this game...
Who is it?
Wen Qing's hands and feet were stiff, and now there were only three people left awake.
Sikong, Yu Xing, or Teacher Ji?
Suddenly, the cold voice of the system sounded in the air again.
【Attention, all players. Attention, all players. 】
[One player voted for a three-headed dog, and another player voted for a three-headed dog. ]
【The three-headed dog baby was very angry and decided to complain to his father. 】
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