Kiss me today and die

Whether the noble lady is really dead or not, the bloody smell that gradually spread to the audience gave the answer.

The six people who voted looked at each other in dismay, anxious, and the panic on their faces seemed more real than that of girl No. 7.

Even if they told themselves over and over in their hearts that this was just the effect of the show, they didn't just vote to kill someone casually.But Xia Ren believes that many players should be like him, and have gradually felt the distortion and abnormality of this program. The death of Lady No. 8 has deviated from the effect of the program.But it is really difficult for ordinary people to believe that someone really died so easily in front of them.

But this is the reality, people are dying every second in the world, and only a few of them can die vigorously.Most of them are like noble ladies, so ordinary that they seem fake, so abrupt that time seems to have stopped abruptly, and the cause of death is only someone else's inadvertent mistake.

In the suffocating silence, the Hanfu girl on the 7th suddenly collapsed.

It can't be regarded as a sudden explosion, it should be that the previous series of blows happened too fast, and her brain couldn't react enough to deal with all the situations.You can only drift with the tide until everything is over before you wake up from the dream.

Her mother died.

Her mother's struggle before death was to draw a gun to sacrifice her.

All the culprits are sitting at this table, looking away, unwilling to face reality.

The judge continued to broadcast in a steady, unhurried manner: "The game continues, and we will introduce the nine players one by one."

"Wait, don't you have any other explanations?" A player with an old man's voice asked. This is the only old man in the room, No. 5, wearing a priest's robe of the Illuminati, "What's the matter with that lady?"

Girl No. 7 was lying on the table, crying hysterically, her shoulders were shaking constantly, and the embroidery on the Hanfu was extremely dazzling.

"Player No. 8 is out, and the game continues." The judge's voice did not fluctuate at all, like a cold machine.

"How about a way out?" The uncle on the 2nd also stood up and spoke out. The uncle still had photographic equipment and an interview pass hanging around his neck, so he seemed to be a reporter.

"Tch." The judge sneered.

That was the first time Xia Ren realized that the master behind the voice was a real human being with emotions.

"Since you are so unwilling to give up, then I will satisfy you."

To Xia Ren, these words sounded more like the judge had been waiting for this moment, full of wickedness.

A platform rose up from the center of the round table, filling the hollow space, and on the platform was the corpse of a dead lady.She was not killed by a pistol. The gunshot should have been self-defense or shot at her daughter. The lady died of other unknown reasons.There was no wound on the surface of the corpse, but the lady's hands and feet were deeply nailed to the table with silver nails.There is a weird and twisted feeling.

On the 9th, a submissive and thin man vomited on the spot, causing the stomachs of other people to feel heavy and uncomfortable.

Girl No. 7 desperately wanted to rush to the table, but she was beaten down like a Zhongdian, and she sat slumped on the booth with a pale face.

"You are breaking the law!" Someone finally shouted the words that should have been shouted long ago.

But the reason why it was not shouted out early is that everyone knew it was nonsense. If the people behind the scenes were afraid, it would not have made such a big splash.

The judge's words were full of superior mockery and banter: "Now, can we start the game?"

"If we don't play together..." someone shouted in troubled waters.

"Then we're all out." The judge's voice once again returned to the coldness that showed no mercy.

Someone turned around and wanted to find the door and the way they came here, but found that at some point, these had disappeared out of thin air, just like those baffles.

They're stuck, and everyone realizes it.

The reporter uncle on the 2nd was panting heavily, as if he was very unconvinced, but he endured it. Number 9 didn't even dare to vomit, she was too timid.

Even girl No. 7 had to calm down from extreme grief.

Xia Ren was calm from the beginning to the end, expressionless.

because……

According to the question he asked the judge in his mind (it was really possible, Xia Ren just wanted to try), the werewolves in the bad guy camp can "kill" people at night, but this killing is in quotation marks, not real death Yes; the good camp can vote to exile a suspected werewolf player during the day, which is not a real death.

Only when the bad guy wins, or the good guy wins, the game comes to an end, and the party judged to be the loser is out, is real death.

Therefore, the moment when the game is about to end is the best time for them to fight back.

Xia Ren didn't think that showing anxiety and urgency before that would help them escape, and abnormal emotions would easily affect their judgment.Even though he was very worried about his friend Zhong Wan, he still forced himself to calm down.

Then he really calmed down.

Sometimes even Xia Ren is surprised by his inhuman self-control.

"Then let's introduce the nine players present one by one." The judge repeated again.

"Player No. 1, male, youth, student."

"Player No. 2, male, adult, reporter."

"Player No. 3, male, youth, werewolf kills the anchor."

"..."

This player introduction can be said to be quite perfunctory, and there is no sincerity at all.Probably the judge didn't want to express any sincerity, but just wanted the players present to know who his future teammates and opponents were.

The information given is simple but concise.

For example, everyone already knows that player No. 3, Brother K, is a game anchor, or a game anchor who specializes in Werewolf Killing. He will have an advantage in this warm-up mini-game.

In other words, if Brother K has not been "killed" out of the game, then he has a high probability of being a wolf in the bad guys camp.

After the introduction, Xia Ren further observed the expressions of each player. After the occupation of player 3 was introduced, almost everyone paid attention to player 3 abnormally.This shows that everyone has marked Brother K in the threatening column in their hearts, and it also shows that probably very few people in the audience have been exposed to the game of werewolf killing.

In other words, No. 3 is the greatest threat.If he was a good guy, the bad guys would have "killed" him before he had a chance to function.On the contrary, if No. 3 is a bad guy, then the werewolves of the bad guy's team will definitely hope that Brother K will lead the team and lead them to victory.

Number 3 probably realized this too, his young and rebellious face was full of indignation at the introduction of his identity.

Xia Ren also knew how to play Werewolf. Driven by Zhong Wan, a fanatic, all the boys with good relations in the dormitory were dragged to their dormitory by Zhong Wan, and played a few games.

Xia Ren believed that he and Brother K were not the only ones who could play, but everyone hid it.

Looking around, two of the seven men and two women at the scene can't be seen in depth. They are No. 4 wearing a hood and No. 10 wearing a mask.This time, with everyone's expressions highly focused, No. 10 didn't do anything extra to Xia Ren. Xia Ren even felt that he understood that the other party abruptly blocked the urge to blow him a kiss.

People who can still be so relaxed at this time, either have a lot of ease, or have a brain hole.

Everyone basically pursed their lips tightly, which was a defensive attitude in the face of unknown dangers.

But everyone has the same doubt in their hearts: What kind of dangerous game is it that chooses a board game like Werewolf to decide life and death?It's easy to play, but I always feel like I'm joking.

Brother K on the 3rd is probably used to being a game anchor, and in the face of specious unknowns, he still has the courage to ask the judge for everyone: "Do we need to play a game first, try the hand feel, and understand the rules of the game by the way? Otherwise, this game Only by weakening me can the balance be achieved."

Number 3 is saving himself.

But the judge coldly refused: "There is no rehearsal in life, and there is only one life. Please cherish the opportunity."

"What should we do?" Hanfu girl No. 7 finally spoke out, with uncontrollable emotions in her tone.She finally came out of grief and reached another level—anger.

She wanted revenge, and alarm bells rang in everyone's hearts.

"Draw cards." The judge seemed very satisfied with the change in the attitude of girl No. 7, a sense of order and chaos.

Nine identity cards, including three werewolves, three gods and three villagers.Werewolves are on the bad side; gods and villagers are on the good side.That is the "three VS six" pattern.Among them, players with the status of gods also possess some special skills.

As for what skills are, this is the next step to worry about.

As number 1, Xia Ren was the first player to draw cards, and the other eight players were all focused on him, trying to see clues of his identity from his face.

But Xia Ren has a natural poker face, not to mention he still wears the sunglasses that Zhong Wan forced on him, no one can see the emotion in his eyes.

After his identity has been determined, Xia Ren has more time and experience to analyze every next player.The eyes of the player who drew the more important identity card are definitely different from the eyes of the player who got the villager card.Whether it is a wolf that can kill at night or a god with special abilities, they all have some confidence.Only unarmed ordinary villagers will appear less stubborn.

Just like Xia Ren, he drew a god, and subconsciously felt a little bit of security, and there was no way to hide such emotions in this tense moment.

After reading the cards, No. 10, the last one, raised his head and looked at Xia Ren beside him accurately.Obviously he couldn't see No. 10's eyes hidden behind the mask, but Xia Ren always felt that No. 10 was looking at him all the time.That gaze is as substantial as it is everywhere, making Xia Ren...

...I really want to blow the opponent's head off.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Di Gong: This is the gaze of love! love!

Xia Shou: Which angle do you use to hit the opponent more painfully?