His women's clothing dumps all beings

"It's catfish," Zhen Weiliang sighed, "Catfish is here."

After catching sardines, if left unattended, sardines will easily die from lack of oxygen.But if you put in a few catfish, it will not be easy for the sardines to avoid hypoxia.This is the so-called catfish effect.

And these players have been too peaceful for long enough.

Wei Zhenhan nodded, the researcher girl froze for a moment, and quickly realized it.She subconsciously asked, "Who is Catfish?"

"Those who know the existence of the admission ticket." Zhen Weiliang looked calm.He already had such a conjecture when the task of everyone's identity was completed, and now it is partially confirmed.

After the last game, almost all those left behind were good people who would not take the initiative to attack, and it was almost impossible to expect them to kill each other.In this case, the system might intentionally release some catfish to disturb the clear water.

A maid entered the study and saluted.Wei Zhenhan left for a moment, came back with a frown, and said, "No. 3 left me a few books. No. 24 and No. 42, who studied royal classics with her, have been protected. The others, I'm afraid you need to go there." .”

Zhen Weiliang nodded, and immediately stood up: "I'll go right away."

By the way, he raised his staff, intending to replace the dress on his body with his usual riding attire.

However, before raising the staff, the familiar system prompt sounded: "Ding, No. 30, No. 57, No. 66, eliminated."

Zhen Weiliang immediately raised his staff, and while changing his clothes, his figure disappeared in place.

These three people are all editors or reporters of that newspaper.In addition to the three of them, there is still No. 26.

He must protect the remaining people as soon as possible and find out how the three died.

There is a clear division of labor between him and Wei Zhenhan, Wei Zhenhan is responsible for contacting the nobles, and Zhen Weiliang is responsible for the civilians.But civilian players are scattered all over the place, and it is not easy to protect them.If you can take it, you can take it, and if you can't, give a few scrolls.

The dance was held at night, and it is already early morning.Zhen Weiliang went directly to No. 26 home.

Teleported to the outside of bedroom No. 26, he wanted to knock on the door, but suddenly stopped.

The flow of magic is wrong.

After only a moment of stagnation, he knocked on the door with his magic staff without hesitation, breaking in easily.Seeing the two people in the room, his figure flitted past, blocking No. 26 behind him.The man turned around and was about to flee, but was hit by Zhen Weiliang's wrist and ankle, and immediately screamed in pain, the staff dropped from his hand, and the man half-kneeled on the ground.

In the spacious bedroom, the sobbing of No. 26 and the panting of the assassin came to his ears.

Zhen Weiliang patted No. 26's shoulder reassuringly, strode forward, and looked down at the assassin: "Who sent you here?"

no respond.

Zhen Weiliang didn't blink, and waved his staff casually, the assassin's forehead immediately glistened with sweat, his limbs became limp, he couldn't maintain his balance for a while, and collapsed to one side.

"Who sent you here?"

The assassin still refused to speak.Zhen Weiliang casually played with the staff in his hand, and the sobbing of No. 26 behind him gradually stopped.She whispered: "They were killed when I went out for an interview today. I was too scared to go out. He suddenly broke the window and came in..."

Zhen Weiliang waved his staff expressionlessly, the assassin's eyes widened and he stopped breathing.He turned around and handed a scroll to No. 26, and said, "Teleport to Brother Wei at a fixed point... that's No. 35. I'll go find someone else."

No. 26 sniffled, nodded nervously, and tore open the scroll.

And at this moment, the system beep sounded again.

"Ding, No. 38, No. 43, and No. 54 are eliminated."

Numbers 31 and 78 are in theaters. No. 78 is originally a well-known director, and No. 31 is a coser, who can be regarded as half an actor. What they play is also a drama director and actor.As soon as Zhen Weiliang arrived at the entrance of the theater, someone stuffed a newspaper with "Death Threats Encountered!Who did rising actor Raistlin offend? ".

It's clear who said it.

Zhen Weiliang's heart tightened.The newsboy who delivered the newspaper realized that this person was not ordinary after handing it over, and Zhen Weiliang grabbed his hand when he was still in a daze: "Where's Raistlin?"

The newsboy subconsciously shook his head: "I don't know, it seems that after he received the threat, he disappeared with the director he had a good relationship with."

Both of these people have no magic power, Zhen Weiliang has no way to find someone according to the magic power.He turned to enter the theater, but stopped suddenly.

He looked down at the newspaper in his hand, his complexion gradually complicated.Time waited for no one, he only paused for a moment, then crumpled the newspaper in his hand and threw it away.

He doesn't have to stick to those who don't trust him.

go to the farm.He handed over many people to the care of Farmer No. 49, which happened to be convenient for him to take them away this time.

The beautiful figure of the "girl" disappeared in place.The paper ball was blown by the wind and rolled on the ground.During the tumbling, a few lines of words were faintly blurred.

"Director, do you have any doubts?"

"Raistlin and I have a suspect, and there will be no one else but her, but I didn't expect it so soon..."

"You mean, who have you offended?"

"It's not to offend, it's just that each other is a life-and-death relationship. You can't offend, you can only hide."

……

The players on the farm are sitting around the round table eating melon seeds and drinking tea. As soon as No. 20 saw Zhen Weiliang, he rushed over, and his whole body was almost hung on Zhen Weiliang: "Ahhh, I'm so scared that you finally came!!!"

Zhen Wei smiled and patted her: "It's all right, I'm here, don't be afraid."

Although I was a little prejudiced against this girl at the beginning... But I have to say that the reason for the prejudice is because Zhen Weiliang almost became her.

After all, he also came from the countryside. He even worked as a left-behind child for more than ten years. He was facing the loess and his back was facing the sky since he was a child.Even though he was very lucky to be admitted to the best university and took a different path from his former friends, he was still very sensitive to the familiar atmosphere.

Because of his sensitivity, he also paid a lot of attention to this girl.Fortunately, she is kind at heart, and now the two actually have some kind of sisters, no, brother and sister meaning - although No. 20's physical age is older than Zhen Weiliang.

In her, Zhen Weiliang once saw another self-a self who did not work so hard, was not so lucky, surrendered to the class of his parents in a society where the class was becoming more and more solidified, but always had ambitions for the future.

Of course, he also knows that after graduation, he still has to face a lot.Maybe he is still the "phoenix man" that the girls say is not suitable for marriage, maybe the fact that he is gay will make his parents unacceptable, but he has already walked out of that mountain village, and even survived the nightmare of the first two worlds, he There is nothing to be afraid of.

So Zhen Wei smiled coldly and hugged No. 20 again.

In the next second, his actions seemed to press the pause button.

No. 20 caught the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hands in surprise, opened his mouth, and finally said nothing, just smiled at him.

Her pale lips were stained with blood, becoming the last color on her pale face.

"My lord, my stomach hurts! My lord, help—"

"Help!"

"Number 6, save me—"

……

The chaos lasted 5 minutes.

Zhen Weiliang dipped the blood from No. 20's lips and smelled it.It is a special poison.He picked up the cup on the table and smelled it, whether it was plain water or coffee, there was this poisonous smell.

"No. 20, No. 49, No. 62, No. 75, No. 77, No. 84, eliminated."

The person in Zhen Weiliang's arms has not completely cooled down yet.He stared blankly at the woman with her head bowed in front of him, and it took him a while to feel the pain in his arms and legs as if he had just woken up from a dream.He didn't let go, but knelt down.

Beside him, the people who were talking and laughing at Yan Yan had collapsed, including the servants in the farm.Only No. 7 was still standing there relying on the death-free card, his eyes were blank.

Zhen Weiliang suddenly remembered that No. 57 of the newspaper also had a death-free card.So, number 57...

Did it die twice?

Looking at his own experience, how can the death-free card bring people back from the dead? He can be resurrected even after being burned like that. What kind of death did No. 57 experience?

He was silent for a moment, then slowly put down the girl in his arms, stood up, and walked towards number 7.

"Who poisoned you?" he asked.

Number 7's eyes snapped back to focus.He looked at him in shock, his lips trembling: "No, it's not..."

"Who made you poison?!" Zhen Weiliang raised his voice.He has completely calmed down.

"I...I didn't..."

"You don't?" Zhen Weiliang sneered, and didn't even bother to explain, "Did you forget that I have a puzzle card?"

Number 7 was breathless.

Zhen Weiliang looked at him coldly: "I advise you, just be frank..."

Before the words were finished, No. 7 suddenly brought up the dagger that he did not know where to find and rushed forward.Zhen Weiliang didn't even move, the magic barrier had already bounced him away.

"I'll give you one last chance." Zhen Weiliang lifted the staff, the bottom of which was made of diamond into an extremely sharp shape, even without the input of magic power, it was enough to penetrate a human body, "Who?"

"I don't know!" No. 7 finally broke down, "That person gave me a pack of poison, saying that we are in a relationship of life and death, and if they live, I will not be able to live, and threatened me that if I don't poison, I will die—— "

"What kind of person?" Zhen Weiliang looked at him coldly - this teammate from the first game.

"He's covered in robes all over his body, I don't know him!" No. 7 cried bitterly. Although he was somewhat "society" but quite infatuated, he cried in embarrassment, "I just want to live! I want to live!"

Zhen Weiliang remained expressionless, but dropped his staff.The sharp front pierced through the heart, but No. 7's brain was still conscious, and his face was distorted in severe pain.

"Just give you a good time."

He turned and seemed to have disappeared.

After a while, the twitching body on the ground finally calmed down.Then, an incredible scene happened—his heart was actually repairing itself bit by bit, and the skin on his chest and the back of his chest also returned to smoothness.

Number 7 struggled to get up, showing a twisted smile.

It hurts...it fucking hurts.

Stupid No. 6, even if he was assigned such a role, wouldn't he still let me go?

Fortunately, I didn't accompany them to die once like that person said, otherwise it would be over.

But I have to go quickly, in case "she" finds out that I'm still alive... No matter what, I have to live to the end.

Before he fully recovered, he crawled to the side of several corpses, groped around, and finally found what he wanted.He carefully put away the two dark blue metal pieces, turned around, leaned on the fence to support his body, and walked to the place prepared in advance, panting violently while walking.The pain in his heart seemed to remain, so he had to stop and rest after he didn't go far.Just then, a hand fell on his shoulder.

The hair is creepy.

Turning back slowly, that extremely beautiful face smiled quietly at him, and there was no smile in those bright eyes that looked at him without blinking.

"Ahhhh!!!"

……

"Ding, No. 7 is eliminated."

Zhen Weiliang turned around expressionlessly.

The blood spread and leaked on the ground, but there was no fluctuation in his heart.

He did leave just now. After all, time waits for no one. It is only one person who can be saved.

He also guessed that No. 7 must have kept the death-free card, but he also deliberately let No. 7 die twice.

It's an apology.

He didn't even bother to take this person's death-free card.

The three mercenaries are unwilling to come to Wei Zhenhan's castle, but the mercenaries are quite loyal inside, so it should be fine if they are cautious.The interior of the church is relatively safe, and the only three players in it are the nurse who is familiar with Zhen Weiliang and who is a nun this time.The four noble knights, enough to protect themselves, did not come.

After confirming everyone's situation, he went to the place where the three reporters died.The body had already been buried, and the bloodstains were still looming.

Zhen Weiliang began to call the system: "System, for the culprit behind it, how far can the puzzle card solve the puzzle?"

System: "Ding, combined with the player's prophetic ability, you can see the perpetrator's face."

Zhen Weiliang nodded: "Okay, consume a puzzle card."

His own puzzle card has indeed been consumed, however, he killed number 7.

After No. 7 poisoned the six players, the puzzle cards for No. 20, No. 62, and No. 77 also came to him.But it seems that someone used one, and he only got two puzzle cards.

This is also the reason why Zhen Weiliang couldn't let him die easily - in the last game, these three people were enough to be called his teammates who shared weal and woe.

And his teammates were poisoned to death by just one person.

It was his mistake, if he hadn't gathered these people together, they wouldn't have died so easily.

But Zhen Weiliang also knows that self-blame is useless.

He wants to avenge them.

It's not just for the three of them, and the target is not just No. 7 or even the people behind him.He will not let go of the system that drags the player into the game, the group or individual behind the system.

The number of puzzle solving cards decreased by one, and he also saw the perpetrator's face clearly.

Not unfamiliar.

Zhen Weiliang lowered his head slightly, and looked at the two admission tickets in his palm—he got them from No. 7, and their original owners had already died in No. 7's hands.

No. 7 didn't take a closer look after he got it, so he didn't know that after the two tickets were combined, something changed.

They melted—and, congealed, formed new patterns.

The author has something to say: The 17 saved manuscripts that can be sent a day are only until the NO.17 of next month!It will be gone after a year, it will be gone after a year!I want code words, I want Riwan!