Those years when I was the overlord [Quick Transmigration]

Xia Bei was taken aback.He always thought that the first person to die was Jack, but he didn't expect it to be hemp!So it is because the hemp stalk is dead that the balance of the world is disrupted.

Who did this?Why did he do this? Does he not want to live anymore?

"Hehe, you've exposed your secrets." The fat man smiled darkly: "Tie him up and throw him down. Just use this tower, so you don't need to waste bullets."

Xia Beixiang took a step back and glanced at the gate of the tower building. The gate was still blocked by cabinets. Even if he wanted to run, he couldn't.

"Wait..." No. 11 said: "Since he said that there is a gap in the door chain, let's go up and have a look together. If he is the murderer, why did he say that No. 62 came to him after three o'clock? Then It's just too stupid."

Due to No. 11's face, everyone went back to the fourth floor and checked Xia Bei's door chain.

"It is true that the door chain has been broken, but this does not clear your suspicion." No. 11 frowned and said, "Actually, everyone in this tower is suspected. At the same time, people outside are also suspected. After all, you It is very likely that information was leaked when I went out yesterday. The number 62 may have been killed by someone using skills."

Number 11's words made Fatty tremble all over.Thinking of what happened at dinner yesterday, and the death of No. 62, I was so nervous that I couldn't breathe.

Seeing his appearance, No. 11 didn't say much, and only ordered Xia Bei to cook for everyone.

The fat man still didn't dare to eat the food prepared by Xia Bei, so he went back to the room alone and locked himself inside.

During the day, several groups of people came up from the village.They walked around the tower for a long time, and tried to knock on the door again.Because the iron gate was strong, he had to return without success in the end.

By the evening of that day, the number of people on the left side of the sky dropped sharply, and five more people died at once, turning into a number of 92, which probably means that a certain team was completely wiped out.

After dinner, No. 95 returned to the room one step ahead of schedule.

This time, No. 11 was not in a hurry to leave, but waited for Xia Bei to clean up all the dishes before following him upstairs.

Xia Bei was just about to close the door, but No. 11 said to him, "You move the quilt to my room."

Xia Bei: "Why?"

"You are the most suspect, I will put you under my nose and watch closely." No. 11 said.

Xia Bei: "..."

However, half of the chains in his room were broken yesterday, so it was already very unsafe. No. 11 has a gun, and it has always been good to him. It is a wise choice to hang out with No. 11.

As soon as Xia Bei entered, No. 11 locked the door.

After No. 11 got out of the way, Xia Bei stood up and pushed the cabinet over.

After doing all this, Xia Bei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When he came back to his senses, he found that number 11 was holding his hand and gun, staring at him with complicated eyes.

"You are not afraid that I am the murderer." No. 11 raised his eyebrows, his expression was very cold: "Or...you are the murderer, so you blocked all the way out?"

Xia Bei raised his hand helplessly, and leaned against the wall: "No...I just believe in you...Although you didn't say it clearly, you have actually saved me three times. If you want me to die, you don't need to use that effort at all. .So that person last night was definitely not you."

No. 11 seems to accept his statement.Put away the gun and asked: "Then who do you suspect? If you are not the murderer, the person who killed No. 62 can only be among No. 57 and No. 95."

"I don't think it's No. 57 either." Xia Bei said, "He heard that No. 62 died today, and the fear on his face doesn't seem to be faking."

"You mean... No. 95?" No. 11 hooked the corner of his mouth: "It's pretty much the same as I thought."

"You suspect number 95 too?" Xia Bei asked.

"Don't you think... her problem is the biggest? No. 62 died. She is a girl, but she is not nervous at all."

Xia Bei: "..." You are also a girl, you are calmer than her, hey!

"It's just that I still don't understand..." Xia Bei looked at No. 11 for a while and said, "If you didn't lie, it wasn't No. 62 who was looking for you last night, then who would it be?"

"Do you know ventriloquist?" Xia Bei said suddenly.

No. 11 pointed a gun at his nose in the next second: "Speak well!"

Xia Bei: "..." What's wrong with him!What he said was pure ventriloquism!

"Venturi... I'm talking about the technology that can imitate human voice..."

No. 11: "..." Isn't that what she thought?She raised her eyebrows and glanced at Xia Bei, put the gun away and said: "Go on." "

"A ventriloquist can imitate many voices. If the murderer is a ventriloquist, he may be able to imitate the voices of many people."

Xia Bei still remembered that he had learned a text before, which was about the skills of ventriloquist performers.

The ventriloquist inside can simultaneously imitate thousands of people shouting, thousands of children crying, thousands of dogs barking...

It was only in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties that folk artists were so capable, not to mention that in this unimaginable world, everything is possible.

"Your way of thinking makes sense." No. 11 pondered: "But according to your thinking, you believe that the murderer is among us. Don't you suspect that an outsider killed No. 62?"

"I can't say the specific reason, but I'm sure the murderer must be among us." Xia Bei said with certainty.

Just when No. 11 was about to say something, there was a violent crash downstairs.Not long after, Xia Bei heard the fat man yelling, "Come down and help! The outside is about to attack!"

Xia Bei glanced at No. 11 calmly, fearing that this was another scam by the murderer yesterday.

On the 11th, he took a look outside and said, "It's true, let's go down and help."

So Xia Bei moved the cabinet that he had finally moved away again and again.When I ran downstairs, I saw the fat man and No. 95 were already below. The fat man was pushing the dining table to the door and sitting on it, trying to stop the attack from outside.

On the other hand, No. 95 stood tremblingly and cried, "What to do~ what to do~ what to do? You are going to die, what to do."

"Shut your coercive mouth!" Even the fat man who loves Hongxiang and Yuyu can't stand No. 95 howling in his ear like this: "Why did you come down, come and help!"

"It won't work like this." No. 11 said, "They have more people than us, and you are blocked here. I will teach them a lesson from above."

No. 11 turned and went upstairs, Xia Bei thought she was going to the sentry tower to shoot.Unexpectedly, after a long time, he suddenly heard a heavy muffled sound...

Then there were screams one after another, and the force to push the door disappeared, as if everyone had run away.

Number 11 clapped his hands and came down the stairs.

Xia Bei asked, "You didn't shoot?"

No. 11 said as a matter of course: "There are too few bullets. Save as much as you can. To deal with this kind of shit, there is no need to shoot. I threw No. 62's body from above, and it didn't hit their people. But in their It fell to pieces next to it, brains splashed all over, someone vomited on the spot, and now they all ran away."

Xia Bei: "..."

Fatty: "..."

number 95:"…………"

Xia Bei carefully looked at No. 11's thin arms and legs... She was a girl, but she was able to carry the corpse directly from the roof and throw it off the building, so she was not a vegetarian.

In any case, the attackers were driven away, and everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.Fatty was even more afraid of No. 11.

He returned to the room first, but rushed out again in two steps, shouting, "Where is my name tag! Who stole my name tag!"

It turned out that the incident happened suddenly just now, and the fat man closest to the hall had no time to get his backpack, so he rushed down to block the door.As a result, when he returned to the room, the food and name tags in the backpack were gone.

"It must be you!" The fat man pulled the breech and aimed at the unsuspecting No. 11: "You went up there alone for so long just now, and you stole my name tag!"

"Stop it!" Xia Bei shouted, "No. 57, if No. 11 stole your name tag, can you point a gun at him now?"

"And you! You and her are on the same team." The fat man has completely lost his mind: "From the very beginning, I wonder why number 11 keeps talking for you. You must have colluded long ago to make me Get rid of No. 62!"

"You want to get rid of me! It's not that easy! I won't die, I won't die!"

There was a "bang" gunshot, and the fat man pulled the trigger.

Xia Beifei rushed forward to snatch the gun from the fat man, and rolled with him.

The bullet flew past No. 11's head. No. 11 yelled, cursed the Three Character Classic, took the opportunity to take out the gun in his hand, and the gun crashed into the fat man's hand.

The fat man screamed, and the gun was finally snatched by Xia Bei.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!" Without the gun and the name tag, the fat man, who knew he was helpless, shivered while clutching his shot hand, begging No. 11 to let him go.

On the 11th, when she was about to shoot, Xia Bei stopped her and said, "Forget it. If he doesn't have the gun, he won't be able to make any troubles. Let him fend for himself."

Number 11 took a deep look at Xia Bei, and turned his gun against his head.

Xia Bei: "..."

"Give me the gun." Number 11 said coldly.

I helped her just now, but now the other party has turned his back on her.

"Give me the gun, don't make me say it a third time!" Number 11 said it again.

Xia Bei had no choice but to hand over the unheated gun to No. 11.

No. 11, who got the two guns, took a step back and said, "Now go back to sleep, all of you."

Everyone returned to their rooms without saying a word.Xia Bei followed No. 11 upstairs, not knowing where he was going to sleep tonight after the chaos just now... His quilts were all in No. 11's room.

Fortunately, when he reached the door, No. 11 didn't let him in.

Xia Bei closed the door tremblingly, and pushed the cabinet back to the door to block it.

I saw No. 11 sitting on the bed, looking at himself with complicated eyes and saying, "Come and sit down."

Xia Bei: "???"

He walked up to No. 11 and sat down obediently. Number 11 suddenly pinched his forehead with one hand and looked at him carefully.

Xia Bei: "..."

He frowned and said, "You little girl, it's not good to insult a man like this."

"Why, sit still? Or do you like men?" Number 11 asked.

Looking at No. 11's evil smile, Xia Bei suddenly felt hot all over.

The other party is a woman, and she is a very beautiful woman. Although he likes men, why does he blush when he is looked at by this woman?

Seeing Xia Bei's reaction, No. 11 seemed to have lost interest. She let go of her hand and said, "Warning! Don't try to trick me. Get lost, you can go to sleep over there."

Lie down on the 11th, Xia Bei rolled quickly to the corner and wrapped up the quilt.

Maybe it was because there was a big guy with a gun guarding him, or maybe it was the fat man's injury that stopped the murderer. Nothing happened that night. Xia Bei slept for the first time since he entered this world, and he had no dreams.

The author has something to say: This world is neither scary nor supernatural. Yesterday's chapter was just a test of the waters.Since everyone thought yesterday's chapter was okay, then I can let go of writing the next chapter. (grinning)

There was a very powerful little angel yesterday who actually guessed the stalk of imitating the voice...