[Zhongyingmei] Hear the sound

The fear of death, the hesitation of the unknown, and the unrealistic sense of being in control of life and death almost engulfed everyone present.

It's not that they didn't think about asking for help, but when they cast their eyes behind them, what they could see through the crack of the door were black muzzles of guns. Sacrifice for strangers?

But at the same time, fear is such a thing that is easy to break down. The successive deaths made the heartstrings of the people present collapsed to the nearest point. Things will be reversed at the extreme, just like a spring. Rebels appear, and people are creatures of the crowd. As long as one person resists, even if he fails, the seed of resistance will be planted in everyone's heart.

It may germinate anytime and anywhere, and then grow into a towering tree that shades the sun.

But fortunately, Hertel still has good eyesight, and he didn't give everyone too much time to think. He clapped his palms, and the microphone made a heavy muffled sound because of the knock. He smiled and said words of comfort, And Tarios was standing beside him, the bolt in his hand was already drawn, as if he was ready to fire the bullet in his hand at the next person at any time.

"Don't be too nervous, everyone. I said that I just want to play a small game with you, and then I will randomly draw a number. I hope this lucky one can give us some excitement and liven up the atmosphere—" While saying this, he picked up a cardboard box from the ground, which seemed to contain a number, and Arnott saw that Hertel closed his eyes slightly, and then stretched out his hand to pull out a note. At that moment, his His expression became a little strange, but this expression was only fleeting, and in the next second he had returned to his delicate and clean appearance, "This is really unfortunate news," he choked out a sad aria, his tone seemed to be Sorrowful and happy, "I think everyone is curious about the number that was drawn first, so I won't be fooling around. Next, I invite the number 2, Ms. Arnott Nirenus, to come on stage Come on, what we're going to do is a simple game, but don't worry, it's fun and easy."

"Oh, I almost forgot to mention its name, this game is called, guess the card."

After Arnott came to power, Hertel began to explain the rules of the game. Only then did the people below understand why the man said the game was easy—because it was really simple.

After the game starts, Hertel, who is the croupier, will give the person they sent to participate in the game, that is, a man named Celtis wearing a worker bee mask, a deck of cards. This card is brand new. , he can turn it over and choose it, but after thinking about it, he has to draw one of them and give it to Hertel, and then close the rest of the cards, and as another player in the game, Arnott needs to say After issuing the order, what was the card that Celtis handed over.

Looking at the pale and disheveled faces of the people below, one can know how speechless this is.

Thoughts, which are so difficult to prove, almost created a situation where Celtis would win the game.

Seemingly thinking of this, Arnott frowned, but soon she curled her lips, the smile on her face showed no sign of panic.

"Are you two ready?" the croupier Hertel asked.

"Of course." Arnott replied.

"Anytime." Celtis' voice followed closely behind.

"Let's get started, Miss Arnott, your thinking time is 5 minutes, Celtis, the time you can touch the cards is also 5 minutes, and after 5 minutes, the lady needs to tell me what the cards are in my hand. "

5 minutes...why is it taking so long?

If it's just luck, it doesn't take so long to think...

Is this intentional to give people hope and make people feel that there are loopholes, or is it deliberately used in this way to put another pressure on the already nervous people?

Arnott's intuition is the third possibility.

This time itself is the key to their victory.

If it is used well, this point can probably become a [turning point].

"Mr. Dealer, can I ask Mr. Celtis a few questions?"

"If it's not a problem in some aspects, of course."

Obvious caveat.

"Then," Arnott frowned slightly, "I would like to ask Mr. Celtis, are you single?"

"Not really."

"Girlfriend?" The syllables in the female characters were deliberately emphasized.

The other party was silent for a while, seeming to understand Arnott's meaning, and admitted in a rather uncomfortable tone, "Could it still be a boyfriend?"

"It seems that you have a good relationship."

"...you know my girlfriend?"

"You think too much, of course not." Arnott released a hand from the action of supporting her chin. She waved her palm and motioned the other party to look at her arm. "There are many flaws, for example, pink The colored couple watches, the scratches on the back, and the smell I smelled when you walked past me wearing a mask just now.

I am very familiar with the taste - if I remember correctly, its name is [Tender Township].

This perfume is often used as a promise of love, but when it was launched, its signature was a women's fragrance. It doesn't seem like you are the type to steal girlfriend perfume, so this smell is naturally from your girlfriend.

The taste of gentleness will not be too long, that is to say, in the past few days, you have had intimate physical communication with your girlfriend—"

"Cough cough."

What interrupted her was Hertel's coughing, and he glanced at her in what seemed to be a silent warning.

Arnott shrugged, "In fact, the most important judgment in my heart is pink. After all, if you don't love your girlfriend very much, how could you choose such a boring color? This is obviously between the two of you." Interest, oh sure," she shrugged, before adding, "If you really like pink, you can pretend I didn't say it."

Celtis found himself speechless.

"so what?"

"It's okay, I'm just chatting with you. By the way, it's Valentine's Day in a few days. Have you prepared any gifts? Although it's not February, every Valentine's Day is a worthwhile event." What about commemorative days?"

Celtis was blinded for a few seconds. He thought that the other party would ask some questions related to the cards in his hand, but he didn't expect that the other party seemed to be chatting with her, and he actually talked with him like this. his girlfriend.

This gave him a headache. Did the opponent give up the victory?

But that expression of calm victory, really made him minimize the possibility in his heart.

It's just about his girlfriend, and the issue is really sensitive. He was afraid that he would leak information about his girlfriend, so he simply closed the pile of cards that he had only shuffled twice, "The relationship between me and my girlfriend will never be because of such a few small pieces of paper." There is a gap because of a small gift."

His tone was so firm that people couldn't help but envy their firm relationship.

He has been emotionally touched by this way too many times, perhaps because of inertia, so when Celtis looked up and saw the mocking expression on the girl's face, his heart was full of tears.

"Oh, yeah. Hehehe."

The unspoken words hung on her face, almost like a capitalized doge expression.

"Your girlfriend seems to like pink very much...Speaking of which, is she a beautiful and lovely girl, or a coquettish and cute loli type?"

Celtis' hands trembled.

"Oh, it looks like a young girl, but it should be very petite, otherwise you wouldn't be so unconditionally loved." The comment that came out of the mouth was full of malice, "It really is an old cow eating young grass, but it is hard to spoil the flowers of the motherland. , but uncles and girls are also good matches these days."

Arnott smiled softly, and the light of the Virgin almost enveloped the earth, "Speaking of which, you should have bought your watch from a company under my family name, right? Not many, but I still remember the couple who came that day, they bought that pair of watches after arguing—you think it’s right? Well, there’s also [Gentle Township], this thing comes from mine Enterprises are in the pre-sale state, and the people who can get these two things can be counted on one hand in my impression, are you right—”

She deliberately stopped, as if to lower her voice, but in fact, in order to let the people below understand the situation at the moment, the microphone was always facing them.

"install……"

"5 minutes. Please tell me the color and size of the card."

After uttering the first word, Hertel interrupted her statement. He seemed to be covering up something—such as Celtis' true identity.

Being blocked, Arnott shrugged her shoulders, not in any mood of frustration. In fact, she knew that the other party would not let her say too much, so she kept asking questions on the sidelines until Celtis closed After reading the cards in her hand, she asked the last question step by step.

"Ah, I'm so nervous. I haven't asked anything about the cards yet, so let's just guess one." She didn't leave Hertel's cuff and the card that was turned upside down on the table, "Then I just guessed... 4 of hearts is fine."

She shrugged, showing a calm smile.

The card on the table was turned over, the pattern on it was clear, and it was a bit dazzling under the light. Hertel held it in his hand and showed it to the people below—it was indeed a 4 of hearts. .

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