Please Stop Pretending To Be a Cute Newcomer!

Seems like Brothers in Distress would be more appropriate?

He was typing away and was about to send the replacement words when Lu Qi's news appeared before him.

7: "We'll talk about it later."

What can I say then?Are they tied for the last place or are they both fallen in the world?

Arriving at the Bell Tower Station was at noon, and the afternoon passed quietly as the players continued to exchange food and endure hunger.

It was already dark outside the window, the sky was covered with a thick layer of clouds, a pale moon hung alone above the head, and there was no starlight to be seen.

The door of the carriage in front of the seat opened, and a flight attendant in an old-fashioned uniform appeared behind the door.

Shen Qingcheng was so close that he noticed with sharp eyes that the flight attendant in front of him was different from the one who exchanged food for them in the afternoon.

There was a little blood on the cuff and trousers in front of him.

Shen Qingcheng was very strange, if there was anything he could be satisfied with about this old and broken train, it would only be hygienic.

The "Harmony" looked old, rusted and painted in many places, but it was clean.Even if the player is dead, all traces will disappear after they find it.

Why is there blood on the steward who is inseparable from the train "Harmony"?

He could remember that there was no blood on the other party's body when they met for the first time, but he couldn't remember whether the blood stain appeared yesterday or today.

Half of the face of the flight attendant, who was as thin as a bamboo pole and covered with clothes, was hidden in the shadows. His surprisingly large mouth opened and closed, and his voice was hoarse and hoarse like sandpaper.

"Tonight's rules...unlimited number of people..."

It is still for the players to choose who they doubt, and there is no limit to the number of people they can doubt.

This is easily reminiscent of the four figures seen outside the window in the afternoon, and many players who originally planned to fill in casually became agitated.

The flight attendants may be misleading them, but what if?

What if not?

The person in the shadow raised a big smile, Shen Qingcheng stared at this exaggerated smile and slightly narrowed his eyes, the curve of the corner of his mouth was very familiar.

Paper and pens appeared on the small table again, and the players took up their pens to fill in their thoughts one after another.

Only the seat number of a passenger can be filled in, so there is no possibility of filling a vacant seat.

Shen Qingcheng picked up the pen, and after a little thought, he also wrote down a seat number on the paper.

He filled in himself.

The completed note disappeared and appeared in the hands of the flight attendant. After reading the note, the flight attendant moved his head to the seat where Shen Qingcheng was.

He began to publish the answers filled in by each player.

As expected, the four players with figures flashing outside the window were far ahead in the number of times they were suspected, and among them, Shen Qingcheng was the most suspected.

This is easy to understand, Jin Da and others want to kill him and Lu Qi, but his seat itself is relatively forward, so when Jin Da and others vote, he will have more votes than Lu Qi.

In addition, his behavior of casting himself surprised everyone.

Shen Qingcheng looked back, he wanted to see the expression of the person who voted for him, but he didn't expect to notice Lu Qi who was frowning at him first.

He curled the corners of his lips to signal the other party not to worry.

After reading the votes, the flight attendant put away the slip of paper, grinned silently, "A passenger...voted for...everyone except himself..."

Some of the players bowed their heads deeply.

Isn't this the low-profile version of him that kills other players?Shen Qingcheng thought, but voting alone won't kill people.

"Seat 1, row 1... the most votes..." The flight attendant looked at Shen Qingcheng, seat 9, row [-] with only two slits in his eyes, "[-] votes..."

Hey, 14 out of 9 people left voted for him, what a compliment.

He himself voted for, well, self-love.

"But...he's not..." the flight attendant continued.

"The person who voted wrong...sit back..." The corners of his mouth got bigger and bigger, and his face became more and more ferocious, as if he couldn't restrain his anger, "Civilized rides...no slander is allowed!"

This is the first time it has been clearly announced who is not a ghost.

Many people in the carriage turned pale immediately.

9 votes, among these 9 votes, all those who voted for Shen Qingcheng have to sit 9 rows back.

But even if Shen Qingcheng voted himself, he would not be the player sitting in the last row tonight.

A player who couldn't accept this reversal stood up abruptly, his eyes met the expressionless face of the flight attendant, and finally held back his words.

The flight attendant laughed twice, and the door of the carriage closed again.

The person who stood up said: "Why! Why are the people who voted today go to the back!"

Shen Qingcheng answered him with great interest: "Because I'm not a ghost, are you angry?" He smiled.

The man kicked the chair vigorously, and said bitterly as if declaring something: "I won't go to the back, don't even think about it!"

The other players who were not transferred to the last one calmly finished adjusting their seats.

At this time, a weeping female voice said: "Jinda, I voted with you because you said that I could get the luggage in this way. I'm afraid, and I don't want to go to the last row."

A long-haired girl tugged at Kinda's sleeve, tears streaming down her face.

Jin Da carefully avoided his injured hand, then pushed the person away, and said impatiently: "Go, go, what others say is what they say, so why don't you give me your luggage when I tell you? Don't think about it." Everything depends on me!"

The girl staggered, and grabbed Jinda again, "You can't do this! I voted because you promised me that he is a ghost!"

"To put it bluntly, don't you want someone else's luggage? Don't pick yourself up so clean," Jinda sneered coldly. He pinched the girl's wrist and forced her to show pain before letting go. "I'm in a bad mood right now. Alright, don't mess with me!"

"Excuse me, excuse me." Shen Qingcheng, who was dragging his suitcase and woven bag, said politely.

Seeing him, Kinda snorted and sat down.

The girl clutched her wrist and flinched aside.

After this adjustment, there are almost no players left in the first few rows, and most of the players are concentrated in the middle.

Shen Qingcheng was originally in the second row, but after being adjusted to the 9th row, he sat in the 11th row.

Coincidentally, Lu Qi, who received 5 votes, also sat in the 11th row.

Shen Qingcheng, who was carrying the luggage, walked to the right seat in the 11th row, smiling, "Hello, can I take the seat inside?"

Lu Qi: "I can't." Actually got up and asked Shen Qingcheng to go to the position inside.

Why did my big brother Lu change his skin? I'm afraid it's not a snowy mooncake.

He looked at the luggage at his feet.

Lu Qi: "Go in, I'll come."

So Shen Qingcheng went in and sat down with peace of mind, while Lu Qi put his luggage away before returning to his seat.

Shen Qingcheng continued with the plot, "What do you call the monk? My surname is Shen. I just came back from abroad, so I don't know much about this place yet."

Lu Qi endured the pain in his head, "My surname is Lu, shut up."

He nodded, "Okay."

Once it is quiet here, the movement in front is obvious.

The bodybuilder is beating people one by one. He said in the afternoon that he would kill anyone who dared to vote for him.

At that time, no one answered, but when voting, several people still filled in his seat number.

So now the angry bodybuilder is rolling up his sleeves to settle the case. Those who give bribes to luggage can be let go, and those who don't will be beaten severely.

Accompanied by the screams of several beaten players, someone asked, "Is there a problem if those two didn't sit where they should sit in the back?"

Someone replied: "I don't know, but even if they were unlucky, they should be the ones, right? Besides, do you dare to say this to a man?"

The man said: "Forget it, no one else mentioned it." He didn't want to be this early bird.

This time there were supposed to be two players sitting at the end together, the male player didn't go, and the female player saw that the male player didn't go, so she didn't go either.

Will there be any accidents if the player does not sit where he should sit?

Shen Qingcheng felt that the chances were high, otherwise the link of changing seats would become meaningless.

But at the same time, as the player said, things haven't happened yet, and no one wants to be the first to speak out.

After thinking for a while, he took out two silver needles, kept one for himself, and handed the other to Lu Qi, "Give me a needle if you see me dozing off."

Lu Qi didn't answer.

Shen Qingcheng: "Do you find it troublesome or are you reluctant to prick me?"

Lu Qi: "...under normal circumstances, I won't fall asleep."

But Lu Qi fell asleep the previous two nights, so it was abnormal.

How can this be done.

Shen Qingcheng looked at his own Bai Shengsheng's fingers, he had to think of a way, otherwise his fingers would be useless if he did it a few more times!

After thinking about it, he cruelly gave himself a shot.

The blood squeezed out from the fingertips was wiped on the eyebrows and temples of the two, Shen Qingcheng said: "I don't know if it will help."

Then he saw Lu Qi's current appearance, a handsome man with a cold face, a little red mole between his brows, he immediately laughed, and after laughing, "Don't say it, it's pretty pretty."

Shen Qingcheng, who said others were good-looking, didn't know how eye-catching he was with a little red dot on his top.

……

As the night deepened, the voices of the players in the carriage were inaudible, but they were snoring very loudly.

Shen Qingcheng covered his mouth and yawned, and soon fell asleep with his head tilted.

Lu Qi came a little later, pinching the bridge of his nose wearily, but finally couldn't resist the deep sleepiness.

The lights on the roof flickered and then went out suddenly, everything was silent, everything was submerged in the night.

despair.

despair.

The sound of bamboo poles being tapped faintly came from my ears.

Shen Qingcheng raised his eyelids in confusion, and ten centimeters in front of him, his eyes were bent downwards, and the corners of his mouth were raised, it was a bloody smiling face.

Suddenly, smiling eyes met his.