Weird Regulator

Perhaps the second round at the beginning should not be so chaotic and tragic.

As the shriveled ghost once said, it temporarily changed the way of playing this round, which makes people feel that it may be because of its intervention that the current result is caused.

No. 1 Wu Hao, told a big lie. He didn't seem to be as bad as he seemed, but was just pretending;

No. 2 Ge Xing, calm in the first round, panic in the transition period, but exposed the experience of meeting an unknown ghost in the second round;

No. 3 Hu Li, she has a supernatural thing hidden in her body. Whether she is a ghost or not, she can't escape death;

No. 4 Ji Li, the ghost entered the door but didn't ask;

No. 6 Shao Yongan, the ghost didn't even enter the door;

No. 7 Shen Qingqing, an inexplicable violation, and died tragically before voting.

From 1 to 7, each is complicated and weird, and no one is clean.

Now the second round of voting is about to begin. Faced with such a tricky situation, how should we choose?

Perhaps voting for No. 3 Hu Li is the safest choice. Whether she is an evil ghost or not, she will die sooner or later.

With a big cut on her abdomen, she will bleed to death in a cell without any medical conditions.

Missing her will not have any impact on the overall situation.

"The second round of voting begins. Choose the evil ghost in your heart."

The clone responsible for the "interview" has disappeared. The shriveled ghost has changed to a more relaxed posture. This time it sat on the platform and announced the news without any emotion.

"Manager Ji, Brother Shao, who do you vote for this round? I'll vote with you, right?"

No. 1 and No. 3, whoever you vote for is right, and whoever is more suspicious than Ge Xing.

After all, one is disguised from beginning to end, and the other is hiding from beginning to end, so he automatically keeps himself out of the matter in his words.

"Woo woo woo..."

"I...I..."

Wu Hao, who lost his tongue, and Hu Li, who was seriously injured and dying, both sobbed hard at this time, begging or arguing, but obviously there was no persuasiveness.

"Ge Xing."

Unprepared and without warning, Ji Li suddenly uttered these two words.

The cell space is a place dedicated to transmitting sound, and even covering the sound through supernatural power.

When these two words were said, the tone was flat, as if calling the name of an old friend, but behind it was a heavy life.

It seemed that a thunder exploded in Ge Xing's ears, and it just hit the top of his head. His ears were buzzing, and the whole person was spinning and trying to struggle.

"Ji...Manager, did you just order my name?"

Ji Li did not answer, and another thunderbolt was aimed at Ge Xing's heartstrings that were on the verge of collapse.

"I vote for number 2, Ge Xing."

Again, without warning, Shao Yongan added fuel to the fire of Ge Xing's death and set it on fire.

Ge Xing was shocked and stunned. He clenched the iron bars tightly and shook them madly. His body trembled abnormally like a sieve, and he shouted hysterically:

"You! Why are you two!

Wu Hao is a fake person, Hu Li is a ghost costume, you don't choose them, why do you choose me? Why!"

There is no basis for things in the world, they are always absurd and unreasonable.

Ji Li said nothing about it, turned a deaf ear, and continued to smoke with a calm expression.

Only Shao Yongan turned his head away, not daring to look at Ge Xing, let alone respond to his questioning.

Because he knew very well that Ge Xing was a sacrifice, and to survive, this one alone was far from enough.

"What's the reason? There must be another reason.

Could it be...did you find a way out?"

Ge Xing was completely panicked. He could only analyze this point, but he was completely unable to think about what kind of way out it was.

Just at this moment, a hand stretched out from cell No. 1, holding a blood-stained sweater with the number 2 written on it.

"No...no...don't..."

"2..."

When Hu Li mumbled "2", Ge Xing's struggle and madness became more intense, and the shaking of the iron bars seemed to tear down the entire door.

But then the torch next to cell No. 2 went out.

Ge Xing turned from arguing to screaming, one after another, one after another.

The roar of death was accompanied by strong resentment, towards the ghost, and even towards Ji Li and Shao Yongan.

In the completely dark cell No. 2, just like No. 5 Luo Tian, ​​no one was allowed to witness the horror of death, but the long process of death was intuitively revealed in the form of deafening sound.

The smell of blood and fresh blood slowly flowed out from under the iron bars of the cell, and the large pieces were no different from those in No. 5.

This terrible amount of bleeding, either dismemberment or slow slicing, corresponds to the slow process of death.

Time, under this terrifying high pressure, passed little by little.

It was so long that Ge Xing's screams seemed to have become a fixed background sound, and the lingering sound was still in the form of auditory hallucinations after he had already died.

Until the shrunken ghost sat on the platform and said to everyone:

"No. 2 Ge Xing died, he is not an evil ghost, the game continues.

In the third round, No. 1, No. 3, No. 4, No. 6, the four of you can walk out of the cell and conduct face-to-face discussions, analysis, and forced confessions...

There is no restriction on any method, as long as a new evil ghost choice is given after three minutes.

Start from now."

The game finally came to the third round.

This time, the way of proceeding was upgraded again.

From the beginning, everyone testified, to the ghost interrogation, and then to the gathering to discuss.

"Hua La La!"

The four remaining shop assistants only heard the huge lock on the iron bars that had never been opened "click" unlocked and fell on the sandy ground.

The cell that had trapped everyone for a long time was finally opened, giving them a certain degree of freedom.

Wu Hao was the first to walk out of the cell tremblingly. He stood at the iron gate, and did not walk to the center at the first time, but turned his head to carefully examine the periphery of the cell.

From cell No. 1, he looked at the platform, and from the platform, he looked at the shriveled ghost in the cage.

The blood-stained face was in a mess, but if someone looked at it carefully, they would find that this man who had always been cowardly actually had wisdom and tenacity in his eyes that were not easy to detect.

A hand stretched out from cell No. 3, followed by Hu Li, who was filled with pain. Every time she crawled forward, a bloody crawling mark would appear under her body.

But she didn't want to be locked up again even if she would be injured again.

"I... am not a ghost... I just made a deal with it... "

The vague voice came out of her mouth and could naturally reach the ears of others, but the other three didn't seem to care.

Finally, Ji Li, leaning on a cane, stepped out of cell No. 4, took only one step and stopped at the door, taking a puff of the cigarette in his mouth.

Hu Li in cell No. 3 was just behind him, still crawling forward.

Hu Li's head was only a few centimeters away from Ji Li's feet.

At the same time, Shao Yongan also appeared outside the door of cell No. 6 in a particularly tacit manner, and also did not move forward.

The two people stood guard at their respective doors and had a mysterious, obscure, and deep look at each other.

Then, Ji Li spit out the cigarette at his mouth, looked down at Hu Li at his feet, and raised his black wooden cane lightly.

Hu Li raised her head with difficulty. Her usually harsh and cunning face was replaced by misery and helplessness. The world in her eyes was bright and somewhat fake.

She saw a dazzling light falling from a high place, getting closer and closer until it crushed her brow bone, crushed her eyeballs, and crushed her brain.

"The sun...set..."