Not long after leaving, the program team's notice came from the indoor audio: "Players, please note that there are still thirty minutes left before the voting of all members. The countdown will be displayed on your mobile phone screen. Please decide the candidate for suspected killer within the specified time and go to the dining table to complete the execution together."

Is time so tight? Xia Xiqing frowned unconsciously.

Such a game is similar to werewolf killing. Everyone's identities are in the black box and no one can see them. They can only suspect each other. Even voting is conducted through a disguised secret method like a mobile phone. No one knows who the people around them will vote.

If you make a decision in a hasty way, you may kill innocent people by mistake and even affect the final result.

To be honest, this is just a reality show, an irrelevant game, but Xia Xiqing hates the "gameover" that fails the most. He is the kind of person who lives to pursue victory.

You cannot make a decision casually, if there is no evidence to prove the facts.

Xia Xiqing led Shang Sirui to the room of the hostess before and met Cen Cen and Ruan Xiao who were still inside. Until this moment, Xia Xiqing still believed that there was a killer among them, but he had no evidence and there were not enough clues to testify.

If it is tempted... it is too easy to be exposed.

"Xi Qing," unexpectedly, Ruan Xiao actually called him first, "I want to ask you some questions about painting. I don't know much about art."

Xia Xiqing smiled gentlemanly, "Of course."

Shang Sirui laughed, "I don't know why, the scene of you two in the same frame made me imagine the romantic love story between the noble lady and the artist hahaha."

The atmosphere became much more active because of the tense countdown, but Cen Cen broke the delicate balance.

There was always no expression on her cold face, but at this moment she showed a little suspicion. The crimson lipstick made her face even colder. "Are you studying art? I can't understand why a person who studies art can solve these problems so quickly? Is it all up to your artistic talent?"

Although these words are reasonable speculations, anyone who does not understand Xia Xiqing may say such words, Cen Cen obviously has more hostility, so Xia Xiqing feels very uncomfortable, and to be precise, unhappy.

But he still replied with a smile, "I am a person who studies art, but mathematics is my hobby. As Van Gogh said, his paintings are precise calculations. An artist who can be called an excellent person often has a deep mathematical foundation or a sensitive sense of mathematical smell."

Shang Sirui, who was standing aside, laughed at the second half of the sentence, "Xi Qing is also very good at painting, but his math is really good. When we were in that room just now, many of them were solved by Xi Qing, at the level of a great god."

Xia Xiqing frowned slightly. This was a very subtle and short action. He felt that it was wrong in his heart, but he couldn't tell whether it was because of who said it was wrong or because of the atmosphere.

"Is that?" Cen Cen smiled, "I have been guessing that killer himself also has more information about ordinary players, otherwise he would have suffered a loss when fighting alone. So...what if you are not an ordinary player himself?"

She asked this... Are she testing herself or biting her back? Xia Xiqing was not sure, but he knew very well that his current situation was very dangerous.

Everyone was waiting for Xia Xiqing's answer, but saw him showing a flawless smile, looking friendly and gentle, but his words were very decisive.

"If I were really a killer, the first thing I had to do was to 'kill' Zhou Ziheng."

Cen Cen obviously did not expect that he would say such things. In her eyes, Xia Xiqing and Zhou Ziheng were equated with allies, "But you have been together since you cracked the room, you are not..."

"What now? Am I with him?" Xia Xiqing put his hands on his chest and leaned against the wall with a smile. "Where is Ziheng now?" His eyes scanned the people around him. Ruan Xiao's face still had no expression. Cen Cen stopped talking. Instead, Shang Sirui laughed dryly, "It's impossible. I don't think it's Ziheng. He has always been very serious about solving puzzles..."

"So too." Xia Xiqing blinked, "Aren't I solving the puzzle very seriously?"

He paused and continued, "I will tell you a very important piece of information. From the beginning, my escape was more difficult than Zhou Ziheng. My hands and feet were tied up, and even my eyes were covered. But he could easily escape easily. You might as well think about it, how could the program team set the killer so hard? On the contrary, Ziheng. The clearest idea from the beginning was him. According to Cen Cen's point of view, could he have obtained the script?"

After saying that, Cen Cen looked at Xia Xiqing with a complicated expression, and Xia Xiqing looked at her fearlessly. After a while, Cen Cen raised her foot and was about to leave the room, but was stopped by Xia Xiqing, "I advise you not to find him. If he is really, his identity is discovered, you will definitely not be able to survive."

Cen Cen's steps stopped. Although she was not so willing, she had to admit that Xia Xiqing's words were indeed reasonable.

Xia Xiqing observed the expression on her face and smiled secretly in her heart.

Mathematics can only be regarded as a hobby, and teasing people is what he is really good at.

He couldn't let himself be cast out like this. If he had such a rhythm, he believed that it would not be able to shake people like Ruan Xiao, which was ineffective interference, but Cen Cen was different. If the tickets she had given to him at the beginning, then now after being disturbed, he might give them to someone. This would seize the gap for him to survive. It would be irrelevant to have Cen Cen's votes for more security figures like Zhou Ziheng.

But who would Shang Sirui vote for? Xia Xiqing looked at him, but found that he was in a daze, as if he was thinking about something.

"Don't guess for now," Ruan Xiao calmly broke the deadlock, "You'd better tell me these paintings." Xia Xiqing nodded undeniably, stood up straight and walked to Ruan Xiaodi, raised his hand and pointed to the "Nameless Girl" on the wall, "Do you want to ask about this?"

Ruan Xiao, who was looking up at "The Unknown Girl", nodded first and soon gave a negative answer, "It's not just this one, I think there is something wrong with the paintings in every room. These paintings can't be picked casually as decorations."

Although Ruan Xiao had much less clues than he and Zhou Ziheng, her intuition was very correct. Xia Xiqing understood what she meant, so he spoke, "You are right, but not every room has paintings. Except for the living room, I remember..." He looked at Shang Sirui beside him, "You have no paintings in your original room, right?"

Shang Sirui was stunned for a moment, then thought for a while, "Yes, there is no painting in my room, nor does it in my living room."

Why did he hesitate?

"As soon as you enter the room, you don't have any drawings?" Xia Xiqing asked again.

This time, Shang Sirui did not hesitate and answered very surely: "Yes."

Xia Xiqing nodded slowly, his eyes left Shang Sirui's face. At this moment, Cen Cen proposed to return to his original room. Before leaving, he looked back at Shang Sirui, "Sirui, come and help me move the bed. I want to see if there are any clues below."

Shang Sirui said oh and followed Cen Cen out.

After so long, Zhou Ziheng must have found it... Xia Xiqing was still a little worried, afraid that he would be disturbed by Cen Cen and Shang Sirui to find clues.

The most critical clue now lies in Zhou Ziheng.

Until he heard the sound of the wardrobe door closing, Ruan Xiao took out a piece of stacked paper from his dinner bag, and said nothing, and handed it to Xia Xiqing directly.

This action was unexpected, but it was reasonable. Ruan Xiao was indeed a smart person. She made such a decision and it is likely that she had already ruled out her suspicion.

Xia Xiqing took the paper and took a look.

This is the inner page of a medical record, and the line of words written on it quickly captured his attention.

[The patient, male, fourteen years old, was diagnosed with bipolar disorder.]

Bipolar disorder, isn’t bipolar disorder? When you are depressed, you will experience low moods, and when you are manic, you will be unable to control your emotions, and you will cause some extreme events that are uncontrollable in your mind.

"Where did you find it?" Xia Xiqing was a little surprised. He instantly thought of the medical record in Shang Sirui's room with only empty shells left.

"Shang Sirui's room is hidden in a coat in the closet." Ruan Xiao replied softly, "It's hidden very deeply, and it doesn't feel like the way the program team puts clues."

Wrong.

It was wrong from the beginning.

Xia Xiqing leaned against the wall, and quickly lived through everything that had happened before in his mind. Only then did he realize that from the initial meeting, almost every conversation and action was a carefully set trap, waiting for him to jump.

He originally thought that according to the general program settings, there must be one of the guests who was taking the "Muggle" script, but he got the wrong object. The one who really knew nothing was actually Cen Cen, who seemed inaccessible. Not only that, his natural prejudice against third parties also led to his deviation in judgment.

Xia Xiqing's eyes were empty and he quickly thought about killer's tactics for a short time. If he could use the execution of this public elimination method, plus his dark rights, then he could get rid of two people.

Needless to say, these two people must be him and Zhou Ziheng.

After analyzing all possible plans from the perspective of killer, Xia Xiqing finally understood. He looked up at Ruan Xiao, "Please help me perform a play."

Ruan Xiao felt something was wrong. This person obviously knew who the killer was. Now he was about to start voting. At this time, the safest approach should not be to win over the players on the field to ensure that they would not be voted out in the voting game? But he was clearly trying to make trouble, "What are you going to do?"

Xia Xiqing grabbed the hair on his forehead backwards and unconsciously licked his dry lower lips.
Chapter completed!