Zhou Ziheng turned on the lights in the room and saw Xia Xiqing leaning against the wall. His forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, his lips were pale, his head was half hanging, and his chest was slightly undulating.

For some reason, Zhou Ziheng unconsciously linked him to the rose on paper at this moment.

Suddenly, what Xia Xiqing had said to him before appeared in his mind.

[I'm afraid of the dark.]

[If there is a dark room later, if you don’t want to be dragged down, just leave me behind.]

What he said was true...

It turns out that he is really afraid of the dark.

Since we met, Xia Xiqing's image in Zhou Ziheng's heart has been negative and powerful, too cunning, too confident and too smart. Such a person seems to have no weaknesses no matter what, but now, his weaknesses are exposed to him.

Zhou Ziheng couldn't tell what kind of emotion this was. He seemed to have obtained some special rights, but also seemed to have developed a little abnormal desire to protect him.

This word was rejected by Zhou Ziheng from the moment it was born in his mind. He could not imagine how he linked people like Xia Xiqing to his desire to protect.

Maybe I was almost driven crazy by this perverted reality show.

Xia Xiqing leaned motionless against the wall, as if waiting for recovery.

The smart and cunning villain was the first to be eliminated. For some reason, his mood was a bit complicated.

Unexpectedly, because Xia Xiqing is too smart, and people who show their strengths are always easily eliminated. But Zhou Ziheng can't figure it out, why doesn't he hide his weaknesses?

How could he know that Xia Xiqing was not just not hiding his weakness. After the half-hour countdown began, Xia Xiqing tried almost to draw all of Shang Sirui's attention to him, with the purpose of disrupting his initial plan and allowing Zhou Ziheng to escape safely.

Anyway, in his heart, as long as killer fails to win, he is not considered a loss as a victim.

Xia Xiqing supported himself on the wall with one hand, his body slowly straightened up, and turned around to walk to the door.

"Hello……"

Xia Xiqing turned his head, his eyes did not meet him, and he lowered his tiredness, put his slender index finger on his lips, and did not speak. His forehead was a little messy, drooping to the tip of his nose, covering the beautiful mole on the tip of his nose.

He has lost his voice.

Zhou Ziheng didn't say anything anymore, followed him out of the study and walked through the bedroom to the living room.

Cen Cen, Ruan Xiao and Shang Sirui were both standing in the living room. The expression on Ruan Xiao’s face was very serious, as if he had expected this result. The expression on Cen Cen’s face was even more ugly. Her eyes were floating on the two of them. First, they looked at Xia Xiqing in front, and then at Zhou Ziheng behind Xia Xiqing.

Xia Xiqing felt that he had recovered a little. He did not want others to see his vulnerable side. To be honest, even if the other party was Zhou Ziheng, he would not want to do so. He would not want to.

He curled the corners of his mouth, habitually showing a smile that should not be a loser at all, and looked straight at Shang Sirui who "killed" him. The other party's performance was beyond the performance qualities of an idol. Although he was a little stunned, he quickly recovered from calmness and looked a little surprised, "Xi Qing, you..."

It's so amazing. Xia Xiqing considered himself unlucky. He has always had a "smart disease" and is only interested in or guarded against smart people. The kind of stupid and stupid person is no different from a pet in his eyes.

Bad habits are the breeding grounds of failure.

But Xia Xiqing didn't feel that he had failed. As long as Zhou Ziheng could escape successfully, he would not lose.

Facing Shang Sirui's question, Xia Xiqing did not respond. He slowly raised his hand, pinched his index finger and thumb on the corner of his mouth, and gently pulled it to the other side to show his silence. Then he walked to the attendance meeting in the living room with his hands behind his back and stood obediently in the small circle.

Zhou Ziheng doesn't want to see him.

His eyes first looked at the dining table at the farthest, then looked at the sofa, then looked at the carpet, and finally fell on him.

It seems like if you go around like this, you are not watching Xia Xiqing.

Xia Xiqing also looked at Zhou Ziheng, even tilted his head, and smiled at him, his teeth were white and very dazzling.

Zhou Ziheng suddenly felt like he was stabbed by a needle, and then he turned aside his gaze. Strangely, the smile just now was played in his mind.

When he tilted his head, his long forehead would fall from his cheek to the bridge of his nose, sweeping over and onto the tip of his nose.

Why are you laughing at? This person is obviously going to be eliminated, I really don’t understand.

"Player Xia Xiqing is out. Three, two, one."

The floor of the round exit seat suddenly opened downwards, and Xia Xiqing, who had lost support, fell off. The floor closed again, and Xia Xiqing, who was "killed" by killer, disappeared in front of everyone.

Zhou Ziheng stared at the circular area, feeling a little uncomfortable inexplicably. Cen Cen suddenly spoke at this moment, "Is Xia Xiqing's words true? Ziheng, you are really killer."

Ruan Xiao, who originally wanted to speak for Zhou Ziheng, suddenly thought of Xia Xiqing's previous instructions and swallowed the words back.

Zhou Ziheng turned around, put his hands in his pockets, and spoke calmly, "If I were a killer, I would be the first to kill him." He pulled the corners of his mouth, "He is so smart, so I still think it's a pity."

"What a pity?" Cen Cen frowned slightly, "What a pity he was 'killed'?"

"It's a pity that I'm not a killer, so I can't 'kill' him myself." Zhou Ziheng said something terrible in a plain tone, then walked to the dining table, pulled a chair and sat on it, "There's less than a minute left, come and vote."

Cen Cen also walked over and sat down, "How do you prove that you are not?"

Zhou Ziheng supported his chin with his hands and looked up at her, "If I were, I wouldn't have helped Xia Xiqing uncuff the handcuffs from the beginning."

Cen Cen still wanted to continue asking questions, but the announcement from the program team rang again.

"The countdown ends and the first round of voting has officially begun. Please take your seat."

Although Zhou Ziheng explained this, Cen Cen saw Xia Xiqing and Zhou Ziheng coming out of the same room by being "killed". She had already determined that Zhou Ziheng was a killer in her heart. "Whether you admit it or not, you will know the truth after this round of voting is over."

"No." Zhou Ziheng smiled rare, "Even if you throw me to death, you can't know who the killer is. Only when the game is over and you lose completely will you understand the truth."

Cen Cen was speechless when he was urging like this. Shang Sirui and Ruan Xiao also sat down. Cen Cen winked at Ruan Xiao. Ruan Xiao pointed his chin slightly, but still said nothing.

Zhou Ziheng looked calm and calm on the surface, but he was still nervous. Cen Cen must have cast him out this time. If it was really like Xia Xiqing said that Shang Sirui was a killer, then the vote in his hand must be aimed at him. Ruan Xiao...

He had almost zero communication with Ruan Xiao, but judging from what he looked just now, Ruan Xiao had already formed an alliance with Cen Cen.

It is false to say that you are not nervous. Zhou Ziheng's palms are now sweating uncontrollably.

"Please send your killer candidate through your mobile phone. There is only one chance. Be sure to send it after repeated confirmation. The countdown is ten seconds, and it starts now."

"nineteen--"

strangeness.

At this critical moment, Zhou Ziheng's mind actually showed the smile before Xia Xiqing was eliminated, and the words he swears in the darkness.

“Eight—Seven—”

[Shang Sirui is killer, believe me.]

He seemed to have expected the ending.

"Six-5-4-"

Although Zhou Ziheng was unwilling to admit it, in this game, the only person he could call an ally was Xia Xiqing, so at this moment, even if he was executed because of his belief in him, Zhou Ziheng also accepted it.

Besides, he had long begun to doubt Shang Sirui, and all he lacked was evidence.

"Three-two-"

Zhou Ziheng entered the answer in his heart on his phone and clicked to send without hesitation.

"One. Time is up, and the voting results of the players are being counted."

The four people at the dining table looked at each other in a delicate atmosphere. Zhou Ziheng leaned on the chair, staring at Shang Sirui sitting opposite him, like a cheetah waiting for an opportunity, but the other party subtly lowered his head and avoided his eyes.

To be honest, this is not like the on-the-spot reaction of a person who is so hiding, but he still chooses to believe what Xia Xiqing said.

"The voting results are now announced. After the secret ballot of all players, the person executed in this round is-"

The announcement paused for a few seconds, and Zhou Ziheng felt that his heartbeat had begun to accelerate uncontrollably.

If he is executed, what should he do if the clues he gets?

It must be handed over all of them publicly, so killer will definitely win, no matter which of these three he is.

Thinking of this, Zhou Ziheng couldn't help but feel depressed.

"No one. This game is a draw, and we will not execute anyone. Please continue the game."

Such an ending was somewhat unexpected, especially Cen Cen. She looked at Shang Sirui beside her in surprise, then turned to look at Ruan Xiao, "Who didn't vote for him?"

Ruan Xiao frowned innocently, "I voted."

Zhou Ziheng, who was out of the matter, observed the expressions of everyone opposite him. Ruan Xiao kept lit the table with his fingers on the table. It was obvious that there was something wrong. He turned his gaze to Shang Sirui. His expression was not right, but he seemed not surprised by the result.

Zhou Ziheng analyzed the ownership of the execution votes in his hands. He voted for Shang Sirui, and Cen Cen must have voted for him.

A draw finally appeared, which shows that Shang Sirui and Ruan Xiao voted for themselves and Shang Sirui respectively. Shang Sirui would never be able to vote for themselves.

So, Ruan Xiao joined Shang Sirui.

Zhou Ziheng understood the tendency of the four people on the field and was even more convinced that Shang Sirui was the killer. The reason why Xia Xiqing died so quickly must have found evidence that he could prove that he was the killer.

What he is holding now is a clue that he can leave the entire house. To be honest, there is no need to prove Shang Sirui's identity to everyone. As long as he escapes from the house before he will be over.

Thinking of this, Zhou Ziheng stood up from his seat.

Cen Cen looked up at him, "Ziheng where are you going?"

"Of course I'm looking for clues to escape." Zhou Ziheng pushed the chair back, "Anyway, no one was out of this round, so it's better to find clues to escape while sitting."

After saying that, Zhou Ziheng turned around and returned to the study. As expected, Shang Sirui stopped him, "Ziheng, I'll go with you."

Zhou Ziheng did not stop him, "Yeah."

Two people entered the study room one in front and one behind.

Everything in the study was almost unchanged. Shang Sirui gently brought the door and asked tentatively, "Ziheng, who did you vote just now?"

Zhou Ziheng calmly asked, "Who did you vote for?"

Shang Sirui smiled, "Oh, I abandoned the vote." He sat on the chair in front of the long desk with a relaxed look on his face, "I can't see anything, so it's better not to vote, so as not to kill the innocent by mistake."

Abandoning the ticket? This is a clever explanation.

Zhou Ziheng looked at him, then nodded slowly, "You are right." He walked to Shang Sirui. The chair was the one he sat on when he was tied up before, an office chair with exquisite workmanship and armrests on both sides.

Perhaps because of nervousness, Shang Sirui's hand on the handrail was slightly shaking. In order to cover it up, he simply grabbed the handrail so that he could look more normal.

Zhou Ziheng observed this, looked away and said, "Now Xia Xiqing is out, I think I need to find someone to form an alliance." As he said that, he put his left hand into his pocket, took out a piece of paper and placed it on the desk in front of Shang Sirui, "This is an important clue I have found, look." As he spoke, his right hand reached into his other pocket at the same time.

"Clues?" Shang Sirui leaned forward slightly.

While Shang Sirui was focusing all his attention on the so-called important clues, Zhou Ziheng seized the gap for one or two seconds, took out the handcuffs he had taken from his phonograph from his pocket with his right hand, and clamped Shang Sirui's hand firmly on the office chair.

Shang Sirui instantly realized that the important clue on the table was simply a piece of white paper!

Zhou Ziheng picked up the rope on the ground and tied Shang Sirui to the chair.

"Ziheng! You! Hello, why did you tie me up?" Shang Sirui struggled constantly, but Zhou Ziheng didn't mean to stop.

"Are you mistaken, or are you killer?"

"Shh." Zhou Ziheng looked at his face and said softly, "Stop acting, the game will end soon."

Everything was done. Zhou Ziheng stretched out one leg and gently kicked the lower edge of the office chair. Shang Sirui slid away with the others and the chair.

"Sorry, you can take a break first."

Shang Sirui struggled desperately on the chair and couldn't get up. He could only watch Zhou Ziheng leave the room and close the door.

He had no idea that before this, Zhou Ziheng had found all the clues of leaving the house and led him over, just trying to trap him here so that he would not seize the opportunity as a killer and escape from the house when the final crack was finally cracked.

Previously, Zhou Ziheng took advantage of Xia Xiqing and the other two being entangled in another room and opened the painting he gave him. According to the clue of [Sofa Flashlight Turn off the study room], he found the flashlight hidden parts of the program team in the sofa in the living room and assembled into a complete flashlight. He tried to shine the living room with a flashlight, and circled it all in a full circle. Finally, he found the words that would only be displayed with a flashlight in the password input bar of the second line of the door.

Just to the left of the password bar where you only need to enter three letters, there is a sentence written.

[Who is the killer?]

But this is just one of the passwords, and the other password still requires him to find the numbers. Zhou Ziheng thought of the last two clues of [Sofa and flashlights turned off the lights in the study], so he entered the study and turned off the lights. In the darkness, Zhou Ziheng held up the flashlight to check the corners of the room and found that there were red glowing words in the four corners of the room, namely - 2, 3, 7 and prime.

Zhou Ziheng, who was born in science, quickly realized that prime is a prime number, 2, 3, and 7 are prime numbers, and they are all single digits. If you meet these two requirements, there is only one number, that is 5.

Zhou Ziheng, who came out of the study, left strode and came to the living room. Shang Sirui's shouts could be heard in the living room.

"What's wrong with Si Rui?" Cen Cen was about to go to the study, but Ruan Xiao stopped him, "Sister Cen Cen, please wait a moment."

"Wait a minute? What are you waiting for?"

Zhou Ziheng had already arrived at the gate at this time. He entered four numbers [2, 3, 5, 7] in the first column as fast as possible, and entered the answer to the question in the next column.

[son]

The son is the murderer.

The touch screen turned blue, and after three flashes, a line of green prompts appeared.

[The password is correct, congratulations on passing the pass!]

With a bang, the door opened.

Zhou Ziheng looked forward. He had imagined many possibilities. After this door, there were probably a lot of cameras, or perhaps the planner of the program team. He even thought about the lines after he came out.

But he never expected that after he escaped from this door with cold sweat, the first person he saw was Xia Xiqing.

Xia Xiqing, wearing a white shirt, stood at the door. The light arranged by the program team came from behind him, rubbed against the backlight across his shoulder line, and gently covered his left chest. His face became blurred at the angle of the backlight, leaving only the beautiful curve when the corners of his lips raised, "That's great."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Xiqing, who was less than half a meter apart, suddenly stepped forward and hugged him tightly in the way he celebrated victory among men.

Zhou Ziheng was a little stunned, letting this person take the opportunity to hug him cunningly, but he forgot to resist.

It's really strange that the smell of perfume that had a very aggressive feeling seemed to gradually change, the tobacco smell became lighter, and the musk smell was also destroyed. Zhou Ziheng felt that his tired body was gently wrapped in a warm woody fragrance. The fragrance, body temperature, the ironing feeling of the palm of his palm against his spine, and the tail sound that the person always seemed less sincere when he spoke.
Chapter completed!