Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 375: Lost memories
Chapter 375 Lost memory
Number Eight supported the helmet with one hand, and stuck the other hand to his face, scratched lightly with his nails, and pale black blood flowed out from his pale skin.
"Don't go below the fourth floor, this is the first advice I give you." No. 8 pointed to the pale black blood on his face, as if he wanted me to remember this kind of blood Color: "What happened later, I can't say it yet. When you open the nine big locks one day, you will naturally think of everything. The Tao lock of your kidney aperture is about to break open, but the speed is still too slow. You don't have much It's time, and if you want to survive, you can only race against time."
"You told me this to help me?" Standing by the table, I looked at No. 8, who claimed to be Xia Chi.
"The show is everywhere, in the live broadcast room, in daily life, and even the most trusted person by your side is sent by the show. I want to talk to you only through the opportunity of the official live broadcast, and only After the official live broadcast begins, the show will not directly interfere with you in order to avoid karma and gain merit. Every live broadcast is a life-and-death test, but it is also a rare opportunity. The reason why I tell you this is not only It is to help you, if you can survive by chance, I hope you can rescue Xia Qingzhi, no matter what I have done, she is innocent." The voice of No. 8 gradually changed, and the cut skin on the face did not heal at all According to the signs, he seemed to be suffering from septicemia, his skin was as thin as paper, and his wounds were bleeding, making it extremely difficult to heal himself.
"I've been preparing for this meeting for a long time, and this is how I cheated the show. I don't think it will be so simple next time." The wound on No. 8's face was twitching slightly, and the flesh and blood inside seemed to be churning: "Go on Remember what I said clearly, don’t go to that building below the fourth floor; if a woman with an A in her name comes to you, don’t talk nonsense, just kill her! Find the real Xia Qingzhi, let me know her exact location I don't know, but the fake Xia Qingzhi definitely knows; in addition, there is the most important point, don't trust anyone until you have unlocked all the nine locks and recovered your memory!"
"Live well, when the nine locks are fully opened, you will think of everything!" Number Eight said at the end, almost shouting, I looked puzzled, and my scalp was numb from what he said.
I lack a piece of memory in Port No. 8, but I don't feel that I lack anything in my mind. All the things that have happened in these years, one by one, one scene after another, are very clear.
"Did I really forget something?"
Number 8 took off his helmet, with deep fatigue on his face, he walked up to me, leaned over and lowered his voice: "Nine locks have two meanings, the nine locks on your body, and the ones in the Jiangcheng tomb. Jiusuo, my body is about to take it no longer, so I will help you in the end."
His voice became even deeper: "I don't know who the organizer of this game is. The original number eight was killed by me. I am just a substitute, not the organizer or the hider. The extra number eight Twelve people are still among you. What I just said may violate the rules of the show, so you'd better kill everyone else tonight. One. As for my life and death, you don’t have to care, even if this body is destroyed, I still have other ways to see you.”
He glanced at the alloy key on the table, and instead of returning to his original position to sit down, he stood at a place closer to the cabinet.
"This is the end? What about your killing process?" Wang Shi No. 1 turned to look at No. 8, feeling very awkward in his heart. At this time, the wound on No. 8's face showed signs of enlargement and tearing, which was hard to imagine. This is just lightly scratched with a fingernail.
"What are you talking about?" Number six played with the blade: "Hide the crime, you are cheating! I propose to choose number eight for the next testimonial!"
Everyone debated for a while, until No. 9 walked out of the cell with Wang Yuchun in his arms.
"Fatty, the person you like is now in someone else's arms. Just now he was in a turmoil. I'm curious how you feel now?" Number six swallowed by himself, and laughed at number five Tian Teng beside him: "What are you doing?" So cowardly? Didn’t he never kill anyone?”
Tian Teng's small eyes fixed on No. 9, and the fat on his stomach trembled.
"Angry? Do you want to do something to me?" No. 9 sat at the table nonchalantly, and yelled into the cell: "Lawyer Du, you can't just ignore death."
After a while, Du Yu walked out of his cell with a frown and sat back in his seat: "You and I are only joining forces temporarily, and we will cut off any contact after we go out."
"Unite?" No. 7 Jin Zhouzhe glanced at No. 9, No. 4 and Du Yu: "Have you three united? Interesting, you are not afraid of the killer among you?"
No. 9 waved his hands indifferently: "It doesn't matter who the killer is. In such a closed environment, individual strength is limited, and unity is the kingly way!"
He pressed Wang Yuchun on the table in front of everyone: "In the end of this game, five people can get the antidote, and my team can add two more people. Does anyone have an idea?"
"I want to join." As soon as No. 9 finished speaking, the thin monkey No. 6 stood up: "I still have a ticket that is useless, and I can exchange it with one of you."
"Wise choice." Number 9 beckoned to Number 6, and the thin monkey man resolutely left his seat and took the seat of Number 8, and then he repeated the story that Number 8 just told: "We United, we will testify that No. 8 is the killer later."
No. 9 smiled and nodded in agreement, and No. 8 himself didn't care. He didn't even look at the crowd. He put his hands behind his back and stared at the dilapidated cabinet.
The alarm sounded suddenly in the house, Number Nine got up and walked towards the electric chair, Number Eight suddenly stopped him.
"You also want to join us?"
No. 9 glanced at No. 8, and felt that this person looked weird no matter how he looked at it, and was about to refuse, No. 8 said: "I have a guess, there is about a 50% chance of saving everyone."
"What conjecture?" Number nine stopped, and amidst the harsh sirens, everyone also looked at number eight.
"It's a very simple kind of blind spot thinking. Detective No. 3 was the first to die, but his death was different from No. 2. He died outside the door. We didn't see his body, nor did we witness him. The death process of No. 3 is just based on the blood on the ground, and this kind of death is unreasonable." No. 8 pointed to the cabinet, and as the alarm sounded, the iron door behind the cabinet was knocked.
"What is outside the door is unknown to us. Human beings use the five senses to contact the outside world. In the rush of sirens, the more and more rapid knocking on the door will make us nervous, instinctively generate panic, and affect us. subjective judgment.”
"Calm down and think about it, maybe there is nothing outside the door, it's just that the organizer has designed some kind of voice-activated mechanism?" The twelfth person is Detective No. 3, who faked his own death, and may be hiding outside the door at this time, remotely operating everything in the house, including electric chairs, alarms, etc.”
"What you said makes sense, but we can't test it. It's a joke with our lives." The cupboard shook, and number nine disagreed with number eight. According to the rules, he has a great chance of winning.
"Do you think so too?" Number 8 looked at all the participants around the round table: "If you are willing to die, I can try it alone. You just need to cooperate with me to move the cabinet and wait for me to open the door. You can just push me out, and I will never implicate the rest of you."
"Are you sure?" Everyone is interested in sacrificing other people's lives to increase their chances of survival, which is a good deal for them no matter how they look at it.
"If you stop because of fear, you will definitely die here in the end. If you don't want to, then let me try." Number 8 points to Number 9, Number 11, and Du Yu: "You three come and help me remove the cabinet."
No. 11 sat motionless in his original position, as if he didn't hear anything.
Du Yu pondered for a while, then stood beside the cupboard with No. 9: "I'll help you."
No. 8 fetched the alloy key left by No. 3 detective, and the three pushed open the cabinet together.
With no cabinets to cover it, everyone saw that the frame of the iron door had been deformed and was about to be shaken open soon.