The Survival Game Chapter 132: The secret of finding the murderer

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After all, the human heart in this section of the cabin is the biggest change factor.

Before I was about to fall asleep with a group of people who didn't understand the situation, I also saw the light that was deliberately hidden in Zeng Yiwen's eyes.

This kid must have a secret, but has a great connection with an important identity, and that clue happens to be hidden in his conversation!

Let me think about it. I only analyzed Gemini, but the captain didn't mention that he didn't care much about the overall situation. Mentioned that security gives people a sense of greed and fear of death, which I have just analyzed.

But what if you think about it in reverse?

If you think backwards, since you don’t know who the captain is, just keep talking, so as not to appear more suspicious.

As for the security, if the same amount of speech is taken with him, he will be very moist and lose his trust, so the gain will not be worth the loss.

After all, this kid must be either a security guard or he knows who the security is, so it seems that he is afraid of losing his life.

After doing so much deliberately, his intentions were exposed to me after all.

Xiaomei, this is your biggest weakness, right?

Hehe, I really have some talent for being a howler.

I'm falling in love more and more, this feeling of thinking in the dark...

The crowd entered a semi-turbulent state, because the setting of forced sleep was too insecure, which caused more and more fantasies to flood the minds of these novice players.

Looking at Mustache's expression, I guess he was thinking about being approached by the howling man while he was asleep, thinking about how unpleasant it would be to kill him.

"Follow him, it's only a few minutes anyway, so please remember the rules, anyway, I discovered the trick of this game! Are you going to die for me?"

The thief slanted his eyes and turned his eyes, and said, the biggest feature of a mustache man is his double standard.

Three, six, nine, etc. originally existed, and this kind of person is becoming more and more not concealing his individualism, and he will never say anything more when he finds something in the game.

In this way, this mustache may be a cryptic cryer, but it is more likely to be the passenger’s person, but his personal character is so dislike to share, but he really enjoys watching other people crying and struggling, even begging He helped remind.

It's another pervert.

"If you want to know how to find out who the howler is, just kneel and beg me! I might also consider showing you compassion."

This line is really stupid enough, and the moustache exudes a temperament of under-beating.

The expressions of the people around me are very rich. Obviously, I didn't expect someone to realize their selfishness so obviously, and I also glanced at Liu Nian and cast a simple mouth shape.

Don't talk.

Nodded, Liu Nian quickly turned his face to pretend that he didn't see my little movements, but his fingers secretly made a thick gesture of OK underneath.

This guy is really witty, so the two of us look like disjoint parallel lines. The interaction between the upper body and the lower body is so uncoordinated that there is no clue at all.

I was forced, my instinct told me that the trick that Mustache discovered might be something we already knew.

Even if it is different from what I thought, he speculated that the principle of the howling identity must be based on one point. I think it is probably related to the source of falling asleep, and he probably also discovered the quirky sound waves.

So our two good friends are better to hide their secrets. God knows if you find out the cause of the lethargy, will you go crazy? After all, there are a lot of lethargic sounds that may affect IQ and senses. of.

To put it bluntly, the human body is also very delicate. If you have more hypnotism or experimentation, it will basically be useless. Your auditory and visual brain responses may not be as good as one-tenth of others.

It is even more important to pretend to be playing this game for the first time. Liu Nian and I will not be exposed if we are killed.

Otherwise, everyone finds that we know a lot of details but refuses to disclose it. The grievance alone is enough to divide us!

I don’t have to give an example of how strong human rejection is. People in urban areas discriminate against people in small surrounding areas, and some first-tier cities are somewhat disdainful of the foreign population.

Like now, it's ironic that even a dozen people can form a few small circles.

Ah.

The black boss really couldn't sit still, coughing and glanced at the mustache.

It thumped, and the heartbeat of people around me speeded up. It seems that the drama of the gangsters against the rascals is still very interesting. The people from the board game club directly took out the snacks they carried with them to watch. It was really frantic. .

"Xiaomei, let me give you this packet of potato chips. The small packet will eat faster. Anyway, it's only ten minutes..."

"You know how to eat when you eat! I think you were born as a pig...How many times has my mother said that I love tomato flavor!"

Time passed quickly, just like the previous two hours and fifty minutes, it slipped away unconsciously.

Sometimes the time is slower than imagined. It's only about ten minutes, but even one second is so long and exhausting.

"Why, this big guy is going to say something? I don't think you seem to be often on the road. You don't even have a decent brother around, just use this bald head."

Moustache doesn't seem to be afraid of offending people's tone, or that he doesn't pay attention to this awesome boss at all.

The so-called little devil is difficult to deal with. This seemingly inexperienced little **** may be proficient in some ways, just can see through the details of a person, just like I guessed before, the identity of this black boss actually feels a bit of water-pouring pork.

It's just that there is such a person standing here, it seems that there are all kinds of people on the plane, everyone is happy to see this situation, and it seems to be a little comforting in my heart.

Is it right? No one has really looked into it. Just like many people see beggars on the street knowing that some of them are fake, or subconsciously feel that they are pitiful.

Swipe, the bald head didn't have any sense of existence, and he got angry with a snap, rolled up his sleeves, pointed to the mustache and yelled.

"Fuck! The boss doesn't say what you mean to give you face, now you are still shameless, right? You think you are which green onion, I have cut more people than you have seen, believe it or not! "

Believe, anyway, I believe, you are all grandpas, there is no normal person on this plane, right...

Hmph, the boss is also slightly unhappy, but after all, someone who has seen the world knows the overall situation of Gu Quan, suppressing his anger and not breaking out.

"Forget it, Huzi, don't you know if you have a little patience. Now we are out there to be low-key, low-key."

Because smoking is not allowed on the plane, the black boss can only hold a cigarette to his mouth.

The expression in his eyes seemed to me to be a fierce light that would only be revealed before the murder.

The black boss himself may not have killed many people, but there must be no fewer similar orders...