Chapter 199: Murderer's Game 8(1/2)
No one answered.
No one wants to reveal secrets in public.
What's more, it's a matter of life and death.
In case the murderer is actually lying to them.
As long as you sit on that chair, you will lose your life.
When I think about this, how could anyone take the initiative?
The charming woman even cursed:
"If you want to sit down, just sit down by yourself. Why are you dragging us to death together?"
She also hoped that if Yingqian went to sit on the chair and died directly in the end, the remaining people might be able to go out directly.
In fact, it's not just glamorous women who have this idea.
In this closed environment, everyone has a life-or-death mentality.
As long as I can get out.
Can survive.
What does it matter whether other people live or die?
"That's okay."
Yingqian didn't care, nodded and said:
"We'll just wait here together to see who will starve to death first. I guess..."
She touched her chin, scanned her face carefully, and finally settled on the charming woman.
"I think you should be the first to die."
"You're talking nonsense! I won't die."
The seductive woman screamed.
She stood up suddenly, the whites of her eyes covered with bloodshot eyes, and stared at Yingqian with her red eyes, almost unable to help but rush forward to fight with her.
"I'm telling the truth."
Ying Qian grinned, and walked back to Nan Neighbor. Her fingers, as thin and white as green onions, put their hands on his shoulders, slid down slowly, and finally landed on his chest.
Under the palm of his hand was his steady and powerful heartbeat.
Nan Neighbor lowered his eyes, his dark pupils staring intently at Yingqian.
He smelled the faint fragrance of roses in the air.
The heartbeat seemed to speed up a bit unconsciously.
He quietly raised the corners of his lips, and a dim light flashed in his eyes.
Just as Nan Neighbor was about to speak, he saw Ying Qian curling his fingers and taking out half a pack of chocolates from his chest pocket.
In front of the charming woman, she broke off a small piece, stuffed it into her mouth, and said vaguely:
"See, I didn't lie."
No one expected that she would actually have food.
Everyone here is hungry and thirsty after all their hard work.
Suddenly, everyone's eyes changed slightly.
They stared at the chocolate in Yingqian's hand.
If it weren't for Nan Lin and Lin Congxiao, who were obviously with Ying Qian, they might not have already wanted to rob it.
Ying Qian dragged Nan Lin back two steps, put his hands behind his back, quickly opened the outer packaging of the chocolate, folded it separately, and stuffed the wrapping paper into his pocket in front of everyone.
As for the real chocolate, it was secretly handed back to the southern neighbor.
Eggs cannot be put in one basket.
The reason why she took out the chocolate was to tell others that even if no one planned to step forward and waste time, she, Nan Neighbor and Lin Congxiao would be the last ones to starve to death.
Therefore, among the three people including the seductive woman, someone must get on that chair to accompany the murderer and play his game.
The girl in school uniform pursed her lips, and stared pitifully at her southern neighbor with tearful eyes.
The charming woman gritted her teeth and was about to speak when she heard the mediocre man say:
"I can go up, but if something like this happens again, you must let me stay until the end!"
Yingqian nodded, "Okay, that's reasonable. I have no objection."
She agreed, and the southern neighbor would naturally not object.
Lin Congxiao didn't know why, but he had been silent for a long time. He didn't react at all to the mediocre man's words.
On the other hand, the girls in school uniforms and the alluring women all had their eyes lit up.
"Okay, okay! That's it!"
They are afraid that mediocre men will change their minds.
The charming woman stepped forward, staring directly at him, as if she was urging him silently.
The mediocre man sighed and slowly walked to the chair, but he couldn't sit down.
Really lacking the courage, he sighed and said:
"Someone come and help me, give me a push, I...I don't dare."
"Coward!"
The charming woman rolled her eyes, walked to the chair, and stretched out her hand to push his shoulder.
She just wanted to let him hurry up and die, and she didn't notice the flash of coldness in the eyes of the mediocre man.
The wrist was grabbed from behind.
A burst of great force came.
The body fell forward uncontrollably.
When the charming woman came back to her senses, she saw the mediocre man's weird smiling face in front of her.
He grinned and said:
"Idiot."
The charming woman was stunned.
Only then did he notice that he had fallen into the chair.
She was suddenly sweating profusely.
I wanted to get up and leave, but three iron hoops suddenly appeared on the back of the chair and the armrests on both sides.
She was firmly trapped in the chair.
"No...don't!"
The charming woman screamed, but it was too late.
The helmet-like object on the top of the chair slowly descended, and finally completely trapped her head in it.
She opened her mouth wide, but was afraid that it would be difficult to breathe and even no sound came out.
"what you do?!"
Only then did Lin Congxiao react, rushed over, grabbed the mediocre man by the collar, and said angrily:
"You are trying to kill her!"
"Officer, I'm not you, and I don't have that much kindness to give to others."
The mediocre man lifted his feet off the ground, his face turned red, and he had difficulty breathing, but he still roared like a roar:
"I want to live, what's wrong with that?!"
"She is stupid and deserves to die!"
"You can't stand it anymore. Why didn't you help me just now? Why are you pretending to be here now?"
A breath hung in my throat.
He almost fainted.
Lin Congxiao was stunned for a moment, a look of shame flashed in his eyes, and finally he let go.
Yingqian stood aside and was a little surprised to see the mediocre man grabbing the charming woman to die for him.
She actually underestimated this man.
This kind of scheming is not a good thing.
And the girl in school uniform was hiding out of sight from the beginning to the end.
To be continued...