Chapter 1609

... ten minutes passed in a flash, especially when focusing on negotiation.

When Abby gently "ah", Wu Yiliu felt as if she had just started [pastor Roman collar] not long ago - "it's time," she turned to look at him, looking worried and expectant.

He took a breath, straightened his upper body and leaned back on the back of the chair.

"How's it going?" Wu Yiliu tilted his head and looked at the two people on the sofa and smiled gently.

If his experience taught him anything, he would undoubtedly benefit from one thing: a person's superficial Kung Fu is sometimes even more important than who he is actually.

Whenever Wu Yiliu shows that he has completely controlled the whole audience, he finds that others will really gradually hand over the control of the situation to him - for example, now.

"I... we know," Cui Ning said with some hesitation, "if it's like what you said... It's really unnecessary for us to object."

"If we let you implement this method, it means that we agree to get on board, right? You won't do anything to us anymore?" Burns did not dare to rest assured, and confirmed.

Wu Yiliu nodded and said, "of course."

If these four players were asked to put forward an action plan by themselves, not only would he be worried, but to be honest, he didn't think that they could come up with any good ways to change his mind.

The reason why he would ask players to think of a way is to achieve the current effect: when the other party discusses, hesitates, racks his brains, and looks forward and backward, Wu Yiliu can penetrate his ideas a little bit.

From time to time, he dropped a few hints to guide the direction of the dialogue - finally, when they finalized the action plan, it seemed that no one of the players realized that every step in the plan actually meant Wu Yiliu.

"That's settled," said Wu Yiliu, slapping his hands as if relieved. "It's not easy, but we're finally on the same front. I'm very happy."

He looked at Abby - like him, her legs were still tied to the legs of the chair. Her hands are quietly placed on her knees, with paper and pen pressed under her palms; During the conversation, neither he nor Abby untied the rope unconsciously, indicating that no one had tried to brainwash them.

"If you can resist whispering, you are still sincere."

As he said, Wu Yiliu bent down and untied the rope knot on his leg - "unting the rope" changed from a warning signal to a step he had to do in his plan. He couldn't help but have a self mocking idea: it would be funny if the player whispered to him that he thought it was his plan.

Of course, he also knew that it was impossible.

"How can we whisper to you?" Burns snorted, and his anger was almost unbearable: "you've blocked everything."

It's understandable that he would be so unhappy.

Wu Yiliu stood up, stamped his feet, and let the blood flow again from the numb blood vessels. It was like walking. He slowly walked to the front of the sofa and looked down at them for a few seconds.

As hopeless people, they live too much. The chests of these two bodies are still undulating up and down, and their eyelashes blink from time to time; As the neck was strangled, blue veins floated on the blood red forehead, and the heavy breathing sound was clearly audible.

When Wu Yiliu looked down at the two bodies, he couldn't help recalling the comment made by Mellon many years ago, "it's not human.".

... maybe she was right.

"Wait, wait," burns suddenly shouted, "how many months do you say you still have?"

"Three months." Wu Yiliu looked at him and said askew. The person who opens his mouth is burns, but the person who speaks is not; He still looked at Burns' answer, giving him the last respect.

"That woman still has four months to transmit," burns accelerated his speed and said, "and you have another month to go. Our players basically have five to seven months left... How do I know you're not lying? What if you all transmit first?"

If the broiler is transmitted one step at a time, and there is no strategic target, the copy will start to liquidate the success or failure of this task; Therefore, this has become the most worrying part of several players, and I have repeatedly confirmed it with him several times.

"... similarly, I'm not sure. Your transmission time is really between five and seven months. If you immediately transmit a person, we will be three to three by then, and we will suffer as broilers." Wu Yiliu shrugged his shoulders and said, "however, you can verify with Cristo and the person who brainwashed Abby. Before things evolved to this step, I told them that when the evolutors were infected and deformed, they would lose their ability to evolve, and people could not transmit. As long as Cui Ning was infected, she would stay in the copy; as long as she was there, and you didn't brainwash her, the copy would not end."

Burns opened his mouth and stopped talking, his eyes still fixed on the ceiling.

"If there's no problem, then I'll start." Wu Yiliu sighed and stretched out his hand to untie the blankets around their necks.

He lifted Cui Ning up and let her sit down against the back of the sofa. Then he wrapped his hands again, pulled off Burns' pullover, put it on Cui Ning, and wrapped the blanket around her shoulder. In this way, the four brainwashing items were all concentrated on her.

Without Cui Ning's support, burns had slid down the sofa softly, tilted his head on the cushion, and exposed a section of his neck - the huge Adam's apple protruded high, and there was a layer of newly grown stubble under his chin.

Wu Yiliu bent down and his fingers gently fell on his Adam's apple.

With a slight force and a "clack", Burns' undefended throat bone broke under his fingertips like a dead tree branch. Burns' throat "Goo Goo" rang twice, and his body involuntarily struggled and twitched a few times. As Wu Yiliu's fingers pressed deeper and deeper, a thread of blood finally overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the last breath, and he didn't move anymore.

Wu Yiliu straightened up and unconsciously twisted his fingers.

Burns has long been hopeless. If he dies, he can still play a starting role.

He said that broilers generally do not kill each other, but that is under normal circumstances.

"Completely dead." He checked Burns' vital signs and said, "although everyone should know the situation, let me repeat the key point again. Now there are four players and three broilers in this driver copy."

There was no sound in the room - except for the dialogue of the characters on the TV behind him, the camping hut was as quiet as if he were alone.

"That is to say, if you don't implement the transmission plan and have other thoughts on the way and want to start with us... Then one of you will definitely lose at the end of the copy."

Wu Yiliu's idea is this: Although he can't see the players, players can detect each other; He just wants several players to monitor each other.

Of course, if there was one less broiler, the surveillance between them would be more rigorous and urgent - but there was no way, he couldn't kill Abby.

"None of you want to be the one who finally loses, right?" Wu Yiliu raised his voice slightly and said, "however, there are always those who want to fight when they see the opportunity, feel that they are sure to win, and ignore others, so they don't hesitate to throw the whole plan away..."

That "Abby" is obviously such a person.

"So I put all four brainwashing items on Cui Ning." Wu Yiliu said, "let me give you some tips next. If someone wants to secretly brainwash broilers and occupy a goal, you don't have to worry."

When Wu Yiliu said this, he glanced, and just in the air beside Cui Ning, he saw a floating man's chin, as if the man had listened attentively and leaned forward - he knew that this was a warning and prompt given to the broilers by the copy, and he had seen it several times before. At this moment, he suddenly saw it, and he was still a little unaccustomed.

He pretended to look away and continued, "because according to the brainwashing method of the copy, you can 'reverse brainwashing' - as long as you instill real information into us when whispering."

"So... So you just asked how to brainwash for this." Cui Ning, who was wrapped tightly, sat on the sofa and murmured a sigh.

"Yes, just regard us as the positions we must fight for." Wu Yiliu smiled and said, "as you all know, some of you must be eager to try and fight us for a broiler for yourself. So you'd better pay attention anytime and anywhere to ensure that we haven't been brainwashed by anyone."

"You two are safe." Cui Ning murmured.

Wu Yiliu is to create such a situation: if they are not brainwashed, then players can go out smoothly; If they are brainwashed, then one player will lose.

The chin in the air beside Cui Ning suddenly moved up and down for a few times, which seemed to be talking - in a few seconds after it disappeared, Cui Ning said, "Chris wants to ask you, how can we stare at you safely after we have left the cabin?"

"It's very simple," replied Wu Yiliu. "Just stay together all the time. Once you find someone missing, no matter how long, you should hurry into the house to observe our situation and make sure we haven't been brainwashed."

That's right - this is the content of the agreement between the player and the broiler: after killing a broiler, several players quit the camping hut and wait for transmission. To be on the safe side, the video discs will be played repeatedly on the TV; Wu Yiliu and Abby can wear earplugs and don't watch TV, but players who enter the cabin will inevitably be at risk of infection.

It seems that this plan has taken care of all aspects, and it is indeed very feasible - it seems that there is no room for any party to destroy the plan. Logically, everyone should be able to go out smoothly.

Lin Sanjiu couldn't explain why he felt a chill in his heart.