A beautiful girl, but her face is not innocent at this age. She is crowded in the corner, and her big eyes are full of fear.

Around her, there are countless black arms. Down the arms are long black nails, which are three inches long, wantonly across the girl's tender white skin, dark long hair, layers of skirts

Sissi has the thickest hand around her neck, tightly pinching her neck.

The dark and gloomy painting style is breathless.

"Wow..."

Under the cold air of the air conditioner, hundreds of white drawing papers rang in the secret room.

Like a butterfly that only yearns for freedom and wants to break its cocoon and fly high.

"All the people in the picture are Sissi..."

Tang Tang covered his mouth and whispered in surprise.

Sissi's portraits are pasted on the ground, on the wall and even on the ceiling.

Every portrait is different.

The girl was pushed into the toilet, and a bucket of sewage wet her whole body from top to bottom.

The leather shoes stepped on her face and deformed her pretty face.

Torn exercise books, stationery boxes thrown into the trash can, letters painted with the curse of the devil Satan

Resentment, despair, unwillingness, humiliation.

Emotions filled her face.

All the portraits in the room were linked together to form a history of the girl's humiliation.

Li Qinian was silent and bent down to pick up and fold the papers on the ground one by one.

"At the end of the game, please all players go back to the hall and vote for the real spies."

The radio rang again.

Li Qinian: "let's go and go back."

……

The incandescent lights in the hall came on again.

An NPC housekeeper in a tuxedo came over.

"My dear children, the investigation has ended. Next, you will have 15 minutes to discuss. After 15 minutes, please write down the name of the spy you think on the paper."

He gave eight people a glass of water and hid his body in the dark again.

Julie took a sip from her glass:

"Do you have any ideas? To tell you the truth, I'm still a little confused."

Tang Tang's sharp eyes looked at Mo forgetting to return: "Mr. Mo, where's your evidence?"

The subjects of never forgetting to return are politics and history, but there has been no corresponding evidence from beginning to end.

"No."

Don't forget to hold your chin, with a broad face and a completely uncooperative appearance.

[shit! He's so dragged, I love him so much!]

[why do I think he's not a murderer? The murderer shouldn't be so arrogant...]

Tang Tang stared into Mo's eyes:

"In that case, I have reasonable reasons to suspect that you have hidden the evidence. As for why... Mr. Mo must know."

Fool.

Don't forget to scold in your heart.

Such a simple decryption game, I haven't found the spy yet.

[haha, haha, why do I think Mr. Mo is swearing in his heart? His eyes are so despised]

[it's worthy of being a lover that women in Jiangcheng want to soak up, with a good expression and waves, and I love it ~]

Zhou Cheng crossed his hands, put them on the table and said:

"What Tang Tang said is reasonable, but there are still too few clues. I'm not sure. Mr. Mo, please cooperate."

Don't forget to return and become the target of public criticism in an instant.

"I found the clue, but it was useless, so I threw it away."

He leaned lazily on the back of his chair with his long legs at random.

"Besides, there is no need to gather so much evidence in such a simple secret room."

Halfway through the game, he had the answer in his heart.

Zhou Cheng: "

Fan: "

Director group: "..."

Listen!

Is this human?!

"Jiang Xueshen, what do you think?"

Zhou Cheng looked at the legendary figure who was presented to the altar. His mood was a little complicated.

For Jiang Xu, he has awe and envy, but in envy, there is a trace of jealousy and unwillingness

Is there such a perfect person in the world?

"Listen and read first."

Jiang Wang threw the problem to Li Qinian.

Li Qinian sat beside him, smelling the smile on the bottom of his eyes, and turned his pen in circles with his right hand:

"Are you not afraid of my random analysis?"

Under the table, he reached out to hold the back of Li Qinian's hand and gently squeezed it:

"I'm here."

With him, she can make mistakes as much as she likes. No matter how outrageous the mistakes are, he also carries them.

[when a dog dies, no couple is innocent]

[what the hell is this fairy couple? Promise me to get the license after the program!]

[undercover CP eternal God! Never miss eternal God!]

"Then I'll make my choice first."

Li Qinian stopped turning his pen, and the pen fell on the table with a slap.

Under the gaze of the national audience, she picked up the square answer paper and tore it gently, and the paper broke into two pieces

"Nian Nian, are you...?"

Julie's pupils dilated and looked at her in shock.

Li Qinian tore the answer card into a pile of pieces of paper and pushed it to the center of the conference table:

"That's my answer."

What the hell, she abstained

[at least fill it in. What if a blind cat meets a dead mouse!]

Seeing Li Qinian's action, Jiang Wang didn't have any surprise at the bottom of their eyes.

"I already said that my evidence is not important."

Don't forget to go home and take a nap with narrowed eyes. The whole person is lazy like a vacation in Hawaii. There is no tension of recording programs at all.

Zhou Cheng's face suddenly changed.

Do these people know the answer?

How is that possible?

As an entertainment bully, he has never been so frustrated

[the season team is so calm. When his son tore the answer card, he didn't respond at all...]

[laughing to death, Jiang Xueshen is actually peeling melon seeds for his son. Brother, do you remember recording the program?]

[don't forget to come back... It's true that you drew a pig on the answer card ????】

[director group: can someone give me some face?]

"There are no spies in this game from beginning to end."

Li Qinian glanced at the director group.

[I wipe, no spies? What happened to the recording at the beginning?]

[we can't rebuild the college without spies. Didn't the task fail? How can we play this?]

Li Qinian's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes pressed down, and his tone was a little heavy:

"At the beginning, I was always curious about Sissi's identity, her major, her experience and who she was... Then I finally understood... In fact

Each of us is Sissi. "

What she said was shocking.

The heart beats faster during the cycle. Repeat this incredible conclusion:

"Are we Sissi?!"

How is this possible?

Isn't Sissi the girl in the picture?

She's dead. She's got her suicide note!

How could they be Sissi?

"Remember the single room we entered? In my room, the clock on the wall always stopped and the date always stayed on September 15, 1980."