Chapter 197

"The lights are going out. Anyway, block the gate first." The magician's face showed helpless expression way.

I don't know. The people broke down their beds from the cell and piled them up at the gate.

At the moment, the overhead battery is completely depleted and lit, and the whole prison is in the dark.

"No matter whether we give up our first way of life, we have to have lighting. Let's go back and recharge." Cried the magician.

Then there are all kinds of people who smear the sound of walking.

However, only three minutes after returning to their cells, the radio rang out an electronic voice: "No. 3, one ticket has been reported."

Zhongfen youth, who was treading on a bicycle, was shocked.

"Someone has reported Number three? Is it a serial number? "

Zhongfen youth never went into the anonymous report room, and didn't know that voting to kill someone else was for the other party's number.

However, if you think about it, each number has one vote. Since this voting method is linked with the number, it must be the number that killed the vote.

"I remember number three It's the technical girl. " Zhongfen youth thought, jumped off the bicycle, ran to find Huang Ji.

As early as after the first pass, all the people got the number plate, and the people who wanted to remember their numbers. Maybe some people don't remember, but the middle youth is not among them.

He carried everyone's numbers on his back. No. 1 and No. 2 were in the hands of the punks. No. 3 was a whey beauty, No. 4 was a magician, No. 5 was a drunkard, No. 6 was a blonde, No. 7 was Luther, No. 8 was Alan, No. 9 was Huang Ji, No. 10 was Lao Wang, No. 11 was himself, and No. 12 was a black haired girl.

"No. 3, two votes have been reported Three votes Four votes... "

"Trough, how fast!" The middle youth came to the stairway.

Suddenly, someone patted him on the shoulder from behind.

Zhongfen youth suddenly turned back, but heard Huang Ji's voice: "do not vote, give me the sign, you can go back and continue to ride a bicycle."

"This Why? That technical girl is an unjust prisoner. Isn't it good for us to cast her to death? There are seven criminals in total. If we don't vote, there will be only five. Even if the punk is also a criminal, there will be only six votes. We can't vote for that stunt girl! " In the middle of the youth low voice.

Seven votes are needed to vote for the dead, and there are seven criminals in total. If he and Huang Ji do not vote, there will not be enough votes for the criminals.

Huang Ji sneered: "who said it was not enough, do you believe that No. 3 was voted for nine votes?"

"Ah?" The youth of Zhongfen do not understand.

At this time, the radio announced that someone had voted again: "No. 3, five or six votes have been reported..."

"Six votes, this is the limit of criminals, but there is still one vote short..."

"No. 3, seven votes have been reported! Eight votes! Nine votes! " The radio suddenly announced three votes in a row!

"What!" The youth of Zhongfen were shocked.

"Boom

At the same time, there was an explosion in the opposite red building. In the dark, fire came from a room near the stairway, which was the report room.

In other words, someone was voting in the reporting room and was directly killed.

"How could there be nine votes for number three! So At least three wrongdoers voted for her! I see! " Zhongfen youth said in a low voice, and then suddenly realized.

"What do you understand?" Huang Ji said with a smile.

"I see. There are four wrongdoers in prison. They don't need to be protected because of the exposure of the wheat beauty. So her other three companions simply gave up her and threw her to death." Zhongfen youth analysis.

Huang Ji shook his head and said, "you are on the first floor."

"You've got the dead wrong. Dead It's the drunkard. "

The youth of Zhongfen said in dismay: "ah?"

Huang Ji said calmly, "so I said, you didn't understand the game at all! Do you think it's simple, pull the camp to vote? "

"Isn't it?" Thinking of the youth in Zhongfen.

Huang Ji said, "how do you know that number three is her?"

The youth of Zhongfen was stunned and said in a low voice: "I remember very clearly! I have written down the numbers of all the people. There is absolutely no mistake! "

Huang Ji laughs: "won't change?"

"Ah?" Zhongfen youth suddenly.

……

As early as the introduction of the rules, the rich began to make bets on who would die first, and then watch all kinds of plays.

On the big screen, there are a lot of monitors. Each monitor is tracking a person. No matter where the person goes, the camera will quickly cut through.

Every rich person can also use a tablet computer to focus on other cameras around one person to observe someone from multiple angles.

Rich people can also look up someone's information to see if they will die quickly.

When Alan showed his military force, many rich people had checked his information and found that he was an ordinary mercenary. He was expelled because he sold the information of his mercenary regiment. Now he is banned by the industry and lives on savings and loans.

Although it is ordinary, it is still very powerful to deal with these lower social strata.However, not many rich people regard him as a seed player, because he likes to show anger and even exposes his own force prematurely, which is very easy to be targeted.

Many rich people judge by experience that such people will die quickly, not the first, but also the second and third

When Alan knocked down the gangsters with one punch, many rich people bet some money on him and bet that he would die first.

After that, when everyone finished drawing their identities, and then all took out their unjust prison identification papers, the rich laughed.

"Ha ha ha, here we are! Classic scene! It's all the same again. "

"How many times?"

"The magician is so tired of it that he should be thrown to death by a bit of irritability."

"Well, you didn't pay attention to magicians at all, did you? He already has a lot of things in mind. "

When people get together, they can discuss.

Once dispersed, the rich mainly PEEP on their own tablets and wear headphones to see the people they are interested in.

Each rich person pays attention to different people and has different perspectives.

Although they can cut scenes everywhere, when people are separated, they often talk or do small actions at the same time. It is impossible for any rich person to understand all people's behaviors at the same time.

In general, we should pay attention to two or three.

The host and his assistants, of course, will all mark to death, but will not reveal to the rich what they did not see, in order to ensure the fairness of the game.

That is to say, the gambling between the rich is also skillful. When they see each other, they have to analyze each other, and then there will be poor intelligence.

For example, Huang Ji subdued the keyboard man, showing his amazing psychological analysis ability, only a small group of rich people noticed!

Because at the same time, there are other people doing things. Many rich people's cameras focus on other places instead of Huang Ji and keyboard man. After all, these two people are very low-key.

Most of the rich pay attention to magicians, Alan, and blondes.

However, this is also Huang Ji's plan. He deliberately makes Alan show his force and attract hatred. He appears to be the target of public criticism, but actually he is fighting for attention.

In this game, every horse racing can also be regarded as an anchor.

Huang Ji lets Alan jump like this, but also controls the field, which indirectly affects the gambling table.

Those who perform more and who do more will naturally follow and pay more attention to them. After all, they are not gambling blindly with closed eyes. Tracking some leaders from perspective can make their gambling more likely to succeed.

From time to time, the Dragon lures some people to make a small extra bet, such as who is the first to get off when people are riding bicycles. For example, who is the last person to ride a bicycle. For example, how many minutes will everyone step on and then stop.

In a word, you can gamble on anything you like.

The Dragon talks all over the place, mainly aiming at kogas, and often makes such small bets.

No doubt, he always bet right, because Huang Ji is prompting him.

Huang Ji discussed a lot of sign language with him. In addition to saying on the mouth, flicking fingers and slapping pockets, they were also transmitting information.

Other symbols are thought to be some small movements, a glance over the past, will not think much.

But for the dragon, this is actually Huang Ji constantly giving him various small answers. "Drunkard will be the first to be lazy," or "everyone will stop after 20 minutes at most.".

According to this, the Dragon set up a gambling game and made a lot of money. He would even draw inferences from one instance and guess that Huang Ji must be the one who insisted on cycling to the end.

"It's time to leave. The first victim is about to appear. You can't wait for another ten seconds to make a bet." Kim said.

"Damn, how can these people be so harmonious? Or is there something wrong with my perspective? It's an asshole Some rich people don't know who to bet. Most of them are trapped by Alan. They spend too much time focusing on Alan. As a result, Alan almost does nothing. He talks and does something occasionally. He also talks in public places and gathers in the square. He doesn't do anything secretly.

"Ah! This woman has revealed herself

"Ha ha! I haven't seen it for years. This woman is a bit stupid. "

"She's dead. Bet!"

Some rich people who don't know how complicated the game is because Alan is a jerk. Before the deadline, when they see the wheat beauty exposing themselves, they immediately put their money on it.

"Hey, hey, hey, you're going to lose money. Have you forgotten the operation of some players before?" A smart rich man laughs.

"Bang, I know what you mean. Don't be too God oriented. This is just the beginning. Where do these people in the game know so much?" Said the rich, who had bet on the wheat beauty.

"Yes, then watch." A small number of rich people laugh but do not speak.

Time came to turn off the lights, the rich in the dark through the perspective of infrared photography.

"Ward Fark? What is the magician going to do"No, this drunkard Don't take it! Don't take it

"Wow! Yes, they are. They are interesting! The magician had thought of it for a long time

……

The magician did an amazing thing.

In the dark, over the red chamber, the magician kept persuading the punks, Alan and others not to vote for the wheat beauty.

"Stay away from me!" Alan didn't care about him and walked away.

The punk said, "if we don't vote, are we going to die here? Do you want to protect her so much, are you also a wrongdoer? "

In a word, we should not discuss other ways of charging, even if we have other ways

"Bang..." The punk walked away indifferently.

At this moment, in the corridor on the second floor, there are only magicians, drunkards, and wheat beauties.

The magician took the drunkard's shoulder seriously and said, "don't vote, listen to me! All right? "

The drunkard said, "you are also a wrongdoer Why do you protect her like this? "

"I'm a criminal, but I'm in love with her." Said the magician.

"Well..." The wheaten beauty hid her face and wept.

Drunkard way: "she is just a whore, you protect her, will eventually kill you."

"I'd like to believe you, brother. I wanted to live with you, but if you want to protect her like this, I can only treat you as a wrongdoer."

The magician released his hand and was depressed.

The wheaten beauty seemed to have given up hope. She hugged the magician from behind: "kiss me."

Drunkard is struck by lightning. What?

Then he heard the rustling of her clothes, and the woman seemed to want to make the last acquaintance with the magician.

So they walked into the cell next to them, and then the sound of violent exercise was heard on the bed.

The drunkard swearing away in the corridor.

At that moment, the radio rang out, and No. 3 was voted for.

The drunkard stopped and thought of something: "the magician took off his clothes. Is his number plate in his clothes? I remember it was lost in the hallway! "

He immediately turned back and secretly fumbled on the ground. Sure enough, in the sound of intense intimacy in the cell, the drunkard touched the magician's suit, and there was a number plate in his pocket.

“nice！ Then I'll have two tickets! "

The drunkard was surprised by the intimacy of the two listeners, who could not help sneering: "at the beginning, I thought you were very smart, but it seems that you are just a sentimental guy. I take your number. This woman will kill you. I will help you solve her."

He took the magician's number plate and was about to vote.

At this time, the number of votes was rising, and the wheat beauty cried, "go and vote, stay away from me, and don't be implicated by the bomb on my neck..."

"I'm sorry." Exclaimed the magician.

The drunkard heard that he was out of the cell, and apparently the rising number of votes didn't give them time to keep warm.

"You must live," said the wheat beauty

"Yes Ah? What about my brand? " Said the magician suddenly.

The drunkard sneered and opened the door and entered the report room.

He looked at the twelve numbers on the voting machine, and resolutely clapped down the two number plates and pressed them on number three.

"Wake up! This is the game of death! If you are confused by color, don't blame me for taking your brand

However, at the same time, the wheat beauty, also holding a number plate, cast a vote for No. 3 in the report room downstairs.

Broadcast three tickets in a row! Nine votes on the third!

"Boom

The collar around the drunkard's neck explodes!

The loud noise and flame light attracted all the people. The blue building looked over from the fence, but because it was too dark, I only knew that someone was dead, but I didn't know who it was.

On the side of the red chamber, Alan and the gangsters ran to follow the sound of the explosion. In the dark, Alan said, "who is dead?"

"I can't see clearly. It's bloody to feel," said the little gangster

"Who else is there?" Alan asked.

The magician came up and said, "I'm here."

Then the wheaten beauty said excitedly, "I I'm here too

"Are you still alive? Ah? " The little gangster was surprised. He didn't expect that the dead man was a drunkard.

Alan said in a low voice, "I see. You can change the number."

"Change the number?" The little gangster was surprised.

But think about it, you can! Because the vote is a number, everyone has to take the number card to vote.

However, who is what number, although it has been decided after the first round, but it is their own decision.From the beginning, when I was having a buffet at the casino, the manager said, "you can choose the number.

"The number is not fixed. I didn't have the number at first. The five numbers were all in the hands of the flat headed man. Later, I picked up five, divided three, and left two, which made me a number one or two."

"You've thought of it for a long time! It's insidious. In order to save this woman, you gave number three to the drunkard

The magician said in a low voice, "no, this number was stolen by himself."

"Don't talk nonsense. I pulled him to make love and took off his clothes on the ground just now, so that the drunkard can take advantage of it."

"Tut tut It's even more insidious. You're afraid that if you give it to him directly, he will doubt your purpose and think of your plot. "

"So you give him a chance to steal your number. In fact, you've already exchanged your number with this woman. "

"So, even if that drunkard thinks of the possibility of changing his number, he will mistakenly think that he is taking your number four instead of this woman's number three! As a result, I threw myself in and I died

The magician sighed: "well, whatever you say, anyway, he stole the number, he died in his own greed."

"No. 3 was executed and he died. This means that numbers can actually transfer hosts. Whether it's picking it up or exchanging it on its own initiative. "

"So The four of us can work together. "

"What cooperation?" the punk said

"I thought I heard you say His body feels bloody? " Said the magician.

The punk was silent.

The magician said, "that is to say, you just took the three number plates from the corpse! Add in your two, and you can vote five on your own

The little gangster was frightened and angry. He was angry that the magician had made a mistake. He only touched two number cards just now! But the magician said he picked up three?

"Nonsense..." The bully scolded, but hesitated for a moment.

Because at the beginning of the game, everyone said that no one was allowed to take away other people's number plate, no matter in any form! Otherwise, everyone will fight together!

He made this rule by himself!

"Slot..." The punk realized that the magician didn't foul, because it was the drunkard who stole it, and the drunkard who fouled it.

But he just touched two signs from the corpse. Now he admitted that it was a handle!

In the future, the magician can make use of this at any time!

"I Grass mud horse, I didn't take it The little gangster is stupid. He now has four brands, but he is falsely accused of having five brands. However, he does not dare to admit it.

Whether it is four brands or five brands, he will be the target of public criticism.

The magician said, "didn't you take it? Let's have a look for that man

Alan said with a smile, "OK."

They fumbled for some time, but they didn't find the sign on the body of the drunkard. They also felt all over the ground.

"Boy, did you forget that I didn't raise my hand before? Admit it when you take it. I won't do it anyway. I don't care if you have several brands. Well, how about my brand? " Alan laughs and suddenly throws his brand into the hands of the punk.

The little gangster instinctively caught it, and then he was surprised.

"Ah?" He realized that if the vote killed the brand holder, the best thing is to have no brand!

If you don't have a brand, you don't have a number. It doesn't matter which one is 1-12!

This is equivalent to directly quitting the most cruel "voting homicide" project. People without a brand can neither vote for others nor be voted for!

Be invincible!

"Faker! You two The little gangster reacted and broke out a cold sweat.

Now he has five brands, which is equivalent to five votes. It sounds very exciting, but in fact, the probability of being killed is nearly half!

The so-called number plate, in this game, became hot potato!

It's not a simple vote to kill game!

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