Chapter 18 Game over
Zhou Ziheng turned on the light in the room, only then did he see Xia Xiqing leaning against the wall, his forehead was full of fine beads of sweat, his lips were pale, his head was half down, and his chest was slightly heaving.
For some reason, Zhou Ziheng would unconsciously associate him with the rose on the paper at the moment.
What Xia Xiqing said to him before suddenly appeared in his mind.
[I am afraid of the dark. ]
[If there is a dark room in the future, just leave me if you don't want to be held back. ]
What he said was true...
It turned out that he was really afraid of the dark.
Since we met, Xia Xiqing's image in Zhou Ziheng's heart was negative and strong, too cunning, too confident, and too smart. Such a person doesn't seem to have any weakness no matter what, but now, his weakness is exposed in front of him.
Zhou Ziheng couldn't tell what kind of emotion this was. It seemed that he had obtained some kind of special rights, and he seemed to have an unusual desire for protection.
The moment the word was born in his mind was rejected by Zhou Ziheng himself. He couldn't imagine how he associated Xia Xiqing with the desire for protection.
Probably driven crazy by this perverted reality show.
Xia Xiqing leaned against the wall motionless, as if waiting for recovery.
The clever and cunning villain was the first to go out. For some reason, his mood was a little complicated.
It is not unexpected, because Xia Xiqing is really too smart, and the sharp-edged person is always easy to get out of the game. But Zhou Ziheng couldn't figure it out, why didn't he hide his clumsiness?
How did he know that Xia Xiqing was not just not hiding, after the half-hour countdown started, Xia Xiqing almost tried his best to draw all Shang Sirui's attention to himself, the purpose was to disrupt his original plan and let Zhou Ziheng escape safely .
Anyway, in his heart, as long as the killer doesn't win, he doesn't lose as a victim.
Xia Xiqing put one hand on the wall, his body slowly straightened up, and he turned to walk to the door.
"Hey..."
Xia Xiqing turned his head, his eyes didn't meet him, he hung down tiredly, his slender index finger was on his lips, and he didn't speak.
He has lost his right to speak.
Zhou Ziheng didn't speak anymore, and followed him out of the study, through the bedroom and into the living room.
Cen Chen, Ruan Xiao and Shang Sirui were all standing in the living room. The expression on Ruan Xiao's face was serious, as if she had expected this result. , first looked at Xia Xiqing in front, and then looked at Zhou Ziheng behind Xia Xiqing.
Xia Xiqing felt a little relieved. He didn't want others to see his vulnerable side. To be honest, even if the other party was Zhou Ziheng, he didn't want to. more unwilling.
He raised the corners of his mouth, habitually showing a smile that should not belong to a loser at all, looking straight at Shang Sirui who "killed" him. The performance of the other party is beyond the performance quality of an idol. Although he was a little stunned, he quickly regained his composure and looked a little stunned, "Xi Qing, you..."
awesome. Xia Xiqing considers himself unlucky. He has always had a "smart disease" and is only interested in or guarded against smart people. In his eyes, those who are stupid are no different from pets.
Bad habits are a breeding ground for failure.
But Xia Xiqing did not feel that he had failed. As long as Zhou Ziheng could escape successfully, he would not lose.
Facing Shang Sirui's question, Xia Xiqing did not respond. He slowly raised his hand, put his index finger and thumb at the corner of his mouth, and gently pulled it to the other side to keep silent. Then he walked to the attendance bureau in the living room calmly, and stood obediently in the small circle with his hands behind his back.
Zhou Ziheng didn't want to look at him.
His eyes first went to the farthest dining table, then to the sofa, then to the rug, and finally to him.
It seemed that if he walked around like this, he was not looking at Xia Xiqing.
Xia Xiqing also looked at Zhou Ziheng, even tilted his head and smiled at him, his teeth were white and dazzling.
Zhou Ziheng suddenly looked as if he had been stabbed by a needle, and then looked away, strangely, the smile just now played in his mind.
When he tilted his head, his long forehead hair would fall from the side of his cheek to the bridge of his nose, sweeping over and over the tip of his nose.
What are you laughing at? This person is obviously going to be out. really don't understand.
"Player Xia Xiqing, out. Three, two, one."
The floor of the round exit seat suddenly opened downwards, and Xia Xiqing, who had lost his support, fell off. The floor was closed again, and Xia Xiqing, who was "killed" by the killer, disappeared in front of everyone.
Zhou Ziheng stared at the circular area, feeling somewhat uncomfortable for no reason. At this moment, Cen Chen suddenly said, "Could it be that what Xia Xiqing said is true? Ziheng, you are really a killer."
Ruan Xiao, who originally wanted to speak for Zhou Ziheng, suddenly thought of Xia Xiqing's previous instructions and swallowed it back.
Zhou Ziheng turned around, put both hands in his pockets, and said calmly, "If I were the killer, I would definitely kill him first." ."
"It's a pity?" Cen Chen frowned slightly, "It's a pity that he was 'killed'?"
"It's a pity that I'm not a killer, so I can't 'kill' him myself." Zhou Ziheng said in a flat tone that sounded terrible, then walked to the dining table, pulled out a chair and sat on it, "There's less than a minute left, Come and vote."
Cen Chen also walked over and sat down, "How can you prove that you're not?"
Zhou Ziheng rested his chin in his hand and raised his eyes to look at her, "If I were, I wouldn't have helped Xia Xiqing untangle the handcuffs from the very beginning."
Cen Chen wanted to keep asking, but the announcement from the program team sounded again.
"The countdown is over, and the first round of voting officially begins. All players please take your seats."
Although Zhou Ziheng explained it like this, Cen Chen watched Xia Xiqing who was "killed" and Zhou Ziheng come out of the same room, and she already knew in her heart that Zhou Ziheng was the killer, "Whether you admit it or not, this round of voting is over. Then you will know the truth."
"No." Zhou Ziheng smiled rarely, "Even if you throw me to death, you won't know who the killer is. Only when the game is over and you lose cleanly will you know the truth."
Cen Chen was a little speechless after being scolded by him like this. Shang Sirui and Ruan Xiao also sat down, Cen Chen winked at Ruan Xiao, Ruan Xiao nodded slightly, but still said nothing.
Zhou Ziheng looked calm and indifferent on the surface, but he was still nervous in his heart. Cen Chen definitely wanted to vote him out this time. If it really is as Xia Xiqing said, Shang Sirui is the killer, then the vote in his hand Must be aimed at himself. Ruan Xiao...
He had almost zero communication with Ruan Xiao, but from what it looked like earlier, Ruan Xiao had already formed an alliance with Cen Chen.
It would be a lie to say that he is not nervous, Zhou Ziheng's palms are starting to sweat uncontrollably now.
"Players please send the Killer candidates in your mind through your mobile phone. There is only one chance. Be sure to send it after repeated confirmation. The countdown is ten seconds, and it starts now."
"nineteen"
strangeness.
At this critical juncture, Zhou Ziheng's mind actually showed the smile of Xia Xiqing before his exit, as well as the words he swore in the dark.
"Eight—seven—"
[Shang Sirui is the killer, trust me. ]
He seemed to have anticipated the end.
"Six-five-four-"
Although Zhou Ziheng is reluctant to admit it, in this game, the only person he can call an ally is Xia Xiqing, so at this moment, even if Zhou Ziheng is executed for believing in him, Zhou Ziheng will admit it.
Besides, he had already begun to doubt Shang Sirui, and all that was missing was evidence.
"three two"
Zhou Ziheng entered the answer in his mind on his mobile phone and clicked send without hesitation.
"One. When the time is up, the voting results of the players are being counted."
The four people at the table looked at each other, the atmosphere was subtle. Zhou Ziheng leaned back on the chair and stared at Shang Sirui, who was sitting opposite him, like a cheetah waiting for an opportunity, but the other party lowered his head subtly, avoiding his eyes.
To be honest, this is not like the on-the-spot reaction of a person who can hide so well, but he still chooses to believe what Xia Xiqing said.
"The results of the vote are now announced. After the secret ballots of the players, the people who were executed this round are—"
The sound of the announcement paused for a few seconds, and Zhou Ziheng felt that his heartbeat had begun to accelerate uncontrollably.
If he is executed, what will happen to the clues in his hand?
It must be handed over to the public. In that case, the killer will definitely win, no matter which of the three he is.
Thinking of this, Zhou Ziheng couldn't help feeling depressed.
"No one. This game is a draw, and we will not execute anyone. Players, please continue the game."
This kind of ending was a bit unexpected, especially Cen Chen, she looked at Shang Sirui next to her in surprise, then turned to Ruan Xiao, "Which one of you didn't vote for him?"
Ruan Xiao frowned innocently, "I voted."
Zhou Ziheng, who was out of the way, observed the expressions of everyone on the other side. When Ruan Xiao was talking, he tapped the table with his fingers all the time. There was obviously a problem. He turned his attention to Shang Sirui again. His expression was not right. But it doesn't seem to be a surprise to this result.
Zhou Ziheng analyzed the ownership of the execution votes in everyone's hands. He voted for Shang Sirui, and Cen Chen must have voted for himself.
In the end, there was a tie, which means that Shang Sirui and Ruan Xiao voted for themselves and Shang Sirui respectively. It is absolutely impossible for Shang Sirui to commit himself.
Therefore, Ruan Xiao voted for Shang Sirui.
Zhou Ziheng understood the inclinations of the four people on the field, and was even more convinced that Shang Sirui was the killer. The reason why Xia Xiqing died so quickly must have found evidence that he was the killer.
What he is holding now is a clue to leave the whole house. To be honest, there is no need to prove Shang Sirui's identity to everyone. As long as he escapes from the house before him, the game is over.
Thinking of this, Zhou Ziheng stood up from his seat.
Cen Chen looked up at him, "Where are you going, Ziheng?"
"Of course I'm looking for clues to escape." Zhou Ziheng pushed the chair back, "Anyway, no one is out this round, it's better to just sit and find clues to escape."
After speaking, Zhou Ziheng turned around and went back to the study. As expected, Shang Sirui stopped him, "Ziheng, I'll go with you."
Zhou Ziheng didn't stop him, "Yeah."
The two entered the study room one after the other.
Almost nothing changed in the study. Shang Sirui gently closed the door and asked tentatively, "Ziheng, who did you vote for just now?"
Zhou Ziheng pretended to be trying to find clues and asked calmly, "Who did you vote for?"
Shang Sirui laughed, "Oh, I abstained from voting." He sat on the chair in front of the long desk with a relaxed face, "I can't see anything, so it's better not to vote, so as not to kill innocent people by mistake."
Abstain from voting? That's a clever explanation.
Zhou Ziheng glanced at him, then nodded slowly, "You're right." He walked to Shang Sirui's side. This chair was the one he was sitting on when he was tied up earlier. Office chair with armrests.
Probably because of nervousness, Shang Sirui's hand on the armrest trembled slightly. In order to hide it, he simply grabbed the armrest to make himself look more normal.
Zhou Ziheng observed this, he looked away and said, "Now Xia Xiqing is out, I think I need to find someone to form an alliance with." He put his left hand into his pocket, took out a piece of paper and put it in Shangsi On the desk in front of Rui, "This is an important clue I found, look." As he spoke, his right hand went into the other pocket at the same time.
"Clues?" Shang Sirui leaned forward slightly.
When Shang Sirui focused all his attention on the so-called important clues, Zhou Ziheng seized the gap of two seconds, took out the handcuffs from the gramophone from his pocket with his right hand, and put Shang Sirui on it. His hands were firmly on the office chair.
Shang Sirui reacted instantly, the important clue on the table was simply a blank piece of paper!
Zhou Ziheng picked up the rope on the ground and tied Shang Sirui to the chair.
"Ziheng! You! Hey, why are you tying me up?" Shang Sirui struggled constantly, but Zhou Ziheng didn't mean to stop.
"Did you make a mistake, or are you the killer?"
"Shh." Zhou Ziheng looked at his face and said softly, "Stop acting, the game will be over soon."
When everything was done, Zhou Ziheng stretched out one leg and gently kicked the lower edge of the office chair, and Shang Sirui slid away together with the chair.
"Sorry, take a rest first."
Shang Sirui struggled desperately on the chair, but couldn't get up. He could only watch Zhou Ziheng leave the room and close the door.
He didn't know that, before that, Zhou Ziheng had already found all the clues to leave the house and led him here, just to trap him here, so as not to be preempted by him as a killer when he finally cracked it. machine, escape the house.
Previously, Zhou Ziheng took advantage of the fact that Xia Xiqing and the four were entangled in another room, opened the painting he gave him, and found the flashlight parts hidden by the program team on the sofa in the living room according to the clues of [Couch Flashlight Study Turn Off Lights] , assembled into a complete flashlight, he tried the flashlight to illuminate the living room, and went around a full circle. Finally, in the password input field on the second line of the gate, he found the words that would only be displayed when the torch was illuminated.
On the left side of the password field where you only need to enter three letters, there is a sentence.
[Who is the killer? ]
But this is only one of the passwords. The other password still requires him to find the number. Zhou Ziheng thought of the last two clues of [the sofa flashlight and the study turn off the light], so he entered the study and turned off the light. In the dark, Zhou Ziheng raised the flashlight to check In the corners of the room, it was found that there were red luminous words on the four corners of the room, namely - 2, 3, 7 and prime.
Zhou Ziheng, who was born in science, quickly understood that prime is a prime number, 2, 3, and 7 are all prime numbers, and they are all single digits. The two requirements are also met, and there is only one number, that is 5.
Zhou Ziheng, who came out of the study, strode away and came to the living room. Shang Sirui's shouts could be heard in the living room.
"What happened to Sirui?" Just as Cen Chen was about to go to the study, he was stopped by Ruan Xiao, "Sister Cen Chen, wait a moment."
"Wait a minute? What are you waiting for?"
Zhou Ziheng had come to the gate at this time, he entered the four numbers [2, 3, 5, 7] in the first column with the fastest speed, and entered the answer to the question in the next column.
[SON]
The son is the murderer.
The touch screen turned blue, and after flashing three times, a green prompt appeared.
[The password is correct, congratulations on customs clearance! ]
With a bang, the door opened.
Zhou Ziheng raised his eyes and looked forward. He imagined many possibilities. Behind this door, there were probably a lot of cameras, or maybe the planner of the program team. He even thought about the lines after they came out.
But he never thought that after he escaped from this door in a cold sweat, the first person he saw was actually Xia Xiqing.
Xia Xiqing in a white shirt stood at the door. The light arranged by the program team came from behind him. The backlight rubbed against his shoulder line and gently covered his left chest. His face was blurred by the backlight. , leaving only the beautiful arc when the corners of the lips are lifted, "That's great."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Xiqing, who was less than half a meter apart, suddenly stepped forward and hugged him, hugging him tightly in the same way that men celebrate victory.
Zhou Ziheng was a little stunned, letting this person take the opportunity to hug slyly, he forgot to resist.
It's really strange, the previous aggressive perfume smell seems to have gradually changed, the tobacco smell fades, and the musk smell disappears. Zhou Ziheng felt that his tir
ed body was gently and softly wrapped by a warm woody fragrance. The scent, the body temperature, the ironing of the palm of the hand against the back, and the end of the person who always seems not so sincere when he speaks.
"I knew we would win."