Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 361: True death game
Chapter 361 Real Death Game
"Very ordinary fruit candy, the smell is normal, and nothing can be seen from the appearance." It is impossible for the underworld show to set a deadly trap for me before the live broadcast officially starts. Take a candy out of the plate and put it in your mouth.
"It tastes good, but..." My vision suddenly became blurred, my soul seemed to be pulled away, and I fell heavily on the floor.
Before the consciousness completely disappeared, I only had time to look at the bed sheet, where there was still a candy on the dinner plate.
"Oops."
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The back of the head seemed to have been hit hard by something, and his whole body was sore. It seemed that he had been lying on the ground for a long time, and his joints were a little stiff.
I slowly came to my senses, I didn't get up in a hurry, my eyes narrowed a slit, and I used my judgment eye to scan the surrounding environment.
"This is not Room 206 of the Anxin Hotel. I was transferred while I was in a coma." Lie on the ground as usual, pretending that I was still in a coma, and secretly observed the surroundings: "A single bed, a desk, Lamp, broken wooden barrel, this seems to be a sealed prison cell? Why did the other party bring me here? Who would the murderer be? A perverted murderer? A show in the underworld? Or a double-faced Buddha?"
There is no one around, and my hands and feet are not bound. The other party seems to just want to bring me to this place.
Getting up from the ground, I moved my wrist, everything on my body was still there, and nothing was lost.
I took out my mobile phone, the time is 11:20, but there is no signal or network.
"This place is either deep underground, or there are signal jamming devices around it." I sat on the single bed, propped my chin with both hands: "I can't figure out what this opening means at all?"
Walking to the desk, there was a piece of white paper pasted in the center of the desk, with a few lines written in bold and bold on it.
"You eleven are the most cunning, vicious and murderous criminals in this city! Each of you has one or more lives on your body, your hands are bloody, you are wearing human skin Devil! You are greedy, you are cunning, you deprive others of their lives for your own selfish desires, you use morality and kindness to disguise yourself, you have deceived the police and the law, but you cannot deceive me!"
"I will play the most exciting game with you tonight, I swear by my life, I will make you repent!"
"Game rules: Do you remember the candy you ate before you passed out? There are three colors of candy, green for prisoners, blue for police, and red for killers."
"After midnight and early morning, everyone will find out one person to confess every half hour according to the order of the room number. There is a lie detector, and you can try to tell a lie."
"After the confession is completed, everyone will vote for forgiveness. Each person has only one right to vote. They can abstain, but they cannot vote for themselves."
"The candies you eat contain mental chronic poison. After the eleven confessions, the five people with the highest votes will be saved from death. I will give you the antidote. For the remaining six people, I have prepared a special plan for you. way of punishment."
"Don't try to provoke the rules, I am among you, I can let you die at any time!"
"The person who eats the blue candy is a policeman who is responsible for maintaining order and continues until the last stage of confession. If no one dies, he will receive a 5 million bonus! A 1 million bonus will be deducted for each death. , replace it with body organs!"
"The person who eats the red candy is a killer. I think this is your favorite job. When the number of survivors on the scene is reduced to six, for each death, the killer will get a one million bonus. If the person dies, the killer wins, and I will give the killer a special reward!"
"The police and prisoners have a chance to identify every two hours. After the killer is executed, everyone will get the antidote!"
"Okay, now go meet your companions, **** devils!"
After reading the rules of the game on the white paper, I remembered the candy I ate: "This game is not fair. There are many ways to solve it, but each one is full of variables."
My eyes fell on the sentence at the beginning of the blank paper: "Eleven from the city's most cunning, vicious, and cruel murderers, who brought us together just to confess?"
The most basic points can be read from the rules of the game. First, all the people involved in the game have killed people, and they all escaped legal sanctions. They are extremely cunning bastards.
Second, the man behind the scenes is also among these eleven people, and he should be a very confident person.
Third, many people will definitely die tonight.
The start time of the game stipulated on the white paper is twelve o'clock in the middle of the night. I was not in a hurry to leave this cell. The lock opened the door a thin crack.
The corridor is very dark, and vague figures can be seen vaguely.
I closed the door, thought for a while, took out the **** show mobile phone tied on my calf, plugged in the mobile coding stick decisively, and was ready to start broadcasting.
"Once you go out, you have to face those vicious and cunning murderers. Every extra movement may arouse their suspicion. The live broadcast must not be carried out blatantly." Take out the underworld show brooch, turn on the switch, and put it on chest.
"Getting images..."
"The barrage is connecting..."
"The data is stable, do you want to start the live broadcast?"
"Yes."
"Welcome the Teletubbies died of murder into the live broadcast room, welcome Tieling Biao to enter the live broadcast room, welcome..."
The live broadcast picture was stable. I glanced at the mobile phone, and it was a third-person perspective picture captured by a pinhole camera.
Master Tieling Biao rewarded one ingot in the super thriller live broadcast room: "Today, Master Biao, I will get a first blood!"
"Why can't you see the anchor figure after the broadcast starts?"
"It's over, I won't be able to sleep tonight if I don't see the host's cute and ugly face."
The popularity is soaring, and the barrage is flying. I don't know if it is because of the recommendation of the previous female anchor or other reasons. In just two or three minutes, the number of online viewers has exceeded 6,000.
"They are all loyal fans!" I sighed, pulled off the brooch, and pointed at the camera: "Welcome everyone to the super horror live broadcast room. Before starting today's live broadcast, I must tell you that next I will To participate in a real death game, if..."
In the middle of speaking, I suddenly heard a knock on the door behind me. I subconsciously stuffed the cell phone of the underworld show into my pocket, turned my head to look at the door, and my voice became cold: "Who is outside?"
"Excuse me, I heard voices in the room, and I want to invite you out to discuss something."
The voice was that of a man, with a gentle manner, and he spoke in a leisurely manner. I put on the brooch and reached out to open the door.
The cold wind from the corridor blows into the house, and there is a man about 1.75 meters standing outside, well-proportioned, wearing a large pajamas, messy hair, and a beard that hasn't been taken care of for a long time.
While I was looking at him, he was also looking at me, and his eyes flicked to other places in the cell from time to time: "If it's convenient, can you come out and have a chat? I mean talk about the way to escape from here .”
He spoke carefully, if only from the appearance, it would be impossible to tell that this person would be a murderer with **** hands, and he is still at large.
"Let's go." I walked side by side with him in the middle of the corridor. There are a total of twelve rooms on both sides, and the room number I am in is exactly "12".
There are only two light bulbs installed in the long corridor, which looks very dark.
At the end of the corridor is a hall of 80 square meters. There is a huge round table in the center of the hall. There are eleven numbered chairs around the round table. At this moment, there are people sitting on ten of the chairs.
"The last one has been brought here, and the game will start soon." The man in pajamas led me to the hall and sat directly on chair No. 1. Now all eleven chairs are occupied, and the eleven All eyes were on me.
My scalp was numb when they saw it, and I was quite puzzled: "Eleven chairs correspond to eleven participants in this game, but now including me, there are twelve people in the hall ! How could there be one more?!"