Chapter 131 Grand Performance (2) Act 1
After a brief self-introduction, the players all knew each other's names.
The elderly Cynthia smiled kindly: "Everyone should tell the number of puzzle copies they have passed, and describe their understanding of puzzle solving. If you encounter a puzzle that needs to be solved collectively, , I can assign the most reasonable amount of tasks based on your experience."
"Why should I listen to you?" Hansen stared at her coldly, "This is not a team copy. Who knows what will happen next. They will ask us to kill each other. Do you think we are stupid for disclosing information here?"
He spoke loudly, with a fierce look on his face, which made He Hui wince.
Cynthia's smile never diminished: "I don't want to deceive you, but this is a 'multiplayer' copy, not a 'confrontation' copy, which shows that there is the possibility of cooperation. I am a humanist, no matter what situation I face, I will first think about ways to keep more people alive."
Qisi said with a half-smile: "The pre-prompt message is that 'every one of us is guilty', in this setting where everyone is a villain. "It's not wise to pretend to be a good person."
Cynthia shook her head: "The direction of the forward prompt is always vague. Without collecting enough clues, random guessing will only cause internal friction."< br>
“That’s what I said, but I don’t dare to bet.” Qi Sihua used Shang Qingbei’s lines in the previous copy and asked with a smile, “When it comes to life and death, there is no room for any mistakes, and you insist on it. What position requires us to relax our vigilance? "
Dong Xiwen was diving on the sidelines, listening to the players' heated arguments, and probably understood the zero-sum game nature of this game.
He waited for a long time, but didn't hear anyone get to the point, so he couldn't help but say: "By the way, does anyone know what the mission is? Is it to survive for a few days, or..."
"Welcome to Scarlet Theater!”
An exaggerated greeting sounded not far away, interrupting Dong Xiwen’s words.
Then, a beam of stage light hit the wall at the edge of the stage, illuminating the dark corner extremely brightly. A tall and thin shadow appeared out of thin air in the light and shadow. At first it was just a ball of black, but it soon solidified into a human shape.
Qisi suppressed his smile and looked at the source of the sound.
The man was wearing a black dress, and his figure was thin and slender, resembling the legendary lanky ghost. He wears a white mask on his face. There are no patterns on the mask, and there are only two black holes dug in the eyes. When facing the player, it gives people a faint feeling of staring.
According to past experience, it is basically certain that this belated man in black is an important NPC in this copy.
The man in black, leaning on a cane, walked stiffly to the table step by step, opened his arms, and said enthusiastically: "Ladies and gentlemen! I am your friend, puppeteer and playwright Charlie , welcome to my last performance!"
"I want to explore a new art form that involves all people who love art, you are the audience and you will be the actors."
“The performance has begun, let’s start the carnival now and play this grand absurdity!”
His accent changed a thousand times, and every sound was anti-human, as if the sound engineer was killed and then hit his head on the equipment and rolled around.
Qisi raised his head and glanced at the conical roof directly above the stage, and thought with a sense of humor: If everyone participates in the performance, the most participating way is probably to be made into a puppet.
Dong Xiwen obviously thought of this and asked three times: "So what kind of acting method? Is there a script? Is there any personal accident insurance?"
Charlie bowed to the player with his back , waist and abdomen almost touching the knees, as if performing some weird ritual.
The next second, a shadow passed over his head. Qiss only felt something flashing in front of his eyes, and the wind slipped behind his ears.
The bloody smell hit his face, and a dark shadow fell from the sky. It was hung in the middle of the players by silk threads, swinging gently due to inertia.
That was a bloody person.
This man is small in stature and looks to be only eleven or twelve years old. The exposed areas such as the arms and calves were mottled with fish scale-like scars, which looked like someone had used a small spoon to cut out the flesh piece by piece. Bones are deeply visible in most places, and gelatinous fascia and blood are still flowing downwards.
A certain piece of gray stain in his memory was touched. Qisi raised his eyes and looked up along the blood-stained corpse. Sure enough, he saw an unexpected face. It was very familiar and very memorable.
Just like many killers will still remember the first order they took, he will never forget this face and what happened behind it.
This was the first person he killed. In order to hit the vital point quickly and accurately, he even killed a neighbor's dog in advance to practice...
"Can weird games really read the player's memory?" "?" Qisi narrowed his eyes. He really didn't expect that a dead man who was almost in elementary school would appear here as a prop closely related to the plot of the copy.
"Holy shit! What's going on?" Dong Xiwen was the first to yell.
"I don't know...it's so scary..." Hehui lowered his head, his shoulders shaking.
Although Hansen and Cynthia were still calm, their expressions were not natural. Anyone who is suddenly faced with a corpse with a miserable appearance will not be in a good mood.
Chiss retracted his gaze from the corpse's face and stared down at the table with an innocent expression.
He always had a hunch that if other players found out that he was the murderer, they would end badly.
"Hoho, it's just a little warm-up game, I hope you like it!" Charlie's tone was still passionate, "One person died, and the murderer is among you. After the game is over, you guys We need to vote for the murderer!"
Cynthia asked: "What will happen to the murderer after voting for him?"
Charlie said: "I will design a luxurious exit for him. A way to make him die befitting the crime he committed!”
"Sin"? The old players caught the key words and signaled each other with their eyes.
Dong Xiwen felt cold and raised his hand to ask: "What will happen if we choose the wrong one?"
"No matter who you choose, he will be executed. The audience does not care about the truth. What is it, they want excitement, blood, and death!" Charlie made a weird "ho ho" sound, and his words trembled, "No matter what choice you make, you don't have to bear the consequences directly, so don't be stingy with yours. The right to vote, the carnival is the most important thing!”
Dong Xiwenxu said with eyes: “You don’t bear the consequences directly, so you will bear the consequences indirectly? And what the hell are you saying we are the audience? Can I say that I prefer watching Sakura no Fu's short movie?"
Wa Keiya said: "Yes, I am really afraid of blood. As a viewer, can I tell you this? Any requests for less bloody scenes? ”
"You are only a minority. As a playwright, I have to cater to the majority!" Charlie said loudly, "I have prepared three questions for you in this game. Each of you must answer truthfully. Wait until you have heard all People’s answers, I believe you will all have a candidate to vote for. When the time comes, you only need to write the other person’s name on the paper. The person with the most votes will be the murderer!”
When Qisi heard the word “name”, His eyebrows were slightly raised: "What if we don't know each other's real name?"
Charlie turned his pale masked face to him: "Didn't you already tell the audience the name of the character you played? The audience doesn't They care about your original name, what they care about is the character, the name of the character!" The players invariably thought of the self-introductions of the opening few people. There is no doubt that most of what they said were pseudonyms; and it can be heard from Charlie's subtext that the names they made up are their references in this copy.
There will be no situation like "Why are you asking Lu Xun to accuse me, Zhou Shuren?", the "character name" they report will truly point to themselves.
Why is the expression "just tell the audience" so strange? Is there any other audience besides them?
Dong Xiwen was outspoken and directly raised the common questions of the players.
“Of course!” Charlie said with a smile, “When a drama is created, it is naturally aimed at thousands of viewers. Although you can’t see them, they are all here!”< br>
Dong Xiwen had goosebumps all over his body, and he felt like countless pairs of eyes were lurking in the shadows, peering at him.
He quickly moved his eyes around and looked around, but didn't see anything suspicious. The whole room was like a huge stage, and every part was filled with flash lights.
Charlie was unaware of his discomfort and was as excited as a madman: "Don't worry, I will let the whole world see this performance one day! Art is an explosion, they will like it!"
Chis smiled: "It sounds very interesting. Although I hate being a monkey in the show, if it is the whole world as the stage, that is another matter. So, you can now talk about what you have prepared. What’s the question?”
“Do you like my idea? That’s great!” Charlie said happily, “I believe you can’t wait, so I won’t talk nonsense. "How old were you when you first killed someone?"
Qisi felt the strong malice belonging to this copy for a moment.
The age of the corpse is easy to judge. Once he answers the question truthfully, there is no guarantee that other players will not make associations.
And if he plays word games and makes mistakes, his guilty conscience will be visible to the naked eye in the eyes of other players.
Weird Game didn’t even want to lose face and targeted him so blatantly?
Chis asked calmly: "Who should I start with?"
Charlie remained silent and left the details completely to the players to decide.
Cynthia smiled and said: "Answer in the order of seat numbers. Zhou Ke, you are No. 1, so logically you should go first."
"It's not fair." Qisi shook his head. "If every question is answered in this order, people at the bottom will have the opportunity to use the time when others answer to weave lies."
Dong Xiwen frowned: " Didn’t Charlie say he should answer truthfully? Who dares to lie and risk his life?”
Chis said calmly: “The truth can sometimes lie.”
"Zhou Ke, are you feeling guilty when you chirp so much?" Hansen yelled impatiently, "If you really don't want to be the first to answer, then start from the 5th."
Chis turned his head and looked at him: "Hansen, you seem to want to quickly identify an object of suspicion and attract other people's attention. I suggested starting from No. 5, probably because you are No. 2 and don't want the second one. Answer. What are you worried about? ”
Hansen sneered: "You are slandering! You made the first suggestion and didn't want to be the first to answer. I think you are eager to get rid of the suspicion!"
Chis turned to Charlie: "Twelve years old. "
"...Huh? "
The players were all stunned, and then they realized that Qiss was answering Charlie's question of "How old were you when you first killed someone?"
Dong Xiwen had a complicated expression: "Brother, you are so young, is it an accident or something?"
Ziss was noncommittal and looked at Hansen with a smile: "Okay, I've finished answering the first question, it's your turn."
Hansen glared at him warningly and said in a low voice: "Nineteen years old . ”
Two people set an example, and the next three quickly took over.
He Hui: "Fourteen years old."
Dong Xiwen: "Huh? So you also..."
Cynthia: "I don't know if that counts, but if it means someone died because of me, then the first time was forty-six years ago, when I was thirty-two years old."
Dong Xiwen : "Wait, you are over seventy?"
Seeing everyone looking at him, he touched his nose awkwardly: "Oh, I killed this person when I was twenty years old, two years ago It’s not a pity that that scumbag died. I don’t regret it.”
Everyone had finished answering the first question. Qisi was bored and picked up a pen to write down what everyone said. information.
He noticed that except for the initial dispute between him and Hansen, no one later became suspicious of other players after hearing the answer.
He almost figured it out: If the first question could reveal the murderer, there was no need for Charlie to prepare three questions.
As a playwright, I naturally know that - "The gun that appears in the first act of the play must go off in the third act."
Since it is said that three questions should be asked, the candidate in the player's mind must wait until the three questions are answered before the candidate can be truly clear.
“In the first question, no one of you lied. Although it lacks a bit of drama, it also makes the plot progress more smoothly so that it can reach the climax as soon as possible.”
Charlie Shen Shen Nao Nao He made a comment and raised his voice: "Second question, how did you kill him and dispose of his body?"
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