Chapter 361 Real Death Game

"It's a very ordinary fruit candy with a normal smell. There's nothing obvious about it from the appearance." It's impossible for the underworld show to set a trap for me before the live broadcast officially started. In order to complete the task, I carefully took out the plate. Put a candy in your mouth.

"It tastes good, but..." My vision suddenly became blurry, my soul seemed to be pulled out, and I fell heavily to the floor.

Before I completely lost consciousness, I only had time to look at the sheets, where there was a candy on the plate.

"Oops."

…

The back of the head seemed to have been hit hard by something, and my whole body ached. It seemed that I had been lying on the ground for a long time, and my joints were a little stiff.

I slowly regained consciousness and did not get up in a hurry. I narrowed my eyes and scanned the surrounding environment with my judgment eyes.

"This is not room 206 of the Anxin Hotel. I was moved while I was unconscious." He lay on the ground as he was, pretending that he was still in a coma, and secretly observed the surroundings: "A single bed, desk, lamp, tattered barrel, this seems to be a sealed cell? Why did the other party bring me here? Who could be the murderer? A perverted murderer? A show from the underworld? Or a double-faced Buddha? "

There was no one around, and my hands and feet were not bound. It seemed that the other party just wanted to bring me to this place.

I got up from the ground and moved my wrists. Everything on my body was still there and nothing was lost.

I took out my mobile phone. The time was now 11:20, but there was no signal or network.

"Either this place is deep underground, or there are signal jamming devices placed around it." I sat on the single bed and supported my chin with my hands: "I have no idea what this opening means?"

When I walked to the table, there was a piece of white paper stuck in the center of the desk, with a few lines of words written in bold letters on it.

"The eleven of you are the most cunning, vicious, and brutal criminals from this city! Each of you has one or more human lives on your body. Your hands are stained with blood. You are devils in human skin! You Greedy, you are cunning, you take away the lives of others for your own selfish desires, you disguise yourself with morality and kindness, you have deceived the police and the law, but you cannot deceive me!"

"Tonight I will play the most exciting game with you. I swear on my life that I will make you repent!"

"Game rules: Remember the candy you ate before you fell into coma? There are three colors of candy, green represents the prisoner, blue represents the police, and red represents the killer."

"After midnight and early morning, everyone will find one person in order of room number to confess every half hour. There is an electric chair in the hall outside. The penitent needs to sit on the electric chair and tell the story of his murder. The electric chair is equipped with a lie detector. Instrument, you can try the consequences of lying."

"After the confession is completed, everyone will vote for forgiveness. Each person only has the right to vote once. He can abstain, but he cannot vote for himself."

"The candies you eat contain chronic mental poisons. After the eleven confessions, the five people with the highest votes will be spared from death, and I will give you the antidote. For the remaining six, I have prepared a special punishment method for you. ."

"Don't try to challenge the rules. I'm among you and I can make you die at any time!"

"The person who eats the blue candy is a policeman and is responsible for maintaining order until the last confession stage. If no one dies, he will receive a bonus of 5 million! A bonus of 1 million will be deducted for each person who dies. After the bonus is deducted, use your body to Organ replacement!”

"The person who eats the red candy is identified as a killer. I think this is your favorite profession. When the number of survivors on the scene is reduced to six, for every person who dies, the killer will receive a bonus of one million. Everyone except the killer dies. If the killer wins, I will give the killer a special reward!"

"The police and prisoners will have a chance to identify each other every two hours. After the killer is executed, everyone will receive the antidote!"

"Okay, now go meet your companions, damn devils!"

After reading the rules of the game on the white paper, I thought of 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 white paper: "Eleven of the most cunning, vicious, and brutal murderers from this city. The other party brought us together just to repent?"

The most basic points can be read from the rules of the game. First, everyone participating in the game has killed someone, and they have all escaped legal sanctions. They are extremely cunning bastards.

Second, the mastermind behind the scenes is also among these eleven people. He should be a very confident person.

Third, many people will definitely die tonight.

The game start time stipulated on the white paper was at midnight. I was in no hurry to leave the cell. First I lay on the wall and listened to the sounds next door. Then I walked to the door and gently turned the door lock to lock the room. The door opened a small crack.

The corridor was very dark, and vague figures could be seen vaguely.

I closed the door, thought for a moment, took out the underworld show mobile phone tied to my calf, plugged in the mobile encoding stick decisively, and prepared to start broadcasting.

"Once you get out, you will have to face those cruel and cunning murderers. Every unnecessary movement may arouse their suspicion. The live broadcast must not be carried out blatantly." He took out the underworld show brooch, turned on the switch, and wore it on his chest.

"Image acquisition..."

"The barrage is connecting..."

"The data is stable. Do you want to start the live broadcast?"

"yes."

"Welcome Teletubbies to the live broadcast room, welcome Tieling Biao to the live broadcast room, welcome..."

The live broadcast picture was stable. I glanced at my phone, which showed a third-angle picture captured by a pinhole camera.

Master Biao of Tieling rewarded the Super Horror live broadcast room with one yuan: "Today, Master Biao, I will get first blood!"

"Why is it that the broadcast has started but I still can't see the anchor?"

"It's over. I can't sleep tonight if I can't see the anchor's ugly face."

The popularity skyrocketed, and there were a lot of barrages. I don’t know if it was because of the previous female anchor’s recommendation or other reasons. In just two or three minutes, the number of online viewers exceeded 6,000.

"We are all loyal fans!" I sighed, pulled off my brooch, and pointed at the camera: "Welcome to the super thriller live broadcast room. Before starting today's live broadcast, I must tell you that I will be participating in a live broadcast. A real death game, if..."

Halfway through my words, there was a sudden knock on the door behind me. I subconsciously put my mobile phone into my pocket, turned to look at the door, and my voice became cold: "Who is outside?"

"Excuse me, I heard a noise in the house, and I want to invite you to come out to discuss something."

The voice sounded like that of a man, gentle and gentle, and he spoke in an unhurried manner. I put the brooch on and reached out to open the door.

The cold wind from the corridor blew into the house. Standing outside was a man about 1.75 meters tall. He was well-proportioned and wearing large pajamas. His hair was messy and his beard had not been trimmed for a long time.

While I was looking at him, he was also looking at me, with his eyes glancing to other parts of the cell from time to time: "If it's convenient, can we come out and have a chat? I mean, let's talk about ways to escape from here."

He spoke carefully. If you couldn't tell from his appearance, this man would be a murderer with bloody hands and who is still at large.

"Let's go." I walked side by side with him in the corridor. There were twelve rooms on both sides, and the room number I was in was "12".

The long corridor only had two light bulbs installed in total, making it look very dark.

At the end of the corridor is an 80-square-meter hall. In the center of the hall is a huge round table. Eleven numbered chairs are placed around the round table. Ten of the chairs are currently occupied by people.

"The last one has been brought over, 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 were occupied, and the names of these eleven people All eyes fell on me.

My scalp was numb when they looked at me, and I was quite puzzled: "The eleven chairs correspond to the eleven participants of this game, but now including me, there are a total of twelve people in the hall! How could this happen? One more?!"