It's already half day, and the game on the cruise ship is still in its infancy.

Chaotianjiao Benjiao ignored the weird expressions of the other four people and reorganized the analysis that was interrupted by the broadcast.

"The damage to the bodies here is quite severe. The murder weapon must have been relatively large, and the murderer was very brutal. He seemed to be venting his anger when he killed."

She pointed to the broken limbs and the bloodstains on the captain's body.

"However, judging from the radiation distance of the blood stains, some of the injuries on the captain's body should have been caused by relatively small and sharp weapons. I remember that Chris also had small wounds, and there was no broken leg or arm."

Yuan Yi was a good flatterer, so he asked after her last words: "So?"

"So, the large murder weapon used by the murderer here was placed somewhere, and the smaller murder weapon should be on the way between Chris' body and the restaurant. The two murder weapons may be two important clues."

It was rare for her to use her brainpower to express several paragraphs of analysis, which were very well-founded and reasonable. Everyone looked at her with more appreciation.

Zhong Jiuyin touched his hair and sighed with emotion: "Oh, it's so difficult."

Ai Yuanyuan: "What's so difficult?"

"There are not many people like me who are both civil and military. Every time I am forced to be in the limelight, it reminds me of the four words Mu Xiu Yu Lin. Excellent people always have to bear more moral pressure."

Everyone:"……"

Ai Yuanyuan rolled her eyes: "I shouldn't ask."

She clicked her tongue twice as if appreciating herself, touched her high ponytail, and held the tail of her hair and flicked it around, feeling very proud of herself.

Yan Cheng glanced at her once, and again.

Her hair had probably been trimmed not long ago, and the ends were black and neat and smooth. The bits of whiskers and whiskers curled up and down between her fingers, obviously intersecting with the wind in mid-air, but they seemed to be lightly scratching him.

On the side of his neck, on his auricles, on his fingertips, and finally lingering on his heart.

It's a very subtle, even strange feeling.

If you just describe it to others with your mouth, you may be judged as "you have read too many scripts about the sinking market" or "you have played too many leading roles".

Out of place for no reason.

The small hall of the cruise ship was a little stuffy. Yan Cheng raised his hand and pulled down the collar of his clothes, managed to take a breath, put aside the disturbing thoughts in his mind, and focused on the clues again.

"People with both civil and military skills have now come up with two clues: the murder weapon and the mask. We can look for them later when we follow the plot."

"However, the plot guidance is still on the captain's body. The next step should be the issue of the communicator or mask. Yuan Yi can continue to describe our findings and let the radio pop up prompts to create more mission points as soon as possible."

Yuan Yi was like an honest subordinate who received the task, and nodded in agreement seriously.

Zhong, both civil and military, Jiuyin slapped Liang Zhi on the shoulder and asked: "Where's Liang Zhi? Let's arrange something for him to do. If you don't want to praise him, he won't be stuck here like a standing stick, not opening his mouth or moving."

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Liang Zhi was shaken by the photo, and felt everyone's eyes and cameras focused on him. The nervousness came back like an allergic symptom, making his face feel hot.

Hearing what she said, Liang Zhi looked at her very moved. But when he turned to face Yan Cheng, he was embarrassed and could only say rejection.

"Brother Yan Cheng, no need, no need. I'm just like this when I have nothing to say. Don't pay attention to me."

Zhong Jiuyin patted him again: "What are you trying to do? At this time, you can't act like you have no desires and only know how to refuse. When fighting in a group, it is very important to know that you are useful."

Liang Zhi: "But...but what use can I be? Ai Yuanyuan still had a golden finger that could be used once, but I don't have it anymore. You all can do better than me in analysis."

This is not necessarily true self-doubt. His eyes were widened behind his lenses, as if he was waiting for her to give her a very exaggerated but very soothing compliment.

But Zhong Jiuyin lowered his head and thought for a while, then retracted the hand that patted him and said seriously: "Okay, you've convinced me, you are indeed of no use."

Liang Zhi: "..."

Say goodbye to all expectations, say hello to all anger.

Yan Cheng let out two laughs in his nose, as if he had watched a performance that was pleasing to the body and mind, and said to Liang Zhi: "Don't listen to her. Your previous analysis was very useful."

Then he said to Ai Yuanyuan: "You still have one chance to use your golden finger. The only special corpse here is the captain's. It's just right. You should be able to see more and more detailed clues."

Ai Yuanyuan smiled.

She didn't feel very good.

The game style in this issue is obviously in line with her personality, and the character she picked is not a side character. Logically speaking, this issue is all about her performance, and most of the highlight moments should be on her.

But when it came to this, she felt that not only did she not have a highlight moment, she was also being ignored from time to time.

Is it because she's not funny enough? Is it because she's not smart enough or useful enough? Or is she not pretty enough?

Yuan Yi, who was next to him, leaned to the right and put his head in to join the silent group chat between Liang Zhi and Zhong Jiuyin, chatting happily.

Yan Cheng also listened to their chatter with a slight smile.

There were obviously five people standing in a circle, but she was the only one who was isolated.

The person opposite her seemed to be born with the ability to attract people. At least at this moment, everyone was talking around her, regardless of their status or whether their personalities matched.

Ai Yuanyuan bit her lip, swallowed the difficulty, and took the initiative to walk over and talk.

Zhong Jiuyin saw her squeezing in, took her hand as if to take advantage, touched it, and said with a smile:

"Beautiful Yuanyuan, I will rely on your golden finger later. Of the five living people, you are the only one with a useful golden finger left. If you need it, I am willing to light up my light for you and continue to burn every day for you.

One three minutes. If you feel bored, we can also ask Brother Yan Cheng to cry for fun."

Ai Yuanyuan showed an interested expression.

——Her discomfort also comes from this place. Zhong Jiuyin is really not an annoying person. She wants to get close to interesting people while trying to stay away from people who steal the limelight. She can't help but feel frustrated.

The reason is to blame on others.

"There is also Yuan Yi," she suppressed her inner feelings and said with a smile, "Maybe his golden fingers can be more entertaining than Yan Chenghe's."

Of course Zhong Jiuyin didn't know what she was thinking. When he heard her talk about Yuan Yi's mysterious golden finger, he suddenly had an idea and said "Hey".

"Yuan Yi, is your golden finger's trigger keyword...dancing?"

Yuan Yi's smile stopped abruptly.

It seemed that it was the case. The trigger condition for the unlucky golden finger was that someone else took the initiative and mentioned related keywords three times in a row. She bumped Yan Cheng and Liang Zhi with her elbows, signaling them to pick up quickly.

Yan Cheng was very cooperative: "Dance, dance steps, dance posture, dancer."

Liang Zhi also cooperated, as if he had been trained, and answered honestly: "Dance... dance youth?"

Ai Yuanyuan added: "Dancing steps are flying."

"drop--"

"Yuan Yi's unlucky gold finger was activated successfully."
Chapter completed!