Vodka's heart skipped a beat, and he quietly checked the backstage with a cold sweat, but found no problem.
He secretly breathed a sigh of relief and reassured himself that he had worried too much. He then retrieved the video from a previous period, intercepted it and attached it to the newly opened vote in Belmode.
Adding to the brief explanation given by Belmode, the situation suddenly became clear.
In the video, five clay shooting enthusiasts appear one after another and then leave.
Soon, the voting strips began to push.
There was no movement in the "Murderer" column for the time being. Someone on the "Dead Man" side slowly made a choice. There was no option for "Death Weapon", which was a subjective question. But now everyone answered the fastest - a group of people
They all wrote "killed by gunshot".
After Chianti finished answering, he felt that it was not enough, and he still spoke passionately in the dialog box:
[I've been to the nearby Clay Shooting Club. That damn place is really tricky. Players have to bring their own shotguns and bullets, otherwise they have to rent them from him at a high price. Since these five people are all old players, they must have the manpower now.
A shotgun.]
[That kid Uzzo can't get a gun himself, so he likes to let the unlucky puppets he controls use guns, and he especially likes to harm those who are qualified to hold guns - I have seen through him a long time ago! The deceased must have died from a gunshot this time
.There are five people. I hope it will develop into a shooting brawl in the end. Who is that? Remember to save the video, I will finish the work and watch it!]
Belmod: [Everyone knows such a simple thing. If you really see through Uzo, you might as well guess who the murderer is?]
Chianti pouted at this annoying woman through the screen: [You vote for me first, otherwise what if you copy me.]
Chianti couldn't stand the fact that it was normal for Belmode to look down on it. Vodka glanced at the conversation and paid no more attention to it. He clicked on the detailed voting status of the "Dead" column.
Then I found out that the fashionable woman who liked to pretend to be cute got three votes, the long-haired beauty who liked to quarrel with others received one vote, and the dark-skinned man who interrupted the fashionable woman to tell "that incident" got one vote.
Vodka took a look at the distribution of voters: the ones who voted for the fashionable woman who pretended to be cute were him and Belmod, as well as Curaçao who didn't say anything but was quietly peeping at the screen.
The one who voted for the sarcastic long-haired beauty was Chianti.
It was Cohen who voted for the dark-skinned man.
Together, these two snipers had not been in contact with Uzo for as long as any other person. Vodka felt that they had guessed wrong.
However, as a rigorous scholar, Vodka kept in mind that "among three people, there must be one person who is my master." He pushed up his sunglasses and asked the two snipers: "Why did you choose this?"
——According to his experience, this kind of half-informed passerby's perspective can sometimes reflect some problems, and may even bring crucial tips.
Chianti: [The one who pretends to be cute is very silly, the one who takes the initiative to quarrel is even more silly, and the black-skinned man, dragging him as hard as 258,000, is the most silly among silly! - I think this is
You can kill all three, but Belmod has already voted for the one who pretends to be cute, so I don’t want to choose the same one as her.]
Vodka: “…”
Let you analyze Uzo, who asked you to order food at passers-by? I think you are really stupid x!
Vodka took a deep breath, stopped arguing with this stupid sniper, and looked at Cohen's reply - compared to Chianti, who was always taciturn, Cohen seemed to be wise and foolish, and he might have some original new insights.
Just as I was thinking about it, Cohen's reply box also popped up: [Chianti asked me to choose.]
Vodka: “…”
A wisp of ice cream floated out, and soon fell off while silently reciting the Uzuo Heart Sutra, and fell on the car.
Vodka clicked on the backend, clicked on "Chianti", and hung his finger on "Remove" for a long time. In the end, he endured it and silently returned to the communication interface.
If you think about it carefully, it is understandable that Chianti and Cohen are not serious about this matter: since it is insiders who are opening the market, of course there must be a little bit of luck.
Vodka then set up a virtual currency, named "Xiao Wu Coin", which is regularly distributed to everyone as chips. This "Xiao Wu Coin" can be exchanged from Vodka for some of Uzo's public information - such as information on various cases.
statistical data.
Although the case can be found in the news, after all, everyone is not as professional and good at fishing as Vodka. He has the most complete information about Uzo - probably because of this, Curacao is both painful and happy.
The ground kept diving and never left.
The reason why Chianti and Cohen are so free is probably because they have almost no direct contact with Uzo, and they don't like to use their brains. It is useless to ask for this information, so they end up muddying the waters every day.
Vodka: "..." Chianti is so enthusiastic about this program, probably because she regards it purely as an entertainment activity - no matter how exciting the movies and TV series are, no matter how suspenseful they are, they are all artificially preset, and mystery novels are even more so.
You can see the ending by the end of the book.
In comparison, for members of the organization, as long as the fire does not burn them, Uzo's case can be regarded as entertainment.
As for Cohen, 80% of the time he was taken along by Chianti.
Vodka: "..." Speaking of which, why does the elder brother glance at this program every now and then?
Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly noticed another change in the betting slip. I looked down and saw that Gin had also voted for that fashionable woman.
Vodka: "?!" Oops, I got caught trying to fish!
...but the person I have to wait for is not there yet. This, this should only be regarded as a reasonable use of time, not fishing, right?
Vodka glanced at Gin's expression inquiringly, and then carefully invited his eldest brother to join the discussion: "Do you also guess that the deceased will be this woman?"
"It's not a guess, it's a confirmation." Gin lit a cigarette and snorted coldly, "Uzo is very patient with the targets he likes, but he is far less tolerant towards passers-by. People like this who come to him to show off are just
He will be bored by him, and he will shut up early and become a mute prop. And..."
And if I remember correctly, Chihiro Itami's father was preparing to bid for a club affiliated with the organization. Presumably the tragic news that his only daughter died of murder would be a surprise to him.
Speaking of which, Wu Zuo has caused quite a lot of troubles to the rich and young masters of the consortium recently. Could it be that any second generation has offended him recently?
Seeing Gin lost in thought alone, Vodka secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Vodka: "..." Fortunately, I made the right bet. There is only one truth. The reason why Brother Gin didn't kill this program... is because he is also interested in it!
So should I press the wrong one on purpose and give some small black coins to Brother Gin?
