Once again, Zhang Yichi did not play anymore, but looked at the time.
Eleven forty-seven.
"It's now forty-seven points, and the first round will be over in thirteen minutes." Zhang Yichi simply gathered the cards on the table aside.
No. 3 had just won another round and was in a good mood: "Are you still planning to eliminate No. 2 in the first round?"
"Um."
"Okay, remember when the door opens, keep an eye on number one." Number three warned.
"You don't need to remind me about this." Zhang Yichi didn't like No. 3's current tone, as if he was arranging things for him.
"Okay, okay." No. 3 realized something was wrong and quickly stopped.
Zhang Yichi stared at No. 3: "...I feel that you are completely different from No. 1."
"What's the difference?" No. 3 asked.
"Well..." Zhang Yichi muttered, "No. 1 was very sad when he talked to me, as if the person who died was really his biological brother. But you are just the opposite, very... cheerful, completely different from him.
Speaking of which, aren’t all three of your personalities reincarnators?”
"It's true that this body is a tripartite personality. The three of us are possessed by one of the personalities and share its memories. But knowing all the memories of the possessed personality doesn't mean that I have to empathize with him and grieve with him.
"No. 3 explained.
Zhang Yichi was silent for a while and said, "That number one has a pretty strong sense of immersion."
"The designation is just an act."
"I will make a judgment on this later." Zhang Yichi said.
The time is getting closer to twelve o'clock.
At the last minute, No. 3 got up and walked around the secret room, then suddenly stopped: "Hey, did you realize something was wrong?"
At this time, No. 3 was behind Zhang Yichi. Zhang Yichi turned around and looked at him: "What's wrong?"
"The mission is forty-eight hours. Find a murderer every twenty-four hours and eliminate it, right?"
"right."
"In the first twenty-four hours, the three of us are here, and each of us will wake up for eight hours. In the next twenty-four hours, after an erasure, there are only two personalities left. Then in the end, it is possible that each of us will have eight personalities.
Hours? Then there will be eight hours left in the end." No. 3 said the problem he suddenly realized.
Zhang Yichi thought for a moment: "Maybe you two will split the time on the second day equally."
"Maybe this-"
Before No. 3 finished speaking, the voice suddenly stopped, and the lights in the secret room were instantly extinguished. There was no light source in the closed secret room, and as soon as the chandelier was turned off, it was immediately plunged into pitch black.
"Is there anyone there?" Zhang Yichi called.
No one responded.
It should be time for the first round of trials.
"Which personality do you think is the murderer?"
The source of this voice that cannot be found is the same as the voice that issued the mission before, that is, that god.
Zhang Yichi subconsciously looked around, but found nothing, all was darkness.
He sat firmly on the chair and finally looked straight ahead: "No. 2."
"No. 2, are you sure?" God asked.
"...sure." When it came to the actual verdict, Zhang Yichi still hesitated for a moment. After all, it was a matter of life. If he made the wrong choice, he would also die.
God didn't reply.
The chandelier turned on again, and Zhang Yichi was still in the secret room.
He wasn't sure whether he had just been taken to another space, or whether the chandelier had just gone out. In fact, he was still in the secret room. But this was not important. After the light was restored, the first thing he glanced at was the door of the secret room.
Just as he and No. 3 guessed, after the first round, the door opened by itself.
The door was opened about half way, and through that half Zhang Yichi could see that there was a room on the other side of the door. Since it was a room, it was almost the scene of the crime.
"Who did you vote for?" Number 1's voice sounded behind him.
Zhang Yichi stood up and looked behind him.
No. 3 was standing behind him in the last few moments, and now that No. 1 is awake, he is naturally still there.
"What do you think?" Zhang Yichi found No. 1's question interesting.
If No. 1 was an innocent person, then he would definitely not be able to guess who Zhang Yichi eliminated in the first round.
If No. 1 is the remaining murderer, and the game is still going on, it definitely means that Zhang Yichi made the right call in the first round. Besides him, the only other murderer is No. 2. If he is the murderer, he must know that No. 2 is the one who was shot.
Erase it.
Is No. 1 an innocent person now so I really don’t know, or is he the last murderer who already knew who was erased and is still pretending to be so?
Zhang Yichi observed No. 1's facial expression and sighed inwardly, if No. 1 was really the last murderer, his acting skills would be great.
"No. 2?" No. 1 said.
"Why do you think it's No. 2?" Zhang Yichi decided to test each other out with No. 1 first.
"When I woke up last time, I told you that No. 3 is the most suspect and almost the undisputed real murderer. But you seem to be unfazed by my speculation, as if you have a natural trust in No. 3. Because
Well, I think you didn't erase No. 3 just now." No. 1 was still so calm, talking about his guess.
After hearing this, Zhang Yichi nodded and said: "If you are not the real murderer, then you are really powerful. If you are the real murderer, then you are very powerful."
Number 1 looked at Zhang Yichi in confusion.
"You guessed it right, I did erase No. 2." Zhang Yichi admitted, "He was exposed so quickly that there was almost no suspense."
"That's fine." After receiving the accurate news, No. 1 was neither happy nor disappointed. "Although No. 3 was not erased, the wrong person was not erased anyway. I hope you can make the right choice next."
.”
"Try your best." Zhang Yichi stacked the notebooks and report books on the table and put them away. "It's time to go to the crime scene and take a look."
"The door is open." No. 1 looked at the half-open door, "That's my house over there?"
Zhang Yichi walked over with the things: "Yes, there should be more clues in it. It shouldn't be difficult to find the last murderer."
No. 1 seemed to have already guessed about this door, so he was not too surprised when he learned that it was his own home: "I didn't touch the traces of fighting on the balcony and other things after I woke up. I went out directly.
I went out to find my brother, so I don’t have to worry about any clues being destroyed.”
"This is best." Zhang Yichi walked to the door, opened it completely, stretched his legs and stepped in.
After walking into the house, Zhang Yichi did not go deep, but turned around to close the door again.
"What do you mean?" No. 1 originally wanted to go in, but now Zhang Yichi seemed to want to close the door before he came in.
"You should stay in the secret room for the time being." Zhang Yichi explained, "I'm not sure whether you are innocent or not."
"Are you afraid that I am a murderer and that going in with you will secretly destroy any evidence I may leave behind?" No. 1 was a little angry.
Zhang Yichi said in approval: "Well, that's it."
After saying that, he closed the door directly without worrying about No. 1's inner feelings.