"Don't you dare to stir up trouble." Li Jian said sternly to Qiao Jia, "You are the one in charge of lending money, while I'm the one in charge of investigation. Who do you think the public will believe?" Qi looked at the people who were arguing and knew that Li Jian should not have been lying. He was indeed a police officer. But his judgment was wrong. Perhaps it is due to his professional nature or perhaps it is because of his sense of justice that he has always wanted to organize the people in an orderly manner. Halfway through the intermission, the time had passed by and the crowd had fallen silent. During this period of time, Qi Hui had said to himself countless times in his heart, "I'm Li Ming", until he was getting rather annoyed. After all, there was a headless corpse lying beside him all the time, which made it impossible for him to concentrate. The blood trickled down the table and onto the floor with a bitter sound. For nearly an hour now, the crowd had been sharing the same space with this corpse, and a strange, foul smell had begun to permeate the air. Qi casually glanced at the body lying beside him. His neck was already filthy. In fact, when people are in a hurry, various organs will lose the restraint of muscles and become unable to control themselves, resulting in incontinence. Before the arrival of Yixiu, the evil spirit would have already descended upon the world. Qi Ying and another girl were sitting on either side of the corpse, with the latter seeming quite displeased by the smell and constantly covering her nose and mouth with her hands. Another ten minutes passed. Finally, Goathead spoke up, "The twenty-minute halftime break is over. The game resumes." Just now, that young man named Gao Baoliang composed himself, took a deep breath and then said: "My name is Han Jianguo. I'm a novelist of web novels." Before coming here, I was engaged in writing a novel with a group of characters in a rented house. Since the characters in the novel were all from the West Side, they all had to appear in the final scene. So I was concentrating on writing and didn't hear any noise outside at all. " I have no idea when I felt the earthquake, when I lost consciousness, or what Han Jiao told in his story. To everyone's surprise, at present Shi Lai is completely "independent", and he stops after only three or five sentences. "So that's it?" The muscular man was slightly stunned. "You just say 'I don't know' and that's it? Because I can't say 'I know', so I don't need to fabricate an answer to please everyone." The voice was not loud, but it was convincing and persuasive. " "Let's go for the next one," Li said, still looking doubtful. "It's that lady's turn now." "Hey, Li Chun!" Joe said to this Li Chun with a somewhat disgruntled tone. "Everyone is just 'participants', you shouldn't act like a leader yourself." "Someone has to step forward to organize everyone, right?" Li Chun argued. "I've already said that. Among us, there is only one person who is truly innocent. The eight people who were killed must be brought together for trial." "Then it's not your turn to do this here." Joe Chai completely ignored Li Chun's words and didn't take it seriously. "I might be afraid of you in the outside world, but in this situation, no one knows if you are the 'perpetrator'." "You two should stop arguing." The cold woman spoke up and interrupted the two of them. This cold woman had kept the prisoners confined in the mountain for twenty-four hours from the very beginning. She seemed very organized and calm. Seeing the two calm down, she said, "This so-called 'game', no matter who wins in the end, the remaining people might be sentenced to 'indirect murder'. After all, it was us who collectively ordered someone to kill him. This is the issue you should consider." Upon hearing this sentence, Qi Ai's character felt a slight stir of emotion. If he really managed to extricate himself from this kind of situation and survive, then he did "kill" the other eight people. But what can be done about it? The card of the person who was killed in front of me was a genuine "suicide note", and who would have imagined that someone would voluntarily give up his own life to let others survive? "My name is Zhang Chengze. I'm a lawyer." The cold woman clasped her hands together and spoke with a neutral expression, "I'm sorry to meet you all here in such a casual setting. Otherwise, I would surely have handed out my business card." Everyone was completely unable to understand this strange and mysterious poem written by Han Pingyang. But it seemed that she herself didn't care either. Before coming here, I was sorting out the court documents. My client was defrauded of two million yuan. The amount involved is huge and the nature of the crime is extremely bad. When it came to the figure of "two million", everyone's expressions remained unchanged, but the man from the family did seem to be momentarily shocked. Ado asked, "Two million?"
"Exactly, two million. Everyone says that lawyers are the most impartial and selfless people, but we also have our own personal affairs. That man, out of concern for his family, even took out a loan from a usurer. This is quite worrying. But the loan was for a different case. It has nothing to do with me." "When the earthquake struck, I was driving to meet the client. On Qingyang Avenue, just past Du Fu's Temple, and near Houchu Che, I remember seeing that I wasn't driving too fast, about forty miles per hour. Suddenly, I saw the ground cracking ahead, not far away. "I only heard a few loud bangs. The car was pushed into the crack and then lost control, and ended up here." I immediately pulled over and stopped slightly in front of the accident scene. However, I failed to stop the car behind me in time, resulting in a series of rear-end collisions. Another story has come to an end. At this point, only three people have not yet told their stories. "Doctor Zhao pondered for a moment and said, "Is it Huo De from Chengdu?" "Yes, I work in Chengdu." It seems that this earthquake has affected everyone. Just these one after another strange stories, I really can't guess the truth. "It's my turn now." Li Cang looked at everyone and said, "I have already introduced my name just now. My name is Li Shangwu. I'm a detective from Inner Mongolia. Before coming here, I was on guard duty for a real criminal. According to reliable information, we have already obtained the exact location of the dwarf. "This criminal has a huge reward amount, up to 2 million yuan. It's the first huge fraud case in our city this year." "Me and my partner have been keeping watch in the car all along, waiting for that fraudster to show up." However, that mysterious person was even more intelligent than we had imagined. He seemed to have endured a terrifying ordeal and didn't show any signs of injury for three consecutive days. "Over the past three days, we've consumed all the food and drinks in the car. It's really overwhelming for the god of transportation!" "However, do you know what is more distressing for an adult man than having no food at all? It is something else." "There's no more cigarettes left." "Neither of us had a scratch on us. According to the rules, we were absolutely not supposed to leave our posts. But the absence of smoke was unbearably unpleasant. "So I asked my colleague to run to buy some cigarettes, while I kept a close watch on the entrance and exit of the suspect's residence. "But what I didn't expect was that not long after I left, the entire earth began to shake violently. I stopped the car and looked around to see what had happened. I was completely bewildered and someone grabbed me from behind with a rope. I was tied up from behind. The rope was taken off my neck. "Although we were both good at close combat, the rope passed from the back seat of the car was very difficult to handle. I couldn't even touch the person behind me at all. At this moment, everyone stared at Li and looked at him, and found that there was indeed a red mark on his neck. "So I immediately turned the seat back and resumed breathing, but I couldn't turn around. After all, I was tall and my neck was stuck under the robber's arm. "The person behind me couldn't do any tricks with his hands. He used something to tie me hard on my head. I lost consciousness." After hearing Li Cangguan's words, everyone couldn't help but start to doubt. He described a situation that was completely different. Before him, all the participants were victims of outside forces and were manipulated by them. Only he came here by being attacked by someone. If one is to choose the most outstanding person among all the people present, wouldn't that person be him?