MTL - They Are Not Human!-Chapter 10 guide 10
Wen Qing walked slowly to the living room, the bruise on his right shoulder was aching, and the left elbow was tingling like a needle, and the tears couldn't stop.
That's horrible.
What human suffering is this...
But still alive...
Thinking of this, Wen Qing gradually stopped her tears.
He is still alive.
He was lucky.
He can live.
After comforting herself for a while, Wen Qing went to the bathroom to wash her face, and went upstairs to tell everyone what she just found.
He walked up to the second floor, but there was still no one in the study.
After a moment of hesitation, Wen Qing walked to the third floor.
As soon as one foot reached the third floor, his footsteps stopped suddenly.
I don't know if the sound insulation of the bedroom door was not good, or because the people in the bedroom were chatting too excitedly, and they didn't control the volume. Wen Qing, who was standing at the entrance of the stairs, could clearly hear their conversation.
"Siwen, Yiyi, I think Wen Qing must be the guide." It was Gong Yunyun's voice.
"I know the strengths of the two of you. Zhou Zhou's and I were announced at the beginning. So far, only Wen Qing has been hiding it."
Gong Yunyun paused, without concealing her dissatisfaction at all, and continued: "Do you remember how he didn't dare to say his specialties at night?"
"The system only says that there is a guide among us, but it doesn't say that the guide is an identity. Maybe his specialty is a guide, so he didn't say it."
Wen Qing lowered her eyes, thinking that although Gong Yunyun was inexplicably targeting him, what she said still made sense.
The system does not say that a guide is an identity.
Did they fall into some misunderstanding?
"Let's vote for Wen Qing tonight. We have three votes. Next, we just need to ensure that the others have less than three votes."
Gong Yunyun seemed to be walking around in the bedroom, and Wen Qing heard her pacing, hurried and a little nervous.
"Siwen, can you tell Zhou Zhou what I said just now? If I say it, he must think I'm targeting Wen Qing..."
"Ah, this, this is not good."
"But Yiyi can't talk to Zhou Zhou at all right now. Go and talk to Zhou Zhou. We can end the game tonight and leave this hellish place."
The four words ending the game are very attractive, Li Siwen hesitated for a moment, and answered in a low voice.
"Let's go to Zhouzhou now. I just saw him with that basketball uniform magic card. What's his name, what is Sikong?"
The next second, the bedroom door suddenly opened.
Wen Qing thought that they were going to chat for a while, but she stood there, eye to eye with the three people in the bedroom.
Gong Yunyun stood by the door, Li Siwen and Chen Yiyi were behind her, and Chen Yiyi sat on the bed with her head lowered, her expression sluggish, and it seemed that she hadn't recovered.
Gong Yunyun crossed her arms and looked at Wen Qing coldly: "Did you hear what we said?"
"It's just right, now I'll give you a chance to explain."
Her tone was arrogant and sarcastic.
Wen frowned slightly and pursed his lips.
Gong Yunyun has already determined that he is the guide, no matter what he says now, the other party will think that he is arguing.
Because of crying just now, Wen Qing's eyes were a little red and swollen, and her hands were bandaged again, looking a little pitiful.
Looking at his appearance, a nameless fire rose in Gong Yunyun's heart: "Don't be **** pitiful."
"Can't you think of an excuse? I'm telling you, pretending to be pitiful won't work for me."
Wen Qing frowned and said slowly, "I didn't pretend to be pitiful."
"I'm not thinking of excuses either."
Gong Yunyun sneered: "Then why don't you speak?"
"Is it the default?!"
As she said that, she glanced at Li Siwen and Chen Yiyi behind her, and her expression gradually became excited. She seemed to try to restrain the expression on her face.
Wen Qing struggled for a while and whispered, "I don't speak because I'm speechless to you."
"What the **** did you say?!" Gong Yunyun's expression changed, and the twitching of her cheeks became more obvious.
Suddenly, the bedroom door at the end of the corridor opened.
Zhou Zhou walked out and asked in a deep voice, "What happened?"
This seems to be asking everyone present, but he only stared at Gong Yunyun.
"fine."
Gong Yunyun squeezed out two words and slammed the bedroom door shut.
Wen Qing glanced at the closed door, and then looked at Zhou Zhou, who was in front of him.
Sikong was still standing beside him, Sikong looked at Wen Qing lightly, then went back to the bedroom and closed the door.
Only Wen Qing and Zhou Zhou were left in the corridor.
Zhou Zhou's eyes swept across Wen Qing's face, and then fell on his left arm.
Not seen for a while, and hurt again.
With a gloomy face, Zhou Zhou strode up to Wen Qing: "Did Yu Xing do it?"
Wen Qing was stunned for a moment: "What, what?"
Zhou Zhou lowered his head, and in the next second, his attention was attracted by a circle of red marks on Wen Qing's wrist.
Apparently, it was because someone grabbed it hard.
After being caught, what will that person do?
Zhou Zhou's throat moved slightly, suppressed his voice, and asked again: "Is this what Yu Xing did?"
He stared at Wen Qing deeply, his black eyes bottomless.
Zhou Zhou's appearance seemed a little wrong.
For some reason, Wen Qing thought of Gong Yunyun and instinctively took a step back.
He shook his head and said to Zhou Zhou, "No, not him."
"I accidentally broke a plate while washing dishes, and hit my hand..."
Zhou Zhou lowered his eyes, still staring at his wound, as if he didn't listen to Wen Qing's explanation at all.
He asked, "Would you hit the tile without the suffocation?"
Wen Qing took another step back, her back against the stair railing, and there was a chill.
Zhou Zhou grabbed his hand and covered the circle of red marks on his wrist.
He held it tightly, and Wen Qing couldn't break free at all.
Zhou Zhou said slowly: "I talked to Sikong just now, he will be cast into stagnation at night."
The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he said to Wen Qing softly, "As long as you throw the yoke, you'll be fine."
Wen Qing's heart skipped a beat, as if it wasn't his illusion.
Zhouzhou is really strange.
He stumbled and said, "But, but Yu Xing is not a guide."
Zhou Zhou's face suddenly turned cold: "Who said he wasn't?"
Seeing his appearance, Wen Qing was a little scared, and explained in a low voice: "He, he is holding a magic card, and, and he jumps too much, he should not be a guide..."
Wen Qing tried to persuade Zhou Zhou: "If we cast the wrong vote, not only will the death penalty be punished, but there may also be a monster like a three-headed dog."
"You, don't worry, I just found an important clue in the study."
Zhou Zhou stared into his eyes for a long time, then raised the corner of his mouth: "I was joking just now."
No, you are not.
Wen Qing lowered her head, her heart froze for the most part.
****
After realizing that Zhou Zhou had become strange, Wen Qing didn't dare to be alone with him anymore, and stayed in the study instead of going back to the bedroom in the afternoon.
He put the book "Greek Mythology" in the center of the desk in the study, turned to the page about the three-headed dog, and everyone entered the study one by one and saw this little story, but they had no clue.
Time passed minute by minute, and in the blink of an eye it was half past eight in the evening.
There is still half an hour before the second vote.
Everyone sat around the long table, quietly waiting for the system to appear.
Wen Qing clenched her palm nervously, not knowing who to write.
His mind is full of three-headed dogs and nursery rhymes looking for friends, and he has absolutely no object of suspicion.
Suddenly, someone knocked on the table.
Wen Qing raised her head, only to see Chen Yiyi's right hand resting on the table and knocking stiffly twice.
Her condition is much better than during the day.
When everyone looked over, she rolled her eyes slowly and said word by word, "I saw it."
Wen Qing looked blank, what did she see?
Chen Yiyi pursed her chapped lips and said slowly, "Last night, I saw a gentle person."
Before anyone could ask, she said a name: "Gong Yunyun."
Wen Qing was stunned and turned to look at Gong Yunyun.
Gong Yunyun looked even more surprised than he was, she stood up suddenly, the chair was violently knocked away, making a harsh noise as it rubbed against the floor tiles.
Her eyes seemed to pop out, and she roared, "Chen Yiyi! What nonsense are you talking about!"
"Why should I hit Wen Qing?!"
Chen Yiyi stared straight at Gong Yunyun, her face twitched slightly, and her voice was like an old bellows: "Because you are the guide."
Gong Yunyun never expected Chen Yiyi to doubt herself before voting.
She looked crazy and yelled at Chen Yiyi: "I'm not fucking!"
"Chen Yiyi, are you the one who leads the way? If you really saw it, why didn't you say it in the morning! Why did you say it after voting right now!"
Wen Qing clings to the back of the chair, watching this scene in horror.
Zhou Zhou, Chen Yiyi, and Gong Yunyun all became very strange.
This, how long has it been?
"Tick-"
At nine o'clock, everyone had white paper and pens in their hands.
Chen Yiyi was the first to pick up a pen and write.
Wen Qing stared at the white paper, and after a while, wrote the word abstention.
[Voting is over, now the votes will be counted. 】
[Player depression, two votes. 】
[Player Wen Qing, two votes. 】
[Player Gong Yunyun, three votes. 】
[Player Gong Yunyun please open the door. 】
