My host is lazy again

Chapter 593 Fifteen Players 15
Everyone has no appetite.

Wang Yong picked up a chopstick of pickled vegetables absent-mindedly, and didn't eat them in his mouth for a long time.

Turning his head, he saw that the little girl beside him was slowly chewing a piece of scallion pancake, eating it deliciously, her milky white cheeks twitched and bulged, so soft that one wanted to poke her hand out.

He clicked his tongue in admiration: "Sister, can you still eat?"

"Because I'm hungry." She looked at him with round eyes, innocent like a young deer, "Why can't I eat?"

Wang Yong was silent for two seconds, and then gave her a thumbs up.

cow.

Since he saw the murder scene just now, he now feels sick to his stomach when he sees these foods.

He is ashamed that the psychological quality of a big man is not as good as that of a little girl.

There was some noise at the dinner table.

Everyone was talking indignantly about what happened in the morning.

Until eight o'clock, the familiar bell sounded from the ancestral hall behind them, and the sound on the dining table stopped abruptly.

They subconsciously looked over.

The door opened slowly under their noses, and then the scene exactly the same as yesterday appeared.

The village head was sitting facing the gate, still wearing his white mourning clothes.

"Everyone, good morning, we meet again." He bent his back and grinned: "Unfortunately, everyone's first round of voting was wrong. Today, the game continues."

These words confirmed the vague and weird conjectures in everyone's mind.

They can't sit still.

"Village Chief, what do you mean by that? Please tell us clearly! Does this game of death really kill people?"

"Did you and the people in this village cause Li Jianren's death?!"

"Wait a minute, isn't Tian Li the murderer?"

"Damn, my mind is messed up!"

Players swarmed into the house and surrounded the village chief.

The scene was a little out of control.

The village head sat there blankly like a marionette, no matter how much they asked, he would not reveal any information.

They kind of fell apart.

Yu Shu and Luo Jian stood side by side in the yard watching them, their expressions were surprisingly calm.

After watching for a while, Yu Shu took the lead in asking the little girl beside him, "Looking for clues?"

"Just the two of us?" She hesitated.

He thought for a while, and called Song Liansheng in front of him, "Add him."

Song Liansheng was at a loss, "Ah? Why do you add me?"

Brother Yu told him slowly: "Go find the 'ghost'."

"Oh."

5 minute later.

When the three of them stood in Room 1005 again, Song Liansheng had mmp in his heart.

He was a little timid: "Brother Shu, I just, don't need to go in, do I?"

After watching the scene inside for a long time, I will really have nightmares at night!

Yu Shu glanced at him and pushed him in without saying a word.

"Ah... what the hell!" Thinking that he was about to see the bloody scene, Song Liansheng couldn't help breathing out the fragrance, and subconsciously covered his eyes.

"Huh?" The girl's soft and confused voice came from beside her, "It's gone."

"Ok?"

What's missing?

Song Liansheng bravely let go of his hand, and then saw the blood-stained wall at a glance. A few drops of uncoagulated blood were slowly dripping down along the cracks in the wall, leaving a faint bloodstain on the wall.

There are still some fragments of minced meat and bone residue on the ground.

But the body that was originally nailed to the wall disappeared.

"..."

Depend on! ! !
He gritted his teeth, thanking himself for not having too much breakfast.

Resisting the psychological and physical discomfort, he glanced at the room, then frowned: "Strange, where's the corpse? Has anyone come in and moved it?"

(End of this chapter)