Between life and death [unlimited]

After the pig-faced monster left again, the already depressed atmosphere in the house became even more depressing.

Jiang Xun knew that he must have guessed wrong just now.

That salesman can't be the real murderer.Because the pig-faced monster said that he abides by the rules of the game, according to the rules of the game, it is impossible for the pig-faced monster to punish the real culprit.

Since this sales man is not the real murderer, who among the remaining men will be?

"You stinky cousin! Give me the hacksaw!" The rich second generation dressed in a famous brand suddenly reached out to snatch the hacksaw from Qiaoqiao's hand.

Qiaoqiao was slapped by him, the ponytail on the back of her head was slapped and the corners of her mouth were swollen, but she still held onto the hacksaw tightly and refused to let go.

Du Ling who was sitting on the other side didn't know what happened, so he could only say anxiously: "What kind of man are you when you hit a woman!"

Except for the silent middle-aged uncle, this young man looked the strongest.While grabbing the hacksaw, he scolded: "What do you know, little brat, if you don't catch the real culprit next time, I'll be the one to be damned!"

The rich second generation was sitting next to the salesman, seeing the tragic death of the salesman just now, he didn't want to just sit there and wait for death.

Qiaoqiao, who was not yet full, was no match for the strength of an adult man, and the hacksaw was finally snatched by the rich second generation.

The second generation of the rich kicked Qiaoqiao hard, "I told you not to let go, I deserve to hit you."

Qiaoqiao was directly kicked down by him, and the back of her head hit the hard ground with a "bang", and then she lay motionless on the ground, almost falling into the ditch behind her.

Du Ling, who couldn't get close to Qiaoqiao, blushed anxiously, "Grandson! Don't touch her!"

The rich second generation disdainfully said: "Could she be your bitch? She doesn't even grow hair, and she knows how to pretend to be a hero every day! If you have the guts, come here and beat me to death!"

As he spoke, he kicked Qiaoqiao who was lying on the ground helplessly as if to relieve his anger.

Qiaoqiao seemed to have lost consciousness, and there was no movement for a long time.

Originally, the girls sitting around Qiaoqiao were like the God of Plague, far away from Qiaoqiao and the rich second generation, and no one wanted to go forward to make trouble at this time.

Du Ling struggled with the chain on the spot and made a rattling noise. His wrists and ankles were bled and he didn't stop struggling, "Don't let me catch you in the future!"

"Come on, I'm afraid of you?" The rich second generation said arrogantly, holding the hacksaw in his hand, "Otherwise, it's unlucky to be trapped here, and if I were outside, I would have found someone to hack you to death!"

The blood from Du Ling's wrists being worn by the iron cuffs dripped on the floor. He no longer paid attention to the rich second generation who continued to quarrel, but cared more about Qiaoqiao who had been lying on the ground unmoved from the beginning to the end, "Qiaoqiao Qiao! Qiaoqiao! Wake up! Can you hear me?"

Qiaoqiao was still lying quietly on the ground, motionless.

Du Ling asked the girl who was sitting next to Qiaoqiao for help, "Can you call Qiaoqiao for me? I'm very worried about her situation now, I really beg you!"

The girl glanced at the flamboyant rich second generation, and shrank away in fear, not daring to answer Du Ling's request.

The rich second generation saw that there was no one around who wanted to help Du Ling, so he snorted softly and laughed, "Didn't you say it yourself before, we all know why we were arrested here. You still treat the people here with hope?"

Du Ling's hands thumped hard on the concrete floor. At this moment, he felt such a deep sense of powerlessness, which he would firmly remember for the rest of his life.

"Why embarrass the two children?"

In the heavy atmosphere, the mysterious man who helped Jiang Xun out of the siege before suddenly spoke again.

The rich second generation pointed at the mysterious man with a hacksaw, and said with disdain: "At this time, what kind of hero are you running out to pretend to be? The guy who doesn't even dare to show his face hides so deeply. I think you are the most like the murderer. "

The mysterious man didn't pay attention to the provocation of the rich second generation. He still spoke at a moderate speed, and logically said: "There are still seven men left. Through a series of behavioral analysis just now, it can be ruled out that the suspect is Du Ling. student, the man with an iceberg face who was almost wronged just now, and me."

"Of course it also includes you who show off your power and show off."

The rich second generation was enraged by his words, "What did you say? You fucking say it again? Believe it or not, I will kill you!"

The mysterious man was not interrupted by him, and continued to analyze slowly, "Except for the few of us, those uncles who have not spoken all the time may not be completely ruled out of suspicion due to fear."

"The time when the case happened was the evening of Christmas Eve. People who passed by at that time were either going home or just got off work."

The mysterious man didn't turn his head back, but said to the middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses: "You are well-dressed, you should be in finance or banking, right? Let me guess, most of you are in venture capital. Occupation that requires constant adjustment of mentality.”

"Your skin is fair, and you probably sit in the office all year round, but you can face such a scene and you are not chaotic, and you care more about your dress appearance, so you must often see ups and downs, and your mentality is naturally better than ordinary people .”

The middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses took out a handkerchief to wipe off the cold sweat on his forehead, and nodded appreciatively, "Yes, I have indeed been in venture capital for more than ten years."

The mysterious man continued to add: "Although you are not afraid of danger, you often sweat on your forehead. Maybe you are too busy with work and your health is not in good condition. So among these few people, I am the first to rule out your suspicion. Your Possibly not physically strong enough for the thrilling escape that followed that killing."

The mysterious man asked the rich second generation two more questions, "You said that the murder happened in front of your house, so let me ask you a question. Your house should be a villa area, right?"

The rich second generation was a little dizzy from the mysterious man's supernatural operation just now, when he was asked suddenly, he answered honestly before he could react: "Yes... yes, what's the matter?"

"It should have been built for a long time, right? There are no other places under construction nearby."

"That's right, my villa was built a long time ago, and there is only one park nearby. Everyone in the town should know about it?"

The mysterious man stopped asking the rich second generation, and turned to another dark-skinned middle-aged uncle and said, "Your skin is a healthy wheat color, and your hands have calluses. You are probably engaged in outdoor physical work."

The uncle was sitting a little closer to the mysterious man, who also observed carefully, "Your upper arm is particularly well developed, capable of killing an adult woman, and you also passed through the reasonable area on the day of the crime. You should not pass by the rich villa area, and there is no construction site nearby. Therefore, I have always suspected that the real murderer may be you."

After the rich second generation heard this, his eyes lit up, and he waved the hacksaw and said excitedly: "Then what are you waiting for, when the chainsaw monster comes next time, will we be rescued if we hand him over?"

The dark-skinned middle-aged man who was suddenly mentioned no longer said a word, and quickly shook his head in denial, waving his hands involuntarily, but he didn't seem to speak very fluently, "...No, it's not me...I, I'm just there ,Work……"

The mysterious man was sitting in the penultimate position in the corner. He turned around and turned his back to the crowd. Now he couldn't even see his side face.

He showed a warm smile to the middle-aged uncle sitting in the innermost place, and comforted him: "Don't worry, I haven't finished yet. I was just a little skeptical before, but after I learned more information, I know the murderer must not be you."

His voice was as gentle as a spring breeze, and the nervousness of the middle-aged uncle was soothed by his words, and he was no longer agitated.

"Damn, are you kidding us?! You've talked so much, but in the end it's nothing." The rich second generation spat, "I think you are the most like that perverted murderer. What acting personality likes to fool us. turn around!"

Saying that, the hacksaw in Fu Erdai's hand turned around, and the saw teeth were facing the mysterious man.

There were only a few people between him and the mysterious man, and with a little stretch of his arm, he could touch the mysterious man's back.

The mysterious man was not afraid of the threat of the rich second generation at all, he didn't even turn around, his back was still facing the rich second generation and others.

The rich second generation held the hacksaw tightly in both hands and faced the mysterious man. He saw that the man hadn't responded for a long time, but he hesitated in his heart. He didn't dare to stretch out the hacksaw in his hand easily, and even a little cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"...You, don't pretend to be a ghost. Even if I really kill you, the murderer, it's doing justice for the heavens!"

"Ah."

Behind the rich second generation came a chuckle, it was Du Ling who had calmed down.

"What are you laughing at!" As if he had found an outlet, the rich second generation immediately turned around and shouted at Du Ling.

Du Ling squatted on the ground, raised his head slightly to look at the timid rich second generation, and said mockingly: "I laugh at you for bullying the weak and fearing the hard, and you only dare to pick soft persimmons."

"You MD, what the fuck are you talking about!" The rich second generation couldn't stand Du Ling's contemptuous ridicule.

Although he felt that the mysterious man was the real murderer, he really didn't dare to attack an unpredictable mysterious man at will.

The scene suddenly fell into an embarrassing situation.After a series of changes, there were less than 2 minutes left before the next pig-faced monster came over.

Sitting next to Qiaoqiao before, the girl whose mental state had collapsed couldn't help crying again, "Then what should we do now... The chainsaw killer is coming soon... He's going to take two people away this time, woo Woooo..."

It's like feeling that life has entered a countdown. The probability of killing the chainsaw killer with this hacksaw is definitely not as high as the probability of killing the mysterious man now. cold sweat.

Whether that mysterious man is a real murderer or not, let's fight!

Just as he made up his mind and raised the hacksaw high in his hand to chop off the mysterious man's head, suddenly there was another voice behind him who hadn't spoken yet.

"Just now you said that there are seven men left...?"

The rich second generation who had finally gathered up courage was interrupted by this sudden voice.

"Fuck!"

He just wanted to turn around to see who was so annoying, but he was surprised to find that the mysterious man suddenly turned around and faced them.

"Yes, I said so. There are seven men left."

It turned out that the mysterious man had such a gentle face.

The corners of his mouth are raised slightly, his eyes are like the sunshine in winter, making those who look at him feel like they are enjoying the spring breeze, just like his warm and clear voice, even his whole body seems to exude a warm breath like spring.

"But one of them died just now."

It was none other than Jiang Xun who had been silent all this time.

Just when the mysterious man showed his powerful reasoning ability just now, Jiang Xun felt that the man's first sentence could not be wrong.

He had checked carefully before that there were only seven men in the room.

He, the young student Du Ling, the violent and rich second generation, the middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, the dark-skinned middle-aged man, the mysterious man who helped him out, and the dead salesman.

But after one died, there should be only six left. It is impossible for a mysterious man with such a cautious logic to make such a low-level mistake. Therefore, this mysterious man must have discovered something special that he did not tell everyone.

Sure enough, after Jiang Lai raised a question, everyone in the room reacted one after another, and at the same time, they all had a question in their hearts.

Who is the seventh man who hides?