Global Trial

The expression of "Ning Ge" became very subtle, neither admitting nor denying, just saying: "Guess whatever you want."

Xia Mingdong raised his eyebrows, bypassing this question, and asked again: "You said you inherited Ning Ge's memory and intelligence, are you really as smart as him, or are you just using your memory, and your intelligence is still at your original level?"

"Ninge" said unhurriedly, "What do you think?"

"Actually, I've always been curious whether Ning Ge is as smart as me..."

Xia Mingdong took out a pocket dagger while talking.

"Ning Ge"'s expression remained unchanged, he only said: "You are not allowed to do anything during the day."

"I didn't do anything." Xia Mingdong put the dagger on his wrist, smiled slightly, and then slashed fiercely on his wrist, "I just want to see one thing..."

"Ning Ge" stared at Xia Mingdong's bleeding wrist, the golden color in his pupils turned into a dark golden color.

Xia Mingdong slashed his wrist to pieces, "Okay, I don't need to ask now."

While talking, he healed his wounds with the newly bought props "healing as before".

His wrist was smooth and new again, as if it hadn't been injured.

"Ning Ge" stood up and said slowly: "Xia Mingdong, you are really smart, I am very happy to be your opponent."

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Xia Mingdong smiled, and said to Ning Ge by the way: "Call Cen Heng in first, thank you, dear, don't forget your character design."

"Ning Ge" went out, and during the period when "Ning Ge" left and Cen Heng hadn't come in, Xia Mingdong leaned on the back of the chair and moved his wrists.

It really hurt to cut his wrist just now, if Ning Ge was here, he should not have to suffer this kind of pain.

He smiled wryly, feeling that he was about to be raised and disabled, no, he had to learn to walk independently without Ning Ge.

The reason for cutting his wrist was very simple. He wanted to test whether the exile's instinct was still there, and the facts proved that it was still there.

The moment he cut his wrist, "Ning Ge"'s eyes became darker obviously, but they returned to their original state in the next second, obviously restraining his instincts, of course, it may also be because he has no evil value, and flesh and blood are more important to exiles. Not a very attractive delicacy to say the least.

Knowing that the exile's instincts are still there makes things easier.

"Ninge" is not a king, their king may not be very smart, and may not be able to control their instincts, so the order of killing at night may be determined according to instinct, so the first one to be killed...

Most likely it was Bai Kun.

The premise is that the Bai Kun he saw was the real Bai Kun.

Maybe I should find a chance to try it out...

Xia Mingdong knocked on the table with one hand, after knocking for a while, Cen Heng came in.

After Cen Heng came in, his movements seemed a little cautious. He sat opposite Xia Mingdong, his expression was not very good-looking, not as smooth as he usually is.

Xia Mingdong smiled, and asked slowly, "Why are you so sad?"

Cen Heng didn't dare to look at Xia Mingdong, took a deep breath, as if making a difficult decision, "Fourth brother, just tell me directly, who is real, you or Ning Ge?"

Xia Mingdong raised his eyebrows, and said slowly: "You're promising, your IQ is growing."

"No matter how stupid I am, I know that the two of you cannot both be real testers. There are always exiles, but I can't tell which one it is."

Cen Heng continued to say in a low voice, "Although I think it may be difficult to distinguish my IQ, but... I will try."

"Well, try, try slowly." Xia Mingdong didn't object to this, "Then do you think you are real? What do you think about the castle?"

Cen Heng hesitated, but did not dare to speak.

Xia Mingdong added: "You don't have to worry so much, your little analysis is irrelevant, even if I am a real exile, I can definitely think of more than you."

Cen Heng: "...that's why the fuck makes sense."

He took a deep breath and said: "The old castle is called Double Moon Castle. I think it has something to do with the moon. There must be something wrong with those two moons, but I don't know what happened to those two moons. I watched it last night. Check it out, and it seems like there's nothing wrong with it."

"Well, then?"

"Then...the fourth one, how do you prove that you are real?" Cen Heng asked: "If you don't prove that you are real, I feel very guilty."

Xia Mingdong smiled, and asked back: "Then how do you prove that you are real?"

Cen Heng: "...I can't think of a way, but I am real."

He scratched his head when he said this, "Wait for what you said, pay attention to the question, I read all the contents on the notice board last night, it seems that special props cannot be copied? What are special props, if you can define special props, If we have any more, we can prove your identity."

"I don't know any special props." Xia Mingdong lowered his eyelids and asked softly, "Who do you think the exile should want to kill first?"

"That's hard to say." Cen Heng shook his head, "It depends on what the exiles think, and I don't know what the exiles think."

Xia Mingdong asked again: "Then what do you think we should do?"

"We should look for clues first, try to find out who the exile is, and there is also the dinner voting session..."

"Then how should we find clues?"

Cen Heng scratched his head, "I really can't think of it, you know, my IQ is limited."

"Yes..." Xia Mingdong's voice gradually grew longer, "Your IQ is indeed limited, of course I can tell you now that I am real and Ning Ge is fake, do you believe it?"

Cen Heng looked at Xia Mingdong in surprise, "Then you, you still let him carry it?"

"Letting him carry it won't affect my other things." Xia Mingdong said slowly, "He won't hurt me during the day."

Cen Heng: "..."

"Okay." Xia Mingdong said, "Call Ren Sheng in for me."

Cen Heng seemed to want to ask something, but he didn't ask, just walked out.

Xia Mingdong felt his fingers trembling, he slowed down, took out a bottle of water from the space box, and poured it down with his head raised.

When Ren Sheng came in, Xia Mingdong was pouring water.

Xia Mingdong tapped the chair opposite him with his chin, and said, "Do it."

Ren Sheng sat down.

But as soon as he sat down, Xia Mingdong suddenly cut his wrist with a dagger, simply and directly.

Ren Sheng frowned, "What's wrong with you, why did you cut your wrist?"

"It's nothing." Xia Mingdong healed his injury with props, "There are some questions that you don't need to ask, let's go out."

Ren Sheng: "...?"

He was confused, but Xia Mingdong said that there was no need to ask, his taciturn character prevented him from asking further.

After Xia Mingdong walked out, he saw "Ning Ge" and Cen Heng standing on both sides of the corridor, and smiled wryly.

The trial system will always mess with his mentality, and will always know how to deal him the biggest blow.

But is he vegetarian?

No.

He has already figured out a way, so he doesn't have to play guessing and guessing about everyone's identity.

A very wonderful method, but it hurts a lot, and he has to pay a lot.

But the method he came up with can only be used by himself, because he has no way to prove his identity first, and if he has no way to prove his identity, his method does not have much credibility.

If his method is to have a strong effect, he must first identify himself and search for clues throughout the castle.

"Let's go." Xia Mingdong stood at the door of the study, seemingly oblivious to the turbulent atmosphere, "Look for clues, if you want to go with me, don't ask who is real and who is fake, it's meaningless. If you don't want to, you can act alone."

Cen Heng and Ren Sheng looked at each other, unexpectedly, no one wanted to leave between them.

And "Ning Ge" would not leave, he just lowered his head and said indifferently: "I will not leave you."

"It turns out that I'm quite charming." Xia Mingdong said lazily, "Then let's all work together, and we can discuss countermeasures when something happens."

He went downstairs with the other three.

When he first arrived last night, he had seen the entire castle. The castle was huge, and it should be bigger than he imagined, but when he really entered the castle, after visually measuring the length of the corridor, he found that the corridor was not as big as he imagined. long.

Two explanations: the shape of the castle can be deceiving, or there is a secret door inside.

Xia Mingdong tends to have a secret door, and many things can be hidden in the secret door.

Of course, there are some clues hidden everywhere in the castle, and the flower E brought this morning is a clue.

Ou-Heather flower, the language of flower is betrayal.

Means to tell them that your companions have betrayed you.

To put it more clearly, one of the original companions must be an exile, because of betrayal, they have been betrayed by their companions.

Apparently someone else figured this out too, so started going it alone.

Xia Mingdong and the four of them seem to be different or weird, at least one of the four is obviously harboring evil intentions, but they seem to know nothing about it.

Probably, being together with Xia Mingdong will gradually become a wonderful thing.

Xia Mingdong led everyone out of the corridor of the restaurant, and after carefully reading the Qingming Riverside Picture, they went to the afternoon tea room, living room, study and other places in the entire castle.

There was a handy book in the tea break, and Tong Boya was reading it.

She heard footsteps, put down her book, and saw four people walking in together.

She froze for a moment, then asked in surprise, "You... are together?"

Xia Mingdong nodded, "That's right."

"This... can we still be together?" Tong Boya hinted, "Aren't you afraid that the people around you are not right?"

"This matter..." Xia Mingdong dragged his voice, and said affectionately: "Maybe it's because we both love each other so much, even though we know that the other party may not be that person, we still don't want to give up."

"Because of such affection, we can sacrifice ourselves for each other at any time, and this is also a joy."

Tong Boya: "..."

For some reason, she felt nauseated.

This nausea is surprisingly less repulsive in this eccentric castle.

This castle is like this, disgusting, it will make her feel like she is still alive.

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Xia Mingdong: It's time for me to carry the audience again, of course I have to prove myself