: Section 9 The doors of the carriage are opened, waiting for passengers to get on the train.

     

    "It's so dirty." Shen Qingcheng disliked the blood stains on the car skin, and was pulled into the car by Lu Qi.

    The three were stunned for a while, and then got into the car.

    The carriage is also familiar to everyone. There are 60 seats. They randomly chose a few similar positions to sit down.

    This time there was no flight attendant with a weird smile.

    "Woooo"

    After ten minutes, the train started and moved forward.

    Shen Qingcheng frowned and looked out the window, worrying about his future ass.

    Lan Xiuer exclaimed, "There is someone on the platform!"

    All the dead players are staring blankly on the platform.

    Lu Qi: "What are you thinking about?"

    Shen Qingcheng: "Think about the truth of the death of the mayor."

    He couldn't help sharing his thoughts with Lu Qi, "That note, the one with the word 'dispute' peeled off from the scarecrow's face, reminded me of a fantasy something that happened."

    "There was a shortage of food in the later period, a woman named He Mei went to **** another girl's luggage, Lin Wen came out to dissuade him, and was scratched by He Mei. There were no rules that night, and the next day He Mei died."

    He described things objectively, without adding any subjective opinions.

    Lu Qi: "Tell me what happened in these 7 days."

    Is it necessary to say 7 days? Shen Qingcheng was strange, but he still focused on talking about things, especially Mr. Bodybuilder's beating and their dispute with Jinda.

    Lu Qi pondered for a moment, "You can turn things around."

    Shen Qingcheng was puzzled, "How to reverse it?"

    Lu Qi: "The essence of voting is to make players suspicious of each other, but the flight attendants exposed two information points during the voting process. It does not allow lies and slander."

    “Ordinary disputes are no problem. The side who hurts unrelated people in disputes will die. Plus lying and slander, there are three points in total. This is the death mechanism shown by illusion.”

    "The actual death mechanism is that the player's subjective imagination reaches the terminal and gets out of the car, but the apparent death mechanism is actually a clue, perhaps related to the death of the mayor."

    Shen Qingcheng thoughtful, "I always thought the death of the mayor was strange, unless he ran to the track and stood on the day when the traffic opened, otherwise the death was too strange. So it was because someone happened at that time. Dispute, as the mayor, he had to dissuade him, but was pushed out and crashed into a moving train?"

    In this case, it just happened to match the death of the players, and they were all killed.

    The mayor himself died of accidental injuries due to persuasion, but it was announced that it was a train crash. No one fights for the truth?

    No, some people fought for it, but some people lied and concealed the truth, slandering the mayor as an accidental death.

    The conversation between the two attracted the attention of the other three, Liu Shian said: "I also experienced a similar thing. One of them died in the sky, and none of us could figure out why."

    Lu Qi can analyze so much just by hearing the clues, and his terrifying reasoning ability amazes him.

    Shen Qingcheng asked affirmatively, "So in the end, was the mayor really accidentally killed because of persuasion?"

    Lu Qi paused, "No, it was made up at the beginning."

    The cases he knew before were too few, he actually couldn't analyze that many, most of them were made up, and Liu Shian's case was a verification.

    Three:…

    Shen Qingcheng was also stunned, "I made it up for me?"

    Lu Qi didn't speak, he immediately applauded the little seal, "Wow, it's so well edited, I think this is the most reasonable ending!"

    …

    7 hours later, the blood-stained train arrived at the terminal Tu Wenshan, several people got off the train one after another, and the terminal prompt sounded.

    They cleared the level.

    19 players, 6 survivors.

    Lu Qi glanced at his customs clearance reward.

    【Reward: 90 Survival Points】

    [Obtain additional drops: World Ticket x1]

    His pupils shrink.

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    【Congratulations to 7 gods and beauties for clearing customs, sprinkle flowers???】

    [Looking forward to the next instance, I hope my cp can continue to form a team]

    【Sisters, see you in the next copy! 】