I Was Once a Legend

This question, as Dong Zheng said, is a trap set for the first person to touch the ball.

Everyone wants to get information, and if they cannot get information, they should try their best not to let others get this opportunity.

If he chooses more than 20 beads, such as 21, the second, third, and fourth will definitely choose 20, and the last player left is only 19 beads.Dong Zheng and the last player could not get information.

If the number of beads selected by Dong Zheng is less than 20, set to n, then the second person to choose is only n-1, n or n+1.Otherwise, once the difference between the number of beads in the second person and the number of beads in Dong Zheng is greater than 2, the third person can take the average of the first two people, the fourth person takes the average of the first three people, and the fifth person takes the first four The average of people, three or four people can get intelligence.

When the second person selects n, the remaining three people can only take the average of the first few people in order, in order not to give access to information to others, resulting in the same number of beads obtained by all people, and the link is invalid .

When the second person selects n-1, the third person takes the average n-0.5 of the first two, because there are no half beads, he can only choose n-1 or n, that is, to do with Dong Zheng or the second person To make the same choice.Similarly, the fourth and fifth people can only choose n-1 or n.The numbers touched by the five people are all n-1 and n. There is no one with the largest number and the smallest number, and the link is invalid.

When the second person selects n+1, the situation is the same as above, because there are only two kinds of samples, and there is no person with the largest number and the smallest number, and the link is invalid.

So Dong Zheng chose to find 20 small beads from the box when he knew that he could not obtain information anyway.

The remaining 4 people are in the same situation when they divide 80 beads into 5 people and 100 beads. Everyone knows that they may not be able to obtain information, and they will certainly prevent others from getting this opportunity.

They also all caught 20.

This situation Dong Zheng expected at the moment Mr.deeds announced the rules, because there was no other reason, because the five people sitting were smart enough.

The play-off session was invalidated, no one got valuable information about the "ghost", they started the first round of voting to identify the "ghost".

Mr.deeds sent paper and pen to everyone. They just need to write down the label corresponding to a certain person and hand it over to Mr.deeds. Mr.deeds will announce the person with the most votes.

Dong Zheng did not hesitate to write down the number 3. The existing information did not allow him to speculate about the ghost candidate, but he still chose number 3.The reason is very simple. This man in his shell is too jumpy. Dong Zheng looked at his body to do all kinds of strange behaviors and behaviors, which really hurt his eyes.

Everyone handed over their notes to Mr.deeds. The bell housekeeper turned his back to the only wall without a mirror to see the result of the vote. He moved slowly, after a long and quiet three-minute wait, Mr.deeds Finally raised his head under the eyes of everyone.

"Dear Sirs and Ladies, the results of the first round of voting have come out. The most votes are-No. 1."

The female doctor looked surprised. She just stood up and wanted to say something, and the whole person disappeared into the room without even a little voice.

"Unfortunately,'ghost' is still between us."

This was expected by Dong Zheng. To date, there are too few clues. It is estimated in the first round that everyone is just like him and willing to vote.

They voted out an "innocent" person, but no one responded. On the bright side, while reducing a competitor, they were also more likely to recognize which one was a ghost.

"The second round is about to start." A dice appeared in the hands of Mr.deeds. He placed the small hexahedron in the middle of the table where everyone could go and said:

"In this round, you will enter the scene corresponding to the thrown points. Please solve the dilemma you face as intact as possible. You can call the prescribed password at any time when your life is threatened. The scene will stop immediately. , But you will also be eliminated directly."

"This time the password is'Yuzu'. If any gentleman is ready, he can start throwing now."

Mr.deeds' voice fell for a long time, and no one moved. When it is not clear what the situation is, who would like to be a tester to find a way for others?

Mr.deeds sighed silently. He seemed to have expected such a result, and said: "Come in the order of the correct number of questions in the first round, Mr. Toaster No. 5?"

Dong Zheng was helpless when he heard that he had been ordered again. He knew that he would not be so conspicuous when he answered the questions in the first round.

But it doesn't matter, he comes first, he comes first, as long as you are careful, nothing should happen.

Dong Zheng reached out his hand and touched the dice, flipping it in his palm, and tossed it casually on the table.

After rolling the dice for a few laps, it ended up at 6 o'clock.

"No. 5 toaster player has 6 points, and now you will enter scene No. 6."

Suddenly darkened in front of my eyes, when it was clear again, what Dong Zheng saw was the fish tank placed directly opposite, the oxygen tube grunted with bubbles, the motor made a continuous buzzing sound while working, the dark green water plants were shaking, the bottom Paved with colorful pebbles, there is no fish.

He sat up on the couch, with Zhang test papers next to him, elementary school mathematics, and red glowing 100 points.

The little feet in the field of vision clearly belong to a child, and Dong Zheng looked around silently.This is an old house, and the suspended ceiling between the wall and the ceiling has fallen off. There are scattered graffiti drawn by children in pencil on the wall. There are traces of water in the northeast corner, probably from the water leaking from the upper floor.

The light bulb works silently and dutifully, illuminating in all directions.The sofa is also very old, the thread is messy, and it is so dirty that it can barely see the original dark blue color. The TV is the kind of big belly TV of the early twentieth century.

An ordinary night.

There is a glass ashtray on the translucent coffee table. After pouring the cigarette butts and ashes into the trash can, Dong Zheng took it as a weapon in his hand.

boom--!

The sound of something hitting the glass shocked Dong Zheng. He looked in the direction where the sound came from. There was no lights on the balcony and it was dark, and he couldn't clearly know what happened.

He moved closer, vigilantly, looking out from the window connecting the living room to the balcony, where the body of a cat lay.

A black bat hit the glass.

A bark of dog bark suddenly broke out downstairs, and barking sounded like something bad happened. According to the floor plan, the two rooms connected to the living room should be the bedroom behind them, and they were all closed at this time.The doors of the kitchen and the bathroom opened under cover, without turning on the lights, the darkness would completely engulf the light from the living room.

Outside the door, a series of heavy footsteps gradually approached, staggering like drinking too much, the sound stepped closer to the stairs, amplified, and finally stopped outside the door.

The key was inserted into the keyhole and turned, and the door was pushed open from the outside.

A man walked in, with a scent of alcohol on his body.

He saw a strange smile on Dong Zheng's face, and closed the door with his backhand. The door made a desperate sound.

"You came."

Dong Zheng's alarm bell was a masterpiece. He turned around and wanted to run, and was grabbed by the man who stepped up two steps behind him.

The man grabbed him by the collar and lifted his whole person up. His feet were off the ground as if they were out of touch with the whole world. Dong Zheng had no unnecessary struggles. He struggled down with his feet, and then this force twisted his body. The ashtray hit the man hard.

The menacing blow was easily blocked by the man. He took the ashtray from Dong Zheng's hand and threw it on the sofa. He snorted coldly, his expression was so cold and biting:

"Little Bunny."

The slap fell on the face mercilessly, the ear buzzed immediately, he was thrown against the wall, his finger touched the edge of the fish tank, the sharp pain immediately jumped on the nerve, and the moment the shoe fell on the ground Belly up.

In front of him, Dong Zhengqiang endured the pain and wanted to get up and rushed past the man and escaped from here, but he just got up and was grabbed by his arm. The forceful man almost broke the bone.

He was dragged from one end of the living room to the other, and from there to the other, the blood left a meandering trace on the dirty floor, and was smeared into a blurry piece by his clothes and body.At first, Dong Zheng tried his best to protect his head and abdomen, but in the end, he could only bear the beating like a cloth bag. The physical quality between adults and children was in front of him, and he could do nothing.

Can't resist, can't escape, can only scream and bear, and finally can't even make a voice, waiting for the moment when the man completely breathed out.

Brutal beatings for no reason at all.

The password was in his mouth. Dong Zheng gritted his teeth to prevent it from pouring out. He believed that the real assessment belonging to him had not yet begun. These were just appetizers.

The floor was covered with blood, and long hair was floating in it. That length belonged to the woman's hair.There is still a woman in this family.

Don't know where the power came from. Before the fist fell again, Dong Zheng struggled to get up. He rushed to the closed bedroom door and beat it hard.

The man stood on the spot, and because the fist was too tight, some stiff fingers, just watched, and did not stop.

After ten long seconds passed, the door opened.

There was only a very small gap. A woman was standing inside. She was wearing pajamas and her long hair covered her half of her face. She stared at Dong Zheng covered with blood.

There may be pity in her eyes, but more fear.

"I can't help you." She whispered, her body shook tremblingly as she spoke, and her long hair shook to reveal her bruised half of her face.

She closed the door.

The mocking laughter sounded after him, grabbing Dong Zheng's collar, and he was dragged from the living room to the other side, and from the other side to the other side.

He passed out.

Scenes flashed back in front of him. The kitten he rescued from the rain was kept at home. Just because the fish in the fish tank was naughty, he was directly killed by the man. He cried while holding the furry body that lost its temperature. All day; when the woman was beaten for the first time, she struggled to stand in front of him and pleaded with her. After being beaten, she couldn’t climb up anymore, and he never dared to stop the abuse of the man; he dared not go home and wandered after school. In the empty streets without people, I hope someone can take them away, even if they are traffickers.

He has not remembered how many times such a beating has happened. He can only hide his hatred deep in the bone marrow, and the fear that he can’t escape from the ghost and haunts him like a ghost.

The author has something to say: This chapter was quite uncomfortable at the time of writing. It seems that when I was seven or eight years old, I forgot what I did wrong. My dad was so angry that he would hit me unprecedentedly, and then my mother would protect me in her arms. As a result, Dad confiscated and hit her arm, and then swollen old tall.

Before going to high school, I was often disobediently beaten by my mother, but I always remember the most clearly this time. Maybe if I hit me at that time, I would forget it for three days, but my mother helped me to keep me from forgetting it all my life. Nope.

After I went to high school, I was sensible, and I never got angry with my parents, even if I didn't quarrel, I certainly wouldn't fight.

To be honest, think about it now. My parents hurt me so well. If they were not particularly angry at the time and didn’t know how to teach the disobedient children, how could they use pain in this way?

Of course, domestic violence that is just for breathing out or hitting children indiscriminately must be attacked!