The incandescent lamp in the bathroom in the dorm of the practitioner was glowing, and the faucet was loud and open.
The water cloaked Raphael's eyebrows and said, “Silver armor, Nicholas, Serra are all K. of hearts?! ”
Witch Jane leaned against the yellow white porcelain wall tile and nodded: “It's all K. ”
“As for Lin Qingshan...”
“Could be, could not be. But it had no effect on the outcome. ”
Witch Jane lifted her chin slightly and the speed of her speech flew fast in the sound of the water flow: “Blood ‘15’ appeared the first night, when the last person to leave the practice room was Silver Armor. Whether K is Silver Armor or Lin Qingshan, this moment is his start time. ”
Raphael quickly recalled: "The first contestant was indeed eliminated after evening training. ”
Witch Jane: “He knocked people unconscious and took them to the silvernail bedroom to move their hands. ”
Rafael's expression inevitably reminded him of the secret room murder in Silver Armor's bedroom--
Witch Jane nodded to him: "Yes, the first practitioner to be eliminated was the life-saving cabin in Silvernail's bedroom. Then K got the" face "that fell from the lifebay. Luckily, he became the first player in the entire game to know the rules. ”
“When you eliminate him, you can put on his face and inherit his‘ everything ’."
The old building's practice room windows are facing north and south, humid and cloudy. Witch Jane said here, Raphael's eyebrows wrinkled and his subconscious hands touched his face.
The "Wangshu" disguise is fully responsive to the skin, and the contact surface of the disguise with the dermis is a fine, breathable, isolated film. He remembered that AI had applied a layer of liquid to his face before applying makeup, and it was not impossible to rip the entire face off completely if the liquid was air-dried.
Had it not been for the hardness of the mind, those who listened to Jane would have had a chill.
Rafael said, “You mean, only K knows about the skin change. ”
Witch Jane sounded, word for word: "All unexplained secret room murders, blood deterrence, and psychological pressure all stem from one weapon.
“- information is unequal. ”
Under the noise of the raging water, Witch Jane continued: “K is smart. He found the rules when he killed the first player. The rules inspired his game. So he went back to the practice room and wrote down the first number. ”
Rafael: "15. ”
Witch Jane smiled with a cake face: "Then K provoked ‘herself' against Silver Armor's face, paving the way for subsequent murders. ”
“Back to bed that night. The king of hearts is dressed in silver armor, and the face of Lin Qingshan is also in his hand. For the first time in the night, the K. of Hearts came knocking to lure all the players out - letting them see ‘Silver Armor Open Door and Lock Door’ with their own eyes. ”
“He shall make the necessary conditions for the Chamber of Secrets to be established. ”
Raphael glanced, “But everyone saw silver armor in the door, and who was knocking on the door--”
Rafael suddenly took a beating.
Nobody knocked outside the door, only one explanation left. Silver armor knocks on its own door in the bedroom!
As the water sounds and narrates, the images seem to be in the mind. With two skinned K's of hearts standing in Silver Armor's bedroom, looking at the victim's lifebay, smiling weirdly knocking on the wooden door--
Witch Jane sees him figuring it out and nods her head and continues: “When the players go back to sleep, King of Hearts begins to set up the scene. Includes traces of fighting in the room, including spraying red paint all the way to the practice room, including writing 14 into 9. ”
“Finally, in the practice room, he ripped off the face of ‘Silver Armor' and affixed it to the wall, writing the final chapter for 'Provocation’. Then he put on Lin Qingshan's face and came back to knock on the door for the second time, leading all the practitioners to see the lifestyle cabin in the silver armor room. ”
“This is what we saw the first night of the 'secret room murder’. ”
Raphael suddenly raised his head.
Witch Jane's speech is getting faster and faster: “Of course, there's another reason to turn a big wall red. Fingerprints. At the start of the match, each player printed a palm print on the wall. Now it's time for the crew to leave the 'skinner' blossoming. ”
Raphael reacted, “Can you change your face, can't you change your fingerprints? ”
Witch Jane's eyes glow slightly: "Yes, that's why. K of hearts paints the entire wall. However, with ‘blood all the way’ and ‘silver coat face' interference, none of the players would have thought at first that what K really wanted to destroy was the fingerprints on the wall. ”
“The next day, K., dressed as' Lin Qingshan ’, hid outside the practice room. Information on the' stage rehearsal 'itinerary was intercepted and one was stolen from 14 costumes sent to the practice room. ”
'Cause —— he's preparing to replace the next guy. ”
Raphael's lips are tight.
Everything is finally collusive. K., already wearing a costume, guarded the stage organ B floor beforehand, eliminated Serra in the middle of a performance, replaced it with Serra's face, and affixed Lin Qingshan's face to the organ bearing as a deterrent.
The same garment made it easy for K to replace "Serra”. And after all the rehearsal sessions, the “first Serra” life-class was naturally mistaken for the life-class of Lin Qingshan.
Finally, replace “Nicholas” with “Serra” ——
Raphael slowly said, "He's climbing up.” From the beginning, to the 9th, to the 2nd, K kept replacing his similar players, soaring in rankings. Raphael looks at Jane Witch: "What are you going to do? ”
Witch Jane walked toward the faucet and twisted her hand: "Leave him in Nicholas' body. ”
“Then," Witch Jane handed him a photograph with a sharp light in her eyes:
“Wang Bomb. ”
Rusty metal parts of the faucet collided and the running water finally stopped.
The two of them go back to sleep, looking at the complexities. Joining forces with Witch Jane against the King of Hearts is undoubtedly the best way to go, but he himself still has a mental shadow about Witch Jane because of the last round.
Unexpectedly, two minutes ago, Witch Jane was quick to open the alliance terms.
The “Night Club Man/Black History” photo was also sent to me. "… it is possible that I will need your help, but it may never be. Until then, accept the gift. Remember, you can always eliminate Wang Ping. I give my sincerity and all you have to do is accept it. ”
The familiar lines remind Rafael of the godfather of Sicily in an ancient film! Out of respect for his ancestors in Sicily, Italy, Rafael had no hesitation in reaching out and hitting Witch Jane.
Alliance reached.
However, when walking down the corridor, Raphael always felt something was wrong...
You can use this photo to eliminate Wang Ping yourself.
Wang Ping can use this photo to eliminate Nicholas.
Wang Ping can use this photograph to eliminate himself...
“ ”Raphael suddenly reacted, and the King of Witchcraft bombed himself. Wang Ping discarded cards from beginning to end!“ Sincerely ”given to herself by Witch Jane Dafang is a fucking scrap picture...
Rafael suddenly couldn't resist being pitted again, and his footsteps were rapidly accelerating.
Walking ahead, Jane hears the footsteps behind her faster, and herself faster.
Raphael was so angry that he wanted justice for himself.
Witch Jane hurried up and joyfully touched her pie face as she ran: “You promised! We have an alliance! Don't hit me--”
Push through.
The two finally went back to sleep.
Wang Ping's expression was charming, and he looked soothing and iron blue. The two remaining roommates greeted each other with curiosity, and Witch Jane stuffed her gaze into bed, straightened out, sat down, and talked to the two roommates about the plan.
At night, the third day of the game was the first round of "100 in 60”, and the dormitory atmosphere was less lively than last night.
“I guess K will give priority to eliminating popular players who can split votes on stage.” A roommate wonders: "The biggest problem now is that you can't accurately position yourself for the first three days of the game. ”
Witch Jane suddenly said, "That makes sense!” So the big hand waved, opened the fan forum, and skilfully posted "RAP2 Class, Little Brother Ann Ripple, Deduct 1 under your favorite player's floor"
After a few minutes, the sample data collection was complete.
Wangshu, roommates: “…” Why are you so skilled?! Aren't you a runaway trainer?
However, with more than 160 samples in hand, the popularity re-evaluation of RAP Class 2 revealed an implicit contour. Nicholas rode a dust class first, followed by Leica, who was quite likely to come, two players in the middle circle, and then Wang Ping, who was mad at sucking blood, Wang Shu, another Leica camper who fell out of the middle circle, and two roommates.
At one time, everyone brushed their eyes on Witch Jane: Is this really the initial 96?!
Witch Jane looks at Wangshu: Brother, are you up too?!
Looking back, the Clawson Class A trainer gets along in the morning and evening and can't recognize each other. Ever since he discovered Witch Jane in the division of classes, he has indeed learned to play Witch Jane for himself...
In order to prevent two roommates from being eliminated at the end of the 60, Witchcraft has shared a variety of pulling experiences. Including but not limited to theater shooting, RAP pretending to forget words and pretending to be Freestyle pretending to be awesome, players selling miserably when introducing themselves, attacking teammates in forum posting half-on-wheat fake singing (which is a fact), raving back and forth in front of the camera to get attention...
Two roommates instantly took oral hearts.
The suspicion that "Wang Ping could be an undercover agent sent by the King of Red Peaches" was instantly dispelled. This is not an undercover agent. This is precisely poverty alleviation in the last bedroom! Therefore, in the eyes of the Wangshu faction, the morality of the two people voted for Witch Jane, and the small group of four people gathered together smoothly.
The sky is bright.
The bell rang in the practice room, and a few people passed through a lousy hallway.
“How many left?” Jane asked softly.
Raphael made a gesture.
Nine.
In the practice room.
The silence spread silently and the overnight massacre left the Lega group devastated. The “conductor” looked gloomy and, at the moment a few people entered the door, turned his gaze towards the soothing, followed by the witch.
Nicholas shrunk himself to the corner of the wall and caught up with the witch Jane.
“Brother Wang! ”
Look away and look away. Witch Jane ignored the Drama K and looked at the wall.
Nine words were removed again.
Instead is a brand new number.
“1”.
The AI mentor immediately unheard of, handing out nine well-prepared costumes to the athlete. The bus that leads to the stage stops at the door again. Compared to 14 yesterday, the car was empty.
Nicholas Stan is comfortable sitting with Witch Jane, behind her eyes and roommates. The bus was divided into two parts, and Lega, a multitude of people, finally fell into the wind four to five, with a hidden hostility in his eyes--
Witch Jane looked away.
From any angle, Lega should be the epitome of the next ringer in the Stardust Cup. Not necessarily strong, but will seize every opportunity to get a command position, exhaust all means to live to the end, against the King of Hearts instead of being afraid of the King of Hearts.
Most likely, that's why King of Hearts left Lega in the end.
- “K of hearts is just a symbol. ”
The K. of Hearts is a symbol given by the Imperial Squad. It is the "hope” given by the Squad when its grades decline. It is an intern who drinks to quench thirst and holds the gun for the professional squad. The first Nicholas, like those who were eliminated by the K. of Hearts, was the star squad's “nursery” on the show.
Any art show, including the Clawson show, including the Stardust Cup, is essentially a art show.
Broadcast any mirror and shift the angle of view between players. As long as "childcare” is in place, the K of Hearts will always be the star of the Stars.
But the K of Hearts doesn't seem willing to exist in this way.
So...
Witch Jane swept Nicholas' eyes like she was watching the silver armor in the hallway.
"His reputation is false, given by his predecessors in the squad, and his reputation is dedicated by economic companies. I'm going to beat it, which is important to me. ”
A sharp turn on the bus.
Nicholas Drama K immediately tells Witch Jane: "Brother Wang, why does Lega always stick his eyes out at you? ”
Witch Jane pushed Nicholas away: "No surprise. In his view, everyone in the car could be K. ”
“If you don't do it to K, K will do it to you. Only by eliminating the real K will it be safe to stay in the next round. Like a Miller Valley werewolf? The difference is, you don't have to beat this werewolf! ”
“Here we are, get out! ”
Outside the bus, 100 to 60 stage venues in front of the mountainous sea.
Countless AIs, playing the audience, choosing pipes, factories, bodyguards and squeezing them out, wrote very pragmatically, even in the audience without a civilized insertion team. At one side door, the two viewers were locked out of the door because they were inserted into each other, squeezed in and out of the door frame, and soon a more advanced AI separated them.
“...” Witch Jane was extremely suspicious that the boss had moved AI from the Floating City sweep and pasted a copy of the pasted face into the audience.
Soon there will be a pipeline to greet the players, one at a time, and lead them into the venue.
Cross a staff-only door and the scene is flash--
All together.
Yesterday's rehearsal stage curtain was completely pulled away, and the huge stage was actually attached to a spinning disc! The disk was cut evenly into six huge fans, only one facing the audience. The lights on the stage are brilliant and illusory. Each fan has its own landscape, with mountainous snowfields, undersea abyss, and a decaying city from yesterday's rehearsal.
They belong to six different groups: Dance, Voice and RAP.
From the top down of the audience, the stage is like a spinning miniature dessert stage. Each time a set of performances is played, the disc rotates all the scenes along the middle axis, turning the previous fold behind the scenes and this fold into the front of the scene. At this time, the staff is still debugging, and the brilliant landscape lights on the ground also cut out different brilliant projections as the scene changes.
Eye glare.
Just above all the stages, with vintage curved screens, is the “fan wall” that was popular centuries ago. The screen scrolls wildly through high floor topics and replies within the fan forums.
Witch Jane lowered her head, swept away the watch, edited the theme post and saved it as a draft.
A greeting was broadcast and the six groups of players were directed to the scene.
Witch Jane walks down the audience stage and follows the fan-shaped edge along the elevator to the B1 stage organ level.
His gaze was suddenly dim.
The ear organs run constantly, but Witch Jane suddenly frowns, and the murmur is more than 10 times more than in rehearsal.
Logistics AI smiles and leads several people into position: "RAP Class 2. You're on second. Follow class one. In addition, in order to add to the fun of the stage, we deliberately adjusted the size and frequency of the lift -”
AI reaches out and the flashlight sweeps through the dim machine layer.
Nine people squint, sight like electricity follows light through complex and sophisticated stage organs, then stunned at the same time!
There were only 9 lifts left in the original dozen, and they widened into huge blocks. The elevators interact to divide the stage into a neat Nine Palace Grid!
The lift operates at almost 10-second intervals, and the whole stage is like a precisely cut city, 10 seconds from now, with some plates falling, some plates rising. At that moment, Witch Jane quickly remembered the cellular automaton in the first round of elimination, but the pattern of lift motion was markedly different.
“Nine Palace Grid.” Witch Jane didn't hesitate to lose Nicholas and rendezvous with the last Raphael of the team: "Nine lifts, nine grids. The rules remain unchanged and the lift cannot be raised when it stands more than 1 person. ”
Raphael reacted quickly and lowered his voice: “100 to 60 final. K will do it here. ”
Witch Jane nodded, the RAP lyrics paper held in her mouth, hands like electricity to remove a watermelon knife from the waist, a long dish knife, and a homemade dagger.
Rafael did the same.
In the distance, Nicholas has hidden in the shadows.
AI logistics leaves with a smile: "Then the stage is yours. ”
The huge roulette spins slowly, and the RAP Class 1 first showed up in front of the stage, and the show has been open for a long time.
Witch Jane lowered her head and the watch continued to vibrate. The RAP Class 1 eliminated at least seven people, and the competition was strong. RAP Class 2 and RAP Class 1 are very close together, and Witch Jane can even hear the screams on the next stage.
This is not a spinning dessert table at all.
This is the revolver in the Russian turntable, the only difference being that all six stages - six revolving magazines - are loaded with lethal bullets, a killing performance dedicated to an audience of 800 people on the field.
Witch Jane and Raphael are outfitted.
Raphael was straight to the point: “Rob the middle of the Nine Palaces. ”
The midpoint is narrow and stretches straight to the remaining eight areas, with no objection from Witch Jane. Two people like ghosts stepped on the edge of the lift, the lift weighed two people, automatically lowered, and aligned with the middle block. Witch Jane stepped to the middle, and Raphael hadn't caught up...
The lift squeaked.
Slowly sink.
Witch Jane squints in an instant!
There's more than one man on the elevator!
Nicholas revealed himself from the shadows and smiled: "Brother Wang. ”
Witch Jane nodded and relaxed. “Why are you here?”
The voice went down, Nicholas shot like a ghost, and the sharp knife pointed firmly at the witch's throat. But Witch Jane did it earlier than he did. The blade was picked on and the cold collided!
At this moment, huge stage institutions are spinning.
The RAP Class 2 background music burst out of the ears, the curtain rose and the audience applauded.
Raphael leaped down and stood side by side with Jane.
Nicholas looked cold.
Wang Ping pushed the blade forward and whispered to him in the deafening noise: “- Please start your show. ”
Jimmy! The next chapter is finally about to enlarge the big man...
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