"Except for the 11th, if you go to the kitchen for any activities other than three meals a day, please raise your hands." Houston Jianmei made a rude gesture of "please" to everyone slowly and slowly, "Please think carefully, after all, this is about

to your own lives..."

No one raised their hands.

"Then, we can easily infer that No. 11 seems to have sufficient reasons to carry out a series of murderous activities." Houston smiled jokingly, "Then the case is closed, isn't it?"

"You! Why are you talking nonsense!" No. 11's eyes were completely different from before, and he was about to spit out sparks, "I called you here one by one, I am a witness! If it hadn't been for me -

—”

"But..." Sheldon took over, "The last thing we want to see is that you have already taken care of the scene..."

No. 11's face obviously changed, and his pupils shrank suddenly, but he did not dare to say another word, so he could only give up with a cold snort, fold his arms and readjust his position on the stage.

"Before concluding that this young lady is the murderer, we also need to ask other people if they can provide alibi." Houston smiled cheerfully, "Then I will say it myself first."

Peyman breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, obviously feeling sincerely happy that this guy was no longer making trouble——

"I have no alibi. I have been to the restaurant. I didn't see anyone staying in the restaurant for a long time in the morning, but I met with me on the 14th." Houston continued, "I believe this reasonable lady

To fully prove this point, we should have met at ten o'clock in the morning."

Number 14 is an older woman, and as time goes by, her face has been painted at random, while her edges have also been smoothed.

"Yes, I was here in the morning. This situation had not happened at that time. This gentleman was just drinking tea and reading in the restaurant." No. 14 added, "I'm a little thirsty, so I wanted to have a drink."

Hot water.”

"Well," Houston was satisfied with her answer, "but on the 11th, we heard you clearly before, do you come for tea every morning and afternoon? So... you went this morning

where?"

"I'm not in the kitchen, you don't need to worry about my actions." No. 11 said stiffly.

Payman quickly smoothed things over. He first said that he and Martin were talking in the lounge on the second floor, and then asked others to give their own alibi. He also said that if someone testified, the credibility would be even higher.

This can not only prove everyone's innocence, but also indirectly test whether the twelve people now form a small group.

The answer is of course, but there was a little accident. No. 4 got into trouble with No. 8 out of nowhere. The euphemistic name is: No. 4 said that No. 8 had no manliness, but in fact, No. 8 said that No. 4 had no spine.

However, seeing No. 8's timid appearance, everyone silently had an impression of him in their hearts: this man is an absolute coward.

Because he didn’t allow anyone to come within one meter of him, even if they were standing on the trial stage. In the end, Barbatos came over to smooth things over and said that it was okay. After all, the [murderer] remained the same during the trial.

Has the ability to kill on touch.

Sheldon and Merlin certainly have a strong alibi. After all, one is the child and the other has to stay in the room with the child, right?

So, according to this, the only person suspected of murder should be No. 11. This is on the premise that no one is lying. In the danger of death, everyone must believe the other unconditionally.

"No. 11, don't be nervous, we just want to hear an explanation." Peiman said cautiously, "Because judging from the photo just now..."

"Stop talking! I'm not a murderer!" No. 11's face was ferocious, and his words had a strong nasal voice. "He is my husband, a real husband! Do you think I will kill him?"

"But this in disguise increases your suspicion of murder~" Houston smiled cruelly, "Using your husband's trust in you to carry out brutal killings... Hahaha! I think this is normal."

"Calm down, we just want to hear an explanation, you just need to tell us what you did this morning..."

At this time, a man raised his hand, looking very cautious.

"I reserve the right to be suspicious of No. 11, because I saw her talking to No. 2 in the morning, in a corner of the second floor, at about 9:30 in the morning." No. 9's voice was not loud, but it was

It can be clearly heard in everyone's ears, "I just want to go to the recreation room to see if there is anything to kill time... I can also prove the alibi of No. 6 and the Director, because I will also

I had a few chats with them, and I’ve said this before.”

Payman agreed with this, but felt even more confused because of this news. A wife taking advantage of her husband's trust in him... This is very disgusting to think about.

"I talked to him in the morning, yes." No. 11 replied, "Because of this, I didn't go to the restaurant to have tea. But I didn't see No. 2, my husband, in the afternoon, and finally he was in the restaurant

When I saw him, he looked like he had been killed."

"Then can you tell us what you and him said?" Sheldon asked further, "This should be nothing, right?"

"What does what I said to him have to do with you?" No. 11 swallowed, trying very hard to put on a soft posture, but failed because of nervousness, "What else can a husband and wife say?

, you should know it after thinking about it, right?”

"So, in other words, everyone has no clues?" Houston laughed jokingly, "Then just vote for any one. Anyway, you will die."

Immediately afterwards, a red button appeared from the platform, with each person's number marked on it. With a tap of your finger, you can select a person as the murderer of this murder.

Houston clicked the button representing No. 11 without hesitation and looked around maliciously: "If that's the case, then I might as well choose the one I want to choose the most... Haha!"

"You are seeking death!" No. 11 shouted loudly, "If this continues, we will all die! Do you know!"

"Then just die. Isn't this my purpose..." Houston smiled, "The way you lose your composure, to be honest, proves that you are a murderer."

Houston snapped his fingers and his expression changed instantly: "I won't let anyone take advantage of this game. No. 11, you are seeking death."

"You!" shouted No. 11, "you are a guy who only talks nonsense! Then let me ask you, do you have any evidence?"

"Boring." Houston's face was stern, and his fingertips shot out illusory lights, which eventually formed a dark silver light curtain, all unfolding above the trial stage, "Believe it or not."

That's...a picture of No. 11!

"You, what are you doing!"

Exclamations of disbelief! And...heart palpitations with nowhere to escape!

No. 11's voice could no longer remain calm. Her hands clung to the railings of the trial platform, and her throat made a gurgling sound, like an unwilling drowning person.

These photos are all of No. 11 and No. 2 together, but No. 2 in them is limp and at the mercy of No. 11. What is even more shocking is that No. 2 was unscathed at the time!

This is a complete scam!

"I don't know how you killed him," Houston's lips curved cruelly, "but...I don't want to know either...I only care about your despair...

..never allow one to escape..."

"How did you..." No. 11 said with irrepressible dejection, "You don't understand!"

"As a wife, you are really responsible." Houston smiled, "You know very well in your heart. You and he also understand each other to the death."

Bang! No. 11 took half a step back again, only to find that she had missed the mark. She quickly turned around, and now she was faced with an endless abyss!

Everything around them disappeared, leaving only the judgment seat in the light. Twelve people stood on it, but there was nothing around them.

"Haha -" Merlin opened his eyes, yawned, looked at Sheldon with a stern expression, and immediately broke the frozen atmosphere, "So, in other words, the murderer is this aunt?"

"Oh? No one doubts that my photo is fake?" Houston waved his hand and took back the light film above everyone, "Everyone, you really believe me."

"Are you sure I really want to say this?" Marquez was a little skeptical about the hint given to him by the nightmare, "Is this really what a child of one or two years old said?"

"It doesn't matter, let's continue watching the show." Merlin's tone was no different from usual, "But... that number one is quite interesting."

"Now that No. 11 has admitted it..." Peiman said dryly. He wanted to say a few words, but found that all his words were so weak.

The votes have already been determined.

No. 11's face was ashen, his legs almost gave out, and he knelt down.

"I didn't expect that, No. 1, you have a lot of skills~" Barbatos remained silent during the process, "There were actually witnesses in the first case! This is really a dramatic scene... Haha, hahahahahaha

!”

[Congratulations everyone! The murderer in this case is: No. 11]

The rune light lit up, the magic light flew up and down, and it headed towards No. 11 with a clear target.

Bang! There was darkness in front of me. In an instant, everyone’s eyes lost their original function!

"Hmm!" The next moment, No. 11's trembling body was completely separated from the other eleven people!

To be precise, the other eleven people are now observing the lemurs in the cage.

This fully demonstrates the nightmare's absolute control over the [Dream World].

"You..." No. 11 wanted to say something, but found that tears had already flowed out of his eyes uncontrollably. He wanted to make another sound, but he could only choke out hoarsely.

"I'm sorry." She finally bowed to everyone else, "I'm sorry..."

The familiar puppet flew down from the sky, and its originally powerless body seemed to be filled with strange energy. It became like a person with strings, and it really moved vividly!

"Haha! Hahahahahahaha! Very good..." Barbatos's voice became longer and more powerful for some reason!

The puppet's pitch-black pupils suddenly lit up, and a sharp blue color emerged like ice. It raised its hands and looked down at everyone condescendingly.

It is the owner here.

[Next: Execution time]

The illusory brilliance suddenly and suddenly disappeared, and quickly combined into shape.

"Everyone is welcome to enjoy..."
Chapter completed!