Ai Yuanyuan was almost unable to hold his expression, and just found a direction given by Yan Yan.
"I think of it, the invitation letter font is black."
After speaking, she turned her head to Shang Yuanyi, hoping that the game continued and covered this stubble.
But Yuanyi did not rush to pick up, but meant that he looked at her deeply.
"It turns out that you really have no invitation letter. The font is dark red, and the color of the fire lacquer is a color."
Ai Yuanyuan: "..."
She pouted up annoyed.
"Do you want to follow it?" Yuan Yi asked.
"Take it," Ai Yuanyuan looked at Zhong Jiuyin and said, "If the murderer is one of the people without an invitation letter, it must be more than me because I am not a murderer. The writer is at most a ghost."
Zhong Jiuyin made an indifferent expression. When the Yuanyi finished the characteristics, she didn't have to think about it. She didn't hesitate to say: "The invitation letter paper can be slightly raised on the font.
come out."
"Then continue to take the plot," Yan Yan said. "I have a hunch. The focus of the plot will be placed on our role design. It is also a useful clue from the character of the character."
Radio judgment is fast: "Supplement the plot in the middle ... The original Yi plot is 80 % of the degree. Reward 80 gold coins."
Well?
She shrugged slightly, anyway, there was a associate, and this aggressive game couldn't play without playing.
"Without the grabbing session, everyone may be the penultimate."
"It makes sense," Yan Yan pointed to Zhong Jiuyin and Ai Yuanyuan and asked him, "Who do you think are the murderers?"
"The dancer immediately avoided the painter, and looked at her with complex eyes. The chef hummed, and the corner of the mouth pulled out the radian of ridicule."
After the original Yi said, the eyes of those dogs turned away, swim around two times, and then look at her.
Yuanyi: "... Sister Yin, don't be too outrageous."
But looking at the people next to him, she sighed: "Yan Yan brother is the least gold coin now. The rules of grabbing the link are really abnormal, and the clear zero is too cruel."
Why did he have this hunch? Why didn't she?
If you think about it, now the plot has been found to find that the painters and writers are mixed up to eat and drink. According to the voice left by the captain, the people on the cruise ship should be very polite to them such as smuggling. They are also very disgusted.
I want to see it, and I am embarrassed to watch more.
In the end again, everyone knows the results.
In the attention, he said, the more he stumbled, and everyone was quite familiar with him. When he stopped, he would take a step step in urging him to continue.
Yan Yan didn't think so.
The dimples on both sides of her lips are so drunk, as long as they laugh, they are very cute. No matter what she says, she can make people automatically softened.
"Don't look down on people," Zhong Jiuyin's attitude is fierce, "I am a painter, full -time painting, and the future."
"Didn't you say that a friend invited you to come up? It turned out to be fake?"
"Now Yuanyi is the second? Maybe the plot can surpass Zhong Jiuyin." Ai Yuanyuan was a little envious.
"Ask suspiciously ..."
"Well, then?"
Personally, the number of gold coins has risen, exceeding Liang Zhi, who is the same level.
Should the chef should also be? The dancer is proud of a male peacock, probably.
"We just have no invitation letter, and it cannot be explained that it is the murderer. Didn't you also analyze the dancers to hide alone as the murderer? There is also a chef, the suspicion is the biggest. The musician may not be a good person.
Play in the ballroom. "
As soon as you quarrel, you can scold everything. Swinging the other party is light. It is not impossible to greet your family.
Ah, then the follow -up plot is really likely to be about character personality and experience.
Yes, she is also very wise. Yan Yan can think of it as he can think of it, but it is a long response.
Yuan Yi added: "And they may have mixed here to choose a mask, and then the captain discovered that the two sides had disputes. Someone killed the captain."
What about musicians? If the same disgusting, then they may be arguing.
Look at the two of them, there is nothing one, and the corner of the lips is slightly moved, because the differences between them were unusual earlier, he just looked at them and felt that there was a layer in the middle of the two.
Intersection
In other words, everyone has one or two suspicions. It seems that anyone can be a murderer, and maybe no one is a murderer.
"Also, we haven't looked for the weapon and mask yet, that is also two important clues."
The voice of Yan Yan and Zhong Jiuyin hit together.
Yan Yan glanced at her through a Liang Zhi in the middle: "It seems like you have touched it by yourself. I am afraid there is no such specific description in the text, and it is a bit more like a bit."
Liang Zhi was stunned, and he couldn't answer it late.
"Well ... Chris ..." He organized a language and started from the problem of Zhong Jiuling. "Maybe when Chris went out to find a rose, the captain had been killed, but there were many people, not everyone noticed it. The murderer solved the solution.
Others changed their weapons when they were noticed. Although Kris left the crowd, in order to avoid small loss, they first solved other people, and then stayed at the rabbit waiting for Chris to come back. "
"Passionate killing," Liang Zhi pushed his glasses, a pair of white scholars, "Maybe at first he was just angry with the Captain's ridicule of her ridicule, degraded, emotional, so he killed him.
In the pan, um ... in order not to let those who were frightened run out to expose her, they then killed more people ... "
Like a two -sided wall associated with a very thin cobweb under the eaves.
There was an answer in his heart, but when he turned around, he did not dare to directly look at the eyes of Zhong Jiuyin and his eyes fell out of her eyes.
"Hey, don't confuse the audiovisual." Ai Yuanyuan said with a smile.
"The two protected ladies were isolated in an instant, and the painter looked at them at a loss. The musician was unwilling to believe that such a beautiful woman would be a cruel murderer.
Yan Yan concluded: "Zhong Jiuyin and Ai Yuanyuan did not have an invitation letter.
Zhong Jiuyin looked at him.
She thought about it, raised her hands again, waiting for them to use keywords to remind the plot.
I have arrived at the original Yi.
Asked Zhong Jiuyin, he wanted to answer him.
"... Ask the invitation letter, they found out that the painter who seemed to be beautiful and elegant, and the timid writer, actually ran up to eat, eat, eat and entertain."
Yan Yan looked clearly, his eyes fell in the void, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Yuan Yi provided a idea, maybe painters, writers, and even everyone, identity is fake. The painter is not a painter, maybe he is not doing business ..."
In his normal expression and tone, he was very indifferent. This deep posture seemed very easy, as if he didn't care if there was any plot gold coin to enter the account.
It's almost the same, he thought about it, and added more: "But as your painter's identity, why do you need to do this?
"How about Chris?"
Yan Yan turned to look at her well: "Oh? How to prove it?"
Yan Yan's picture made a laser design, minimalist wind, pretty good, Jiuyin has not found a suitable artist receipt yet. I want to make an appointment.
It's hard to find someone. Every time I can't find my wife, I lie on the bed to dream: If I am a painting/artist, the paintings are perfectly painted, and everyone who sees my work pointed at the painting.
"It's so beautiful! It's so beautiful! There are such beautiful works in the world. At a glance, I feel that my soul has been sublimated!"