Although the packaging propaganda is a bit shameful, the first half of the sentence is very attractive.
Zhong Jiuyin still chose to eat, and dismantled with some hidden thoughts ——
A few big balls of black and autumn.
Take a bite, the nuts inside are crispy, which is a bit delicious.
She bit the black sesame meatballs in her mouth, and stood up and walked around the dining table for half a circle, searching for some delicious snacks.
Yuan Yi didn't care about picking it by herself, helped her take a few choices on her seat, and turned around to discuss the deliciousness of her.
"I have eaten this, the spicy degree is very high, it is recommended not to try it easily."
"This is OK, the meat -flavored shredded pork is generally highly acceptable."
"Sister Yin, don't you like to eat dried sweet potatoes? Here is."
Coupled with the a few words of Ai Yuanyuan and Liang Zhi, the sound of speaking with the sound of the rustling pocket bag is combined, and it is very lively.
When Yan Yan went back to the lens, he communicated with the people of the show group, and saw the four of them be close to each other.
Zhong Jiuyin and Yuanyi's arms are almost stuck together.
He walked over a person alone and stood beside them.
Zhong Jiuyin looked up and looked at him, he asked, "Is there any recommendation? After eating the more manner."
His eyes made him look a bit lonely and beautiful.
The use in the words, and Zhong Jiuyin reminded of what he had fainted on the side of the road.
It is really easy to break, and people and animals can be dizzy.
"This," she pointed at her bag of black sesame balls, "quite fragrant."
He "um", went to listen to the recommendations of others again.
Ai Yuanyuan gave him two high -calorie chocolates. People who claim to have low blood sugar can eat a sacred sweet sweetness.
Yuanyi and Liang Zhi also recommended.
They knew more or less about Yan Yan's hypoglycemia. Although they had not picked up a faint man on the side of the road, each program watched the barrage and netizens who knew a little.
So all the recommended are high energy.
Yan Yudu listened carefully, the guest said thank you, put things in his hand.
After sitting down, disassemble a black sesame balls to eat.
It is really mellow.
The word "The secret of the dense hair" is also written on the packaging bag. He smoothed the torn folds, thinking that she liked to eat this kind of thing.
Everyone was almost picked up, and each found a place to sit down and chatted. The subtle sound of the packaging paper "stabbing" continued, like the background sound of chat.
"I just watched it just now," Ai Yuanyuan said, "The kitchenware and knife here are equipped with well, a complete set, there is no shortage."
Yuan Yi swallowed a cranberry dried: "Is that murderer's knife? Or there are other places on the cruise ship, there will be a knife?"
After speaking, the two dried two dried fruits were squeezed to Zhong Jiuyin.
"The taste is not bad." He laughed embarrassed.
Zhong Jiu's image was thrown by two bags of local food by the good person who passed the way.
This thing has fewer meat and has less meat. It is used to smash people than eating into her mouth. She is really impatient to pry open.
"There should be no swords on the cruise ship. For the time being, I think that the murderer came with a knife, but why did he take the knife upstream ship?" Yan Yan lowered his head to tear his second black ball and said smoothly.
"Are you ready to come up early?" Zhong Jiuyin sat tilted, and the hand supporting on the desktop took a pack of sea moss rolled crispy and squeezed.
She only listened when she had something to say, and her focus was still on eating.
After taking apart the seaweed, a strange smell rushed into her nose. She looked ferocious for a second, then quickly took out one piece and stuffed it into her mouth.
As the saying goes, don't define the taste of food by the smell. She is willing to give this bag of snacks a chance to be discovered.
I ate one, didn't smash it to understand the taste, and stuffed another one into it.
As he ate one piece at a time, the clicking sound clearly reached the ears of the people next to him.
Yan Cheng rummaged through a pile of snacks and found a bag of the same thing, mixing it with yogurt and eating it.
All four people had spoken, and Liang Zhi was the one who should speak in order, but Ai Yuanyuan's thoughts were overwhelming and she quickly picked up the topic, overpowering Liang Zhi's slow voice.
"Since he was ready to come up and kill someone, he must have formed a deep hatred with someone before that. I guess the person he wanted to kill was the captain, but he couldn't bear to be in the crowd and took action. Later, he just got too passionate.
Kill them all."
Liang Zhi waited for a few seconds and no one said anything before he spoke: "What if he originally wanted to kill them all? Maybe this cruise ship masquerade is also one of his plans."
Yan Cheng: "It's not very possible. If you want to kill so many people, you can't just carry a small knife. It would be easier to poison instead."
"That depends on which of us has had an irreconcilable conflict with the captain." Yuan Yi concluded.
Ai Yuanyuan nodded: "All the answers lie in the character settings. Height, body shape, strength, past experiences, and the location where the murder occurred."
The exam scope has been circled, and it’s time to fill it in with the content.
Ai Yuanyuan had a new idea and discussed it with Yuan Yi and Liang Zhi on both sides.
Zhong Jiuyin lay down closer to listen, with a bag of suckable jelly in his mouth.
Suddenly her shoulder was touched, and she turned back to look at Yan Cheng.
"What?"
Yan Cheng showed some wrapping paper in his hand and asked in a slightly lower voice than Ai Yuanyuan and the others: "Where do you throw the garbage? Do you have a trash can over there?"
Zhong Jiuyin looked around him and saw that there were no trash cans.
However, there is an empty plastic bag on the table that can barely serve as a trash can.
"Give it to me," she stretched out her hand casually, "throw it in the bag."
"Okay." Yan Cheng agreed, turning his hand over and putting the pieces of paper into her palm.
It was just an action of passing garbage. Zhong Jiuyin didn't take it seriously. He planned to just pick it up and throw it into the bag, and continue to listen to Ai Yuanyuan and the others.
But she soon felt a slight coldness and itching in her palms, so she finally looked at Yan Cheng.
It was Yan Cheng's fingertips, and the neatly manicured nails flew across her palm like a dragonfly. It was very slight, but it had the same sense of presence as the sharp touch of the wrapping paper on the skin.
Yan Cheng put away the garbage and withdrew his hand. Sensing her gaze, he raised his eyes and asked, "What?"
"Nothing." Zhong Jiuyin looked around him, picked up the wrapping paper, threw it into the bag, and then pulled the bag over.
"Just throw it here."
Yan Cheng nodded.
He didn't speak and only listened to what he heard. Zhong Jiuyin somehow seemed to be a little clever.
It's strange that Yan Cheng can also be associated with Guaiqiao. She must have eaten too many black sesame pills, and her brain automatically entered the mode of eating and drinking enough to sleep.
She opened the bag, sucked the jelly in her mouth, and listened to the plot analysis conveyed by Yuan Yi.
Ai Yuanyuan is indeed an expert at playing the game, and she hit key plot points again and again.
Broadcasting prompts-
"... they really found the weapon, that was a blood -covered chainsaw."
"What is the use of finding? We are not a police officer, there is no way to verify the fingerprint. 'Dancer said."
"But at this time, the chef found a little special trace on the chainsaw. When he pinched it, he was actually a long brown hair. He looked around the other people and fixed his eyes on someone, asked: ..."