Decryption game BOSS begs me to retire

Chapter 20 Case 1

▍ Return my innocence

"I..." The boy spat out a word, but he didn't say anything after a while.

He didn't continue, and Shi Yan didn't rush, time passed by every minute.

The boy was probably sorting out his emotions. His breathing was a little short due to the heated argument just now. After calming down, he scratched his ears and said again: "I just want to delete all the photos about Xinxin in the phone, and there is no Find new clues."

After he finished speaking, a shrill female voice sounded without warning: "My darlings, have you found the murderer? A warm reminder, there is only half an hour left before my eating time."

When everyone heard this sentence, their whole hearts were lifted up, hanging in mid-air, suffocating unbearably.

Shi Yan maintained the same posture without trembling eyelids.

The curly-haired man let out a barely audible "tsk", as if expressing great disdain for the female voice.

The boy was also a little flustered because of this sentence. He turned his head to the curly-haired boy and asked sharply, "Shouldn't you tell me? Although we haven't found any conclusive evidence that you are related to the tour guide, you are the most suspicious one. "

He mercilessly pointed out his suspiciousness, "No matter whether it is your carry-on or mobile phone, you can't find a trace of relationship between you and the tour guide, but why do you know the name of the bar that the tour guide often goes to?"

The curly-haired man immediately defended: "There is no evidence to point out that it's because I'm really innocent, why don't you jump over the wall and bite people casually."

Unexpectedly, the elder brother would trick him.

Even if he was tricked, he would still be the most innocent person in the car.

He looked at Shi Yan with firm eyes, hoping that he could see his sincerity and frankness from his big innocent eyes, "Brother, I was at home all night last night and didn't go anywhere. I went to bed at ten o'clock and six o'clock Get up, I signed up for this one-day tour group a long time ago, and the death of the tour guide has nothing to do with me."

The boy snorted: "Because there is no evidence to prove it, so you just make it up here, right?"

The curly-haired man rolled his eyes, "If you say I make it up, then everyone in the car can make it up, and it depends on who can make it up the most."

The two were still arguing over who was lying. The driver of the tour bus opened his mouth a few times, but was frightened by the aura of the two men's swords and closed his mouth.

In the end, I felt that it would be impossible not to say anything, so I said fearfully: "That..."

The two people who were arguing excitedly looked back at him in unison: "What's the matter?"

The driver of the tourist bus was so frightened that he leaned back and said falteringly, "No... isn't there one person who didn't say what he did last night?"

The curly-haired man frowned: "Is there?"

The male college students quarreled too passionately and short-circuited: "Who else?"

The tour bus driver looked at this and then at that, and he glanced around but didn't see the key person.

Shi Yan, who had been silent for a long time, finally opened his mouth: "He's talking about me."

Everyone looked at him, and the whole car suddenly became quiet.

"Actually, there's nothing to say. I went to bed at seven o'clock and slept until seven o'clock in the morning." Shi Yan didn't seem to think that it was surprising that he slept for twelve hours, and his frank tone seemed to be saying Bad luck today.

The content of this statement seems familiar.

The curly-haired man thought about it for a while, and felt that the rhetoric seemed similar to his own, so he asked secretly, "Brother, are you plagiarizing me?"

Shi Yan squinted at him and closed his eyes: "There are still 15 minutes, you two continue to argue."

After hearing that there were still 15 minutes left, the two stopped arguing, glared at each other, reached a temporary settlement, and began to think.

But it's useless to just scratch your head. There must be evidence to support what everyone said in order to prove who is lying.

The problem now is that they can't find this evidence.

Everyone is trapped in this car with nowhere to go.

Where can I find evidence.

But he couldn't help but glance at Shi Yan.

After listening to their words, the man sat there with his eyes closed and rested, and he didn't bother with other things anymore, with an attitude of waiting for death.

--how is this possible.

The curly-haired man looked at Shi Yan who was calm and composed, and later realized that this man probably already knew who the murderer was.

But let them continue arguing.

This man is really too much.

Although he knew that there was a huge gap in IQ between himself and Shi Yan, the curly-haired man upheld the spirit of not admitting defeat, and decided to use his own strength to find the murderer within 15 minutes, vowing to investigate the case to the bottom.

Shi Yan also disappeared twice, and they didn't have as much time to collect clues. He couldn't find the murderer all the time. They who have been in the car all the time can't find it, right?

The clue must still be in the car.

There must be some auxiliary items to help Shi Yan determine who the murderer is.

The curly-haired man began to recall what Shi Yan did just now.

It is suggested to play the truth and ask everyone one by one about the last time they met with the tour guide and what they were doing during the estimated time of death of the tour guide.

What else did you do?

Seems to be……

"I don't want to die...I don't...don't want to die..." the girl murmured in fear.

The curly-haired man was disturbed by the soft muttering and couldn't concentrate, scratching his head in pain.

When the eldest brother was asking others, he also checked some content with his mobile phone.

……cell phone?

His eyes lit up, he hugged the mobile phone, and gave a few to the boys, "Look, the clue may still be in the mobile phone."

"Look for that woman first, she hardly has any useful information." Seeing that the curly-haired man didn't share the mobile phone of the curly-haired woman with him, the boy instructed him.

It makes sense.

The curly-haired man first took the woman's mobile phone and began to search.

His energy and efforts are commendable, but he completely ignores that it is very time-consuming to conduct exhaustive evidence collection again.

Before he could finish flipping through the phone content of the woman with big waves and long hair, the desperate female voice rang again, "Baby, it's time, have you found the murderer?"

The curly-haired man was frantically poking his finger at the phone screen: "...give me another minute."

But he knew in his heart that it would be useless to give him another half hour.

The information on the phone is exactly the same as before, and it's useless.

Well, he admits that the gap between him and his eldest brother is not a little bit big.

The boy also put down his phone. For some reason, he was much calmer than when he was looking for evidence just now.

Not as flustered as before.

"Little baby, I'm running out of time. You guys are going to tell me who the murderer is." The female voice giggled.

The curly-haired man almost felt nauseous, "Who are you calling baby? Who is disgusting?"

Shi Yan didn't speak, the only active people in the audience were curly-haired men and male college students.

The boy made a suggestion, "Let's vote."

Everyone had no other choice but to agree with his proposal.

But before everyone started voting, the weird female voice sounded again: "Little babies, I forgot to tell you that if you choose the wrong murderer this round, I will eat everyone except the murderer." oh."

"Are you fucking crazy? What a broken game, it tortured us for so long and still wants us to die, why don't you give us hope in the first place!" The taxi driver couldn't hold back and cursed.

It can be seen that his heart has been completely defeated.

Even a pervert is a pervert who is afraid of death.

The tourist bus driver shivering in the corner, staring at the floor, muttered: "Dead...dead...going to die..."

If there was a glimmer of hope for everyone before, now that only hope has been destroyed.

Everyone naively thought that each round would push out one of the "murderers" they identified, and the rest could barely escape, and they would find the real culprit again through the subsequent evidence search.

Who would have thought that this is not the case, they thought too well.

Seeing everyone collapsed like this, the voice floating in the air became even more excited, "This is a game I set up, the rules are set by me, I have given clues, and there is plenty of time, if you can't find the murderer, it's yours." Question, hee hee..."

"Let's vote." The boy spoke again.

"Gamble, bet right, we can survive."

In the absence of evidence so far, it is the only way.

"Then I..." The taxi driver glanced at the curly-haired man, "I'll throw this curly hair."

The curly-haired man had a question mark on his face: "..."

No, isn't he the most innocent and least suspect one?

The driver of the tourist bus weakly raised his hand: "Then I... I will vote for this curly hair too."

Curly-haired man: "..."

Brothers, if he didn't play like this, he would be so innocent.

Just because he said that the tour guide likes to go to the twilight, he can't be considered suspicious. The word "innocent" is written all over his body, even in his hair.

The woman with big waves and long hair did not participate in the vote. She wandered into space for a long time and couldn't get back. She abstained.

The boy turned around to look at his girlfriend, and stretched out his hand to pat her on the shoulder, but saw that the other party retreated reflexively, and his hand stopped in mid-air awkwardly.

"Xinxin," he withdrew his hand, his face a little uncomfortable, "Who do you think is the murderer?"

The girl shook her head, and said in a weak voice, "I don't vote...it can't be like this, we don't have any evidence to prove who is the murderer here."

The boy looked at her seriously, "Xinxin, if we choose the wrong murderer, we will die; if we don't choose the murderer, we will die too. At this time, why not take a gamble?"

The girl shook her head desperately, holding her head in her hands, unwilling to vote.

The boy looked at her and sighed, "Okay, you can also abstain."

He looked at the curly-haired man, "What about you, who do you want to vote for? The person with the most votes so far."

He wants to throw himself into a well.

The curly-haired man did not expect that he would be so unbearable in everyone's mind.

He gave up on himself and said, "It's up to you."

"I'm actually more suspicious of the woman who didn't participate in the whole process of finding clues. Her behavior is very weird, and her motive for killing is quite sufficient-killing the tour guide, she will have no worries and can be with her 'husband' carefree. I This vote is for her," said the boy.

He kept his eyes on Shi Yan, "Then, this gentleman who didn't vote, who do you think is the murderer?"

The gentleman who did not vote was called, and finally opened his eyes, but instead of voting, he asked a question, "What will happen if the right murderer is selected."

"I will let you go," the female voice reappeared, showing that she has always existed, but did not speak, "As for the murderer, of course I will eat him."

She sighed: "Otherwise I won't be able to eat any of them, I'm at a loss."

The curly-haired man rushed over to hug Shi Yan, but tripped over the long legs that stretched out instantly, and fell straight into the mud.

He grinned and rubbed his knees, raised his head and looked at Shi Yan with teary eyes: "Brother, do you know the murderer? You know I'm innocent, right?"

The male college student's face darkened, "Do you know the murderer? If you make a mistake and there is a murderer, the whole car will be buried with you."

After being slapped with such a big hat, Shi Yan still said indifferently: "You suggested voting, but you voted wrongly. Except for the murderer, the whole car is your funeral object, isn't it?"

Being blocked again and unable to refute, the boy pursed his lips and simply stopped talking.

On the contrary, the strange female voice who heard their conversation was a little curious, "Ah, little baby, have you guessed who the murderer is? Once you say it, you can't go back on your word."

Others were wondering if Shi Yan really knew who the murderer was, but they were also worried that if he made a mistake, the whole car would die together, and they were extremely tormented.

Only the curly-haired man was unaffected, grabbed Shi Yan's trouser legs, and cried, "Brother, you must return my innocence. I am really innocent. I really have nothing to do with the tour guide. It was an accident."

Shi Yan let him pull his trouser legs and didn't bother to stop him. He didn't even bother to drive people away if he had seen shameless people but never seen such shameless ones.

He turned his head to the girl, she covered her face and couldn't see her expression.

"Xinxin."

An unfamiliar male voice called her name, and the girl raised her head blankly, looking at the person who called her name.

"...you... you called me?"

Those blue eyes were quiet and brilliant, gradually calming down her heart.

"You have doubts in your heart, right?" It was a question, but it was also an affirmation.

The girl lowered her head in a panic, twisted her clothes with her hands, bit her lower lip with her upper teeth, and did not make a sound.

Shi Yan's words and the girl's reaction made the boy flustered, "Xinxin, do you know who the murderer is?"

The female voice shook her head like a rattle, "I don't know..."

After hearing this, the boy turned his head to look at Shi Yan, with a bad expression, "What do you mean? Forcing others to express their views? Is it fun to watch other people's ugliness?"

The curly-haired man is upset, can you beat the big brother?

The eldest brother wants to prove his innocence.

He was about to go back, when Shi Yan called again: "Xinxin."

The girl lowered her head even lower, refusing to respond to him.

"No matter how much you resist, it's the truth."

The indifferent tone destroyed the last line of defense in the girl's heart: "Even if he is your closest person, you should not forgive him for what he has done to you."

The author says:

My estimate was wrong, I was thinking of letting Gong play today _(:°з」∠)_

Thank you for the nutrient solution of Ke Lisi, the cute little fairy and the little fairy in the fantasy world~