Chapter 49

"What six degree division?" Hao Zhi asked Wang Yanke.

She looked down and nodded: "The ghost is right... The six degree division, also known as the 'small world theory', means that any two people on this earth, whether they know it or not, no matter how far away their living environment is, only six people are needed to establish a connection between them. As long as the virus can find this relationship chain, it can easily contact and become anyone“

"Isn't it? There are 6 billion people in the world? How can you contact anyone through only six people?" Hao Zhi said he couldn't believe such nonsense.

"However, this is indeed the case. The recommendation logic behind many dating websites on the Internet is four degree segmentation. Although it rarely reaches six degrees, such examples can be found everywhere in life. For example, when two complete strangers sit together and drink, it is very easy to find a person they both know. People often sigh that the world is really small. That's it One reason... "While Wang Yanke patiently explained, he was looking at the ghost, and his expression was always very nervous.

"Well, let's play a game of looking for someone..." the ghost suddenly changed a gun from behind. It was the one in the hand of the killed agent. I don't know when he had picked it up.

"Hao Zhi, don't you want to catch the virus? This time I'll give you a chance to guess who the virus is. As long as you say who it is, I'll help you kill him immediately! And whether you guess right or wrong, I'll shoot equally, isn't it fair?" the ghost seems to be very proud of the "game" designed by himself.

Although Hao Zhi was beaten dizzy, his brain was still awake. He turned his mouth and disdained: "put P, this is an unanswered question. As long as I say that person is a virus, even if I guessed it correctly, he will instantly transfer his consciousness to another person, then you can only kill an innocent person!"

"No, no, no..." the ghost smiled and shook the muzzle of the gun. "The infectious ability of the virus must be effective when it touches each other's body. We can let everyone put their hands on the table and no one should touch anyone. Then, he can't transfer any more..."

"Why do you want me to guess for you? Why?" Hao Zhi looked suspiciously at the ghost's face and didn't know what he wanted to do.

"In fact, including me, I don't know who the virus is lurking in. Maybe it's you, maybe you... It may be anyone. All you can know here is limited to yourself. Don't you think it's fun?" the ghost took the muzzle of the gun and clicked everyone sitting.

"No!" Hao Zhiyi raised his face and readily rejected the ghost. "If the first person I guessed was a virus and he was shot by you, you let me continue to guess, the final result can only be to kill everyone here!

You don't want to play any game at all. You just want me to be the person who issues the killing order, turn me into an executioner like you, and let me participate in your task. Ghost, you want to absorb me into your dawn organization and dream! "

"No, it's not like that. I told you that the virus has its original face. As long as he dies, the body of the person he parasitizes will undergo cell transformation according to the consciousness of the virus and become his original appearance.

Haven't you heard of a saying called "phase comes from the heart"?

So as long as you choose the right people, I will let you live. If you refuse, I can kill everyone now. Anyway, my goal is only a virus. I don't care how many people I kill by mistake! I'll give you five seconds to consider... "

The ghost smiled, but the muzzle of the gun in his hand slowly turned to Wang Yanke, "if you don't guess, she is the first!"

Hao Zhi looks at Wang Yanke around him. Wang Yanke nods at him. At present, there is no other way but to let go.

"OK..." Hao Zhi nodded and glanced at everyone in front of the oval conference table. These heads of state were once masters of more than 10000 people, but now they sit here like prisoners facing punishment and accept the arrangement of fate.

"Hehe, you gentlemen who live with dignity, have lived at the peak of the world all your life, holding the life and death of thousands of people and living a detached life. Now, your choice of life and death has fallen into the hands of an ordinary young man. The irony of fate is so interesting..." the ghost proudly delivered his speech while waiting for Hao Zhi's choice.

The heads of state did not show the fear that the ghost wanted, but they all seemed quite calm. They met Hao Zhi's scanning eyes without expression. Some people held their hands on their chest to show their innocence. Some people looked down at the table and seemed to be waiting for the coming of trial.

Hao Zhi looked at this and that. Emotionally, he felt that everyone except Xu zhe seemed suspicious. In the past, Hao Zhi liked to encounter multiple-choice questions in exams, but now he feels the difficulty of choice for the first time.

The ghost is still slowly counting in his ear: four, three, two

Hao Zhixin was worried, but there was no way. The guards on the plane didn't know whether they must have been solved by the ghost. Now none of them appeared. He had to choose according to several people he had just vaguely recognized during the Tianzhi meeting, so he pointed to one of the middle-aged men with yellow skin, small eyes, broken eyebrows and sharp nosed monkey cheeks.

"I guess it's him!" Hao Zhi said.

The ghost smiled knowingly. Without hesitation, he returned and banged two shots. One shot hit the heart and the other shot hit the center of the eyebrow. It's sure to be incomparable.

It's prime minister r Ben!

He also wanted to say something, but he didn't get the chance at all. He fell down. The people on the side were scared to hold their heads and avoid. When he looked carefully, the people had fallen to the ground and died, and their brains and blood splashed and fell on the people next to him.

The ghost stretched out his head and looked. He was still him. There was no change in his face!

"Sorry, I killed the wrong one, hee hee... I hope this gentleman doesn't mind in heaven! Hao Zhi, don't bring national sentiment! I asked you to guess who is the virus. Why did you borrow my hand to kill people?"

Hao Zhi turned his eyes and looked at the ghost. Indeed, it is not easy to say that he has no hatred with anyone on the table. It is really difficult for him to choose an innocent person to die. Under the instinctive choice, he can only refer to Prime Minister r Ben, which is determined by his education since childhood.

"Next, you still have five seconds to think about it!" the ghost seemed very satisfied with the result of the game and announced with a smile.

Five seconds later, another life!

Hao Zhi calculated that before the plane landed, the people in this room would be killed. What if the virus was not among these heads of state?

What if he becomes any crew member on the plane? Or did he become an aircraft repairman and didn't board the plane after doing some tricks? Who knows the plane is going to have an accident and takes the initiative to come up?

Thinking of this, Hao Zhi firmly judged: "the virus is not on this plane at all. You are making a mystery! Your task is to kill these heads of state before the plane lands. Playing games is just an excuse!"

"Sorry, it's time!" the ghost smiled at him, didn't turn back, waved his hand back, banged two shots, a white old man with almost bald head covered his chest and fell on the table. The reading glasses fell off his face and slid out of the table for a long time.

It's President George Daly!

"I haven't chosen yet! What are you doing?" Hao Zhiqi roared.

"Madman! You are a madman!" the president of the United States could no longer be silent. He patted the table, stood up and shouted angrily!

"No! No! Nono..." the ghost tilted his gun to him and lit a little, "Mr. actor, it's not your turn yet. Don't worry about performing..."

"Next!" the ghost motioned to Hao Zhi.

Hao Zhi's lips began to tremble. He was just a high school student. He had never seen a killing scene so close. A good living man suddenly turned into a pile of rotten meat just because another person's finger moved gently. He felt that human invention of gun was a crazy behavior for the first time.

"Hao Zhi, don't live up to my good intentions. What a rare opportunity to experience the fun of killing people," the ghost said to Hao Zhi with a smile. "You know, the supreme power is nothing more than controlling the life and death of others. The taste of this power is so fragrant and charming that all men in the world are attracted by it. Don't you think?"

Hao Zhigen couldn't listen to the devious reasoning of the ghost. He only knew that in less than 20 seconds, two fresh lives were buried. Five seconds later, he didn't know who the next person would be

"OK!" a voice sounded in the corner. Everyone looked and found Xu zhe standing up with a serious expression.

"I admit, I am a virus!"