Listening to the beep of being hung up at the other end of the phone, Jane Haixi's heart sank even more.
She was stunned for two seconds before she slowly took off the mobile phone next to her ear.
The two people in the room are still fighting. Mo Jue has to face hamu and talilina, and Mo Xiuyu who is tied
Jian Haixi just felt more and more anxious at the moment, so anxious that a thin sweat came out of his forehead, but he could only try his best to persuade himself to calm down.
She took a deep breath. She thought of what Mo Jue had just said. She immediately slid on her mobile phone and called Gu Chenyi.
So far, the trend of things has gradually exceeded their expectations. For the sake of safety, it's better to let Gu Chenyi take the children back early. After all, compared with here, the defense at home can make them feel more at ease.
Inside the event site, Gu Chenyi is leading... Oh, no, he is playing with Jian Rui and others.
At the strong request of Gu Xiaomian and others, Gu Chenyi had to change into a set of clothes in the script, but he still remembered his task and chose one most similar to daily clothes. In case of an accident, once he started, he couldn't be dragged down by his clothes.
Originally, Gu Chenyi's positioning for himself was very clear. He came to be a "bodyguard" for a group of children today. He wanted to let these little guys play a game quickly and send them home after a good time.
But he obviously underestimated the addiction of these children.
In the eyes of their adults, this so-called game is just an excuse to deal with the enemy, or a bait to lure the enemy. It is more accurate, but it has become the most pleasant challenge for these children.
These children are in the most curious time. From the colorful world outside to a small game in front of them, they can devote themselves to it, participate in it and find it.
Although the core script of the play was written by them, it did not hinder their enthusiasm at all.
Looking at several children wearing all kinds of small clothes and playing different roles, they chattered and discussed how to find clues and analyze the plot from the beginning of entering the door. Gradually, Gu Chenyi was infected by the children's smiles and excited mood. He involuntarily melted into it, followed them to find evidence and solve the case together.
When he read the script killing comments searched by Jian Haixi on the Internet, he once sniffed. He thought that such a game was fun. It was to find the murderer. Compared with this brain burning activity, he was more willing to go to the boxing room at this time.
But when he really played today, he immediately forgot his previous disdain and played as hard as several children.
In fact, the killing of the whole script is not complicated. In addition, the original authors of a pile of scripts are here, which is equivalent to being spoiled a lot in advance. However, their focus is not the result of solving the case. After all, these reasoning are too simple for people with high intelligence like Jian Yi.
If you really play seriously, a few people will have to go out in less than ten minutes.
Therefore, what they play this time is a novelty. They wear specific clothes and play their respective roles. They not only want to experience whether the game is fun, but also want to really see what the script they participate in the creation is like.
In particular, Gu Xiaomian, Jian Rui and Mo Xiuqian always rush to the front all the way. They are very curious about what they see. They are surprised to find the clues, as if they really came to play games and scripts. They have never seen them.
This quality... If you let them be supporters, the right person is the most perfect person.
Looking at Jian Rui and Mo Xiuqian holding together and shouting excitedly because they found clues and evidence again, Mo Xiujin hung his head helplessly and pressed his fingers on his temples. It's a shame. I really want to pretend I don't know these people
Mo Xiulin on one side couldn't see his face clearly. He had to interrupt and care about him: "ah Jin, are you okay? Look at you today. You're not in a good state."
He likes such interesting games as usual, but today he doesn't care at all.
Several black lines suddenly appeared on Mo Xiujin's forehead. What is not in a state?
He's in normal shape, okay.
What's exciting about finding clues you arranged in your own script.
You don't even have to move your brain. It's not a bit challenging
What's more, it's the three people who should really worry about the state, right.
He waved his hand to show that he was all right. He still hung lazily behind the big army and didn't go to join the fun.
Jian Yi and Shazhi also followed.
Jian Yi is too lazy to play actively. As for Shazhi, she must follow him.
Mo Xiujin looked at the excited people in front and sighed silently. He put his hands behind his head and blinked. He turned his head and asked Jian Yi behind him, "do you think your sister and the three of them have amnesia? Why do they feel like they don't know the plot at all?"
As soon as the voice fell, before Jian Yi could speak, he heard another lively sound in front of him.
Gu Xiaomian pointed to a cross he had just found and turned to greet the rest: "ruiruirui, look, it's really there!"
He stared at the things in his hand, looked up and down, left and right, and shouted to several people like announcing any major news: "look, look, this is my murder weapon!"
Murder weapon
"..." Mo Xiujin took a smoke at the corners of his mouth. They also had a pit in their brains. How could they choose Gu Xiaomian to play the murderer?
Such a stupid killer is a waste of their brain cells.
"Fool, how can you explode?" as soon as he said so, Mo xiuqianton was so angry that he came forward and directly knocked a chestnut on his head and taught him, "our clues have not been found here! Also, you are not the only murderer. You forgot you have a companion!"
Mo Tong: "
He was stunned with his mouth open for three seconds before turning to Mo Xiulin: "it seems that the script hasn't come here yet? How can I remember the clue..."
"Your feeling is right." before he finished, Mo Xiulin patted him on the shoulder, with a trace of helplessness on his face.
So far, all the clues in their hands can neither find the murder weapon nor analyze how many killers there are.
Two murderers, that's the next part
Mo Xiulin sighed with a headache: "one just blew himself up, and another blew himself up."
"Can we still play this game?" she asked, looking at the Shazhi in front of Jian Yi.
The process hasn't come yet. All the information has burst out