Ch14 - Role Play

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Originally, it was a retort against him, but now he made it more and more ambiguous. Zhou Ziheng thought he was really unlucky and had nothing to say. He could only keep his head down and continued his work.

Xia Xiqing noticed that the tips of this guy’s ears were red. OmplEs

Obviously it was himself who was being teased, but he was the one who was embarrassed.

Negligent arson is also arson.

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The paper pieces gradually recovered under Zhou Ziheng’s hand and were arranged on the ground. The complete cover of the document gradually appeared.

“Divorce… Agreement?” He whispered the words on the document, thinking of another document he had found in Shang Sirui’s bedroom. 2Hj6vb

“Was the document in the safe box before a power of attorney for property transfer?” Zhou Ziheng opened his mouth without raising his head, but he didn’t get a response. He turned his face in doubt and found that Xia Xiqing was staring at the words on the ground in a daze.

He couldn’t help but touch Xia Xiqing with his elbow, and the other party suddenly reacted. The expression on his face was a little strange, “Ah, yes, it seems so.”

Although he didn’t know him for a long time, Zhou Ziheng had already seen too many faces of this man, who was lazy and cunning, vicious and decisive, and hypocritical. But the moment just now made him feel surprised.

Xia Xiqing realized that his emotions were exposed, and the expression on his face changed again. Zhou Ziheng also found that he was staring too closely at his face, so he looked down at the reassembled agreement. Unexpectedly, Zhou Ziheng discovered that the agreement was actually quite complete. There were also some narratives about the division of property and the custody of the 14-year-old only child, which made him have to admire the meticulousness of the program group.

“Have you finished reading? I have something to say.” In order not to let others see it, Xia Xiqing collected the pieces of paper on the ground and put it back into the wastebasket, lowering his voice and telling Zhou Ziheng what he had been thinking of for a long time.

“You come with me.” As he said, he stood up, pulled Zhou Ziheng’s wide jacket cuffs and walked to the wardrobe.

Seeing the two men, Shang Sirui yelled at the other end, “Hey, Ziheng, you…”

Zhou Ziheng did not resist either. Instead, he said to Shang Sirui, “We’re going to that room to see if there are any other clues.” Who knows, after saying this, the hand that originally grasped his cuff shifted and directly grabbed his wrist. Zhou Ziheng froze for a moment, “Hey…” pHSaDo

Xia Xiqing ignored him and led him to the other room, released his hand, and lightly closed the wardrobe door.

“What do you want to say?” Zhou Ziheng looked into his eyes.

“Now that everyone is here,” Xia Xiqing walked to the bed and sat down. The rose fragrance in the room made him a little dizzy. “That is to say, there must be a killer among us.”

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Zhou Ziheng folded his arms across his chest and nodded in recognition. Pens0j

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“What do you think these clues are for?”

Xia Xiqing leaned back on the bed. The information was too broken. He felt a headache. He pulled away the hair loops tied up in the back of his head and grabbed his hair. When he turned his head, he inadvertently found a picture on the wall. The painting.

“Why did you stop?” 2rmvUt

Xia Xiqing, who was originally lying on the bed, sat up, with his hair scattered around his ears, looking more gentle. He walked to the wall where the paintings were hung, carefully examined the paintings on it, and finally gave an affirmative answer, “The male owner of this house is indeed cheating.” He looked back at Zhou Ziheng, “The object of the affair is the owner of this room.”

“Because of the fragrance of roses in this room?” Zhou Ziheng was actually a little skeptical, but there was no more convincing evidence, and he didn’t jump to the conclusion.

Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.

Xia Xiqing shook his head, “Not exactly.” He pointed to a painting hanging on the wall. In the painting was a pair of man and woman embracing each other. The white shirt outlined the muscles of the man. Powerful arms encircled the woman’s waist. Behind them were scattered red curtains and distinct bright and dark lights and shadows. “This painting is Fragonard’s 《The Bolt》, the theme is cheating.”

Zhou Ziheng, who came by, took a closer look at the painting. Without any prior knowledge of art, he could only ask, “How is it represented?” lHSTBg

Xia Xiqing enjoyed being asked by Zhou Ziheng and even more enjoyed the process of answering for him. He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, “Do you see the flower in the lower right corner? It was brought by this man to his lover. But as soon as he opened the door and saw this woman, he couldn’t restrain himself. He threw the flower on the ground, one hand around her waist, and the other hand tried to reach over and fasten the lock.” He glanced sideways into Zhou Ziheng’s eyes. “Can you imagine that picture?”

Zhou Ziheng was choked suddenly, and that kind of stimulating affair scene really appeared in his mind.

This person is too perverted, he asked him so bluntly every time. He probably won’t be able to look at the word “imagine” directly again in the future.

In order to hide his embarrassment, Zhou Ziheng frowned and changed the topic abruptly, “So, what does this painting have to do with this room?” tdV1f0

“Not only this one, but all the paintings in this room are either related to love or portraits of men. If you look at the drawing board beside the bed and the clothes in the wardrobe, you can imagine that the owner of the room is a female painter.” Xia Xiqing walked to the drawing board, “I’ve been feeling that the clues in these rooms are connected together as a story, like a plot.”

Just like many themed style secret room escape games, most of them launched puzzles one by one in the set plot, but this reality show was not like this. Every room seemed to be independent, but there was a chain of clues independent of unlocking the door, revealing the plot step by step.

What kind of story is it? Xia Xiqing felt that the current clues were messy and couldn’t put them together.

One of the most critical points must have been missed. dZ8WVY

Staring at Xia Xiqing’s profile, Zhou Ziheng found that there was a scar on his chin that was not easily noticeable. It seemed that there were traces of stitches. To be honest, Xia Xiqing was more pleasant to the eye when he was serious. With that beautiful and harmless face, he could deceive everyone.

He was struggling constantly in his heart, and time passed by minute by minute.

He has never felt so much difficulty in making a choice.

Several hours have passed, and the first round of voting would begin soon. He couldn’t guarantee whether anyone would be executed in the first round. 73jUp6

Ugh.

Zhou Ziheng reluctantly put his hand in his jacket pocket, took out a dark brown dropper bottle and handed it to Xia Xiqing.

Xia Xiqing was a little surprised. When he took the bottle, he took a look at Zhou Ziheng. The expression on the other side’s face was so awkward that he could not describe what kind of expression it was.

He couldn’t help laughing. “What’s this?” dgt8Oq

With this frivolous ending, Zhou Ziheng couldn’t help but feel irritated, and he even began to regret his decision to share his unique clue. He looked at Xia Xiqing’s slender fingers, which circled the mouth of the brown jar.

If you want to have it back, grab it from him now.

Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.

Seeing that Zhou Ziheng didn’t speak, Xia Xiqing looked into his eyes and said, “Why don’t you speak?” This time the ending is longer.

Zhou Ziheng coughed. 98tOkf

Forget it. It’s already given.

“I just found it in the living room. It’s in the corner of the dining table.” Xia Xiqing looked at the bottle. There was a label on it with chemical symbols.

“This is cyanide. It is poisonous.” Zhou Ziheng played the role of a science student and directly told Xia Xiqing the answer. Hearing these two words, Xia Xiqing was stunned. All the clues gathered in his mind at this moment.

No wonder… cy3IT5

No wonder there were white chrysanthemums on the table in the study, and the furniture was covered with white cloth.

“The male owner was killed.” Xia Xiqing raised his eyes to look at Zhou Ziheng, and the other party nodded slightly and said to him, “Does the story plot line up like this?”

That’s right, that’s right. Xia Xiqing began to try to connect the previous clues, “The male owner cheated with the female painter, tried to transfer the property, and divorced the female owner. He is dead now…”

“According to common sense, the female owner is the most suspicious.” Zhou Ziheng continued, “It is not impossible to tear up the divorce agreement and kill the male owner in a moment of anxiety.” C6rKmY

Xia Xiqing frowned slightly, “It’s obvious that the male owner has received the invitation to meet the female painter in Sophia restaurant. Maybe, in the end, the male owner failed to divorce his wife and chose his family, so it’s not impossible that the painter murdered the man.”

Zhou Ziheng looked at the painting 《The Bolt》, “What you said makes sense, too much information is given through the painting.”

If it weren’t for professionals like Xia Xiqing, many clues would be blurred, but would his perspective be over-interpreted?

Not necessarily. IBKf5F

“Yes, the paintings give a lot of information,” Xia Xiqing tried to sort out paintings that did not yield effective information under Zhou Ziheng’s reminder. “Most of the paintings in this room are reminders of the ambiguous relationship between the female painter and the male owner, the picture of 《The Unknown Woman》hanging in the female owner’s room, and in our room…”

Hung…《The Clothed Maja》.

He suddenly thought of Maja’s clothes in the painting, his eyes were empty, and he was stunned, “Did you notice? Maja’s clothes…”

Zhou Ziheng hummed calmly, “It’s exactly the same style as the one on Cen Cen.” 2xTVuD

The players actually correspond to the characters in the secret room plot.

Xia Xiqing put his fingers into his hair in disbelief, and looked at the painting 《The Bolt》 and the portraits of the men on the wall. One of the things they had in common was that they were all wearing white shirts.

Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.

“So my counterpart is the male owner?”

The players themselves don’t know that they correspond to the characters, and are completely in the dark. Only after gradually restoring the clues will they find out. aUB2tr

Who wrote such a carefully thought-out script?

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The author has something to say:

Have you thought of the corresponding characters? Actually, I hid a lot of clues in the earlier parts. eJSuTW

By the way, if I watch this reality show, I will probably become a fan of these two people in a second and start writing fan stories hahaha.