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    Zhou Ziheng turned on the light in the room, only to see Xia Xiqing who was leaning against the wall. His forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, his lips were pale, his head was half down, and his chest heaved slightly.

    I don't know why, but Zhou Ziheng unconsciously associates him with the rose on the paper.

    Suddenly, what Xia Xiqing said to him before appeared in his mind.

    [I am afraid of the dark.  ]

    [If there is a dark room in the future, just leave me if you don¡¯t want to be held back.]  ]

    What he said is true

    It turned out that he was really afraid of the dark.

    Since the acquaintance, Xia Xiqing's image in Zhou Ziheng's heart is negative and strong, too cunning, too confident, and too smart.  Such a person seems to have no weakness no matter what, but now, his weakness is exposed in front of him.

    Zhou Ziheng couldn't tell what kind of emotion it was, as if he had obtained some special rights, and also seemed to have a little abnormal desire for protection.

    The moment the word was born in his mind, Zhou Ziheng rejected it himself. He couldn't imagine how he connected a person like Xia Xiqing with the desire to protect.

    Probably almost driven crazy by this perverted reality show.

    Xia Xiqing leaned against the wall motionless, as if waiting to recover.

    The clever and cunning villain is the first out.  For some reason, his mood was a little complicated.

    It's not unexpected, because Xia Xiqing is so smart, and those who show their sharpness are always easy to get out.  But Zhou Ziheng couldn't figure it out, why didn't he hide his clumsiness?

    How did he know that Xia Xiqing was more than just not hiding his clumsiness? After the half-hour countdown started, Xia Xiqing almost tried his best to attract Shang Sirui's attention to himself, with the purpose of disrupting his original plan and allowing Zhou Ziheng to escape safely.  .

    Anyway, in his heart, as long as the killer does not win, he is not considered a loser as a victim.

    Xia Xiqing leaned on the wall with one hand, slowly straightened up, and turned around to walk to the door.

    "Hello¡­¡­"

    Xia Xiqing turned his head, did not meet his eyes, drooped tiredly, put his slender index finger on his lips, and did not speak, his forehead hair was a bit messy, hanging down to the tip of his nose, covering that beautiful nose mole.

    He has lost the right to speak.

    Zhou Ziheng didn't speak any more, and followed him out of the study, through the bedroom to the living room.

    Cen Cen, Ruan Xiao and Shang Sirui were all standing in the living room, Ruan Xiao had a serious expression on his face, as if he had expected this result, Cen Cen's expression was even uglier, and her eyes were floating on the two of them.  , first looked at Xia Xiqing in front, and then at Zhou Ziheng behind Xia Xiqing.

    Xia Xiqing felt that he had calmed down a little. He didn't want others to see his vulnerable side. To be honest, he didn't want to be seen even if the other party was Zhou Ziheng.  more unwilling.

    He raised the corners of his mouth, habitually showing a smile that shouldn't belong to a loser at all, and looked straight at Shang Sirui who "killed" him.  The other party's performance simply exceeded the performance quality of an idol. Although he was a little dazed, he quickly regained his composure and made a look of astonishment, "Xi Qing, you"

    awesome.  Xia Xiqing thought he was unlucky. He had always had a "smart disease". He was only interested in or guarded against smart people. The stupid ones were no different from pets in his eyes.

    Vices are breeding grounds for failure.

    But Xia Xiqing didn't feel that he had failed, as long as Zhou Ziheng could escape successfully, he would not lose.

    Facing Shang Sirui's question, Xia Xiqing did not respond. He slowly raised his hand, pinched his index finger and thumb to the corner of his mouth, and gently pulled it to the other side to show that he remained silent.  Then he calmly walked to the attendance bureau in the living room, and obediently stood in the small circle with his hands behind his back.

    Zhou Ziheng didn't want to look at him.

    His eyes first looked at the farthest dining table, then at the sofa, then at the carpet, and finally fell on him.

    It seems that if you go around like this, you are not looking at Xia Xiqing.

    Xia Xiqing also looked at Zhou Ziheng, even tilted his head, and smiled at him, his teeth were dazzlingly white.

    Zhou Ziheng felt as if he had been pricked by a needle, and then he looked away. Strangely, the smile just now played in his mind.

    When he tilted his head, his long forehead hair would fall from the side of his cheeks to the bridge of his nose, sweeping over one by one, and on the tip of his nose.

    What are you laughing at? This person is obviously going to be out, I really don't understand.

    "Player Xia Xiqing, out. Three, two, ??], he found the parts of the flashlight hidden by the program group in the sofa in the living room, and assembled it into a complete flashlight. He tried to illuminate the living room with the flashlight, went around a full circle, and finally found it on the second row of the gate.  In the password input field, words that can only be displayed with a flashlight are found.

    Just on the left side of the password field that only needs to enter three letters, there is a sentence written.

    [Who is the killer?  ]

    But this is only one of the passwords, and the other password still requires him to find the number. Zhou Ziheng thought of the last two clues of [Sofa Flashlight Study Room Turn Off the Light], so he entered the study room and turned off the light. In the dark, Zhou Ziheng held up the flashlight to check.  Looking around the corners of the room, I found that there are red glowing words on the four corners of the room, which are - 2, 3, 7 and prime.

    Zhou Ziheng, who was born in science, quickly understood that prime is a prime number, 2, 3, and 7 are all prime numbers, and they are all single digits. There is only one number that also meets these two requirements, and that is 5.

    Zhou Ziheng, who came out of the study, strode away and came to the living room. Shang Sirui's shouts could be heard in the living room.

    "What's wrong with Si Rui?" Cen Cen was about to go to the study when he was stopped by Ruan Xiao, "Sister Cen Cen, wait a moment."

    "Wait a minute? Wait for what?"

    Zhou Ziheng had already come to the gate at this time, he entered the four numbers [2, 3, 5, 7] in the first column as fast as he could, and entered the answer to the question in the next column.

    [son]

    The son is the murderer.

    The touch screen turned blue, and after flashing three times, a line of green prompts appeared.

    [The password is correct, congratulations!  ]

    With a bang, the door opened.

    Zhou Ziheng raised his eyes and looked forward. He had imagined many possibilities. Behind this door, there were probably a lot of cameras, or maybe it was the planner of the program group. He even thought about the lines after he came out.

    But he never expected that after he escaped from this door covered in cold sweat, the first person he saw would be Xia Xiqing.

    Xia Xiqing, who was wearing a white shirt, stood at the door. The light arranged by the program crew came from behind him. The backlight rubbed against his shoulders and gently covered his left chest. His face became blurred under the angle of the backlight.  , leaving only the beautiful arc when the corners of the lips were raised, "That's great."

    As soon as the words fell, Xia Xiqing, who was less than half a meter away, suddenly stepped forward and hugged him, hugging him tightly in the way men celebrate victory.

    Zhou Ziheng was a little stunned, letting this man cunningly take the opportunity to hug him, he forgot to resist.

    It's really strange, the previous aggressive perfume seems to have gradually changed its taste, the smell of tobacco has faded, and the musky scent has also disappeared. Zhou Ziheng feels his tired body is gently and softly wrapped by a warm woody aroma.  Fragrance, body temperature, the ironing feeling of the palm against the back, and the ending sound of this person who always seems not so sincere when he speaks.

    "I knew we would win." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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