Chapter 101:
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Psychic
- Feng Liu Shu Dai
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- 2021-03-02 04:17:40
Zhuang Zhen is a very assertive person with a strong desire to control. He overthrew the test content formulated by Song Wenneng. He is arbitrary and sincere: "Since we are the client, then how should the test be heard by us? I I do n’t trust your players right now, and I do n’t like to waste my precious time on this inexplicable program, so I must use the fastest way to distinguish whether these people are really capable or pretend to be ghosts. I do n’t have time to accompany you. play games."
Song Nuan pinched his fist, feeling he wanted to hit someone.
Song Rui nodded with a smile: "So, what do you want to do?"
Zhuang Zhen glanced at Yang Shengfei and took out a silver necklace for convenience. He said dumbly: "This is my sister's relic. She wore this necklace when she was killed. After meeting your competitors, we all spoke a word. I wo n’t say it, and it will confuse this necklace in a pile of debris, let your players sense it. We will only talk to him if he senses my sister ’s relics and tells the case, otherwise he will leave immediately We are not going to waste time. Did you know that in order to investigate this case, we have only slept three or four hours a day for more than a month, and our energy and endurance have reached the limit. "
Song Warm's fist was loosened, and his inner anger was replaced by thick shame. She has a deep understanding of the pain of the death of her loved ones, and she is better able to understand the torture of being unjust, so she can fully understand their inhuman ways. Their recourse to the truth is the most urgent, so they can't tolerate others to take this almost painful urgent haha.
"Yes, I will let the prop team prepare a few small objects to confuse this necklace. When the player enters the test room, all of us will remain silent." Song Wenneng beckoned several assistants and ordered related matters.
In a few moments, the program began to record. Because of the cheating phenomenon in the previous issue, the program team eliminated two people at once, one was the cheating player and the other was the last player, so there were only ten remaining in this episode. A psychic fights.
The player who won the No. 1 pick walked in slowly, sat silently under the guidance of the assistant director at the round table, and faced with Yang Shengfei and Zhuang Zhen. As the host, Song Nuanwen sat on the left side of the contestant, and Song Rui sat on the right side of the contestant. The other three judges were in trouble today and could not come.
No one said anything, just waiting with a serious expression.
Player One looked back at them anxiously, and then looked at the assistant director, his eyes full of doubts. The assistant director also said nothing, but pointed to the desktop. Player One discovered that there were a few small objects on the table, a silver necklace with a peach heart pendant; a gold necklace with a lotus pendant; a chain of furry Winnie the Pooh ’s keychain; a pair of worn out High-heeled shoes on the side; a mobile phone that is off and a locked diary.
The scene in front of me was both a mime and a mystery. The players needed to figure out what to do, and the other party seemed to understand what they did. First, they carefully looked at everyone around them and tried to find clues from their faces. , And then stretched out his hand and moved slowly over the small objects, as if sensing their energy.
"This thing belongs to you." He pointed to the silver necklace, and pointed to the haggard Yang Shengfei.
Zhuang Zhen said at once: "Please go out."
The player turned to look at him, his face inexplicable-who are you?
Song Wenneng had promised Zhuang Zhen before recording and would respect any of his decisions 100%, so he could only laugh: "Okay, please go out, our client seems to have other demands."
The player reluctantly left, and Zhuang Zhen sneered. In front of the camera, he didn't know how to hide his emotions.
Song Wenwen suppressed his anger and smirked, "Zhuang team, our player was right, the necklace was indeed Yang Shengfei, why did you drive him away?"
Zhuang Zhen glanced at Song Rui and said slowly: "It's very simple, he didn't sense it, he guessed it through observation and observation. A Fei's face was the most haggard and the expression was the most urgent, and he always looked involuntarily after the players came That necklace. The player secretly observed the expression of each of us while sensing, and naturally he could quickly guess which of these items belonged to which person. But he said the wrong thing as soon as he spoke, and the necklace was Afei belt It ’s coming, but it does n’t belong to him. If the person is really a psychic and really feels like it, he will change it to a more accurate way. Such a simple scam, I believe Dr. Song has seen it for a long time, I do n’t Understand why he still has the patience to sit here and act with you. "
Song Rui smiled recklessly, but Song Warm's heart was once again filled with the desire to hit people. She was the first time she saw such a guest, but it didn't matter. When the teacher Fan appeared, this person would have to deflate! No, no, no need to wait for Mr. Fan to appear, just a few of them in Yuanzhongzhou will allow Zhuang team to reshape the three views!
Thinking this way, Song Nuanwan regained his peace and summoned: "Please invite the second player to come in." At the same time, Zhuang Zhen repeatedly asked Yang Shengfei to control himself well and not to reveal any emotions.
The second player was also confused for a while before starting to feel something on the table. "This ... is a bit strange. Someone is wearing it and fell down ..." She pointed to the high heels.
Zhuang Zhen tapped the table impatiently: "You can go."
Player: Who are you?
Song Wenneng smirked with a fist: "Sorry, you can leave."
Song Rui and Yang Shengfei remained silent again.
The third player walked in, hesitantly swiped at the diary with his fingertips, and was blasted out by Zhuang Zhen before he even spoke.
Everyone: ...
The contestants were chased away one after another, and Zhuang Zhen became more and more impatient. In front of the camera, he began to rebuke Song Nuan for holding this show to promote superstition and sensation. Song Wenneng endured very hard, seeing Yuan Zhongzhou appear at the door, and almost wept with joy. Oh my god, here is a man who can fight, quickly and quickly, pack up this arrogant bastard!
Yuan Zhongzhou did not sit down, but took out a rattle and wandered around the round table, jingle, jingle, jingle ... The distant and vague bell filled the dark room, making the air swell Layer by layer ripples. Yang Shengfei's anxious heart was soothed by this ringtone, with hope looming in his eyes. This person seems very unusual.
Zhuang Zhen arms around his chest, silently. If you only look at the expression, you have no way to find any clues on his cold face. He is like a sculpture and is not disturbed by any foreign objects.
On the ninth lap, Yuan Zhongzhou finally sat in the empty seat, pointing at the silver necklace, and said slowly: "It has something to do with you, what is it?" His deep eyes straightened. Watching Yang Shengfei.
Yang Shengfei's body was stiff, and he tried to control himself. He didn't dare to move, look at, or even think about it. However, Yuan Zhongzhou has begun to ask himself and answer: "It is the bond of blood, deep fear, death, anger, despair ..." He quietly and quietly spit out three cold words: "It is a crime!"
Yang Shengfei's eyes began to flicker violently, and Zhuang Zhen looked at the player who was more divine than other players before.
Song Nuan slightly adjusted his sitting posture to make his back straighter. see that? see that? Who the is pretending to be a ghost!
Yuan Zhongzhou closed her eyes and continued to say, "I saw a young girl in a red dress. She was very beautiful, she laughed, and she was full of vitality and vitality. The people around her liked her very much, but they had a pair of sins. Staring at her, the danger is slowly approaching ... "
Yang Shengfei nodded frequently at first, and then stopped breathing, staring at Yuan Zhongzhou intently, anxiously waiting for what he was going to say next, and the other party did mention the matter of the year, with painful words and intermittent: Heavy rain, struggling, dying, everything is over, I can't feel more. She is dead, but strangely, the message she left was also taken away, which is very abnormal. Those who were killed complained all It ’s very deep. The message left should be the most, but she did n’t, and she completely disappeared.
Yuan Zhongzhou opened his eyes and shook his head regretfully: "I'm sorry, I can't help you. I know what you came for, but I really can't help you. Her message was cut by herself."
"Why cut it?" Yang Shengfei asked anxiously.
"I don't know, you should ask her. But you can't ask, her soul has completely disappeared." Yuan Zhongzhou sighed deeply.
"The soul is flying away?" Yang Shengfei asked with a trembling voice.
"Probably, I don't know very well." Yuan Zhongzhou stood up and bowed repeatedly, and he could see that he was guilty because he couldn't provide a little help for this young man who was in deep pain.
After he left, Song Nuan said: "Zhuang team, our players still have two brushes."
"Blind cat hit the dead mouse, just wait for your contestants to find out the real murderer." Zhuang Zhen's face didn't move at all, even if he knew that Yang Shengfei's sister was wearing a red dress the day he was killed. It was raining heavily.
Can't help them to catch the real fierce, even if it's a mess.
Song Wennuan took a deep breath, and then bit his teeth to summon the following players:
He Jinglian can only sense some of the current information. Twenty years is too long for her. She looked at Yang Shengfei sympathetically and said a word of grief. When she left, she stumbled, as if very painful; Ahuo sniffed the table Items, and then handed the silver necklace to Yang Shengfei, telling him that there was still a smell on it, but he couldn't tell more of it; Ding Puhang shook his head again and again: "The secret case, this is a secret case, the specific situation I also It ’s impossible to find out, so please ask Gao Ming. "
Several people came one after another, and went one after another, failing to say anything constructive. The hope in Yang Shengfei's eyes has dissipated a lot, and Zhuang Zhen's endurance is gradually approaching the limit.
Song Nuan called the next while wiping his sweat, while Song Rui always supported Yi and looked at it silently.
Zhu Xiya walked in and, like everyone else, sat in the empty seat without a word, and began to fiddle with a small copper furnace that was burning smoke. She poked the fuel in the furnace with a slender copper needle to spread the thin and smoky smoke farther, then narrowed her eyes and looked at the changing smoke for a moment, and said slowly: "Your heart There is a ray of injustice, you are suffering for her, you are also struggling for her, and are fighting for her, I originally wanted to summon her, so that you can ask the doubts in your heart. I think, no one will know better than her Those encounters, after all, she is the victim. "
Yang Shengfei slammed his fist suddenly, staring at the opposite side.
However, Zhu Xiya extinguished the copper furnace and waved her arms gently to disperse the smoke and shook her head. "But I just found out that all she left was a trace of lingering thoughts, and her soul had completely disappeared, and all the messages were taken away. She did n’t expect you to help her find the murderer, she gave up, so you give up too.
Zhu Xiya shook her head, and finally sighed.
Similar to words such as giving up, almost all psychics with great ability have said that this is a signal to Song Wenneng, but in Zhuangzhen's eyes it is a scam, and it is a program performed by the program team and these people. Scene. Because they can't find the murderer, but in order to maintain the reputation of the show, they can only make up such ghostly words. Don't they know how painful and hurt these words are in Yang Shengfei's ears? This makes him feel desperate more than he can't solve the case!
Zhuang Zhen looked at Song Wenneng and shook his head expressionlessly, with total coldness and condemnation in his eyes. Even if he didn't say a word, he expressed what he wanted in his heart.
Song Wenneng was angry and sent Zhu Xiya to the table. "What kind of eyes are you? Do you suspect that our program team and the players have colluded to fool A Fei? I haven't done it to Song Wennuan yet! What about teacher Vatican? What number is the teacher? Please bring him in! "
Song Wenneng no matter what the number of Fangallo is, will it be inserted in other people's team, she must invite him to fan Zhuangzhen's face!
So Song Rui was sitting upright now, her eyes showing a bright light.
Yang Shengfei, who was still frustrated just now, was immediately energized. Obviously, he came here today for Vanguard, and the other players were just retreating for the next choice. It really doesn't matter if they can help. As long as Fangallo has never played, his heart can always retain a point of hope.
The player behind Zhu Xiya happened to be Van Gogh. He pushed the door in and slowly sat down, politely nodding: "Meet the Zhuang team again. Mr. Yang, you seem to be having a bad time recently."
Yang Shengfei was about to respond, but the captain pressed his shoulder and shook his head to stop it. Yes, they said it long ago, and they will never reveal a word before the player ’s truth. Acknowledging that you are having a bad life does n’t mean indirectly telling Van Gogh that you are in trouble? This is a cliché! Thinking of this, Yang Shengfei immediately closed his mouth.
Fangallo smiled unintentionally, then stretched out his slender index finger, pushed away the golden necklace, pushed away the key ring, pushed the high heels, diary, mobile phone, all to the edge of the round table, let the silver necklace Lying alone in the pale and harsh halo. With a brief glance, he recognized the most important object.
"I know it is important to you, but it is closed now. The message left by your sister was cut off by herself. I can't sense anything. All I can see is some occasional flashes in your heart. .. I know she was killed, rainy night, torture, tragic death, but more of the truth that only she knew, has been taken away by her. With this necklace alone, I ca n’t help you.
Van Galo shook his head, tone Calm, but helpless.
Song's straight, straight back lingered in an instant, and she never expected that even Teacher Fan would be helpless. Zhuang Zhen glanced at her, his face clearly showing suspicion and dissatisfaction. He also said that the show crew did n’t cheat for cheating. If these cars are the same, it ’s a unified caliber at a glance!
Yang Shengfei's tears fell out in an instant, choked with sobs: "Is there really no way? Not even you?" He repeatedly confirmed, seizing the last ray of hope, and was not willing to let go. He couldn't forget his sister's eyes that were angry until death, how many times did Dad close them? She hates so much, so resentful, so unwilling and painful, how can she cut all the messages? Impossible, she has no reason to do that!
Van Gogh looked down for a moment and sighed, "Can you invite your mother? This is the last attempt."
Yang Shengfei hesitated because his mother would shout hysterically as soon as she mentioned the name of her sister, so he could not guarantee that she would be able to record the show clearly. However, since Vangallo said that this was the last attempt, he must do his best!
"Okay, I took her over!" Almost without any hesitation, Yang Shengfei made a decision.