Chapter 69: Subtle Identity

Plaid Shirt is dead.

Right in front of Jiang Qian, he was shot in the middle of the forehead.

But no gunshot was even heard at the scene.

A strange atmosphere instantly fermented in the air.

The elegant lady sitting on the left side of Plaid Shirt immediately screamed and moved away from her seat, then turned her head back with her face covered, looking unexpected and panicked.

Even the muscular handsome guy on his right stood up and stepped back, and consciously kept a guarded distance from the square-faced fat man on the other side of him.

Now everyone has not torn their faces because it is not clear who is the enemy and who is the friend.

In other words, the outcome is unpredictable, and no one dares to act rashly.

And the death of Plaid Shirt is a watershed in testing identity.

Everyone's eyes gradually focused on Jiang Qian...

Jiang Qian, who became the focus of attention, was thinking rapidly:

Plaid Shirt was the first person to introduce himself. Although his words were not nutritious, they revealed some tendencies: physical and mental health and positive energy, was he implying that he was in the justice camp?

When the other party mentioned "health" and "specializing in treating unhappiness", Jiang Qian's mind was exactly the "pill" card that he didn't get.

At least among all the speeches, he didn't hear anything more like the "pill" card than this.

So this is why Plaid Shirt was the first to die?

"Glasses" corresponds to "detective" and has the function of looking through the bottom cards;

"Pills" roughly correspond to the functions of pharmacists or doctors, whether it is poison or antidote... Strange? He is a pharmacist but can't save himself?

——Is this the legendary "can't save yourself on the first night"?

Jiang Qian could not know all the above speculations.

After all, he didn't get this card and didn't know its functions and rules.

If the plaid shirt is a "pill", then the person who really caused his death was trying to divert the blame to me, right? But how did the murderer determine my camp attributes? Maybe he didn't determine it... Jiang Qian's eyes met the people who looked over:

The elegant lady looked nervous, the muscular handsome guy was alert, the square-faced fat man looked confused but much more relaxed than the first two, Dr. Dai was very calm, and Teacher Tony Fugui...

Jiang Qian's eyes turned to the side. Tony Fugui, who was originally sitting on the chair and didn't move his butt when everyone was panicking, now stood up with the table shaking.

"Cough! Cough..."

He stood up and covered his mouth with his hand and coughed.

The bright red blood flowed from between his fingers and sprinkled on the table and the ground.

"Which one..."

Tony Fugui looked pale and ferocious at everyone, and asked with blood foam: "Which one is the official dog?! Don't let me catch you... cut your skin into pieces!"

He was no longer as elegant and dignified as before.

This action and words directly drew everyone's attention away from Jiang Qian!

Jiang Qian's eyes were deep.

During the time when the lights were turned off, more than one person was attacked.

Looking at Tony Fugui's cursing at the official, it is easy for people to associate him with the wanted criminals lying in the official system.

Things have become more subtle.

To be precise, Jiang Qian's identity has become more subtle!

He is not only in front of the dead Plaid Shirt, but also on the left hand side of Tony Fugui who was attacked but not killed!

Theoretically, he has the convenience of attacking both of them at the same time.

In addition, he did not reveal any biased information before, so both camps have a huge question mark about his identity.

But in Jiang Qian's vision, the current camp pattern has been drawn more clearly.

First of all, the two people attacked in this round are most likely not in the same camp, otherwise the rules of the game are not balanced enough, and the winning party wins too easily, which is not in line with the nature of the hell-level copy.

Since the two are not in the same camp, and Tony Fugui has spoken wildly to the official, he puts Tony Fugui in the opposing camp, so the plaid shirt is the dead teammate "pill".

He still has two teammates left:

"Hammer" and "Sunshade".

As for Hammer, no hints were heard.

The information of Sunshade was matched, and it was matched with two!

One is the low-key girl Xiao Yang on the left, and the other is the square-faced fat man that Jiang Qian looked through the trump card ability.

Xiao Yang's codeword appeared in her self-introduction. Although it was very obscure, Jiang Qian still heard the hidden message from her social phobia speech:

My name is Xiao Yang. I am a female high school student with poor grades and it is difficult for me to graduate even if I repeat a grade. I am not good at anything and I am indecisive...

——I am Yang.

For this reason, Jiang Qian also took the opportunity to exchange codewords with the other party: "Poor eyesight, look carefully."

That was not flirting, but hinting that he was "Glasses" and had received her message.

Everything was going so smoothly.

But when he turned over the square-faced fat man's bottom card, it was also "Yangsan"?

A person who couldn't even give the answer to the identity card in the exploration notes turned over the bottom card and found that it was his teammate. Can you believe it?

If it can be believed, then what is the girl next to him doing?

…

All eyes are focused on Jiang Qian.

"Is it you?"

Tony Fugui turned his head and faced him with gritted teeth. The other party's eyes were full of murderous intent and could get out of control at any time.

The bodybuilder on the opposite side showed a hint of gloating.

The villain succeeded... Jiang Qian responded to Tony Fugui's gaze calmly and explained calmly: "I have been writing notes, and my hands have not left the pen and notebook. How can I have the opportunity to sneak attack you?"

He raised the pen and notebook in his hand.

"Do I need to use my hands?" The bodybuilder snorted and laughed, "See what's wrong with his notebook!"

As he said, he was about to step forward and grab Jiang Qian's notebook.

"Why do you look at it? Which side are you from? How do you know that you can kill people without using your hands?"

The graceful lady who was terrified just now has completely calmed down at this moment, and looked at the bodybuilder with a pair of graceful eyes.

"Who do you care who I am? You can figure this out with your toes, right? Did you hear the gunshot?" The bodybuilder angrily retorted.

...

It's strange that Tony Fugui didn't first suspect the bodybuilder who had just had an argument, but suspected me instead. Did they confirm their identities? They used a codeword that we couldn't understand... Jiang Qian silently recalled the only verbal exchange between the two.

At this moment, Xiao Yang, who had been silent all the time, picked up the notebook from Jiang Qian's hand.

Surprised: "You are really writing notes!"

Tony Fugui narrowed his eyes and looked over. The elegant lady, the bodybuilder and others immediately stopped arguing and looked over in the direction of the little girl's voice...

Jiang Qian's notebook was spread out on the table by Xiao Yang: "Look, it's written so seriously, are you the top student?"

Her face was full of envy, as if she was really a poor student who was about to hug the top student's thigh.

Everyone looked at it, and saw that the notebook was neatly recorded with everyone's name and ID, as well as the keywords mentioned. The handwriting was neat and even, with a beginning and an end.

After turning off the function, the exploration notebook is just an ordinary notebook. Jiang Qian was well prepared.

But in the eyes of others: this is not at all like the state of a note of a person who is about to commit a crime.

Too calm, too focused!

At this time, everyone's assessment of Jiang Qian's identity was even more imaginative.

He didn't attack any of the two people? Is this possible?

It is possible.

Then which side would he be on?

But if the death or injury of one of them was caused by him, then this person's psychological quality is too terrible, right?

Is there any family origin for this peak acting skill of pretending to be stupid? ?

...

"Since things have come to this point, why don't we fight openly, and make a quick decision, so that we can die early and be reborn early." The square-faced fat man suddenly interrupted.

His smiling and persuading look at this moment gave Jiang Qian a sense of déjà vu.

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