At this moment, the princess's face showed a little discomfort and she smiled reluctantly—

"I still remember it very clearly how I felt when I killed the first person."

"At that time, a traitor from an organization came out in a counterfeit banknote printing factory under my grandfather's command. Because of his call to the police, we lost several brothers and a counterfeit banknote channel. At that time, I was only ten years old and my father was not dead. They tied the man to me and came to me, and my father handed the gun to me and asked me to shoot."

Qiao Feng was stunned. He stared at the girl who was only fifteen years old, imagining her appearance when she was ten years old...

"I never thought about killing someone before that. To be honest, until I pointed the gun at the traitor's head and pulled the trigger, I thought it was just a joke. Or... my heart told me that killing someone is actually nothing at all. I am the daughter of a gang leader, which is normal."

"But it was not until the person's skull flew out that I really understood what the so-called murder felt."

"That time, I cried for a month and vomited for a month."

"I even hated my favorite meat because of that experience. How much I used to like braised pork...but after that, I almost became a vegetarian."

A hint of sorrow gradually appeared on the princess' face.

But after saying this, she seemed to have a sigh of relief, shook her head gently, and smiled at Qiao Feng again-

"I never said these words to anyone else. Because I almost never had any peers around me. My dad was very strict with me, and until he died, I only remember his harsh expression."

"Huh............ these words have been held in my heart for a long time. Now that I can say them to you, I really feel much better..."

Looking at the comfortable expression on the princess's face, Qiao Feng couldn't help but touch his chest. With a tentative tone, he said carefully: "Then... Princess, what you mean is...?"

"Ah. If you can live from here this time..."

The princess stretched out her hand and gently placed it on Qiao Feng's shoulder. She closed her eyes and put her chin on Qiao Feng's head, and she smiled gently.

"Come and help me, just be my 'devil dog'. OK?"

Qiao Feng's heart skipped a beat.

The princess's blonde hair scattered along the sides of her head.

The fragrance is very light...but it smells nice and comfortable.

At least now, I have gained the recognition of the princess. As long as I can leave alive...

As long as you can find a way to walk out of this banquet hall...

Then, I can officially become one of the Liuying Club as the "Princess's Magic Dog"!

The most important thing is...

I and that little girl can survive today.

Can... live!

Thinking of this, Qiao Feng slowly stood up and nodded to the princess. Then, he took out his cell phone again and pressed the button of the cell phone on Xia Yu's side.

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Unfortunately, the other end of the phone is still not connected. Is that girl still sleeping? Still woke up and left, but didn’t bring her cell phone?

Or...

She is dead?

Qiao Feng's body shivered again. He hung up his phone, looked at the princess next to him with a little expectant color on her face, forced a smile and said, "My sister... she is still sleeping, right? But it's okay, she should wake up soon. During this time before this, Princess, I will protect you."

The look of hope on the princess's face faded a little. But she nodded gently and smiled, showing her recognition of Qiao Feng.

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alright!

Since now, I already have a big backer like a princess, should I think about how I should escape from here?

Well... slowly, let's sort out what's happening now, and what happened.

First of all, we all unconsciously walked into this banquet hall. Then this banquet hall must be opened from the outside, otherwise it will detonate the bomb under our feet and blow us to the sky.

Afterwards, the thunder sounded, the circuit was interrupted, and the lights disappeared. Someone in the dark wanted to shoot the princess sitting at the front of the banquet table, but Mr. He rushed out and accidentally got the sub-car.

Then, we checked everyone's guns and ammunition to be full. But this was not reliable, because the person who shot the gun could take a shot in the dark and then take out a bullet from his arms and reload it into the magazine.

Then, there was another power outage, and the second gunshot rang out in the dark. At that time, Jiang Zhi, who was pressing his gun against my forehead, was shot in the chest and fell down.

Afterwards, the gun was checked again, and the whole body was searched. The search result was that no one carried the excess bullets, and no one was consuming the ammunition of the guns in their hands.

Because of this, we infer that the murderer should have brought two more bullets, and all of these two bullets are now shot out, so there should be no more murder cases.

However, the light went out again, and Ouyang Nuo, who was sitting opposite Zhan Yuxuan, was also shot in the chest and fell into the seat.

Yuan You began to be mentally ill and was shot to death by Zhao Jiangyuan because he wanted to rush out and detonate the bomb.

After checking everyone's ammunition, no one fired the gun.

Well... By the way, wasn't there a fire when Zhao Jiangyuan fired the gun just now? Why didn't he see it in the dark?

I asked the princess, and the princess also asked this question. However, after asking several killers, the answer to this question was very general.

Although this banquet hall is dilapidated, there are still many worn cloth pieces on the ground, and there are also many worn curtains on the windows beside the wall.

The killer who shoots can wrap the muzzle with cloth pieces that can be taken anywhere on the ground, and then tear the cloth pieces open after firing, making it almost impossible to see which piece of cloth has a gun hole.

Having said that, the sparks of the pistol are actually not so conspicuous. In many cases, except for the person who shot the gun, they may notice the firelight at that moment, even in the dark, the viewers next to them cannot see the sparks blooming. Like the gorgeous firelights in movies and TV, they often belong to the category of artistic exaggeration. There are few obvious firelights in modern gun bullets, and this point should be explained by the videos of shooting sports competitions.

OK! The spark problem can be skipped like this, so the next question.

After killing all of us, how exactly will that killer leave here?

Could it be that after killing us, he could go out in a straightforward manner regardless of the bombs under his feet?………Who is responding outside? Or…

Are the bombs on the soles of our feet all fake? In fact, there are no bombs at all?

……………………Who can guarantee it?

Look at the situation where Yuan You just wanted to open the door and was shot away by Zhao Jiangyuan. Who dares to guarantee that there will be no bombs under his feet?

Then, the next question.

Why didn’t the murderer shoot directly at everyone present after the light disappeared? He insisted on turning off the light and killing one person at a time? Wouldn’t this be even more inconvenient for him?

No, there is a problem of patience if you shoot indiscriminately. You must know that these people have guns in their hands. If they fire several shots in the dark, it is very likely that these people will start shooting randomly. In this small banquet hall, who can guarantee that the stray bullets will not hit them?

OK, these are basically the problems. However, based on these clues, how can we find out who is the real killer?

Among these people present, who...
Chapter completed!