"You can untie your hand?" Chen Ti said with suspicion. Most people do not have this skill.

Wu You nodded and looked at An Wujiu, "Is it OK?"

An Wujiu thought for a while, "If you don't understand, there will always be one of us to foul tonight."

If Chen Ti insists on dragging him to Room 7, it will be troublesome. His energy bar is only half, and if he subtracts half of the foul, he will probably be reset to zero.

"Unlock it." Chen Ti shrugged, "My wrist hurts so much, and I'm still wondering what to do at night."

Wu You didn't say much, held An Wujiu's wrist and observed the style of handcuffs on his hand. Then he took a paper clip from the cuff of the jacket, straightened the bent section, inserted it into the keyhole, and used a little force to press the end that had already entered, trying to turn it around.

Not long after, An Wujiu heard a subtle clicking sound, which was the sound of the metal slot bounced.

"Fortunately it's not double insurance." Wu You pulled the ratchet and untied the handcuffs.

So skilled?

"Where is mine?" Chen Ti also leaned over, as if he was afraid that he would not get it for him.

Wu You whispered and knew, then untied Chen Ti, and then handed the handcuffs back to An Wujiu, "If this is exchanged by you, you can open the panel and put it in your own storage threshold."

"Thank you." An Wujiu put away his handcuffs and prepared to leave. Wu You grabbed his sleeve first, "I have something to tell you alone."

Chen Ti glanced at Wu You's hand, then pretended to be tired and yawned, "I'll go back to the lounge to make up for my sleep."

It was not until his back disappeared at the entrance of the corridor that An Wujiu opened the door of the piano room again and brought Wu You in.

"You have changed back." Wu You said softly.

Wu You didn't notice it on the round table, but when he just finished hand-exercising, An Wujiu did not hide his current state.

"Um."

"Remember our plan?"

An Wujiu nodded and said lightly: "Of course, I remember everything I did." After saying that, he lowered his eyes and asked Wu You, "What is the specific situation of your duel with Liu Chengwei?"

Wu You said it truthfully, saving a lot of details, "I initiated the first round, and my blood bars are now higher than his, but Yang Ming still asked Ueno to go up as well. Liu Chengwei had almost no room for fight back and it ended soon. The second round was the same, and Ueno started the third round, so I left."

An Wujiu frowned slightly, "Ueno took the initiative?"

"Yeah." Wu You explained, "Because Liu Chengwei suddenly asked to activate his skills at the end of the second round and snatched all the supplies from Ueno, I don't know why."

Hearing this, An Wujiu's brows slowly relaxed and he stopped talking.

After a moment of quieting in the piano room, Wu You asked tentatively: "Will... continue to execute?"

He was not sure. Because An Wujiu, who was appointed with his plan, had no bottom line, and he didn't even want to win, he just wanted to play with people's hearts and revenge.

But what about now?

At this moment, he seemed to be the one who had hoped that everyone would live together.

An Wujiu's silence lasted for a minute.

Finally he stretched out his finger and pressed a black key on the piano.

"continue."

"But... I have no supplies anymore." Wu You whispered, "I have used up all of them."

He gently pressed a white button again.

"You'll have it soon."

Chen Ti guessed the relationship between Wu You and An Wujiu along the way.

He has witnessed the scene of Wu You taking the initiative to show his good news to Yang Ming, so now is he coming to An Wujiu to ask for peace?

It's the third day, and no one on the field said that his red and black lines had been replaced. In this case, there are only two possibilities: either An Wujiu took a safer approach and was not in a hurry to use his skills. He wanted to wait until the person who found the most favorable red and black lines before switching.

Another possibility is that he has changed and has reached an alliance with the person who has changed the line, so the other party will remain silent.

Be careful and fall into deep thought.

Among the remaining few people, everyone has ulterior motives, and no one will take the initiative to expose their red and black lines to another person. After all, this is a matter of cursed relationship. Once it is spoken, hostility will form.

There is only one person, in the only situation, willing to change the line with An Wujiu as soon as possible.

In other words, he hopes that An Wujiu can change his lines.

That is Wu You who cursed Yang Ming.

It must be exchanged on the first day, otherwise you will definitely die.

In the dark corridor, the quiet guard leaning against the wall chuckled. The angel lamp emitted a milky yellow light, illuminating the way ahead.

It turns out that this spy... is two-sided.

When he returned to the lounge corridor, Chen Ti saw Yang Ming standing in front of Room No. 7 with his hands on his back. He also heard Chen Ti's footsteps and turned his head.

"What a coincidence, I'm waiting for you."

Chen Ti didn't answer the conversation, but just raised his eyebrows, turned around and walked towards the reading room at the other end of the lounge porch.

This was a kind of "I'd like to listen" action language, and Yang Ming also followed. The reading room was very quiet, and he sat down on the sofa, "Do you want to cooperate with me?"

"It's true that he is a smart person." Yang Ming sat opposite him, "Then I'll tell you a long story. As long as you agree to form an alliance, after the end of this round, I will reward you with one-third of the points."

He stared at him with a faint smile on his face that seemed to be unpredictable.

Yang Ming guessed that he thought it was too little, and immediately said, "One-half? How about it?"

Hearing his words, Chen Ti chuckled softly, his tone was light, and he touched the slightly shaking red coral under his ear with one hand.

"If I can't live to the end, I won't get a penny, let alone half."

It is obvious that this simple method of temptation will not work here in Shen Ti.

"I can promise you to get rid of all the people with the highest points and ensure that you can successfully enter the top four." It is probably because of the impact of work in reality. Yang Ming can do it easily in terms of terms and conditions. After all, his job is to take out money from the customer's pockets.

But Yang Ming also knew this differently.

"Your best partner now is me."

Chen Ti seemed to have suddenly become interested, and his charming green eyes flashed with light, "Is that right?"

Yang Ming leaned closer, his voice pressing low and hoarse, "If I guess correctly, your black line is An Wujiu."

In this regard, Chen Ti's face did not show any surprises, but instead raised his eyebrows and "Continue."

Yang Ming was obviously extremely dissatisfied with his attitude. After all, his huge advantage had lasted for two days, but one of the previous bargaining chips became a traitor, and he was still a traitor who had connected to the red line. Fortunately, he only had two points, so he was not willing to die.

He also needs a backup weapon with high health.

"I have never guessed your red and black lines because you are too elusive. Even now, I don't know what tactics you have, whether you want to win or not. But there are only eight people in total, and you can always get a rough range if you exclude them."

He confessed: "I already know the black lines between Liu Chengwei, Ueno Dacheng and Wu You, Wu You, you, and Liu Chengwei, the rest... An Wujiu can't curse himself, of course I also know that I am not the one who curses him."

"Old Yu is really too obvious. I'm afraid his red line is An Wujiu, so the black line will not be him. Only you and Zhong Yirou will be left. Zhong Yirou will even help An Wujiu suture the wound. Even if he pretends to be a good person, he should have his true form at this time."

He told the results of his intelligence release and looked at Chen Ti.

"That's right." Chen Ti was even more straightforward than he thought.

"My black line is indeed safe."

Yang Ming looked happy, "Since that's the case, it's the best choice for you to cooperate with me. An Wujiu must die, otherwise you won't even get his four points."

"Believe me, I will help you kill An Wujiu."

"It makes sense." Chen Ti made arbitrage of his fingers, "I can cooperate, but I have a requirement."

He smiled, "I don't need your points reward in this round. I want the last round, and it's all."

"Anyway, your reward in this round will definitely be higher than the previous round, and you won't suffer any loss."

Yang Ming pondered for a moment, but finally agreed.

Lao Yu would not stand with him, and Zhong Yirou was even more unlikely. Without being careful as a weapon, he would definitely suffer losses in duels and would not be able to restrain others.

They signed the contract, and Yang Ming was very smart, and stated that Chen Ti had to obey his request unconditionally in the duel until the morning of the fifth day, when the holy music ended. At that time, the points would automatically fall into Chen Ti's name.

After the negotiations, Chen Ti fell asleep on the sofa on the grounds of sleepiness, and his long legs that had nowhere to be placed on the sofa armrests, quickly falling asleep in a strange position.

Yang Ming had to leave alone.

He walked to the living room and saw several other people fighting for the duel. It was not a duel, but a discussion on Liu Chengwei's body.

"The energy bar above his head has turned gray." Wu You said.

"What should I do if the corpse?" Lao Yu glanced at the others, "Put back to his lounge?"

Zhong Yirou shook her head and touched her arms with both hands, as if she had goose bumps all over her body. "No, I have to sleep when I go back tonight. It's so scary."

An Wujiu leaned against the wall, staring at Liu Chengwei's eyes that were missing from the duel threshold. The scarlet light curtain made his death more terrifying, but An Wujiu always felt that this person would suddenly come back to life, jump up and insult him, grab his collar, and spit on his face.

But he died, in the midst of an internal struggle.

Ueno, who killed him, was still trembling and in a trance.

"Will his body disappear from the game?" An Wujiu asked.

"Well..." Zhong Yirou thought for a while, "It's not usually possible. In all the games I participated in before, the dead people were no different from the reality of death. The process of decomposition of the corpse was the same and would not disappear out of thin air. That's why it was scary."
To be continued...