The female supporting role who passed through time was poisoned again

Chapter 284
"crack crackle"

The dried firewood made a nice sound of burning, and the golden light of the fire half-illuminated the faces of everyone around the fire. There were crickets chirping around the periphery. This was their home field, and one even Jumped to the front of the fire, screaming loudly.

Zihua casually picked up a branch from the side. There were many white spots on the thin ends of the branch, as dense as the sweat beads on Xiong Yunfei's forehead at this moment.She used the branch to tease the crickets beside the grass, attracting the attention of Xiong Yunfei and Karina who were sitting next to her.

With a few clear and crisp sounds, Quan Jianmin had already torn the paper away from the fire. There were six equal parts in total, and the extra one was discarded.

The pure white paper is like some kind of declaration of innocence, so serious that there is no crease.

Zihua glanced at everyone in front of the fire, they had never been so united and united like this time today, everyone's face was as solemn as a martyr, there was no sign of joking, they obeyed Quan Jianmin He took the paper and pen from him in his hand.

Wu Feifei probably never expected that the stationery she bought to make it easier for them to remember things would actually come in handy, but not for the purpose she had originally hoped.

After Zihua took the pen and paper, he quickly drew a horizontal line on the character, and then folded the paper in half, and then folded the paper in half, making it change from a rectangle to a square.

There was a tense atmosphere in the air, and Zihua noticed that Sun Jingyang's hands were shaking a little.

The paper box for collecting paper soon came to her eyes. It was a handmade origami box. Quan Jianmin folded a container for paper while they were writing. Maybe he was a little nervous.

She threw in the piece of paper she was holding, so there were five small pieces of paper in the box, all of them the same, without any difference.

Quan Jianmin took the cardboard box and stood beside the fire. It was very strange. Zihua Moming felt that he was like a teacher who was about to teach them. His standard one-inch long haircut made people think of a physical education teacher. A character, and a well-trained physical education teacher, with him standing, no one dared to speak out.

The cricket that Zihua was playing just now hadn't left yet, and was still standing in front of the fire, but it didn't make a sound, just like them, with its lips tightly closed, waiting for the answer of yes or no.

The pen she used just now hadn't had time to put it back into the backpack, and neither did the others. Their attention is not here, but in the pure white paper box.

Quan Jianmin held the paper box in one hand, and used his thumb and forefinger to lift the pieces of paper with the other hand. His movements were very smooth, and he didn't mean to be muddled at all.

"One"

No one was surprised at what he said, their surprise increased little by little.

"One"

Another understatement one.

"One"

This time, a nervous expression finally appeared on their faces.

The corners of Quan Jianmin's mouth were slightly pursed, obviously he was also a little surprised by the result, he paused for a moment before he struggled to pick up one of the only two sheets of paper, the speed had slightly weakened from the previous one, this time he opened the After reading the paper, it took a second to read the contents of the paper.

"……one"

Suspicion flashed in their eyes, and under the light of the fire, their eyes seemed to be stained with a thin layer of anger.

The crisp sound when the paper was opened still rang in the ears. I don't know if it was unexpected by everyone, or it shattered someone's hope. Quan Jianmin still read the word "one".

"Zihua, your verification method doesn't work at all, or you are playing us." Xiong Yunfei threw the pen in his hand, and then felt that something was wrong, so he simply opened the cap of the pen, lifted the nib directly, and put the silver fine Guan turned to her, "Let me tell you, I'm not so easy to provoke. If you provoke me, be careful and I'll stick the tip of this pen into your neck, and you'll be out of the game."

Zihua looked at the nib of the pen that was about to be painted on the bridge of her nose without dodging. The two small holes on the silver tube were leaking ink blacker than dark clouds. Xiong Yunfei crushed the pen in his hand .

Several pairs of questioning eyes were cast on her. Even the cricket she was teasing just now seemed to want to express his opinion. It jumped on her neck and accidentally scratched her with its hooked front paws, which made her feel a little itchy. The message reached her heart.

She felt like a rat crossing the street that everyone shouted and beaten, committing public outrage.

The needle tube of the pen tip couldn't bear the influx of a large amount of ink, and the ink droplets that condensed on the small hole became bigger and bigger, and finally slipped from the smooth needle surface and dripped onto the tip of her nose, causing another itch.

"Xiong Yunfei, calm down!" Sun Jingyang, who came back to his senses, finally tried to persuade him. He grabbed Xiong Yunfei's protruding muscles because of his anger with both hands, and scratched a small wrinkle on his white vest.

Zihua looked coldly at Xiong Yunfei whose face was flushed with anger, and was not afraid because he pointed at her with the tip of a pen, nor was he disappointed because Sun Jingyang's persuasion was obviously ineffective.

"Isn't it good to have such a result? It proves that there is no ghost among the five of us."

Xiong Yunfei sneered, saliva flew from the corner of his mouth to her chin, his eyes were full of distrust, and their color was a bit dark.

"There is no ghost? Who will believe this? If there is no ghost, why have we changed the car twice and checked all the items brought from the warehouse, why did others find us in the first place? Like Followed like a little tail."

"If you don't believe me, then do you dare to play again, if someone writes ten this time, I will withdraw from the competition on my own."

If there is really an inner ghost, I dare not write ten for the first time, maybe I am testing my own safety, but this second time is different. On the premise that I have ensured that my identity will not be exposed, I can remove it. An opponent, why not do this kind of thing, anyone can see that this time is a game of winning against the insider.

As long as you write "ten", you can automatically eliminate an opponent. Just write "ten".

Her proposal was unanimously approved, and they were dazzled by anger. They just wanted to let her experience some setbacks and take revenge on her who teased them, but they forgot that if someone really wrote "ten" next, They don't know who the insider is. This is not a game to find out who the insider is, but a game to judge whether the teammates who fought side by side last time are trustworthy.

The sound of paper being torn was heard outside the arena again, and the crickets thrown to the ground by Zihua seemed to express their dissatisfaction, and began to roar loudly. The paper was divided into equal parts, and when everyone bowed their heads to write, it was still screaming, screaming endlessly.

(End of this chapter)