I Was Once a Legend

Chapter 261 Scene No. 6

This question is just like Dong Zheng said, it is a trap set for the first person to touch the ball.

Everyone wants to obtain information, and if they cannot obtain information themselves, they must do their best to prevent others from getting this opportunity.

If he chooses more than 20 beads, such as 21, the second, third, and fourth players will definitely take 20 beads, and only 19 beads will be left for the last player.Dong Zheng and the last player were unable to obtain information.

If the number of beads selected by Dong Zheng is less than 20 and set to n, then the second person who chooses has only three choices: n-1, n or n+1.Otherwise, once the difference between the number of beads of the second person and that of Dong Zheng is greater than 2, the third person can take the average number of the first two people, the fourth person can take the average number of the first three people, and the fifth person can take the first four. On average, three, four, or five people can get information.

When the second person chooses n beads, in order not to give up the opportunity of obtaining information to others, the remaining three people can only model the average number of the previous few people in turn, resulting in the same number of beads taken by everyone, and the link is invalidated .

When the second person chooses n-1 beads, the third person takes the average n-0.5 of the first two people, because there is no half bead, he can only choose n-1 or n beads, that is, do it with Dong Zheng or the second person make the same selection.In the same way, the fourth and fifth people can only choose n-1 or n.The numbers touched by five people are both n-1 and n, there is no person with the largest number and the smallest number, and the link is invalidated.

When the second person chooses n+1 pieces, the situation is the same as above, because there are only two kinds of numbers to be touched, and there is no person with the largest number or the smallest number, and the link is invalidated.

So when Dong Zheng knew that he would not be able to obtain information anyway, he chose to take out 20 small beads from the box.

When the remaining 4 people divide 80 beads, the situation is the same as when 5 people divide 100 beads. While everyone knows that they may not be able to obtain information, they will definitely prevent others from getting this opportunity.

They also all caught 20.

Dong Zheng had anticipated this situation the moment Mr. deeds announced the rules. There was no other reason, because the five people sitting here were smart enough.

The extra round was cancelled, no one got valuable information about "ghosts", and they started the first round of voting to identify "ghosts".

Mr.deeds distributed paper and pens to everyone. They only need to write down the label corresponding to a certain person and hand it over to Mr.deeds. Mr.deeds will announce the person with the most votes.

Dong Zheng wrote down the number 3 without much hesitation. The existing information did not allow him to guess the candidate for the ghost, but he still chose the number 3.The reason is simple, this man in his shell is too jumpy, Dong Zheng looks at his body doing all kinds of strange behaviors, it hurts his eyes.

Everyone handed their slips to Mr.deeds, butler Bell looked at the voting results one by one with his back to the only wall without a mirror. He moved slowly, and after a long and quiet 3-minute wait, Mr.deeds Finally raised his head in full view.

"Dear ladies and gentlemen, the results of the first round of voting have come out, and the one with the most votes is No. 1."

The female doctor looked surprised. She just stood up and wanted to say something when she disappeared into the room without even making a sound.

"Unfortunately, the 'ghost' is still among us."

This was expected by Dong Zheng, and there are still too few clues to be obtained so far. In the first round, everyone probably voted just like him, casually.

They voted an "innocent" person out, but no one responded. On the bright side, while reducing one competitor, the possibility of identifying which one is a ghost has also increased a lot.

"The second round is about to begin." A dice appeared in Mr.deeds' hand, and he placed the small hexahedron in the middle of the table, where everyone could reach, and said:

"In this round, you will enter the scene corresponding to the points you throw. Please try to solve the dilemma you face intact. When your life is threatened, you can call out the prescribed password at any time, and the scene will stop immediately. , but you will also be eliminated directly."

"The password this time is 'grapefruit', if any gentleman is ready, you can start throwing now."

Mr. deeds' voice fell for a long time, and no one moved. Who would be an experimenter to explore the way for others when they don't know what the situation is?

Mr.deeds sighed silently. He seemed to have expected such a result, and said, "Then let's follow the order of the number of questions answered correctly in the first round, Mr. Toaster No. 5?"

Dong Zheng felt very helpless when he heard that he was called out again. If he knew it would happen, he would not be so conspicuous when answering the first round of questions.

But it doesn't matter, if he comes first, he will come first, as long as he is careful, nothing will happen.

Dong Zheng reached out to touch the dice, shook it in his palm, and threw it on the table casually.

After rolling the dice for a few rounds, the final 6 points up.

"Toaster player number 5 has a score of 6, and now you're going to scene number six."

It suddenly became dark before his eyes, and when it was clear again, what Dong Zheng saw was the fish tank directly opposite, the oxygen tube was gurgling and bubbling, the motor made a continuous humming sound when it was working, the dark green aquatic plants were swaying, and the bottom It is covered with small colored stones, but there is not a single fish.

He sat up from the sofa, with a test paper next to him, primary school mathematics, with a bright red score of 100.

The small feet in the field of vision obviously belonged to a child, Dong Zheng looked around silently.This is an old house, the ceiling between the wall and the ceiling is a little peeling off, there are scattered graffiti drawn by children with pencils on the wall, and there are traces of water soaking in the northeast corner, probably from water leaking from upstairs.

The bulbs worked silently and dutifully, illuminating in all directions.The sofa is also very old, with messy threads, so dirty that the original dark blue color can be barely seen. The TV is the kind of TV with a big belly in the early [-]th century. It is on, and the sound of singing programs resounds throughout the living room.

A seemingly ordinary night.

There was a glass ashtray on the translucent coffee table. After dumping the cigarette butts and ash inside into the trash can next to him, Dong Zheng held it in his hand as a weapon.

boom--!

The sound of something hitting the glass startled Dong Zheng. He looked in the direction of the sound. The balcony was dark without the lights on, and he couldn't clearly understand what happened.

He approached vigilantly, looking through the window connecting the living room and the balcony, there was a dead cat lying on the ground.

What hit the glass was a black bat.

A series of barking dogs suddenly broke out downstairs, and the barking sound seemed to have encountered something ominous. According to the house type, the two doors connected to the living room should be bedrooms, and they are all closed at this time.The doors of the kitchen and bathroom were ajarly opened, the lights were not turned on, and the darkness completely engulfed the light from the living room.

Outside the door, a series of heavy footsteps gradually approached, staggering as if they were drunk, the sound approached step by step along the stairs, amplified, and finally stopped outside the door.

The key was inserted into the lock, turned, and the door was pushed open from the outside.

A man walked in, reeking of alcohol.

He saw Dong Zheng, with a weird smile on his face, and closed the door behind his back, which made a desperate sound.

"You came."

Alarm bells rang in Dong Zheng's heart, he turned around and wanted to run, but was grabbed by the shoulders by a man who rushed up two steps behind him.

The man grabbed his collar and lifted him up. The feeling of his feet leaving the ground seemed to be out of touch with the whole world. Dong Zheng didn't have any unnecessary struggles. The ashtray hit the man hard on the head.

The menacing blow was easily blocked by the man. He snatched the ashtray from Dong Zheng's hand, threw it on the sofa, snorted coldly, and the look in his eyes was so cold and piercing:

"Little bunny."

The slap mercilessly fell on his face, and his ears buzzed immediately. He was thrown against the wall, and his fingers touched the edge of the fish tank. On the stomach.

Pieces of blackness in front of his eyes, Dong Zheng endured the pain and wanted to get up and rush past the man to escape from here, but just as he stood up, he was grabbed by the arm with such force that it almost broke the bone.

He was dragged from one end of the living room to the other, and then from the other end to this end. The blood left meandering marks on the dirty floor, and was rubbed into a blur by the clothes and body.Dong Zheng tried his best to protect his head and abdomen at the beginning, but in the end he could only bear the beating in pain like a cloth bag. The physical barrier between adults and children was in front of him, and he couldn't do anything.

Unable to resist, unable to escape, he could only bear it while screaming, until finally he could not even make a sound, waiting for the moment when the man let go of his anger completely.

Brutal beatings without reason.

That password was on his lips, Dong Zheng gritted his teeth to prevent it from coming out, he believed that the real assessment that belonged to him had not yet begun, and these were just starters.

The floor was already covered in blood, and long strands of hair floated in it. That length belonged to a woman's hair.There is another woman in this house.

He didn't know where the strength came from. Before his fist fell again, Dong Zheng struggled to get up. He rushed to the closed bedroom door and slapped it hard.

The man just stood there, moving his fingers that were a little stiff because of his clenched fists, and just watched without stopping.

Ten long seconds passed, and the door opened.

It was just a very small gap, and a woman stood inside. She was wearing pajamas, her long hair covered half of her face, and she stared down at Dong Zheng, who was covered in blood.

There may be pity in her eyes, but more of fear.

"I can't help you." She said softly. When she spoke, her body shivered a bit, and her long hair swayed, revealing half of her face full of scars.

She closed the door.

A mocking laugh sounded behind him, and Dong Zheng was dragged by the back of the collar with his hands, and he was dragged from one end of the living room to the other, and from that end to this end.

He passed out.

Scenes flashed before his eyes. The kitten he rescued from the rain was kept at home, and he was thrown to death by the man just because he mischievously fished out the fish in the fish tank. He cried while hugging the fluffy body that lost its temperature The whole day; when he was beaten for the first time, the woman stood in front of him and begged hard, and finally she was so beaten that she couldn’t get up. She never dared to stop the man’s abuse; he didn’t dare to go home, and wandered around after school In the empty streets with no one, I hope someone can take me away, even if it is a human trafficker.

He couldn't remember how many times this kind of violent beating had happened. He could only hide his hatred deep in his bone marrow, as well as the inescapable fear that entangled him like a ghost.

The author has something to say: I was quite uncomfortable when I wrote this chapter. It seems that when I was seven or eight years old, I forgot what I did wrong. My father was so angry that he had never hit me before, and then my mother held me in her arms. As a result, her father confiscated her and hit her on the arm, which then became very swollen.

Before I went to high school, I was often disobedient and my mother beat me a lot, but I remember this time the most clearly. Maybe if it hit me at that time, I would forget it in three days, but my mother helped me block it, and I will never forget it for the rest of my life. no.

After I went to high school, I became sensible, and I never got angry with my parents or even quarreled, and of course I don’t know how to fight.

To be honest, now that I think about it, my parents are so kind and love me so much. If they were not very angry at the time and didn’t know how to teach the disobedient children, how could they use pain?

Of course, the kind of domestic violence that is purely for venting anger or hitting children without measure must be criticized!