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Chapter 900 Chinese Room 7

"... Choose d?" He looked at the door handle in his hand.

Just twist it gently and the answer will be revealed.

b, or d?

He held the door handle, his palms were soaked.

In the last round, his teammate died because he chose B, so in this round, he really didn't want to choose B again...

Choose D, don’t hesitate, open that door! Even if you are eliminated, it is not considered a loss! As long as you keep the king promoted, they will still be the winners!

He encouraged himself in his heart, and at the same time he opened the door of the answer d—

A bright red blocks the view.

He lowered his head in confusion, only seeing more blood gushing out, then the sky turned dizzy, and with a bang, he fell to the ground.

...

There was silence around.

No one speaks.

Bai Youwei covered her nose, the smell of blood was too strong...

"Oh~" The clown rode a unicycle around the corpse, and the wheels were squeaking, "What a pity! Two more were eliminated. Couldn't one of them be chosen correctly?"

Two of the five people who entered were dead, and there were three chances to ask questions.

The atmosphere was dead.

I thought there would be a long time when no one asked questions, but unexpectedly, the young man around Hans took the initiative to speak: "I'll come this time."

Bai Youwei looked at him with a little surprise.

Hans was also surprised, "Mauren, have you thought it through?"

"Well." The man who was once praised by Hans as the bravest nodded, looking at the doors calmly, "I've already figured out what to ask."

Hans asked him, "What are you going to ask for in a while?"

Morin pursed his lips, remained silent for a moment, and replied, "When I ask, you will know what it is."

After saying that, he stopped hesitating and walked straight to the computer.

The clown stretched his neck and looked around curiously.

Morin entered the problem on the computer:

【What fruits does Morin like to eat?】

Hans's face changed drastically, "Molin?! You ask this kind of question! Do you want to kill everyone?! What are you thinking?!"

"What do I think?...Hans, of course I am trying to save your chance to advance." Morin lowered his eyes with a gloomy expression and explained in a low voice, "There are still Deem and Breer inside. If it were Breer, he would definitely know what fruit I like to eat..."

"But what if it wasn't Brell? What if it was Deem?!" Hans yelled out of control, "You will indirectly kill Deem!"

Morin's tone was calm: "Our death is not a waste of sacrifice. If the person who died was Deem, then the next one is likely to be Brell Hans. At that time, you only need to ask questions related to Brell and you will definitely be able to advance."

Hans was stunned and stared at him blankly.

The two minutes passed quickly while the two talked.

Two answers appeared again on the five doors:

【a: One apple every day to keep you away from the doctor.】

【b: Orange bananas are all good, which one you like the most can’t remember.】

【c: Morin likes mango the most, but he cannot eat too much of it with allergies.】

【d:Molin likes strawberries, no one doesn’t like strawberries!】

【e: I don’t know, it seems to be a cantaloupe.】

Morin's eyes suddenly turned red.

"Choose c!" He quickly walked to the door, barely hesitated, and suddenly opened the door, "Brell!"

He was so lucky! The door opened and the man inside was Brell!

Morin hugged him excitedly, and the two hugged each other tightly, and then kissed each other!

Bai Youwei widened her eyes, and she didn't expect that these two people were actually???

Hans breathed a sigh of relief and walked over and patted the two of them on the back, "It's fine... As long as I ask another question, the game in War Zone A will end."

"Dim is left inside, what are you going to ask?" Morin asked him.

Hans was silent for a while, looked at Bai Youwei not far away, and said calmly: "Let her ask first."
Chapter completed!
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