Perfect identity.

Yan Bai looked at the two big characters on the screen, hooked the corners of his lips, and his round and dark eyes were full of moving brilliance, participating in games and watching dramas was really good.

Bringing the selector and Bluetooth headset on the table, Yan Bai walked out of the room on the left, holding the doll and selector tightly in his hands, looking scared, and walked to the only vacant seat left where everyone was sitting without saying a word, Ji Baimo's side.

"Now this game is obvious, seven of the nine of us are good people, and the remaining two are killers, as long as we find out the two killers, we can survive, so we have to be cautious, everyone will talk first, chat, introduce yourself, I will come first, I am number five, and my identity is an ordinary person, but I believe everyone will say so." Ji Baimo glanced at everyone and spoke.

He wore a pair of glasses, looked as gentle as jade, polite, and spoke with a rather sad frown, as if he was thinking about how to find the murderer and win.

The most important thing in this situation now is to look at people's conversations and facial expressions, which can reveal a lot.

Everyone present agreed with Ji Baimo's words, even if they were unwilling, they still introduced themselves.

"Just like the fifth said, I am the sixth identity and I am also an ordinary person, I hope everyone can speak well, as long as we take a wrong step, we will be one step closer to death, and the murderer must be screened out as soon as possible." The white T-shirt man on number six spoke, his forehead massaged involuntarily as he spoke, and his eyes looked in front of everyone on the scene.

"I entered this place out of nowhere." The long-haired woman of No. 1 complained in a delicate voice, her hands around her chest, revealing a proud career line, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, her hands kept rubbing, and then continued to speak.

"I don't look like a bad person, you say, I'm a good person." As soon as the words fell, the long-haired woman leaned over to the fat middle-aged man as if she had no bones.

"Lao Li, do you say yes, maybe your yellow-faced wife is the killer."

"Lao Tzu is number three." The fat man hugged the long-haired woman and spoke, as if he liked to call and drink to people, and did not say much.

"Wow, bitch." The short-haired woman number eight looked at the long-haired woman number one with disgust in her eyes, and her eyes did not hide her disgust at all.

"I'm Number Eight, no matter who the killer is, I hope you can kill this little slut, I thank you." When the words fell, the short-haired woman looked away, as if she wanted to step forward and slap the long-haired woman directly, but she couldn't help it.

Obviously, the short-haired woman number eight is the wife of the fat man number three, and the long-haired woman number one is the lover of the fat man number three.

"Xiao Liu, tell me, tell Lao Tzu honestly, what is your identity, if you dare to hide Lao Tzu, you will ...... when you go out" The fat man spoke to an inch-headed man with a No. 2 selector in a threatening tone, and that tone was like calling a comfortable dog that he used on weekdays.

"How dare I lie to you, I'm just like you, I'm just an ordinary person." The inch-headed man number two spoke with a flattering smile, but his brows furrowed slightly as he spoke, and he twitched a little.

"Hey, the remaining three, Four, Seven, and Nine speak." After the inch-headed man of No. 2 finished speaking to the fat man, he turned to Yan Bai, who had not yet spoken, and the remaining No. 4 and No. 7.

Yan Bai raised his head and looked at the No. 2 man.