Awakening the Daily Intelligence System-Chapter 843 - 363 suspenseful scenes

"Although I don’t understand the operations of the production team, I’m sure that something major is going to happen next!"

"I used to think the participants were impressive enough, but now it seems the production team is truly the one hiding their talent, superior in every aspect!"

"No doubt, there are 8 think tank members on the surface, who knows what other powerful forces are hidden behind them!"

"Bingbing, I love you!"

"Seeing Bingbing hand out cold drinks in the middle of the night made me go downstairs to buy one myself."

"If Bingbing could personally feed me a bite of a cold drink, I’d be willing to live ten years less!"

"Even if Bingbing fed me arsenic, I’d struggle to chop wood and boil water myself, I wouldn’t let Bingbing get tired!"

"Brother, you’re exaggerating too much..."

In the corridor on the 3rd floor of the participant dormitory of "Perfect Escape", opening the window is not a time-consuming task. Although the participants secretly exchanged thoughts in their rooms, only about 7 minutes had passed, and they were standing at their respective doors again. The venue was silent, no one gathered to talk; everyone was secretly speculating in their minds about the next move of the production team.

Bingbing continued to keep her sweet smile, enthusiastically greeting, "Don’t be shy everyone, the weather is so hot now, if you don’t eat these cold drinks quickly, they’ll all melt." The staff also enthusiastically invited the participants to taste the cold drinks, but in the eyes of the participants, the enthusiastic appearance seemed to hide traps, like the witch transformed by the queen in fairy tales, trying to trick Snow White into eating a poisoned apple.

Naturally, Bingbing understood the participants’ concerns. She calmly picked up a cold drink, deftly tore open the packaging, took a bite, and then said with a smile, "Don’t worry, our show definitely wouldn’t do something like poisoning. It’s really just the air conditioning broke down." After speaking, she picked up another "lemon" flavored cold drink and scanned the crowd. Soon, she locked onto the most eye-catching figure—he was wearing a tailcoat, paired with purple pants, purple gloves on his hands, a purple tie around his neck, and dark leather shoes beneath him. Especially on that face, even without any expression, the scar at the corner of his mouth created the illusion of him smiling. This person was none other than Lin Mo.

Previously, Lin Mo’s remarks in the participant hall had been weighing heavily on Bingbing’s mind, even giving rise to a strong feeling that she had wronged him.

Thus, she had been hoping to find an opportunity to make amends.

At this moment, as Bingbing holding the "lemon" flavored cold drink saw Lin Mo in the crowd, her smile became instantly more radiant and dazzling: "I can understand everyone being very cautious, and it’s precisely this caution that has allowed everyone to persist until now. However, I think there’s one person who will definitely dare to take the lead in eating this cold drink from my hand, am I right, Mr. Clown?"

In an instant, the gaze of all the participants was like a spotlight, focusing on Lin Mo. Millions of viewers in the livestream room were also captivated by this scene, and the discussions suddenly became lively. In the corridor, some whispers also emerged with it.

"The host directly pointed out Lin Mo, what does that mean?"

"What else could it mean, it’s clearly intended to eliminate him!"

"Serves him right, as the old saying goes, a reckless person will meet rain and an arrogant person will meet disaster, this is his arrogant retribution!"

"Lower your voice, don’t let him hear!"

"Do you think if Lin Mo refuses to eat, is he admitting defeat? Just with his personality, he probably won’t admit defeat, right?"

"I think the production team is precisely targeting his character, they’re obviously using reverse psychology!" frёeωebɳovel.com

But in the livestream room, the angle of discussion among the viewers was somewhat different from that of the participants on-site.

"Wow! Bingbing smiled again! I noticed her smile becomes several times brighter every time she sees Lin Mo!"

"This isn’t giving Lin Mo a cold drink, it’s clearly feeding us lemons; it’s going to make us sour to death!"

"Brothers, I announce, I’m changing from a Lin Mo fan to being neutral!"

"Look at this situation, I have to draw my sword!"

"Didn’t you notice? I feel Bingbing’s eyes sparkle like stars every time she looks at Lin Mo!"

"Could it be... Bingbing is secretly in love with Lin Mo?"

"I’m too familiar with this kind of expression, every time I see my goddess, it’s this expression!"

"Impossible! Absolutely not! Bingbing is mine, how could she like someone else?"

"I’ll take this bite of lemon first as a toast!"

On the land of America, the recording site of "Perfect Escape" was unfolding a drama full of suspense. The third-floor corridor of the participant dormitory at this moment had become a silent battlefield; the air was filled with a tense and subtle atmosphere.

"Mr. Clown, you really don’t need to risk eating this." The elementary student Kudo, with a worried look on his face, leaned closer to Lin Mo, lowering his voice to urgently remind him, "If this is a trap carefully designed by the production team, it would be a disaster." Speaking, Kudo intended to reach out to take the cold drink from the host Bingbing’s hand. He calculated secretly in his heart, even if he encountered a mishap, as long as Lin Mo remained intact, they would still have the capital to continue dealing with the production team. After all, in Kudo’s view, if Lin Mo fell, his own elimination would be not far off.

The surrounding other participants also focused their gaze on Lin Mo at this moment, eyes full of curiosity and expectation, eagerly wanting to know what this always peculiar Mr. Clown would choose at such a critical moment. However, among the many gazes, those with a schadenfreude attitude evidently took the majority.