Turbid Light
"The sheriff decided to die left or right?"
Zhang Qiuchi stood for a long time, so he pulled out a chair and sat down to take a break.
Jiang Li said: "Death to the Left."
Number seven, Xun Muke, spoke.
"No more pretense. I'm a witch." Xun Muke decided to go all out this time, laying out all the information he'd gained from the werewolf's perspective. "Let me start with what I know. The one who attacked the first night was Number Six. Then that night, I prescribed medicine to save him, but I didn't expect him to attack Number Six again the next night. The werewolf really was after Han Ming. Captain Han, you should reflect on whether you have a personal grudge against someone here. Otherwise, why would he chase you twice?"
The eliminated Korean team shrugged and said they were innocent.
"I think this reveals a perspective. There's another possibility for the werewolves chasing Captain Han. In the first round, no one recognized Sheriff No. 2, and the only one who clearly sided with No. 2 was No. 6. Is it possible that he was right, and the werewolves didn't want No. 6, a strong rival, to support No. 2, so they chased him?"
"Of course, this is just my guess. No matter what, for the werewolves, someone like Captain Han who can set the pace is the first to be eliminated, so I'm not surprised that he's out."
There was no apology for Han Ming being hunted down in Xun Muke's words, only admiration for himself.
"In conclusion, Number Six is a steadfast good man in my eyes, so I'm willing to trust his judgment. I recognize Number Two. I have no clues about the Wolf Pit at the moment. I'll wait for the Sheriff to return."
Number 8, Wang Jia: "I agree with Number 7, and I voted for Number 2 from the beginning, so I'm on Number 2's side. I'll wait for the sheriff to return his vote."
Number Nine, Xiao Cen, offered a different perspective. "At first glance, Number Seven's analysis seems perfectly reasonable, but I'm considering another possibility. Could Number Six have committed suicide and thus confirmed Number Two's identity as Jinshui? In short, I still have doubts about Number Two's identity. Perhaps if a prophet could come forward and lead the team, why not just test Number Two and give us good people some peace of mind?"
"Well... my wolf pit is two, six, seven. Pass."
Number One, Chen An: "First, let me address Number Nine's question. Number Six didn't have to stab herself. Assuming Number Seven is the real witch, she stabbed herself and tricked the medicine into her possession on the first night. There's no point in stabbing herself the second night, as the witch no longer has the medicine. It's even more illogical to say that her own death confirmed Number Two's identity as Jinshui. Number Six never claimed to be a prophet; she simply acknowledged Number Two's identity as Sheriff. It wasn't an act of giving Jinshui away. So I'm more inclined to believe that Number Six was killed by Wolf Knife."
"Also, I have some doubts about Number Six's witch identity. If you're a real witch, I suggest you don't be so quick to recognize Number Two. I've always had doubts about Number Two's identity. He claims to be a civilian, but judging by his appearance, I don't think he's a civilian. He should be wearing an ID badge. Everyone should be careful."
"It's obvious that everyone is extremely nervous. They even bring up off-field relationships to support their views." The team members teased their boss without holding back. Bai Shuo breathed a sigh of relief and densely wrote down every possibility on the white paper.
"First of all, I think Number Six is a good guy for the same reason as Number One. He didn't have to kill himself unless the witch prescribed poison, but the witch didn't. So Number Six is Gold and Water. As for whether he has an identity or not, I don't know."
"From the beginning to the end, I don't recognize Sheriff No. 2. Please note that in the game, the Hidden Wolf is found by the Prophet to provide information to the good guys, so even if the Prophet finds the Hidden Wolf, he can't judge it. I think at this stage, the Prophet can jump, because many people will definitely die in the next round."
"After talking about the survivors, let's talk about player number four who was eliminated. I personally think they killed the wrong person. Number four isn't necessarily a wolf. She just didn't understand the rules and was led astray. From my perspective, she's more like a civilian with no status. Because she went to the police and retreated the water, everyone treated her like a wolf. If she wasn't a wolf, there were still three wolves on the field. Pass."
After listening to this round, No. 5 Cheng Xiaoxiang had an immature guess.
"First of all, I will always stand with Team Two. After all, I'm a person who sticks to my original intention. Secondly, I don't think Team Four died unjustly. She was a wolf. Since she knew how to retreat, even if she wasn't a high-level player, she knew something. She made a basic mistake right from the start. There's nothing much to talk about, Iron Wolf."
"And I'm deeply saddened by Captain Han's death. I think Captain Han's judgment was correct. It's very likely that Number One and Number Two weren't on the same side, and Number One was trying to win over Number Six, so he initially voted for Number Six. I personally think Number One's perspective should be more comprehensive, because he inexplicably kept chasing Number Two. It was very strange except for the opening scene!"
Cheng Xiaoxiang counted on his hands, "My guess is, number one is a wolf, number two is a civilian, number three is a wolf, number four is a wolf, number five is a civilian myself, number six is a civilian or something, number seven is a witch, number eight is a hunter, and number nine is a prophet. Anyway, everyone can take their seats as you see fit. That's my guess, pass."
After Cheng Xiaoxiang made some random guesses, the question fell back to the sheriff.
Jiang Li suddenly smiled, threw the pen on the table, lifted up the stool, and said lightly, "Number One Check!"
"Do you know why he chased me and bit me? Because number one is a wolf."
One word caused a thousand waves, some people were confused, while others suddenly realized.
"I'm a prophet, not a commoner. Let me tell you what happened from my perspective. The first night I checked, it was number eight, and number eight is my gold water. The second night I checked, it was number one, but unfortunately, he was a wolf."
"Let me summarize the situation on the field. Currently, only number seven has jumped the witch jump. No one jumped the witch jump. She is the real witch. The witch said that Han Ming died on the first night. She prescribed medicine to save him, but Han Ming died again on the second night. Why?"
"Even Number One voted for Number Six. I can't understand this either. Why would a wolf vote for a good person?"
"Later I figured it out. The Visible Wolf and the Hidden Wolf don't meet at night. That's why I said from the beginning that Number Six voted for me and stood by me, while Number One voted for Number Six and didn't stand by me. Maybe the two of them couldn't reach an agreement? It's possible they didn't meet at all that night. Number One guessed that Number Six was the Hidden Wolf, so he voted for him, but because he didn't stand by me, he voted in opposite directions."
"On the second night, the death of number six can be understood as the Bright Wolf mistakenly killing the Hidden Wolf."
Jiang Li paused for a moment, then glanced at everyone with a smile, "If anyone doubts my identity, you can come out and challenge me. If not, I am the only true prophet on the field."
"Police Badge Flow Number Nine, Number Nine has been questioning my identity, and I also doubt his identity, so next time I will probably check Number Nine first."
"Now, Sheriff, return ticket number one."
Chen An said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Are you sure?"
Jiang Li turned his head and looked at him. The other party looked confident, and he immediately had a bad feeling.
But the damage has been done and it cannot be undone. The decision has been made and there is no way to change it.
Zhang Qiuchi announced, "Number one is out, please activate your skill!"
Chen An made a gun-shooting gesture towards Jiang Li, "Piu, take number two away."
Zhang Qiuchi said, "Number two is out. Number two will decide who to give the police badge to or who to tear off the badge."
Jiang Li didn't hesitate, "Tear off the police badge."
They were eliminated, leaving behind a bunch of jaw-dropping players. Xun Muke was shocked, "The top player is actually right next to me."
Cheng Xiaoxiang didn't understand either, "So what should we do now?"
Zhang Qiuchi came out to take charge of the situation. "Please close your eyes if it's dark, and open your eyes if you're a werewolf. Please choose the one you want to kill."
When Xun Muke and Cheng Xiaoxiang opened their eyes, Jiang Li whispered in Chen An's ear, "I guess it's them."
Xun Muke was tired of signing. The two of them had discussed number three all the way to number nine but still couldn't decide on a candidate. Zhang Qiuchi urged, "Werewolf, please make your choice as soon as possible."
Xun Muke's mind suddenly flashed with the speeches of the remaining people. She knew that she was not a witch, so whose speech sounded more like that of someone with an identity?
Chen An is a hunter, Jiang Li is very likely a hidden wolf, Han Ming's identity is unknown, Wang Jia doesn't look like someone with any status, Xiao Cen has always been against Jiang Li, but he didn't argue with her, only Bai Shuo might be a prophet or a witch, so killing him is the safest option.
Xun Muke made the number three gesture to Zhang Qiuchi.
"Werewolf, please close your eyes. Prophet, please open your eyes. Please choose the person you want to examine."
"Prophet, please close your eyes. Witch, please open your eyes. You have a bottle of poison and a bottle of antidote. What is your choice..."
"It's daybreak."
Zhang Qiuchi announced the final result, "Two people died last night, number three and number seven. Wolf Knife is in front, and the werewolf wins!"
"It's finally over! I'm the fucking prophet!"
The first one who couldn't hold back and screamed was Han Ming. He underestimated his opponent in this game and died too early, so he had no gaming experience at all.
"ah?!"
Everyone started to check their accounts excitedly, "I thought you were really the Hidden Wolf!"
"I'm not! Jiang Lichun lied! He is the Hidden Wolf! He deceived me!"
"The first person I checked was him. The judge gave him the identity of a good guy, but I overlooked that Yinlang also gave the good guy gesture. That's why I said I recognized him as the sheriff. From my perspective, he is my Jinshui. The result!" Han Ming clenched his fists, feeling very annoyed.
"Have you ever thought about the possibility of detecting a wolf at the beginning?" Xun Muke said.
"I thought about it, but it was just a thought, a fleeting thought. I thought there should be some trust between people, so I just accepted him as Jinshui for the time being. But in the second round, I died before I could finish reporting the people I had tested." Han Ming's words were full of helplessness, and the look he gave Xun Muke was full of resentment, as if he was accusing: Is it appropriate to chase and kill him?
Han Ming's second-round investigation revealed Chen An to be a good guy, but before he could reveal his identity as a "prophet," he was killed and labeled a "hidden wolf." He suffered utterly, watching helplessly as Jiang Li took his clothes.
"Do you know what it's like to sit here and listen to him talk nonsense? I can only think of one thing: this guy is such a liar!"
"So... where is the witch?" Cheng Xiaoxiang thought there would be another round, but it ended so quickly.
Bai Shuo silently raised his hand, "It's me, my clothes have been taken away too."
Everyone burst into laughter.
"Why don't you say it?"
Bai Shuo said, "Did I dare to say that? I knew Number Seven was a fake witch and most likely a wolf. Didn't she just stab me when I fought her at night? I could only take a gamble and bet that she wouldn't be able to guess me, but unfortunately she did."
Xun Muke finally expressed his concerns, "Actually, I thought you were a prophet and Xiao Cen was a witch. Conservatively, I estimated there would be another round."
"So why did you come up and stab me first?" Han Ming wanted to cry but had no tears.
Who would have thought that everyone would respond in unison: "Don't ask, it's just a personal grudge."
Han Ming smiled helplessly and finally noticed the two people in the corner, "Those two are the ones with real personal grudges."
All pairs of eyes turned to them who were gossiping.
"My joints are longer than yours." In order to prove that his fingers were longer than his, Jiang Li put his palms against his for a long time.
His hands were long and thin, and felt like bones. When they compared them, they found that their hands were about the same length. The next second, his hand was covered by someone else's hand. "But my hand is bigger than yours."
Han Ming put his hands on his hips and said, "Hey, hey, hey, you two over there, weren't you looking like you were going to die together just now? Are you fine now?"
"Leluleluo, what do you care, you useless prophet?" Jiang Li made a face.
It was so hurtful and insulting that Han Ming rolled up his sleeves on the spot, "One more round! I don't believe it! You better not end up in my hands during your internship!"
Jiang Li countered, "I'm a relative, I'm not afraid of you."
The ambition to play another game was not realized. Many people gathered outside the square. It was getting closer to midnight and the new year was about to come.
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