Chapter 828 Finale 7
Han Ranran didn't forget to step on his own wolf teammates:
"Just because my brother is a wolf doesn't mean that Brother Jing's identity as a prophet is confirmed. He could be a wolf, or a commoner, jumping out to take the blame for the prophet."
There are three possibilities.
After finishing a round, Peng Fei said, "Now that everyone has finished speaking, let's start voting."
Li Xinmo: "I am a commoner. Since Brother Jing has given me the gold water, I am willing to trust Brother Jing for the time being. I will vote for Brother Han Xun."
Han Xun voted for Han Ranran, and Han Ranran also voted for Han Xun.
Xu Yuzan: "I'm abstaining from voting this round."
Quan Jiu voted for Han Ranran, and the remaining Zhou Jing made up for it and voted for Han Xun.
Han Xun is out.
Peng Fei: "Okay, Han Xun is out. His identity is... a witch."
Everyone's eyes fell on Quan Jiu, who was pretending to be a witch.
Quan Jiu smiled faintly: "What I said was so false, who would have thought that you all believed it."
When it was dark in the second round, the werewolf chose to kill Xu Yuzan with a knife.
Peng Fei finished his round and said softly, "It's dawn. The person who died this time is Yu Zan."
Those who die in the second round can leave a last message.
Xu Yuzan turned over his cards and said, "I am indeed a commoner. Counting the deceased Brother Han Xun, one god and one commoner are already gone. Among the four people alive on the field, there must be two wolves."
The four people still alive on the field: Quan Jiu, Li Xinmo, Zhou Jing, and Han Ranran.
Li Xinmo looked at Han Ranran suspiciously: "Ranran, is it really you?"
She was not stupid and immediately realized that Han Xun's targeting made sense and stopped listening to Han Ranran's explanation.
"I vote for Ranran."
Quan Jiu slowly shook the whiskey in his hand: "No need, the werewolf has already won."
Peng Fei, who was so engrossed in beauty that he forgot his job:
“????”
He took a look, came back to his senses, and muttered softly: "It's true."
Now he is really embarrassed.
There are two ways for werewolves to win: kill all civilians, or kill all gods.
There are still two wolves on the field, Zhou Jing and Han Ranran. Even if Han Ranran is voted out, Zhou Jing only needs to kill Quan Jiu or Li Xinmo tonight, and he will win this round.
Peng Fei figured this out, and the way he looked at Quan Jiu became a little strange:
"That's not right... How can you be sure that Brother Jing is also a wolf? What if the werewolves are Li Xinmo and Han Ranran?"
He has a God's perspective, so he knows everyone's identity, but Quan Jiu is obviously a player.
Quan Jiu took a sip of wine, leaned one hand on the back of the chair, smiled nonchalantly, swayed his slender waist, and his every move was full of charm. He said playfully:
"Guess who gave him a face that looks like a werewolf."
This smile made Peng Fei's brain freeze.
Xu Yuzhan frowned, not liking the tone of her words. Perhaps it was a woman's sixth sense, she felt that the proprietress's attitude towards Zhou Jing was unusual.
Zhou Jing raised his eyes and met her sparkling eyes.
Such a perfunctory excuse could only fool Peng Fei, so he naturally didn't believe it.
When his identity was exposed, the proprietress was not surprised at all. A thought suddenly flashed through his mind: perhaps she had known his identity for a long time.
The man's temples twitched. This guess was a bit scary. Since the other party already knew his identity, why didn't he expose it?
Han Xun was still scolding his sister: "Han Ranran, can you use some brains? You always kill me first and test me first."
Han Ranran pouted and retorted:
"I don't want to either, but every time I'm a werewolf, as long as you're still alive, I definitely won't survive the next night. Rather than being killed by you, it's better to die together with you."
Han Xun was too familiar with her, and he knew what she was thinking with just a little gesture from her.
Peng Fei shook his head and joked, "It's a touching brother-sister relationship."
After playing a few rounds of Werewolf, the atmosphere gradually became harmonious, and Peng Fei began to inquire.
"Boss, how long have you been running this shop?"
Quan Jiu: "More than a month."
Peng Fei: "From your accent, you don't sound like someone from Q City. On the contrary, you sound quite similar to us."
Quan Jiu stared at Zhou Jing: "My family is indeed in the imperial capital."
After he finished speaking, Zhou Jing raised his eyes and met her gaze directly.
"What a coincidence?"
Peng Fei's face was almost broken with laughter. He didn't like long-distance relationships.
"Then why did you come to Hoh Xil to open an inn? It's not close to the imperial capital, water resources are scarce, and the sun is too strong."
Quan Jiu looked at Zhou Jing with a half-smile:
"I have nothing to do, so I'm just killing time."
Zhou Jing lowered his eyes. It was not that he had not been peeked at by others. On the contrary, there were many people looking at him. But when he turned his head and looked back at them, almost everyone would lower their heads out of guilt and pretend to look somewhere else.
But wine is different.
Her eyes were warm and frank, with a half-smile in them, as if to say—
"Yes, I'm looking at you, it's because you are pretty."
Zhou Jing: “…”
After playing until half past one, everyone returned to their rooms. After saying goodbye at the stairs on the second floor, only Quan Jiu and Zhou Jing were left on the road to the third floor.
Peng Fei was surprised: "Boss lady, you also live on the third floor?"
Quan Jiu looked at the man walking in front of him. He was tall with long legs and arms.
He was finally within her reach again.
"Um."
Peng Fei looked at Zhou Jing enviously and said, "Then hurry up and go up. See you tomorrow."
When Zhou Jing took the room card, Quan Jiu was standing less than two meters away from him.
Her room was right next to his.
The moment the door opened, Quan Jiu walked into the room and smiled naturally at him.
"good evening."
Before he could speak, the door to the next room closed.
Zhou Jing returned to the room, his body sticky. He took off his T-shirt and went to the bathroom.
Just as I applied the shower gel to my chest, the light on the ceiling suddenly flickered. The next second, everything went black. Worst of all, the water flow from the showerhead was getting smaller and smaller...
Finally, the water stopped.
Zhou Jing: “…”
He frowned, wiped his body roughly with dirty clothes, took the room card, and prepared to go downstairs to ask what was going on.
As soon as I opened the door, the door next door also opened.
Quan Jiu held a lit candle in her hand and changed into a wine-red suspender nightgown, revealing her snow-white arms. The dim candlelight shone on her face, revealing her beautiful facial features.
"Sorry, the water and electricity suddenly went out. I'll ask what's going on right away."
Zhou Jing's temper was not good, but when he met the pair of phoenix eyes that were sincerely apologetic, the man pursed his lips:
"...It's okay. Is there any water in the inn?"
Quan Jiu glanced at the white bathrobe on him:
"It's in the kitchen. You haven't finished your shower yet, have you? I'm so sorry, I'll go boil some water for you. Go back to your room first and I'll have someone bring it up to you later."
As he said that, he was about to go downstairs.
The woman's long hair was tied up behind her head, revealing her slender, snow-white swan neck. Zhou Jing frowned as he looked at her back.
The kitchen was not inside the inn, but in a secluded small tent twenty meters to the left and rear of the inn. Right now, the power was out in the entire city, and the streets were dark. How could she dare to run out dressed like this?
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