Midnight Werewolf Kill

No. [-] Lao Jin's expression was a bit depressed: "Although I have indeed been a werewolf several times, you can't always treat me as a werewolf. What a status I am in this round!" Lao Jin stretched out his hands and put his index finger Pointing at yourself is short of writing "I'm a good person" on your face.

"Those who have already left, No. 12 is a hunter, No. 11 is likely to be a civilian, and No. 12... Judging by her reaction, she actually looks like a civilian. The identity of No. 11 and No. [-] is a bit difficult to say, but Since No. [-] is the prophet's killing, it is considered a wolf. Most people in the first round doubted that area," Lao Jin pointed to the positions of ten, eleven, and NO.[-], "NO. [-] is also within the range, so I assume she is also a wolf. Then there is No. [-] witch, No. [-] prophet, and I don’t know if the guards are gone or not. , The folk pits are too full! So I think this one should come from us, the priesthood should jump up and line up the pits. Pass."

The little fat man nodded: "The priesthood should jump, so I will. Will you retreat on the [-]th?"

Cheng Xiao's heart skipped a beat, what's going on?Is the little fat man the prophet?

No. [-] Bi Xiuming expressionless: "No retreat."

"Very good. I am the prophet. On the first night, I tested number four, and number four is a good person. On the second night, I tested you, kill!"

Bi Xiuming remained expressionless: "Little fat man, don't make trouble. There are not many good people on the court, so don't lie to me."

The words "Don't make trouble" came out of Bi Xiuming's mouth, coupled with that dull expression, Cheng Xiao almost couldn't bear it, let alone the little fat man.The little fat man hurriedly raised his hands in surrender: "I'll retreat, I'll retreat, don't talk, I'm panicking..."

In fact, the little fat man just wanted to deceive Bi Xiuming's identity, but he didn't expect Bi Xiuming to be so calm, and made himself disgusted instead.Admiration, admiration... Bi Xiuming's status as a prophet was immediately confirmed.

"I recognize the identity of the No. [-] prophet. There is nothing to say. There are seven wolves in this round. Even if there are still two wolves left on the field, we witches and prophets are there. Good guys The camp still has a good chance of winning. But I’m quite surprised, why didn’t you doubt number one? The identity of number one is not real! From the beginning to the end, it seems that only number seven has stepped on number one, and it’s like seven What I said by myself is the kind of 'heavy lift, lightly put down', there is a feeling of wolves stepping on each other! This time I vote for number seven, and the next one I suggest one, and the game is probably over."

Cheng Xiao didn't expect that the little fat man's intuition was so accurate, even though his analysis was all wrong...

If the people on this round table rely on intuition instead of logic to play the game, it is estimated that one kill will be accurate...

No. 11 Yao Youyun couldn't bear it anymore: "You just recognized No. [-]'s prophet? Why did you say that no one danced on the stage? Don't forget, No. [-] left without a last word! How can you be so sure about her? I’m not a prophet! I’m just a commoner, but No. [-] insists on sending me an investigation, and No. [-] is a wolf! Don’t be led by him anymore! I’m really a commoner!”

However, No. [-]'s dying cry was not heard, and No. [-] was cast out in the end.What's interesting is that No. [-], who was the first to doubt No. [-], chose to abstain from voting.

The game entered its third night.

"Do you want to kill yourself?" Cheng Xiao asked loudly standing three meters away from Bi Xiuming.

Bi Xiuming didn't understand why Cheng Xiao kept such a long distance from him, but he didn't have the curiosity to ask. "I cut myself."

Originally, Bi Xiuming's identity was confirmed, but the words before No. [-]'s departure really planted seeds of doubt in everyone's hearts. It is unreasonable for the prophet to stay alive after jumping...Anyway, witch No. [-] has the antidote It's still there, just kill yourself...

"Then who is the next round?" Cheng Xiao passed the identities of these people in his mind.There are only six players left in the game, and there are two wolves among them. The prophet and the guard haven't jumped yet, and these two are basically out of the game.Then the remaining [-] is one god and three people. The identity of the sixth witch is solid, and it cannot be pushed, so let's choose five.Anyway, it was a bit strange that he cheated on his identity in the last game.Most importantly, he doubted himself...

As soon as Cheng Xiao said "Knife Five", Bi Xiuming's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and his face had a more difficult expression. "Who are the prophets and guards?" These words seemed to be a question or a soliloquy.

Cheng Xiao replied, "No. 11 did not leave a last word before leaving. I saw her hesitant expression at that time. I guess she is a prophet, and the test is killing..."

"What about the guards?"

Those who were about to die by Cheng Xiao ran through his mind: "No. [-]? When she left, she didn't leave any useful information except cursing. It's very similar to..."

What Cheng Xiao was talking about was when he was a prophet. After being eliminated by the knife, only anger and panic remained, and he forgot to leave a message.This might be the case with Number Ten.

Bi Xiuming nodded. What Cheng Xiao said was not unreasonable, but I always felt that there was something wrong with this matter...

By daytime the next day, Bi Xiuming finally knew what was wrong...

The little judge who had all the information had a suppressed smile on his face: "Last night was..."

Christmas Eve... Cheng Xiao automatically completed the sentence in his heart.For sure!The witch's antidote is still there, and Bi Xiuming jumped the prophet again, how could he not save him...

As a result, the little judge gasped: "Last night was...not Christmas Eve. No. [-] was out, and there was no last word."

Everyone in the audience, including Bi Xiuming, was stunned.Bi Xiuming had that blank expression on his face until his figure gradually began to blur, this time he was really blank...

No. [-] Lao Jin was the first to speak, and yelled at the witch: "Witch, what's the matter with you, do you have the antidote but can't save the prophet? You keep the antidote and plan to eat it!"

The witch Xiong Zhengqing himself was also confused, and replied in a bad tone: "I used it! Last night I used the antidote to save No. [-]! What happened to the little judge, you saw it with your own eyes, didn't you forget?"

Cheng Xiao was the first to react, covering his head and not knowing what to say.

The guards are still there... Bi Xiuming was pierced by milk...

The wolf jumps fiercely, the wolf kills itself, the wolf is pierced by milk... Bi Xiuming, you are really a god...

However, Cheng Xiao's thoughts suddenly came alive, maybe this is an opportunity?He waved his hands at No. [-] and No. [-]: "Stop arguing, the little judge is right. I guarded No. [-] last night. We guarded and rescued him together. ..."

Before No. [-] and No. [-] could react, the fat man No. [-] quit: "Wait, what do you mean, you say you are a guard?"

Cheng Xiao nodded: "Of course, otherwise, why do you think this happens on the field?"

The little fat man narrowed his eyes: "No, I'm the guard, and now I'm grabbing clothes from me, are you guilty? Are you scared?"

Cheng Xiao was very calm: "I guarded myself on the first night, the witch on the second night, and the prophet on the third night. We witches don't always play cards according to common sense. I don't think we can give the prophet the antidote." , so I decided to keep the prophet...any more questions?"

Makes sense, no questions asked.The little fat man was in awe of Cheng Xiao's on-the-spot reaction.

"In the last round, you pretended to be a prophet to cheat No. [-]'s identity. In this round, you pretended to be a guard to cheat me. Mao Mao, your motives are not so pure." The suspicion was dumped on Fatty No. [-].

Fatty did have a problem in the last round. A guard faked jumping to the prophet. Fortunately, No. [-] stood firm and did not retreat at that time. If No. [-] retreated, the situation would be interesting.Villagers can also help to block the knife by pretending to jump the prophet, but the guard has no position of pretending to jump the prophet. Is it possible to use a guard to block the knife for the prophet?Big loss!

So after Cheng Xiao finished speaking, the balance of several other people on the field tilted towards him.

No. [-] Xiong Zhengqing flicked his fingers on the table: "Why didn't I play cards according to common sense?"

Cheng Xiao sighed, he didn't know what the little fat man's brain was cramping, and he was going to guard the prophet while the antidote was still there.But now since he snatched the little fat man's clothes, he has to take the blame for the little fat man.Sincerely, there is a saying that "power comes with responsibility"... Cheng Xiao licked his face and smiled, "Don't you...have a criminal record?"

Xiong Zhengqing was blocked by Cheng Xiao and was speechless for a while.He did have a criminal record... When Cheng Xiao was a prophet, he didn't save the prophet in order to poison Lao Jin. Although he didn't know that Cheng Xiao was a prophet at the time, it was indeed a criminal record...

The situation is "clear".Lao Jin waved his big hand, and asked No. [-] who hadn't had time to speak: "What else do you want to say?"

Shen Qilei smiled: "Then vote directly..."

No. [-] Xiong Zhengqing stretched his waist: "Is the game over after voting?" He turned his head and asked the little judge.

The little judge pointed to the touch screen in front of him: "You vote first, and I'll tell you when you're done."

The poor little fat man was unanimously voted out after a strong resistance to no avail, and tears came down in a blink of an eye. "You'll regret it! You mob!"

Looking at the little fat man who was crying so hard, Cheng Xiao felt that his conscience was aching.It is indeed a bit wicked to entrap children like this...

The little judge ignored the little fat man, and struck the gavel by himself: "No. [-] is out, the game...continues."

Game continues?Everyone who reacted pointed to Cheng Xiao with an expression of "You hide it so deeply".

Cheng Xiao cupped his hands: "Acceptance, acquiescence." Then he turned his head and asked the little judge: "Is there any need to continue? It's over!" His face was full of fear.

The little judge supported his head with a magic mallet, and blinked: "Understood, who are you stabbing?"

Cheng Xiao spread his hands together: "It's still a question, witch No. [-]! The priesthood is completely destroyed!"

"you sure?"

"Sure."

"Okay," the little judge hit Cheng Xiao's head directly with his gavel, "I'll make you feel scared. The game is over, and the good guy wins."

Good guy wins? "Wait," Cheng Xiao grabbed the gavel, "What's going on? The werewolf won!"

Before the little judge could answer, No. [-] Shen Qilei teased her big waves, and smiled coquettishly: "But, I'm the guard!"

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The author has something to say:

Two chapters have been added, and two chapters are still owed.

This game is over, the next game will be an idiot with little angel points~

hehehe~

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