"The death information from last night will now be released."
"Player No. 12 died last night without any last words."
Moments before Tia announced the news, Lin Mu and Muzi held their breath, waiting for the news on Christmas Eve.
After Muzi heard the news, he stared at Xin Zhixia blankly, his eyes that were full of expectation suddenly turned dull.
His eyes showed confusion and confusion.
She originally thought that Xin Yi had guessed that he would kill her, so he probably stayed out of Christmas Eve.
I thought the teasing before breakfast was a joke, but I didn't expect that what Xin Yi said was actually true.
It seemed that Xin Yi had not guarded in vain the night before to ensure that there were enough votes but guarded hers.
The black shadow appeared silently behind Muzi. After the wolf-shaped black shadow gathered, it seemed to be celebrating the wolves and kept shaking.
This toothless look made Xin Zhixia "tsk" involuntarily.
Muzi looked at Xin Zhixia, his lips twitched subconsciously, his eyes filled with despair.
Finally, I felt I accepted the reality and sighed.
But there was still unwillingness in his eyes.
At the last moment before Muzi left the scene surrounded by black shadow, Muzi suddenly saw Xin Zhixia showing a slightly meaningful smile to her.
The scene became extremely quiet.
"Please choose the order in which you will speak, Sheriff."
After Tia spoke according to the procedure, she couldn't help but look at Xin Zhixia.
Xin Zhixia looked at him for a moment, then grinned.
Tia, who had always been indifferent, smiled indifferently.
No. 9, who was leaning on his seat with his hands folded, leaned forward after hearing this, resting his chin with his right hand and looked to the left.
At this time, there were only three players left in the field, all on his left side.
Seeing No. 9 pointing to No. 8, Tia said: "Speak in order, please let player No. 8 speak."
Lin Mu sighed, "It seems that we lost. It's a pity that we can't talk. I really want to know if I was exposed, which caused the failure of our plan."
"I was wondering last night if it was because I had been too close to Xin Yi since the first day in order to gain her trust, so my identity was suspected. Oh, by the way, Xin Yi is No. 7."
"To be honest, I don't want to die, Xin Yi, do you think we can still be saved?"
After the words fell, Lin Mu chose to let Xin Yi answer him.
"There is hope. Who knows what will happen until the last moment?"
Xin Zhixia leaned back lazily on her chair, as if she didn't even think that she would lose the game or die.
This look couldn't help but give Lin Mu a glimmer of hope.
Then he recited silently, there is no disappointment if there is no hope.
Xin Zhixia said nonchalantly: "What if this No. 9 is not connected at all?"
As soon as these words came out, Lin Mu almost laughed out loud. This method of comfort really did not bring any comfort at all.
As for No. 9, he showed a meaningful expression.
"Do you remember the preface to the background of the game? The reason why No. 12 died last night was because Lin Mu and I stole the holy water on the fourth day."
As soon as these words came out, Lin Mu, who followed him to steal the holy water, was a little surprised.
I only knew that on the fourth day, he accompanied Xin Zhixia to the north to steal something, but he had no idea that it was holy water.
Holy water?
What does it say in the preface?
Then I fell into my thoughts, seeming to recall the content of the background and preface of the game.
No. 9 showed a clear look of "that's it".
He knows better than the two of them. Last night, No. 7 and No. 8 both showed that they could not be hunted.
He couldn't even approach the door. He thought there was a bug in the game, or that No. 7 had a powerful prop in his hand.
He is still guessing the star rating of this prop.
Tia stood aside with an indifferent expression, with a faint crack, and then stared at Xin Zhixia with an angry look on her face.
Seeing Tia's expression, Xin Zhixia seemed to have just remembered that there were residents of the village here.
"Ah."
Sit up straight and speak seriously.
"I'm very sorry, beautiful Miss Tia, for using things in the village without permission."
Then he glanced at the bracelet, and then said: "The holy water is in the center of the square on the north side. Although the holy water is mentioned in the preface, we have never seen it after all. I remember that when No. 8 and I went, there was only that place. The security is still quite tight, after all, two knights can be arranged to guard it. Tsk, in desperation, I can only let No. 8 attract attention."
Speaking of this, Lin Mu's face instantly turned ugly.
No one wants him to recall what happened that day.
He even ran into the women's room to escape the knight's pursuit.
"Off topic, I mentioned in the preface that werewolves don't dare to approach the holy water, so with the attitude of giving it a try, I placed it at the door of No. 8 and I last night. As for why it was not placed at the door of No. 12, it is because there is only Two servings are not enough.”
"It's a pity. If you have one more, you won't be able to charm No. 8. We still have hope."
Xin Zhixia spread her hands and shook her head, looking very helpless.
But Lin Mu was confused after hearing this.
In this case, Xinyi can definitely protect one of us and give a share of the holy water to Muzi, right?
In this way, can we all survive?
Xin Zhixia seemed to understand Lin Mu's doubts, "You are the only civilian, so we must make sure that you are still alive. And if Muzi and I are to die, it can only be Muzi, because I will win soon."
When Lin Mu heard this, he didn't feel that there was any clear explanation.
And he suspected that his secret admirer had a major problem with his thinking.
Wolf beauty can charm people.
"Mr. No. 9, you are very smart."
Hearing this, No. 9 raised the corner of his mouth, and there was a slight smile in his eyes under the frames of his glasses.
Xin Zhixia raised her eyebrows, "You must have made a lot of preparations in private, such as choosing the overhead hook from the beginning, bewitching No. 6 and No. 13, oh, and maybe No. 3 and No. 10. With so many preparations, it really should be You win."
"The only puzzle I have now is, does your Wolves team not quite agree with your suggestion?"
"My sword skills are really bad."
Xin Zhixia shook her head, looking like she hated iron.
"If you were the one carrying the knife, this game could be over very quickly."
These words truly elevated No. 9 a lot, and were also Xin Zhixia's appreciation for No. 9.
Appreciation for fellow strong men.
In a game of chess between strong players, winning or losing is generally not important.
It's just that she is different. In her game, she must be the winner.
Xin Zhixia glanced at the bracelet and said, "Time is running out. I know Mr. No. 9 is already suspicious of my identity."
"I admire you very much, but it's a pity that we are not in the same camp."
"In order to ensure that you don't directly overvote, I choose to use skills now."
Hearing this, Lin Mu opened his eyes wide and his pupils suddenly dilated.
At this time, No. 9 still had a slight smile on his lips.
Xin Zhixia looked at No. 9 with a smile. The two looked at each other for a long time.
Stuck in the last few seconds, Xin Zhixia turned to look at Tia.
"I choose to turn over the cards, activate my skills, and duel player No. 9."
