Seeing that his plan had no effect at all.
Ning Le was very sensible and simply returned to being serious again.
"What Chen Lu did was very similar to Merlin, but there was one thing she didn't handle well."
Speaking of this, Ning Le felt the gaze from Chen Lu and couldn't help but smile sweetly at her.
"When I spoke in the second round, I tried to use probability to summarize, but the content inside and outside the words was actually a bit useless. If Merlin knows that I am the red party in the morning dew, it is purely confusing, and there is no need to pay too much attention to it. . But she was thinking about it subconsciously, trying to analyze whether my cards were good or bad."
There was something that Ning Le didn't say, including Chen Lu's reaction just now. In fact, it can be understood that she was curious about what went wrong.
However, Ning Le planned to hide this little habit of morning dew.
After all, there are still two rounds of the game, and I don’t know if they will be in the same camp in the future.
It might be a good thing to have a little backup.
Thinking of this, she then raised the corner of her mouth and added: "This kind of subconscious action can be regarded as betraying her trump card. It shows that the quality of the players on the court is determined by analysis, rather than by itself. Eyes know.”
【Is this okay? Ning Le is so awesome! 】
[The analysis of this speech is really classy. 】
[Don’t praise harshly. There are pros and cons to logic, and everyone’s personality is different. Besides, maybe all of this was just a pretense by Chen Lu, just to trick Hong Fang into dispelling his suspicions. 】
After being supplemented by Ning Le's more complete analysis, Cheng Wei's complexion softened slightly and his pressure became lighter.
Then, he slowly gave his opinion.
"I think your concern can be dispelled. I think that in the last round of the car, Paceville brought Merlin on board."
Hearing Cheng Wei's opinion, Ning Le raised his eyebrows slightly and had some thoughts in his mind.
"Assuming that Zhaohui is Merlin, he may not have voted yes in the last round. Even if he voted yes, he may not be considered Merlin by Pixie Virtue. If she regards you as Merlin, she will understand the meaning of your vote against. Hide your identity.”
From the perspective of the bad guy, Morgana will subconsciously think that she has been exposed.
However, from an external position analysis, Merlin's actions sometimes are not very direct in order to protect himself.
Cheng Wei picked up the dagger and his tone was full of confidence.
"She didn't consider this issue at all and pointed out that the three people on the red side are you, me and Lu Liangjun."
After saying that, he held the dagger in his hand and pointed in a circle.
"It seems that it was Pacewell who brought Merlin into the car. After the mission was successful, I am very sure that you are the Morgana."
Ning Le frowned slightly, then held his chin and shrugged nonchalantly.
"The logic is established, but there are also omissions."
Seeing Cheng Wei's expression of wanting to hear the details, Ning Le puffed up his cheeks and let out a breath.
"The content of my speech is to support Lu Liangjun and you, so it stands to reason that I am Morgana."
Cheng Wei nodded slightly after thinking deeply.
"That's right. However, Zhaohui can still be eliminated."
Then he looked in the direction of Zhaohui and said with a firm tone: "Zhaohui's expressive speech in the second round of free discussion session, I think it comes from the heart."
Ning Le also nodded.
Lu Liangjun, who was in the closed-mic stage, was in a hurry and couldn't talk or pass on information.
He seemed a little cautious for fear of touching the bottom line of fouling.
But I kept complaining inside.
"I told you a long time ago, just consider Phytolacca and Chenlu. Why are you analyzing so many and not having them?"
Cheng Wei glanced at the dagger in his hand, his eyes flashing slightly.
"You don't need to think too much, otherwise you will mislead yourself. I think it is Phytophaga."
When Ning Le heard this, he felt that it made sense.
Many times, I think too much.
On the other side, Cheng Wei then gave his own analysis, trying to gain the approval of his teammates.
"One thing that makes me very sure is that after Xin Yi received the obvious prompt from Phytolacca, there was a flaw in his expression management."
"In the second round, she made up for it by saying that she would wait until Phytolacca finished speaking before confirming it. In fact, as Chen Lu said, at that stage, Lu Liangjun's behavior was obviously worse, and Xin Yi could not not have his own opinions. But If you have to hide your thoughts, it would be superfluous."
Then he tightened his grip on the dagger and his gaze became firm.
"In addition, when everyone was suspicious of Phytolacca, Xin Yi's expression was always somewhat concealed."
"You have a point."
Ning Le looked at Xin Yi,
She noticed that Cheng Wei seemed to know Xin Yi.
In this case, the analysis he provided is of great reference value.
Presumably Xin Yi is a little smart, so he doesn't have no ability to think of his own. He just listens to what the unknown Chen Lu says and follows her train of thought.
Ning Le couldn't help but cover her lips and smile, then twisted her neck and stretched her shoulders.
"We have been thinking about this for so long that we have forgotten our initial suspicions. You are an assassin, trust your own judgment!"
Lu Liangjun has experienced many dungeons, and it has been a long time since he heard such words in the dungeons.
What a show.
It looks like a big alliance of bad guys who trust each other.
[Ning Le is such a good teammate! Trust your teammates so much. 】
[Isn’t this a different kind of pressure? 】
[What happened to the pressure? During the assassination process, Morgana is responsible for providing some information, and the final decision is made by the assassin. 】
[They thought too much just now, but fortunately they chose Phytolacca in the end. 】
[Indeed, if you hesitate for so long, you are actually trapping yourself. 】
The corners of Cheng Wei's mouth raised, revealing an extraordinarily confident smile.
Now that you have made a decision, you must believe that you made the right choice.
Hold the dagger tightly and make the final decision.
"The assassin chose to assassinate Phytolacca."
The golden morning glory was stuck for a moment, as if it was considering reviewing the blue team's trump card.
Of course, Xin Zhixia thinks it is more like creating a program effect.
The scene was stagnant.
Phytolacca pinched his knuckles, his smile unchanged.
Chaohui was uneasy and looked very nervous, looking back and forth between Chenlu and Phytolacca.
After seeing Chen Lu purse her lips and frown, Zhao Hui was instantly discouraged.
"It's over."
Ning Le was very cautious when analyzing. After making the choice, Ning Le felt a little more relaxed.
After seeing Chen Lu's expression, Cheng Wei breathed a sigh of relief.
Lu Liangjun's face was excited and his eyes were shining.
[I’m so excited to see our Daao. 】
[Looking at Chen Lu’s expression, she is definitely not Merlin. Look at Phytolacca again, she is so nervous. It’s over, it’s over! 】
【bingo! Red side wins! 】
[That’s outrageous, why does that Paceville still have the same expression? You’ve all lost, why are you laughing! 】
Just as the barrage said, Xin Zhixia raised her lips and smiled happily.
God’s reminder was long overdue.
"In the assassination phase, the assassin failed."
After the two-sentence broadcast ended, Lu Liangjun couldn't help but widen his eyes.
Chen Lu looked slightly surprised, then turned to look in the direction of Zhao Hui, only to see Zhao Hui was also confused for a moment, looking back at her with some surprise.
Ning Le was slightly startled, also somewhat unexpected.
Cheng Wei took this scene into his eyes, his heart moved, and he looked in Xin Yi's direction.
There was a smile on Shangluca's lips, but he didn't resolve his confusion.
When Xin Zhixia saw this, she clicked her tongue, tapped her finger on the table, and said nothing to Shang Lu.
"We've finished the assassination, and you're still acting? My dedicated Lord Peshwell."
As soon as the words fell, the golden morning glory announced the results.
"Blue wins the first game."
Xin Zhixia smiled wildly, made a fist with one hand, poked herself with her thumb, and pointed in the direction of Phytolacca with her index finger.
"I, Merlin, he, Pie."
After saying that, he felt that it was not enough, so he used the hand with the "eight" gesture as a pistol and swept it around with a very childish "biUbiUbiU".
Finally, Xin Zhixia pretended, facing the blue eyes, and blew on the tip of her index finger.
"Hello everyone, we are the Merlin faction."
