At this time, in a room not far away, two people were also thinking on the same channel.
Xin Zhixia was having a passionate discussion with Qiuqiu when she sneezed out of nowhere.
"Ah sneeze——"
She touched her nose and thought to herself: "Who missed me?"
"Haha, who scolded me is pretty much the same."
Xin Zhixia asked and answered her own questions and rejected her narcissistic thoughts on her own.
This interruption, and when she faced Qiuqiu's big eyes, she had an inexplicable illusion that she felt like she was in another world.
"Where did I just say that?"
Qiuqiu next to him blinked and tapped the paper on the table with his pen.
"I just mentioned that the other chariot is Lin Mu."
After saying that, she asked with a worried look on her face: "Sister Xinyi, are you catching a cold?"
Xin Zhixia smiled and waved her hands to indicate that she was fine.
"There's no question about his identity as a chariot, but I'm less sure about him being a spy."
Then, she also picked up the pen and silently added a forest tree behind the spy column.
The paper in front of him was spread out, and the writing on it came into view.
[Blue side country camp:
King: Song Maowen
Queen:VV
Bishop: Morning Dew
Chariot: Chu Chu, Lin Mu
Knights: Phytolacca, Mingyue, Claire, Bingtong, Shuowang(?)
Civilians: Cao Zhiyi, Gao Ming
Assassin: Shan Yuan
Spy: Chu Chu/Lin Mu]
The handwriting clearly belongs to Xin Zhixia, with a hint of crispness in the scribbling.
However, the list she wrote was bolder than the one from Phytolacca.
Except for the options in the spy column, the nicknames were clearly written down in other parts without hesitation.
Only after the word "Shuowang" was there a silent question mark.
Qiuqiu pursed her lips, feeling a little confused.
"Sister Xinyi, why do you suspect Lin Mu is a spy?"
Xin Zhixia was stunned, picked up the pen, tapped her chin, and then smiled.
"Maybe it's because they didn't come to me."
Hearing this, a look of confusion flashed across Qiuqiu's face.
Xin Zhixia's eyes flashed, she threw the pen on the table and leaned back, as if leaning lazily on the sofa.
"I have a good relationship with their room. They haven't come to communicate with me until now. If the reservation is not complete, there is something wrong."
After thinking about it, the only option was that the spy was Lin Mu.
Shang Lu and Mingyue were both experienced, and even if there was a spy among them, she might not be able to tell.
It is only possible that Mr. Lin Mu, a simple man, has a potential identity as a spy.
In order not to expose themselves, they simply parted ways with her.
Xin Zhixia secretly became suspicious and shared another piece of information with Qiuqiu.
"Xiao Bai from Odin Town, sharing a room with them."
Qiuqiu was quite surprised, "Huh? Such a coincidence?"
Xin Zhixia shrugged, feeling helpless.
"Who says it isn't?"
Qiuqiu lowered his eyes and guessed curiously.
"Will Xiaobai be from the third camp?"
Xin Zhixia shook her head and replied firmly: "Probably at the red camp."
Qiuqiu didn't ask why and just nodded in agreement with her.
Nothing else, because when writing this list, Sister Xin Yi came up with two sets of theories.
Euphemistically called: balance theory and containment theory.
Sister Xin Yi guessed that there are three rooms, and the number of players in each room is 7-10, which will probably be evenly divided.
For a group of players who are alone or accompanied by two people, the identity provided by the system may be either high or have some special characteristics.
Otherwise, the balance will be disturbed.
At the same time, her sister Xin Yi also believes that strong players may not have too strong identity support.
Therefore, in the column of mediocre knights, it is better to say that it is a guessed player's identity than an assessment of the strength of other players.
The remaining players whose identities are unknown and those who have good evaluations are all in this column.
Just as Qiuqiu thought, Xin Zhixia followed this train of thought, making wild guesses while decisively writing down the corresponding identity.
All right? Naturally not necessarily.
But excluding the identity that has been revealed, the highest degree of speculation can only go so far.
In fact, the theory that there are three rooms has no actual evidence.
It was Xin Zhixia who combined her own information and saw the clues from the interactions between Phytolacca, Shuowang and Claire.
Claire was a little afraid of Phytolacca and Synodoncia.
At the same time, he was a little skeptical, and this gaze extended equally to everyone.
It's normal for others not to know, but Xin Zhixia has some clues.
Thinking of Song Maowen and Cao Zhiyi who were captured by her, it was inevitable that she could combine them on her own and conclude that "Claire seemed to be waiting for his teammates to show up" and "he was doubting the true identity of others."
It was obviously a dungeon cleared, and there were three complete rooms. Why was he the only one on the blue side?
Presumably, this is the main point of Claire's thinking.
Xin Zhixia ignored the inexplicable emotions in her heart and even began to make assumptions in a calm tone.
"I am now guessing the identity of the player in the red camp."
Qiuqiu looked surprised, unable to express his inner shock.
While others are scratching their heads to judge the identity of their own camp, has her sister Xin Yi actually begun to guess the identity of other camps?
Xin Zhixia's brain was running rapidly and she didn't notice Qiuqiu's expression at all.
"Perhaps one of the kings and queens in the red camp is from the Synodic Room; similarly, there should be a commoner from the Synodic Room; the assassin is likely to be born in Claire or Phytolacca's room; thinking about this, another king Or the queen, it is very likely that she is bound to another commoner, who is also a teammate from the same room... If you think about it this way, the assassin has the highest probability of being from the Phytolacca room."
Qiuqiu was a little stunned and asked involuntarily: "Why is it Phytolacca's room and not Claire's room?"
Even if you can't follow someone's thoughts completely, the content of the question still follows this thinking.
Xin Zhixia pondered for a moment and smiled slyly.
"Maybe it's intuition."
Qiuqiu choked on his own saliva.
"Cough cough cough..."
Xin Zhixia smiled with crooked eyebrows and patted Qiuqiu on the back.
"I was just kidding."
Qiuqiu patted his chest and his cough gradually eased.
Xin Zhixia then gave a logical analysis.
"The main thing is that they already have four people on the blue side. Although the status of the others is unremarkable, VV has already occupied the status of queen. If there is another king or queen supporting the red side, the situation in the Phytolacca room will be It’s a bit too strong, which creates a paradox with the theory I gave.”
Hearing this, Qiuqiu somewhat agreed.
Xin Zhixia felt that the explanation needed to be updated, so he came up with a new set of his own theories.
"In addition, I also have a theory - a theory that guides players to fight."
This theory is not new, almost all Dead Space players have experienced it.
So is Qiuqiu.
Xin Zhixia fell back, collapsed on the sofa, and looked up at the ceiling.
"Although the current situation is restrained, there are also things that are not in line with the point of view. They have high-level identities on both sides of the room, so fighting becomes even more difficult to create."
In fact, the words that were left unfinished were the aura that someone silently set in Shanglun's room in his subconscious mind.
A relatively harmonious room, a relatively powerful room.
The levels on both sides remain high and they may be surrounded, which will also destroy the balance theory.
Xin Zhixia calmly left some room.
"The only ones I can guess are the key identities, the candidates for bishops, chariots and knights who are in the middle of the hierarchy. It's difficult to guess, not easy to guess, and I can't guess it either."
Even if he only had the key identity, it would still be surprising for Qiuqiu to be able to guess a rough idea.
If Lin Mu were here at this time, he would definitely say "Xin Yi is not smart anymore" and silently slap him back.
Qiuqiu frowned and fell into deep thought.
She simply pulled out another piece of paper and wrote down what she just said one by one. Then she asked with some uncertainty: "Is this guess correct?"
Xin Zhixia sat upright silently and smiled irresponsibly at Qiuqiu.
"Since I said I guessed, of course it may not be correct. I just made a confident guess."
Qiuqiu holding the paper like a treasure: "..."
