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Chapter 756 Gin: I'm still a prophet

"what?!"

Upon hearing Lin Jiayou's calm words, Vodka, already bewildered, couldn't help but gasp in surprise...

Then, the kid, a bit dazed, instinctively wanted to turn around and look at his werewolf teammates...........................

Fortunately, after he realized that none of his werewolf teammates were responding to him, he immediately realized that he had essentially exposed himself.

So Vodka immediately turned his head and began to pretend he was looking around...

"Number Three Vodka,"

Lin Jiayou watched as Vodka made a foolish move, his lips twitched, and he reminded him again in an annoyed tone.

"Please give your last words."

"You have two and a half minutes. If you exceed the time limit, it's over..."

"Okay, okay,"

Vodka nodded quickly in response.

He was very nervous.

He, a werewolf, was poisoned to death by a witch. It happened so suddenly that he was completely unprepared...

What to do? What to do now? What should I say?

After hesitating for a moment, Vodka could only bite the bullet, force himself to remain calm, and pretend to be extremely angry as he spoke.

"Damn it! I was really looking forward to showing off my skills today! But I got killed by a werewolf right from the start!"

"Yes, that's right. I am the witch. The reason I didn't use the antidote tonight is because the werewolf killed me first."

"There was no other way; in desperation, I had to use poison to kill Curaçao..."

"Okay, that's settled then, let's call it a day..."

Vodka's last words ended.

Tequila didn't notice anything amiss and nodded to herself.

Sherry secretly clenched her fists, cursing under her breath.

That damn vodka idiot, he actually claimed to be a witch.........................

Why does he have to claim to be a witch? What's wrong with his brain?

"Alright, that concludes Number Three's last words."

Lin Jiayou spoke calmly.

"Number 8, Curaçao, delivered his last words."

"hehe,"

Curaçao had been waiting impatiently for a long time.

She had already sneered inwardly when she heard Vodka say he was a witch, and now that it was her turn to speak, that sneer was openly displayed.

"If you're a witch, then what am I?"

"There's nothing to say. Vodka just said the exact line I wanted to say, only with our names switched."

"It's obvious that this guy knows so much; he's definitely the Iron Werewolf."

Whether you believe me or not, it doesn't matter, let's just leave it at that...

Curaçao finished his last words with a few casual remarks.

Everyone fell into deep thought............................

Lin Jiayou didn't stop, but looked at Gin.

"Let's start with number one."

After Lin Jiayou finished speaking, Gin did not speak immediately.

He squinted, quickly calculating in his mind.

First of all, regardless of what Curaçao and Vodka are like, one of them is most likely a witch, and the other is definitely a werewolf.

The reason is simple: if Vodka were a witch, what he said would make sense, but if Curaçao were not a werewolf, there would be no reason for her to contradict Vodka.

If she were a good person, no matter what, she couldn't possibly identify herself as a werewolf, because werewolves know who their teammates are.

Conversely, if Vodka were a good person and not a werewolf, he couldn't possibly know who was killed by a werewolf or poisoned by a witch at night, nor could he say such things, because he had no reason to turn himself into a werewolf.

therefore.......................

Of the two, one must be a wolf!

Of course, to say that there must be a witch inside is not necessarily true...

Because there is still a small probability that—

The witch is not dead!

He chose not to save them, and instead threw poison, eliminating two people from the game.

The good guy among Vodka and Curaçao, knowing he wasn't a witch, wanted to impersonate one to confuse the werewolves...

However, this possibility is very low.

He felt that among everyone present, perhaps only Cherry had the guts to pull off such a stunt of killing instead of saving lives.

Therefore, for now, let's assume it's one witch and one werewolf.

If Gin had to make a judgment, he felt that Vodka was more likely to be the werewolf.

On one hand, Gin knew Vodka's character well; he would never dare to make such a risky but highly profitable choice as taking poison.

On the other hand, Vodka's behavior before delivering his last words was somewhat strange and flustered, as if he was completely unprepared.

If he were a witch, he should have already thought about what he was going to say at dawn...

so.......................

Vodka is most likely a wolf!

Gin had figured it out in his mind.

Thinking about it this way, he knew what to do..........................

Before reciting his last words, Vodka looked around nervously...

“I am a prophet,”

Gin seemed to be still in the previous game, delivering another classic line.

"We found out about Tequila number two last night; he's a werewolf."

what? !

Perhaps because Gin had once again made a surprising statement, everyone's eyes widened as they all looked at him.

Even Curaçao and vodka, who were already eliminated, were no exception..........................

After saying this, Gin carefully observed everyone's expressions, paying particular attention to Tequila.

Then, he chuckled to himself...

However, Gin continued speaking without changing his expression.

"I didn't have any particular reason; I just wanted to verify things in order."

"I never expected that my first tequila would be a wolf."

"Now, the situation is very clear."

"First of all, thanks to the witch for her decisiveness, which allowed us to take away a werewolf even though we lost the witch."

Gin did not explain why one of the people who died last night must have been a wolf.

It's not that he trusts others a lot, it's mainly that there's not enough time...

"I don't want to dwell on who was the witch and who was the werewolf last night."

"But now it's clear that there are only two werewolves left."

"Furthermore, I also found out about one of the wolves."

"So, it's very simple. Everyone listen to me. Today, vote out Tequila. Tomorrow, based on everyone's comments today, we'll identify the last wolf."

"Alright, that's all for now. That's enough."

Gin's speech has ended.

Lin Jiayou looked at the agave and said calmly,

"Player number two, please begin speaking."

Tequila didn't rush to speak, but instead lit a cigarette.

He now roughly understood why Gin had said that one of the dead yesterday must have been a wolf...

Ugh, that idiot Vodka.

Tequila shook its head inwardly.

Honestly, I'm having a real headache right now.............................

He now believed that Gin was indeed a prophet, otherwise how could he have predicted things so accurately?

There's no other way but to say it...

"First of all, I don't acknowledge Gin's status as a prophet, because I'm a good person,"

Tequila frowned as he looked at Gin, puffing on his cigarette.

"As Gin said, there's a high probability that one of the wolves died last night, so the wolf team now has two members left."

"These two will definitely use false identities to avoid screening."

“If they can avoid the vote for one day and kill one person each night, and all of them are clergy, they will win.”

"So I think Gin is a wolf. He is probably still playing the same trick—first he pretends to be the seer, forcing the real seer out, and then slowly finding the hunter based on the statements."

"Therefore, all clergy, please do not reveal your identities now. Gin is trying to trick you again!"

"Okay, that's settled then, that's enough..."

Tequila concluded his speech.

He's now certain that Gin is the prophet, the witch is dead, and all he needs to do now is find the hunter.

As long as he survives the daytime, he and Sherry can use their two lives to find a hunter to kill them, wouldn't that be a sure thing?

Tequila had a good idea, and Sherry nodded in agreement.

Fortunately, not everyone was as stupid as Vodka, otherwise their team would have been completely outmatched...

Next, skipping over Vodka's death, Cohen (number four) speaks...............................

Cohen didn't rush to speak, and began to ponder for a while.

He's probably the only one who doesn't think Gin is either the Seer or a Werewolf.

Cohen thought that since Gin was a good person, and he was wearing the Prophet's clothes at this time, it meant that he was planning to take the blame for us, the real hunters!

Gin, you are amazing......................

However, what Tequila said also makes sense; he might just be an ordinary citizen who doesn't understand the situation, so he instinctively retaliated...

How should I put it...?

Cohen wanted to continue agonizing over the matter, but time was running out for him.

Anyway, no matter what, I'll stay out of it, quietly verify his identity, and not let Gin down.

I'm sorry, Tequila. Gin is a good person I know. He wants to solidify the Prophet's clothes, so I can only help him. I'm sorry to trouble you...

Even if you might be a good person, I still can't support you...................

"I...I agree with Gin,"

Cohen organized his thoughts and slowly began to speak.

"If Gin really is a werewolf, he should have said someone was a good guy, just like in the last game, instead of saying Tequila is a werewolf like he is now."

"Therefore, Gin is the seer, and Tequila is the werewolf."

"I am an ordinary citizen, and I support Gin. Let's just vote out the tequila today."

"Alright, that concludes my remarks."

Cohen speaks concisely and to the point.

Although what he displayed was somewhat out of place, no one cared.

That makes perfect sense...

After Cohen finished speaking, it was Kimie Shimabukuro's turn to speak.

At this moment, Shimabukuro Kimie...

Also fell silent.

To be honest, she was a little confused.

It wasn't that I was confused about the situation on the field, but rather that I was confused about how to play my next move.

I am a Hunter card, and this Hunter's ability activates upon death, so theoretically it should be to...................

court death?

It's easy to seek death; just say you're from another clergy position and let someone else single you out.

But the problem now is.....................

The witch is dead, and Mr. Gin has already decided on the seer. I can't very well say that I am also a seer, can I?

If the other party is a werewolf, that's fine, but if it's a real seer, aren't I just trying to confuse the situation?