Chapter 753 Cohen: I'll self-destruct; Chianti: I'll self-destruct too.
Chapter 753 Cohen: I'll self-destruct; Chianti: I'll self-destruct too.
Vodka was very confident in his judgment.
The reason is simple: Vodka himself is a hunter, and even someone as shrewd as him didn't immediately jump out to reveal his identity as a hunter.
Because he knew he couldn't let the werewolves find all the priests at once.
But Curaçao jumped out, what else can that say?
Note that Curaçao is currently.....................
Scared!
Several people had already identified themselves as ordinary citizens, and she was afraid that if she continued to say that she was an ordinary citizen, others would turn their attention to her.
Furthermore, it's highly likely that she has wolf teammates ahead of her, such as Cohen.............................
Her werewolf teammate is already being watched. If she doesn't speak properly and identify herself, she'll probably be eliminated in the next round.
Therefore, she could only adopt one identity.
As for why choose the hunter?
Haha, do I even need to think about that?
The eldest brother is a prophet, Tequila is a witch, and the only one left who hasn't appeared yet is the hunter.
Alright, there's no need to think about it anymore.
Vodka had already made up his mind—
Curaçao is definitely a werewolf!
If, just say if......................
If I die tonight, I must take Curaçao with me when I turn back...
Vodka's mind raced with thoughts.
After Curaçao revealed his identity, he didn't stop but continued speaking.
"The reason I'm revealing my identity now is mainly because the previous speakers were too rigid in their statements."
"Everyone claims to be a commoner. If I continue, let alone whether I can speak better than Kiel, even if I could, given my position at the back, the chances of people believing me are very low."
"Therefore, I have no choice but to reveal my identity as a hunter."
"I don't want to be voted out during the day."
"Even if I'm eliminated, I'll make sure I'm eliminated at night, so that I can waste one of the werewolves' kill slots."
"I think you understand what I'm saying..."
Curaçao's statement is reasonable and well-founded.
At least, Shimabukuro Kimie, Mizunashi Rena, and Sherry still trusted her to a certain extent at this point.
That's right. Even though Cohen is now labeled as a werewolf, can you really say there's absolutely no chance that Curaçao will be voted out?
Not necessarily.......................
If Curaçao, as the hunter, is voted out during the day, even if she takes one werewolf with her, the remaining two werewolves would be able to easily end the game.
After all, Gin, this 'prophet,' is right here right now...
However, although Curaçao's words made a slight sense, Shiho Miyano still felt that something was amiss...
It's as if there's a flaw in this logic.
Although she sensed something, Sherry, playing for the first time, didn't immediately realize it...
Meanwhile, Gin, who had been listening silently the whole time, had already noticed what was happening.
He glanced at Curaçao without leaving a trace, then looked at vodka, a playful smile in his eyes.
However, Gin hid very well, and no one discovered him........................
"Okay, that's all I wanted to say."
After Curaçao finished speaking, he immediately gave his closing remarks.
"All you need to know is that I am a hunter; you don't need to vote for me today."
"However, I also believe that given Cohen's remarks, you probably won't choose me..."
"Okay, next one."
Curaçao's speech has ended.
Finally, it was player number nine's turn to speak. Shiho Miyano began her speech...
Sherry immediately sat up straight and looked at everyone with a serious expression, especially at Gin.
Her opening words were utterly astonishing...
"Gin is a fake, I am the real prophet."
What?!
Upon hearing this, everyone once again displayed the same shocked expression that Curaçao had shown when he spoke.
Everyone stared at Shirley with disbelief.
Honestly, if it weren't for the rules, they would have already started questioning them.
You claim to be a prophet?
Why?
Why should we believe you? Just because you claim to be a prophet?
Furthermore, even if it were true, wouldn't it be...................
"I know you may already have preconceived notions and a certain degree of trust in Gin,"
Shiho Miyano placed her hands, clasped together, on the table, her voice heavy.
"Some people are even convinced that Gin is the real prophet."
"My decision to speak out now is actually a last resort."
"As a prophet, I happen to be the last to speak."
"There's no other way, I can't let Gin lead you astray any further!"
Even if I lose, I must have struggled and tried my best before I can lose!
At this point, Shirley became somewhat agitated.
She paused, composing herself.
A moment later, Shiho Miyano pursed her lips, her gaze passing over Curaçao beside her, and looked at Chianti, number seven, before speaking firmly.
"So I still have to say that I am the real prophet."
"Last night, the person I investigated was............................."
boom--
Just as Shirley finished speaking, a sudden sound came from the desktop.
Before anyone could react, Cohen suddenly flipped over his card, revealing it to be a werewolf card...
"I'll self-destruct."
His voice, which usually sounded somewhat dull, was incredibly calm at this moment.
While everyone was still in shock, Lin Jiayou had already announced that the childcare service had been arranged.
"The werewolf self-destructs, everyone stop speaking."
"The daytime activities are over, and night is about to begin."
"Close your eyes when it gets dark..."
He finished speaking in three sentences in one go.
Everyone was stunned.
The werewolf... self-destructed?!
Just like that, it suddenly self-destructed?
The one who was most angry was Shirley.
She was about to tell everyone that she had found out Chianti was a werewolf, which, together with Cohen, with whom she had a very bad conversation, would make a total of two werewolves.
Who knows......................
Cohen has actually blown up!
I haven't finished speaking yet!
Damn it, this is really troublesome..........................
He had revealed his identity, but he hadn't even had a chance to share the verification results.
Waaah, it's all my fault for talking too much nonsense, ugh...
Sherry felt so frustrated that she almost cried.
However, despite their reluctance, they still closed their eyes.
"Werewolf, open your eyes!"
Lin Jiayou began to speak calmly, reciting his lines.
"Please select the target you wish to hunt..."
Gin and Chianti opened their eyes.
Chianti was very excited and immediately made two hand gestures towards Gin.
She first made a circle over her eyes, then made the number nine, meaning the ninth prophet.
Then, she gestured with a gun and made the number eight, meaning hunter number eight.....................
In Chianti's view, these two had both jumped out, and he and Gin could kill one each in one night, ending the game directly...
Who knows.....................
Gin gently shook his head at her.
Then......................
He bypassed Chianti and held up the number three to Lin Jiayou...................
Chianti was slightly taken aback, but she did not object to Gin.
However, perhaps wanting to take care of Chianti, Gin gestured to her again, meaning...................
Number three is the hunter........................
Chianti then realized what was happening.
She didn't dwell on whether Gin was right or wrong; she just believed him.
"Okay, werewolf, please close your eyes."
Lin Jiayou continued speaking,
"Prophet, please open your eyes."
Please select the object you wish to inspect.
Sherry opened her eyes.
She looked at Lin Jiayou and, without any hesitation, chose number one.
Lin Jiayou looked at it and silently shook his head.
Shirley is still too young............................
Or rather, among these people, only Curaçao and Gin's group is somewhat human...
Finally, unsurprisingly, Lin Jiayou made a bad guy gesture at Shirley.
Miss Shiho closed her eyes contentedly.......................
Afterwards, Lin Jiayou began the procedural steps. Even though Tequila was dead, the witch's rituals still had to be performed.
"Witch, please open your eyes."
"He died tonight. Should we administer the antidote?"
"Was poison used?"
"Alright, witch, please close your eyes."
"Hunter, please open your eyes..."
After all the procedures, the night finally came to an end.
Lin Jiayou spoke calmly.
"Its daybreak."
"The person who died last night was..."
"Player number three."
"Made!"
Vodka was furious upon hearing the news of his death.
I never expected this, these wolf cubs actually dared to mess with me...
At this moment, he didn't have time to think about why he was the one dying tonight. He simply flipped over the cards, revealing the Hunter card.
"I'm going to shoot!"
"I want to execute Number Eight, Curaçao!"
"Nani?!"
Curaçao disregarded the rule that it wasn't time to speak and instinctively blurted out "Nani!"
She stared wide-eyed at the vodka, completely bewildered.
"Player number eight is dead,"
Lin Jiayou glanced at Curaçao, signaling her to be quiet, and then directly announced her death.
“Taken away by the hunter who died at night, it is considered a death at night. Number Eight Curaçao had no last words.”
"Next, we'll start with number one and speak in order..."
"I'll self-destruct."
At this moment, Chianti didn't give anyone a chance to speak and directly chose to reveal his werewolf card.
Sherry once again wore a disgusted expression, looking utterly awful...........................
"................."
Lin Chia-yu was speechless.
Okay, needless to say, it was Gin who gave us this idea again.
This guy, honestly, why did he start playing so fast? Nobody got to experience it yet...
"Okay, the werewolf self-destructs, everyone stop speaking."
"The daytime activities are over, and night is about to begin."
"Close your eyes when it gets dark..."
"Werewolf, please open your eyes."
Lin Chia-yu continued reciting his lines with a blank expression.
This time, only Gin opened his eyes.
Without even thinking, he immediately held up the number nine.........................
Lin Jiayou shook his head helplessly.
"The werewolves win..."
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