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Chapter 752 Vodka: You are the hunter, what am I?

Sherry was still over there pondering what to do.

Meanwhile, Gin continued speaking...

Although his words sounded cold, they surprisingly carried a certain weight, perhaps due to the influence of Gin's years of leadership at the Tokyo branch.

"Let me start by explaining how I investigate people's thoughts,"

As Gin spoke, he scanned the crowd with his sharp gaze.

"My idea is very simple: just keep investigating and find whatever you find."

"The reason I didn't check Tequila No. 2 first is mainly because I saw his expression pause slightly when I drew cards at the beginning of the game."

"Based on my understanding of him, he should be considered a good person."

"So I went on to check the No. 3 vodka."

"As I said, he is a good person."

Gin paused slightly after saying this, and then observed the expressions of everyone.

It's hard to say about others, but Vodka seems to be gaining more and more confidence in himself...

So Gin continued speaking.

"The reason I'm stepping forward now is actually out of necessity."

"The tequila has collapsed, and someone died last night, which means the witch didn't use the antidote to save people."

"Considering the rule that witches cannot save themselves, I have reason to suspect that Tequila is that witch, and he has already died."

"According to the rules, the werewolves only need to kill three priests to end the game. If the witch is already dead, and we can't eliminate a werewolf accurately during the first day..................."

Gin narrowed his eyes as he spoke, enunciating each word clearly.

"We're doomed to lose."

"Or rather, the probability of losing is... very high."

"Therefore, I must stand up."

Even if the person I find out is a good person..........................

After saying this, Gin didn't continue speaking, but instead looked around at everyone again.

He knew that was enough.

A smart person will naturally understand what they are saying.

As for the true prophets, they don't believe it.......................

Haha, what does that have to do with him?

Even if no one believes in themselves, it doesn't matter...

His goal was simply to end this game quickly............................

"Alright, that concludes my remarks."

Gin calmly said something and then handed the floor to the next person.

That is, the second agave.

Since players who die on the first night can still leave their last words, even though Tequila #2 is dead, she is still able to speak.

"Okay, nothing much to say,"

Agave spoke with some frustration.

"I am a witch. I was killed by a werewolf on my first night, and I didn't have an antidote."

“Gin is indeed very good at judging people, and I agree with his opinion.”

"The rest depends on the people who come after us."

"Alright, that concludes my remarks. Next..."

Simple, quick, and clear...

Those behind him, seeing Tequila's appearance, probably also thought he really was a witch...

Next, the power of discourse was given to No. 3 Vodka.

After finishing his speech in a few words, Tequila leaned back in his chair, looking utterly bored.

That was so boring. I died on the first night. There was absolutely no experience....................

However, deep down, Tequila was secretly relieved.

Damn it, I almost wanted to take revenge on society and poison Gin.

Thankfully I didn't do that, otherwise those good people would have been doomed...........................

Seeing that he had been given the right to speak, Vodka immediately began to speak.

"Brother! Brother!"

"You're right, I am a good person!"

His tearful words made Lin Jiayou, who was watching from God's perspective, unconsciously twitch the corner of his mouth.

Vodka received no response because Gin was unable to speak.

So Vodka had no choice but to continue speaking.

"Brothers and sisters, I'm such a good person!"

"I completely trust my brother when he tells me this!"

"I also think that Agave most likely left as a witch."

As he spoke, he became somewhat agitated.

"Now, Big Brother is a prophet, I'm a good guy, and Tequila is a good guy. What does that mean?"

"Doesn't this mean that among the last six people, there's a three-headed wolf?!"

"Fifty, fifty!"

"It's a 50/50 chance. Let's listen to what they say next. If all else fails, we can take a gamble. The odds of winning are pretty high!"

Vodka's statement was clearly a rational analysis using his science background.

The other unidentified civilians listened and silently nodded in agreement.

Even Curacao and Rena Mizunashi, who are both quite good at analysis, believe that vodka is highly credible.

As things stand, everything seems to be fine.....................

It was Cohen's turn to speak...

"I....................."

When Cohen opened his mouth, it was exactly the same as usual: he opened his mouth as if to speak, but couldn't utter a single word...

After waiting for about two and a half seconds, Cohen finally spoke his first words.

"I am an ordinary citizen."

"ended."

"........................"

Everyone remained silent.

Lin Chia-yu's lips also twitched.

I really don't know what to say about Cohen.

This comment was absolutely terrible.

It's fortunate that Gin was on his team this time, otherwise he would have definitely lost...

Next, player number five, Kimie Shimabukuro, spoke.

"that,"

Shimabukuro Kimie first gave a weak smile before speaking.

"Actually, what I want to say is that I am also an ordinary citizen."

"........................"

The crowd responded with silence once again.

Shimabukuro Kimie quickly added,

"However, I'm not completely silent."

Okay, let's start with Cohen.

"I actually agree with what the previous speakers said."

"I also think that Grandpa Tequila and Brother Vodka are good people. Grandpa Tequila may also be a witch, and Mr. Gin may also be a prophet."

Yes, Kimie Shimabukuro repeated the same nonsense again.

"but,"

As she said this, her tone shifted, and she looked at Gin with some trepidation.

“I think there’s something wrong with what Mr. Gin said.”

"because...................."

Kimie Shimabukuro stroked her chin, frowned, and spoke as she thought.

"If Mr. Gin really does realize that Grandpa Tequila is a witch, then while he, as the prophet, should indeed step forward and lead the team, however..."

"Wouldn't that expose him to the werewolves as well?"

"If we don't vote out a werewolf today, he'll be dead tomorrow night, this..."

"This...this......"

At this point, Kimie Shimabukuro was unsure where to begin.

She scratched her head in distress, pursed her lips, and pondered for a long time.

Finally, he lowered his head dejectedly.

"Okay, that's all I have to say. My speech is over."

Lin Jiayou smiled inwardly.

My little apprentice, although it's his first time playing, still has some brains.

However, there are conflicting opinions about Gin's loophole, and it's hard to say for sure.

However, at least this time, the little apprentice did a relatively good job of maintaining her commoner status......................

And so, it was time for Rena Mizunashi's turn to speak on the sixth...

"Well, after hearing what everyone has said, let me share my thoughts,"

Rena Mizunashi started with a very calm and composed demeanor.

She was also stroking her chin, looking like she was seriously analyzing something.

"Junhui and I actually think similarly. I don't see any problems with the tequila and vodka."

"I can understand Kimi's statement regarding Gin's side."

"Now that the witch is dead, we are actually at a disadvantage. If Gin is the prophet and he doesn't lead the team, and we vote for the wrong person, even if it's a civilian, we are very likely to lose."

"Because that would mean we have to cast a real werewolf the next day."

"And if he is leading the team and he is a true prophet, then our second night also means that a priest will inevitably die."

"So, all things considered..."

Rena Mizunashi pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised her head.

"On the contrary, I think it's more advantageous for us if he keeps it hidden."

"Therefore, I think it's more likely that he's not a prophet......................"

"As for his identity..."

"It's hard to say."

"but......................"

Rena Mizunashi changed the subject, glancing at Cohen, who was in position four beside her.

“Cohen has bigger problems than Gin.”

"His remarks left me with no possibility of any preference."

"Of course, it may also be due to Cohen's personality."

"However, if I had to vote, I would vote for Cohen............................"

"Alright, that concludes my remarks."

After giving a long analysis, Mizunashi Rena ended her speech.

However, her words did give the somewhat hesitant Kimie Shimabukuro a direction—

Yeah, since Gin is uncertain, why not just vote out Uncle Cohen, who doesn't seem like a good candidate?

Shimabukuro Kimie made a decision in her heart.

Then it was Chianti's turn to speak.

"Damn,"

Chianti immediately swore upon entering the room.

"You've all said everything I wanted to say, so what's the point of me saying anything more?!"

"I'm just an ordinary citizen. At the same time, I agree with what Gil and Kimie said earlier. Gin does seem a bit abnormal."

"Yes, Cohen has problems too, and even bigger problems."

"Damn,"

As she spoke, she uttered another curse.

"I've said everything. What else do I have to say? Let's move on."

In short, Chianti gave everyone a dressing down before ending her response.

It was number eight, Curaçao's, turn to speak...

"hehe,"

Curaçao crossed her legs and chuckled softly.

"How interesting, the first few are all commoners."

"If my next Shirley is also like that, then that makes five civilians..."

After she finished speaking, she observed the expressions of the others.

Among them, she focused her attention most on Shirley beside her, and Cohen not far away...

Curaçao couldn't quite understand Shirley's expression.

But Cohen, at this point, was starting to feel uneasy and break out in a cold sweat...

After a pause, Curaçao continued.

This time, her face immediately darkened.

"Okay, what I wanted to say was......................"

"I am a hunter."

What?!

When Curaçao said this, everyone was stunned.

Vodka was the most confused of them all.

He almost wanted to see his cards one more time.

No, you're a hunter?

Who the hell am I?!

After a brief moment of doubt, less than a tenth of a second, Vodka immediately came to a conclusion—

Wolf!

Iron Wolf!

Curaçao is definitely a wolf!

Furthermore, among the people ahead of her, there was definitely a wolf among her teammates!