After the two rounds of press conferences ended, the situation of the players has changed drastically.
Just when everyone thought that Ma Lianshan would fight back forcefully, or that Xia Yihui would add fuel to the fire, unexpectedly, all the participants in the incident died silently.
No one showed up in public anymore, and the official website was quiet, as if everyone was waiting for a bigger feast.
Curiosity is curiosity, but no matter how curious they are, they can't know the inside story.
Many people are doomed to have no sleep this night, the magazine rushed to print the newspaper, and all the manuscripts of the major news websites were withdrawn and redone.
At the same time, all the giants in the financial industry are in danger. If they find that their property has even the slightest connection with Ma Lianshan's business, they will feel like they have lost their concubine, as if they have lost hope in their lives.
No matter how the outside world guessed, several players in the Hundred Flowers Ceremony kept quiet and never showed up.
It's late at night, and the game begins.
[At 12:00 midnight.]
[All players load the turntable.]
This is the third killing night. The players have long been accustomed to the feeling of suddenly falling into a dream, and have been lying flat in their bedrooms silently waiting for the start of the game.
In the room, Zhang Qingyu and Xia Yihui sat opposite each other, with a chess board between them.
They had already played chess all afternoon, but their faces were still as usual, and there was no sign of fatigue or sleepiness.
Xia Yi turned to support his forehead, "I've entered a dead end. You gave me a shot at the beginning, but I didn't expect it to work."
At the beginning of the game, Xia Yihui thought that he could kill Zhang Qingyu on the chessboard without leaving a single one behind. He never thought that in the five rounds, he would be directly defeated by the general, and the one who was beaten was almost unrecognizable by his mother.
After finally pestering Zhang Qingyu to break the rules, he let the opponent abandon a cannon. In the end, he still lost the round.
Zhang Qingyu put down his chess hand, glanced at the young man's frustrated face, and glanced at the chess game, as if he was about to say something.
Xia Yihui didn't notice Zhang Qingyu's small movements. He turned his head to see the time on the wall, turned his head and smiled and said, "Forget it, if you can't beat it, you can't beat it. Let's see you at the werewolf killing roulette."
After saying that, he lowered his head, and actually dozed off because of the game of dead chess he mentioned.
Consciousness fell into a dream, and the illusory scenes slipped out of my mind several times. After a while, I finally felt the reality under my buttocks.
[The player's current location: Werewolf killing turntable.]
[A total of 6 players participated in this round of the game.]
The ten thrones are evenly distributed on the ten corners of the roulette, like cutting a cake, dividing the roulette into ten equal parts.
However, after two nights, four of the thrones had been turned into ashes, and even the microphone with the player's number plate had disappeared.
Even the traces of existence have been stripped away, leaving only an empty space, showing the cruelty of the werewolf killing turntable.
Xia Yihui sat on the throne, surrounded by the familiar six-sided obstacle.
The sound of electronic sound came from the ear.
[Now, the game begins.]
[…]
[Please close your eyes when it gets dark.]
[Werewolf, please choose the target to hunt tonight.]
There was dead silence, and Xia Yihui couldn't hear any sound when it was 'dark'.
But that didn't stop him from thinking.
Among the surviving players, only Zhang Qingyu was confirmed not to be a werewolf. Li Bier and Yin Wei are good guys because of their performance in the dungeon plot.
When Jin Yuan took the polygraph candle, even though he lied about what happened ten years ago, since he said so definitely that he was not a wolf, let's not target this little fat man for the time being.
The werewolf killing was still going on, which meant that there was at least one wolf present.
Even though it was pitch black all around, Xia Yihui's eyes still stubbornly stared in one direction. If the barrier is removed at this time, his line of sight will happen to bet on the No. 9 throne.
That was the location of Ma Lianshan.
As long as the wolf Ma Lianshan is killed tonight, the game should be over.
Although the situation was very good, but for some reason, Xia Yihui still felt a little uneasy.
This uneasiness was not that he had discovered something missing, but simply an ominous premonition. He always felt that the development of things would not go as smoothly as he expected.
The werewolf hesitated for a long time but didn't think it was easy to kill anyone, and the electronic voice didn't say another word for a long time.
"Strange, the werewolf was indecisive on the first killing night before, and the electronic voice urged him. How come the three killing nights, the electronic voice has become so humane, and even gave the werewolf time to hesitate." Xia Yihui frowned, thinking That sense of weirdness became even stronger.
After an unknown amount of time, the electronic sound finally sounded again.
[Prophet, please open your eyes.]
[Prophet, please choose the person to check tonight.]
[The identity of a good person is to turn on the light, and the identity of a bad person is to turn off the light. His identity—]
[Prophet please close your eyes.]
[…]
[Hunter, please open your eyes.]
[…]
[Hunter, please close your eyes.]
After a moment of dead silence, the electronic sound sounded again.
[Witch, please open your eyes.]
It was as if a pinch of white light was suddenly ignited in the dark night, and the sunlight suddenly spread over the throne. Xia Yihui raised his hand to cover his eyebrows, and waited for a while before putting it down.
The thrones of several out-of-game players had disappeared, and the barriers of the remaining six thrones slowly slid down. The players sitting inside didn't know that they had been spied on, and they were still doing what they were doing.
Xia Yihui took a special look at the expressions of several people. Most of the players were looking straight ahead with calm faces, unable to see anything.
Among the group of people, only Ma Lianshan, who was pale and sweaty on his forehead, was more conspicuous.
His lips twitched slightly, as if he was praying or cursing, which made Xia frown more than once.
But soon, Xia Yi changed his position and thought about it.
If his identity is a wolf, facing the situation in front of him, although he won't beg the gods and worship Buddha to scold the world, but he will still have to worry about it for a while.
No matter, let's see who died tonight.
Just thinking of this question, the electronic sound sounded at the right time.
[He was the one who died last night. The witch has a bottle of antidote. Do you want to save it?]
As the gears turned 'creakingly', the dust in the corners rose up, and the surrounding area was covered in gray.
Dust had charming eyes, and Xia Yihui's eye sockets were sore, but he still resisted to open his eyes wide.
I watched helplessly as the pointer turned from fast to slow, and finally stopped on the number '10', the number 10 player was Li Bier.
Xia Yihui exhaled a foul breath, and there was a hint of clarity in his expression.
In his opinion, the situation in front of him should not be too obvious.
Ma Lianshan hesitated for so long, he must be hesitating to kill Li Bier or kill other people.
During the killing night on the second night, Li Bier directly said that he would check Xia Yihui's identity on the third night, and he would truthfully tell Xia Yihui's identity when he came to the speech bureau. If he died before that, he could only be killed by a werewolf.
That is to say, once Li Bier died, Xia Yihui would not be a good character.
Perhaps it was this speech that made Ma Lianshan feel evil.
Wouldn't it be beautiful to kill Li Bier who was powerless to resist at night, and Xia Yihui who couldn't argue with it during the day
If Xia Yihui wasn't a witch, he might have been caught in this round, and he might not even know how to die.
Unfortunately, in this world, there are no ifs. Who made Ma Lianshan kick the iron board
"Help." Xia Yi nodded.
In the next second, a conical medicine bottle appeared in front of him. There was a cork stopper at the mouth of the bottle. The body of the bottle was carved with gorgeous patterns, and the solution inside was light blue.
Just looking at it like this, this bottle of 'antidote' is extraordinary in appearance, not like ordinary things.
There seemed to be a force in the air that was pulling out the cork slowly and vigorously. After about a few seconds, there was a crisp 'boom' sound from the mouth of the bottle, and the cork was pulled out.
The light blue solution slanted out and applied layer by layer to the outer barrier of Libier's throne.
Looking at it this way, his whole body seemed to be glowing.
[The witch has a bottle of poison, do you want to poison it?]
Xia Yi opened his mouth, but no sound came out of it. He only reacted after a little thought.
In the same killing night, the witch can only use one of the antidote and the poison, and the reason why the electronic voices ask all of them is just going through a process.
For example, the hunter Qiao Fei is dead, but the hunter was still allowed to open his eyes in the process just now, just to confuse the public and prevent people from judging the internal situation of the roulette due to external factors.
In the same way, if the other two of the three gods had died long ago, the electronic sound would also open their eyes to the air. Players who have played werewolf killing should understand the default rules of this game, but most of them have never played werewolf killing or are not familiar with it.
Xia Yihui should belong to the type of player who is not very familiar with werewolf killing, so many possible situations and certain routines, in his opinion, are a brand new field, a new world that he cannot control.
Before the barrier went dark, Xia Yi turned to look at the tenth throne, Li Bier.
"The prophet will send me a good person card during the day, and the remaining five people will directly send out Ma Lianshan tickets, and this instance will end."
It's so simple to say, but Xia Yihui knows in his heart that the dungeon is always changing rapidly, and all this happened too calmly, like the dead silence before the storm.
This kind of extraordinary silence not only does not make people feel at ease, but it is more flustered.
there is always a solution to a problem. Xia Yihui closed his eyes, and his whole body fell into darkness again.
No matter how big the storm is, in order to survive, he must spare no effort to fight against this 'new world'!
[Its daybreak.]
The darkened barrier was lit up again.
The six players sat on the throne without any eye contact. Most of them held their breath, their eyes looking straight at the pointer in the center of the roulette.
When the pointer slowly turned, it slowly stopped at a certain number. The fifth dead person killed by the werewolf will appear.
Everyone is waiting for the next sentence of the electronic voice.
In the dead silence:
[Tonight, Christmas Eve, no one died.]
'Gudong' I don't know who swallowed a mouthful of saliva, Yin Wei froze for a long time before remembering that it's time to close the microphone. In other words, she was so nervous that she began to swallow saliva wildly.
No way, no matter which camp you belong to, it's like being flattened on the oven now.
In the dungeon plot during the day, some NPCs fried them repeatedly, and at night, oil would be poured on the bloody wounds.
In this case, who can not be nervous
Yin Wei glanced at her left side, feeling a deep helplessness from the bottom of her heart.
The number one Xia Yihui slumped loosely on the throne, the corners of his lips curled up, and the corners of his eyes were filled with relaxed smiles. His sitting posture was extremely improper, not only was he tilted to one side of the throne, but he even had time to raise his legs.
Surprisingly, even if it was an extremely unsightly sitting posture, putting it on Xia Yihui would only make people feel a kind of self-confidence and laziness from the bottom of his heart, not Meng Lang.
Next to seat one, Zhang Qingyu in seat two formed a stark contrast with Xia Yihui.
His back is straight, his broad shoulders and narrow waist are perfectly outlined by a black slim suit.
The difference from Xia Yihui is that his sitting posture is very upright, and his facial expression is slightly indifferent, but his eyebrows and eyes are beautiful, and his eyes are clear and pure. illusion.
Yin Wei was shocked by Zhang Qingyu's extravagance and self-restraint for a moment, she quickly turned her eyes away and stopped looking.
Relying on the time when the mic was closed, Yin Wei lowered her voice and quickly said to the people in her live broadcast room: "Look, the bosses are different. Now it is basically a lore game. They are calmer than each other, not to mention Zhang Great God, just look at Boss Xia, you can see that he can still laugh..."
"Hey, if you really worry about such things, let's leave it to us little shrimps." Yin Wei was in the middle of speaking, when she glanced at the bullet screen, she was stunned, and carefully read out what a certain bullet screen said, "Sometimes laughter is just A cover-up, a wrapper for emotional leaks?"
After being stunned for a moment, Yin Wei laughed out loud.
"What are you thinking? Look at Mr. Xia's long overlapping legs, and that sloppy expression, he almost wrote 'I am number one in the world' on his face. You are still covering it up, don't be blind Guess, the boss is different from us mortals."
Although she refuted the barrage, Yin Wei couldn't help but look at Xia again, but this time something was wrong no matter how she looked at it.
Xia Yihui tapped the handle of the throne lightly with his fingers. Although there was a leisurely smile on his face, his eyes were always erratic. Sometimes the left leg is placed on top of the right leg, sometimes the right leg is placed on top of the left leg, and finally the legs are put down again, maintaining a sitting posture with legs spread apart.
This doesn't look right, it's completely different from the performance of Sheng Quanzai in the previous two nights.
Yin Wei frowned worriedly, did something happen when it was dark? Otherwise, she really couldn't figure out what else could make this popular forum player so uneasy.
Just when Yin Wei was suspicious, the electronic speaker sounded.
[Now is the speaking session.]
[After the dead of the night of killing, the priority is given to speak.]
[…]
[There is no dead person in this round of killing night, and the last speaker of the previous night will speak.]
[All players close the microphone.]
[Player number ten please speak.]
The five players in □□, plus millions of pairs of eyes in their respective live broadcast rooms, all stared at Li Bier.
I didn't expect the prophet to speak at the beginning.
Generally, players who occupy the priesthood will speak with a huge explosive point. This time, Li Bier lived up to expectations. He just said, "There was an investigation last night."
There was silence all around, and Xia Yihui was still a little overwhelmed.
He looked up at Li Bier, who didn't flinch in the slightest, pointed at Xia Yi, and repeated firmly, "There was an investigation last night. Xia Yi is a werewolf!"
Xia Yi opened his lips slightly, unable to say a word for a long time.
The shocked sights around him, as well as the sudden explosion of the barrage in the live broadcast room, all reminded him of the ridiculous situation in front of him.
He was wrong, dead wrong.
Li Beer is no prophet at all!
He is the real wolf!