Shen Mu searched around carefully again, but did not find any suspicious traces, it seems that there will be no gains if he continues to search at night. Shen Mu stopped.
"Will you be at the top of the mountain tomorrow morning..."
When Yan Mo said this before, Shen Mu was surprised. But... everything waits until the identity of No. 11 is confirmed before making a decision.
Now the identity of No. 11 is confirmed, but No. 11 is not important anymore.
This evening's message... this side must be seen.
After walking for a day during the day, Shen Mu was already feeling very tired when he returned to the house to eat. Regardless of whether No. 11 is a mixed race or not, there are only two people who can be marked today, so get a good night's sleep after marking!
But at this time, even though he had done more activities, the sleepiness had already disappeared without a trace. Not only that, the physical strength that was already consumed has also become full at this time.
Under the moonlight, there seemed to be something burning in the body.
…
2:15 am.
Everything is more peaceful at night in winter. If it is summer, there may be the sound of insects and birds, but at this time, except for the sound of the breeze sweeping the dead leaves, the forest is silent. Shen Mu has also returned to his room and fell into sleep, his energy back to his spirit, but the appointment time is in the morning after all, there is no need to waste energy for no reason at night, going to the top of the mountain now, it is too impatient, it is self-disordered.
But at the top of the mountain at this time, a figure was long overdue.
"You fucking know to come?!" A voice suddenly came from the originally silent mountain top, and the source of the sound was under a tree on the edge of the mountain top. A person sitting under a tree and leaning against the trunk has an unattractive look both physically and emotionally.
"Sorry." The person who came was Yan Mo, under the moonlight his face was pale and almost bloodless.
Gao Ziang who was sitting under the tree didn't pay attention to these. He slowly stood up from under the tree, moved his frozen limbs, with a mocking smile on his face, and he didn't hide his intention of asking the teacher, "You came in the middle of the night on the date of the appointment, and you really planned to keep me waiting all night. , freeze me to death here, you are kind!"
"If I really had this plan, I would have only come at that hour yesterday." Yan Mo's expression did not change.
"Then why don't you come?!" Gao Ziang replied lukewarmly, and the anger in Gao Ziang's heart rose sharply, "Do you want to play or not? What is your purpose?!"
"What do you mean?" Yan Mo frowned slightly.
"What do you mean?" Gao Ziang's heart raged up again, and he walked over and grabbed Yan Mo's collar. Yan Mo immediately frowned, but didn't break away, "What do you mean by killing No. 7?" Why can’t I vote again tonight? The No. 9 prophet is still there, so you go and kill a No. 7 who doesn’t know who it is—” At this point, Gao Ziang suddenly showed a suspicious expression, and the strength in his hand couldn’t help but loosen a bit.
"... Or is it true that No. 7 is a witch?"
Yan Mo pulled back his collar with a tired voice: "Probably not."
"Shouldn't it?" Gao Ziang bit the two sounds of "should" heavily, his teeth almost gnawed, "What do you mean? You want to kill No. 7, I have no objection, you TM agreed Come to discuss with me, if you want to kill No. 7, we can vote for No. 7 at night! As long as you give me a reasonable reason, voting for No. 7 is indeed the best strategy for us to win, and I am not unreasonable! —You’re really good at cutting first and playing later?!" Gao Ziang kicked the ground fiercely, kicking up a burst of sand, if Yan Mo didn't give a reasonable explanation, the next kick would probably be aimed at him body.
"How many fucking hours have I waited for you at the top of the mountain? You count it yourself, you tell me you ran to kill number 7..."
For this, Yan Mo didn't really feel sorry in his heart, but it was really not his intention to be late for so long, and this matter was indeed his own mistake...
"It's my problem." Yan Mo explained with a very sincere tone, "It wasn't completely dark when I attacked No. 7. I didn't intend to waste tonight's quota on No. 7. Some accidents happened."
This sentence made Gao Ziang's flames recede a bit, Gao Ziang squinted his eyes: "You plan to attack No. 7, heh. What is No. 7's identity? What happened to you?"
"No. 7 is not like a witch. I pretended to be a piper. He is also very calm. He should be a commoner."
Unexpectedly... Yan Mo felt pain from the wound on the back of his head. Was it accidental luck that he regained consciousness before Zhao Xu woke up, or was it fate that he should not die
After being hit just now and walking for so long, even after taking a day off during the day, Yan Mo couldn't hold on right now. But one's own weakness does not need to be known to the people in front of you. "Teammates" are people who form a temporary team and temporarily share interests.
"I pretended to be a piper, and No. 7 lowered my guard against me." There was no need to conceal information, Yan Mo did not do unnecessary concealment, "I hit the back of his head with a stone, and he fell to the ground. I tested his strength." Breathe, no more snorting."
Gao Ziang has always had excellent grades, so of course he is not stupid. He turned around in his mind, but his sarcasm continued: "Then you thought he was dead, so you left, but he killed you instead, huh?"
Of course, the one standing in front of him was Yan Mo, so the one who finally won was naturally Yan Mo in front of him. Besides, he also mentioned that it was not dark at that time, so other plots must have happened in the middle. Gao Ziang could think of these things, but he only wanted to ridicule No. 1.
"Almost. I wanted to make up the knife and strangle him to death, but I found that he still had a weak pulse. At this time, I was attacked by him and hit the ground. I passed out, and it was too late when I regained consciousness. "
"I found that No. 7 was still lying beside me, still fainted, and not dead, probably because I lost my strength from the previous blow. After all, the two blows I made..." Yan Mo sneered.
"What time is it?" Gao Ziang didn't miss the details.
"It's past ten o'clock, almost eleven o'clock."
"Then you strangled him to death?" Gao Ziang said in a bad tone, "You killed him at this time and already affected our quota for tonight! Why didn't you discuss it with me?"
Yan Mo didn't answer him, but just sneered: "Will you let the person who almost killed you go?"
"You said it wasn't dark when you were in a good mood before," Gao Ziang thought of something, "What time was it then, after six o'clock?"
"Yes." Yan Mo nodded.
Gao Ziang's tone was not kind: "It's not long since we separated, and you can't go far, so the body of No. 7 is nearby? It's only a short while, why don't you have time to discuss it with me? Are you afraid that No. 7 will run away?"
Yan Mo frowned: "What are you talking about?"
"What am I talking about!" Gao Ziang's heart started to burn again, "What are you talking about?! When we parted in the afternoon, it was almost dark, you can walk now..."
"What did you say?" Yan Mo's voice sounded, and for some reason it was a little lower than before.
Gao Ziang smiled: "You don't understand human speech?"
"You said we met in the afternoon?" Yan Mo asked again in a hoarse voice, as if he didn't notice Gao Ziang's targeting. "..." This question was so strange that Gao Ziang stopped talking. The strange thing is not only this problem, but also the voice of No. 1... Gao Ziang became alert in his heart, but he was so angry that he was almost frozen to death after being released overnight. Don’t remember what happened just this afternoon? Me, you, number 5, and number 2 are at the top of the mountain this afternoon…”
Every time Gao Ziang uttered a word, Yan Mo's complexion lost a bit of color, and what followed was an indescribable... chilling meaning. Gao Ziang really sensed that something was wrong, and his tone couldn't help but change a bit: "What's wrong with you, don't tell me you really lost your memory!"
"Tell me everything that happened this afternoon!" Yan Mo's voice revealed unprecedented impatience, and Gao Ziang's incomprehensible emotions surged in his eyes.
"Ah?" Gao Ziang was overwhelmed by Yan Mo's aura just now, but at this moment Gao Ziang had recovered: the opportunity to become a wolf on the 1st has been used, and the initiative is in his own hands! "Pay attention to the way you speak!"
Yan Mo, who also thought of something, moved his eyes, and his tone softened: "I'm sorry, I was too anxious."
Seeing his teammates subdued, Gao Ziang couldn't help but feel a little proud.
But then what Yan Mo said made the smile on his lips freeze.
"I have been sleeping since I voted during the day, and it was already evening when I woke up in the afternoon. Then I met No. 7 on the way up the mountain, and what I just said happened."
"It was past ten o'clock when I woke up again. I went up the mountain immediately after finishing No. 7. I didn't stop on the way. This is the first time I went to the top of the mountain after I parted with you this morning. I didn't go to the top of the mountain during the day except for No. 7." Haven't seen anyone."
"You..." Gao Ziang felt absurd, and swallowed involuntarily, "Do you think I'm an 8-year-old child?!"
"Do you think I'm joking?" Although Yan Mo's face was expressionless and his tone didn't fluctuate too much, Gao Ziang saw the penetrating chill in his eyes, and couldn't help shivering, but the anger suddenly appeared in his heart. Zooming in, "What do you mean? You think I'm lying, so you think No. 2 and No. 5 are also blind?"
"No." Yan Mo interrupted Gao Ziang lightly and quickly, "I don't think you're lying, on the contrary, I think what you said is the truth. But I also didn't lie to you."
"If you lie, it doesn't make any sense for me to tell such a lie, even if I really mean something to you." Yan Mo ignored Gao Ziang's slightly changed expression, "Wouldn't it only make you more vigilant if I said such outrageous words? ?" Yan Mo paused, seeing the other party's expression soften, and continued, "So please tell me the whole thing that happened this afternoon. We are teammates, and our positions are the same. Believe me, we will never will deceive you about such matters."
Gao Ziang snorted coldly and said no more.
Although Yan Mo's words were absurd, it was precisely because they were so absurd that they added a bit of credibility. But Gao Ziang didn't fully believe it: When he deceived No. 9, No. 2 and others, didn't he also use the logic of "who would be idle and pretend to be a mixed blood" to convince others of his mixed blood identity
In many cases, the logic that seems reasonable is simply nonsense! People's most instinctive animal intuition is sometimes unexpectedly accurate.
Clearing his throat, Gao Ziang began to describe what happened today in detail. He didn’t wait until the 9th in the morning, lied to the 2nd that he was a mixed race, asked the 2nd about voting, and went to the top of the mountain with the 2nd…
"... Then you and No. 5 were talking affectionately from a distance, and we continued talking after we went up the mountain and didn't see you. Then..."
"...
In this way, in the end, you suspect that the mountain earthquake will take us all, isn't this TM nonsense? And then... finally we parted ways. "
Yan Mozai listened carefully to every word Gao Ziang said, and his pupils moved under the moonlight: "At first, that person and No. 5 were alone on the top of the mountain, what were they talking about very intimately?"
"Oh!" Gao Ziang mocked in a low voice, "You really don't know? You actually asked me about your own affairs instead?" When he asked the second sentence, his voice also raised his voice once.
"Is this the crack?" Yan Mo walked over and stood in front of the crack.