As soon as Wang Gaoyuan finished speaking, his figure was erased.
An Suisui immediately understood.
So that’s why he insisted on throwing dirt on her—he was trying to confuse the other players’ judgment!
The werewolves hadn’t all been eliminated; there was still one hiding among them!
An Suisui didn’t voice her suspicions, but quietly observed the only two players whose identities she hadn’t verified.
Cong Shui and Qian Ming gripped their forks tightly, quietly waiting for the game to end.
They had already voted out three werewolves. If everything had gone smoothly, the game should be over.
But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement in the room.
The game was still going. They hadn’t won. At least one werewolf was still hiding among them!
Qian Ming looked up in panic, sneaking glances at An Suisui and Jian Shi across from him, his mind replaying Wang Gaoyuan’s last words.
Could it be they had really wronged Wang Gaoyuan? Was An Suisui actually the real werewolf?
“Impossible…” he muttered, unwilling to accept that conclusion.
Cong Shui gritted his teeth, suddenly stood up, and slammed his fork onto his plate.
“You said Wen Yue was a werewolf, and she was voted out. Then you said Wang Gaoyuan was a werewolf, and he was voted out too. Plus Tang Zhixin—by all rights, the game should be over, but it’s still going. An Suisui, you must be the werewolf.”
Qian Ming looked nervous, staring intently at An Suisui, afraid she’d say yes.
If An Suisui was the werewolf, then Jian Shi must be too.
Two werewolves and three villagers—one more night and another would die. Wouldn’t that mean the good guys were doomed?
An Suisui puffed out her cheeks. “Do you have amnesia or something? Sure, I pointed out Wang Gaoyuan, but what does Wen Yue being voted out have to do with me? Wasn’t that your own decision?”
She was baffled—why did everyone keep blaming her? Did she really look that easy to bully?
Cong Shui glared at her fiercely, his eyes full of hostility. “You didn’t directly say Wen Yue was a werewolf, but you brought up her bracelet. How is that any different from calling her out?”
Passing the blame, just like that.
Jian Shi narrowed his eyes, watching Cong Shui thoughtfully.
An Suisui rolled her eyes dramatically. “So you’re saying Wen Yue was framed by me? If I could get other people’s personal items on the first day, I must be really something.”
After a pause, she continued, “Speaking of which, Cong Shui, you’re even more suspicious than me. Of the three people voted out, Tang Zhixin’s case was the most rushed. It seems more like you orchestrated it.”
Cong Shui snorted. “You say you’re the Seer, but what proof do you have? Of the two people you checked, one was your accomplice, and the other you just got lucky guessing, right?”
“I even know what you’ll say tomorrow. I’m the one most hostile to you here, so you’ll definitely get rid of me first. Then you’ll say I was the last werewolf.”
An Suisui, annoyed at being underestimated, simply went along with his words. “If I really were the werewolf, why would I wait until tomorrow? Wouldn’t I just get rid of you tonight?”
Cong Shui was stumped, angrily grabbed some food from the table, and stormed off, refusing to argue with An Suisui any longer.
With the main troublemaker gone, the argument naturally fizzled out.
Qian Ming’s mind was a mess—he didn’t know who to trust anymore. He also grabbed some food and left in a hurry.
An Suisui, on the other hand, wasn’t in a rush to leave. She sat at the table, quietly staring at her food, sometimes puffing her cheeks, sometimes frowning, her expressions lively and animated.
Suddenly, as if she’d thought of something, she turned to Xia Xuan beside her and said, “No matter whether the werewolf is Cong Shui or Qian Ming, you’re probably in danger.”
An Suisui had weapons, so the werewolf wouldn’t dare mess with her.
Jian Shi was obviously strong and would be hard to deal with too.
But Xia Xuan, as a girl without any weapons, was naturally the best target.
Xia Xuan frowned—she’d been thinking the same thing.
Jian Shi sat lazily to the side, tapping his fingers on the table, not expressing any opinion.
“Wang Gaoyuan set us up before he left. If the werewolf is Qian Ming or Cong Shui, after killing Xia Xuan, they’ll rope in another villager, and then it’ll be two against two. That could get tricky,” An Suisui continued.
Jian Shi lifted his eyelids. “Just tell her your prediction result later and have her leave evidence in advance. That way, the last fool will get the hint.”
An Suisui suddenly understood. Right, they could set things up ahead of time.
After listening for a while, Xia Xuan finally couldn’t help but speak up. “You two are discussing what to do after I die, right in front of me. Isn’t that a bit much?”
An Suisui blinked, patted Xia Xuan’s shoulder, and said, “Don’t worry, sleep with me tonight and I’ll protect you.”
An Suisui thought, if the two of them shared a room, the werewolf would weigh the risks and probably go after the more vulnerable Jian Shi.
Jian Shi wasn’t exactly trustworthy—he had a gun hidden in his pocket, clearly not a good guy.
Jian Shi chuckled softly, not reacting otherwise.
He wasn’t afraid of the werewolf, or he wouldn’t have deliberately provoked Wang Gaoyuan last night to lure him into his room. It was just that Wang Gaoyuan was too cautious to fall for it.
Back in her room, An Suisui used the same trick as yesterday, knocking and fiddling with the door until she managed to take it off its hinges.
If the werewolf went into Jian Shi’s room, maybe she could watch the fight.
But unexpectedly, as soon as An Suisui took down the door, she turned around and saw a brand new one had already appeared in its place.
An Suisui: “…”
At least announce it when you fix a bug—she’d wasted all that effort for nothing.
An Suisui was cute, and when she got mad, her cheeks puffed up like a little hamster.
Xia Xuan couldn’t help but reach out and pinch her cheek.
An Suisui hated being called cute, weak, or innocent.
She always thought of herself as a boss.
Sensing Xia Xuan’s affectionate gaze, An Suisui’s internal alarm went off. She quickly backed up until her back was against the wall, putting on a fierce expression. “If you have something to say, just say it. Don’t touch me. Even if we’re both girls, that’s not okay.”
Xia Xuan’s hand came up empty, and she clicked her tongue in disappointment.
This little face really was as soft as she’d imagined.
Distracted, she nodded absentmindedly, brushing off An Suisui’s words. “Yeah, yeah, you’re right about everything.”
An Suisui: Is she even listening to me?
Cuckoo—cuckoo—
It was nine o’clock.
The cuckoo clock on the wall chimed on the hour, drawing An Suisui’s attention and making her forget about Xia Xuan’s odd behavior.
The Seer’s verification time was after dinner, before dark. If you missed it, you forfeited your chance.
Closing her eyes, the Seer’s identity card appeared in An Suisui’s mind. She softly recited Cong Shui’s name.
As expected, Cong Shui was the last werewolf hiding among them.
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