Chapter 40: The Thief's Preparations (2)
A snowflake-like silk cheongsam, hair falling to the waist, no stunning looks, but regular features, a 20-year-old 'girl' with an invisible aura of quiet elegance.
She smoothed out the hair at her temples, and the calm girl in the white No. 4 silk dress had a faint smile on her face: "The third and fourth bailiffs, last night they investigated No. 9, No. 9 was killed, now it's No. 9's turn."
Without much ado, the quiet girl in a white dress closed her lips lightly and waited quietly for all 99 candles to slowly go out.
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"I'm also a yamen runner!"
Number 5 wore a military green training suit, with a brown leather belt around his waist, over 1.6 meters tall, with a neat and tidy flat head, exuding a strong and rugged aura.
The fifth military green uniformed young man spoke with a mouthful of words, habitually revealing a row of big white teeth, smiling foolishly with a thick face: "I'm really a yamen runner! I and the third and fourth are all yamen runners! The ninth is the one I investigated!"
"Number 9, you big thief, come and stab me tonight, I'm not cheating you, I really am a yamen! Come and stab me! Don't stab Number 4!" The fifth military green training uniform young man 'exposed' his big white teeth, with a face full of joy.
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"Hmm..." After No. 6 appeared, his mouth corner twitched inexplicably for a moment.
Yu Guang intentionally or unintentionally glanced in the direction of the dark green No. 5 military training uniform, and No. 6's face was strongly suppressing a smile.
He tightened the collar of his red casual sportswear, adjusted his slightly disheveled gray scarf, and cleared his throat twice in a pretentious manner: "You all recognize the official, but I don't. I'm a civilian."
The young man in the gray scarf No. 6 spread his hands: "I'm really a good citizen, I sincerely gave water to No. 9, don't stab me, go stab No. 4 and No. 5 instead, anyway they both know the yamen."
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"Heh heh, Number Six is so low-key, everyone else recognizes him as a rogue, but he thinks he's a civilian, he must be a hidden constable." Number Seven faked a little girl's voice and giggled.
"I'm also a yāyì, and I'm 6's yāyì companion!" The shadow of the fake little girl No. 7 was shrouded in colorful hues, but her strange tone still betrayed a hint of childishness that couldn't be concealed.
"Since 6 and I are consecutive bailiffs, do thieves also have consecutive positions?" The fake little girl in the No. 7 voice said to herself after a slight pause: "Then let's talk about the identity of No. 10! You're in the position below No. 9, you and No. 9 are consecutive thieves, aren't you?"
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"Low-key can block the knife! I'm a yushi, nine-numbered killer of nine-numbered ones." The eighth Tang old duck Mi old mouse comforted 'girl' smiled and shrugged her shoulders.
No. 8 Tangled Duck and Mickey Mouse sweatshirt 'girl' only said this sentence, then shut her mouth and didn't speak again, just smiling and looking ahead.
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"Why should I give in? Why should I pull up my companions and stab myself? Are you kidding me?"
No. 9 wore a white suit, wearing a pair of purple sunglasses, with a head of golden long hair, and a bit of stubble on his cheeks and chin, looking disdainfully in the direction of the corpse of No. 3's Zhongshan suit uncle in the darkness.
"The thief's knife is in front, we have a solid advantage, right?" The blond young man in the white suit glanced at his mouth: "I'm just a thief, now I'm brandishing my knife to intimidate everyone! All of you, show your hands, whoever doesn't show their hands well will be chopped!"
"As for who's going to be killed tonight... Hmm..." The blond-haired young man in a white suit looked around cautiously.
Because the people after No. 9 have not spoken yet, the gaze of the young man in white suit and blonde hair at No. 9 lingers between the positions of the five people from No. 4, the quiet girl in a white silk dress, to No. 8, the Tang old duck and Mickey Mouse sweater girl.
His gaze suddenly paused, and the blonde young man in white suit No. 9 fixed his eyes on the direction of the fake voice little "girl" No. 7 in the darkness.
The corners of his mouth slowly hooked up a bit of a 'gloomy' smile, and the 9th white-haired young man in a white suit spoke wildly: "No. 7, aren't you the one who pulled No. 6 to recognize the people's role as a fellow official? Aren't you the one who dared not listen to the will of Official No. 3, and dared to establish an opposing side?"
"How dare you? Did I ask for your opinion? You're going down tonight! Yeah, I'm talking to you, the one with the low-key luxurious look! The 9th white suit blond youth sneered coldly: "The rest of you, continue to give me face value, if not, you'll be next! Number 7, wash your neck well tonight, you're going down!"
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"I'm going, this No. 9 is a bit of a handful!"
No. 10 wore a desert camouflage jacket, wearing a pair of large tortoiseshell glasses, and had a shiny triangular earring on the right earlobe.
It's just...the stick of rock candy in No. 10's mouth, more or less doesn't match his handsome appearance.
He smacked his lips a few times, and the 10th Desert "Misty" Color Jacket youth came with a lollipop in his mouth, mumbling: "Number Nine, you said Number Seven's knife, if you don't take it out, I'll look down on you!"
"Identity not clear, No. 9 will be killed and No. 9 will come out, just wait for No. 9 to go down tonight and knock down No. 7! If you don't knock down No. 7, I really despise you!" The young man in the desert camouflage jacket with a colorful design smiled and licked his lips.
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Wearing a raccoon fur coat over his bare chest, sunglasses on, and an icy expression.
After emerging from the darkness, the man in the No. 11 sable coat and sunglasses pursed his lips, speechless.
When the candle had burned to nearly half, No. 11 sable coat sunglasses man finally opened his tightly closed mouth: "No. 9 said that tonight knife No. 7 may be a double traitor doing identity, if tomorrow No. 7 doesn't fall, we can directly deduce the ending."
"Number Seven chats with Number Ten, setting up an opposing side, but Number Ten doesn't even dare to chat with Number Seven. Number Ten has a Thief card!" After a moment of silence, the man in the sable coat and sunglasses said, "Between Number Seven and Number Ten, at least one of them has a Thief card."
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"I'm a commoner and don't recognize the yamen runners. The third yamen runner's last words said that I couldn't establish an opposing side, so I won't establish an opposing side, and honestly acknowledge being a commoner."
No. 12 wore a blue shirt, possibly due to not being very well-fitted, No. 12's body made several unnatural movements before finally unbuttoning the top three buttons of the shirt.
"Since there's a search and kill, let's get rid of No. 9 first. But..." The young man in the blue shirt with the number 12 on it paused: "I have some doubts about the official arrangement! If we don't arrange for a PK and tonight's target is a civilian, tomorrow might be chaotic!"
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"Hmm! The ninth search and destroy team has been dispatched."
No. 13 spoke while his body shook, and the small-sized hip-hop denim jacket he wore was hung with various small accessories that made a tinkling sound as his body shook.
"Right, I'm a civilian, don't come at me with knives, No. 9!" The cowboy-like man in No. 13 uniform added with a sneer, as if he had just thought of it.
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"No. 13's speech was too short, it felt like he was just going through the motions." No. 14 said with a faintly colored lip gloss on her small mouth.
Maybe because she just woke up, the 14-year-old girl looked a bit drowsy. Even when speaking, her long bangs fell down and covered her eyebrows.
Pouting her mouth, the 14-year-old girl tidied up her long hair and pulled out a white and black silk ribbon, neatly tying it at the end of her hair.
"Anyway, it just feels like Number Thirteen has an identity. Either he's a thief or he's with the constabulary. Hmm..." The long-haired 'girl' of Number Fourteen paused for a moment: "I'm not looking for the constabulary! I just think Number Thirteen has an identity, if he's not in the constabulary team, suggest they investigate him."
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No. 15, who had just appeared, was flushed in the face, with a hint of irritation evident between his eyebrows.
Even more, as if due to emotional 'excitement', the two bulges tightly wrapped in the light yellow suspenders on No. 15 rose and fell.
"What are you guys doing?!" The 15-year-old girl with a light yellow suspender vest and a tomboyish air glared at them with big eyes: "The referee already said not to create too many confrontations in the first round, look what you're talking about!"
"Either you're just talking nonsense and wasting your breath, or are you questioning the referee's arrangement again! What's going on here?!" The 15th light yellow suspenders girl calmed down a bit: "Okay, I admit that our referee might have some problems with their thought process, but you guys can't be like this either! Do you still want to win or not?"
"Stop chattering! First, let's get rid of the No. 9 ticket and eliminate No. 9!" The 15th light yellow suspender vest girl added with suppressed annoyance.
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An Yi sank into thought for a moment before slowly opening his mouth: "Under normal circumstances, it's impossible for a yamen runner to establish an opposing front with someone. After all, which yamen runner wouldn't welcome more knife-sharpening cards?"
"This time, No. 7 came up with a single move and took away the identity of No. 10, so No. 7 is a civilian or below; No. 11 said that 7 and 9 might be two thieves making identities for each other, and also had a single chat with No. 10, establishing an opposing side with No. 7 and an opposing side with No. 10, so No. 11 is also a civilian or below." An Yi paused slightly.
"Of course, I dare to point out these two cards. Normally, I would also have a civilian or lower card, but since I'm holding an official card, I can point out that they are civilians or lower. Since these two people have already exposed themselves, in the next round, they can go up against PK." An Yi added: "I really am an official card, whether the thief's knife cuts me or not is up to you guys."
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Shorts, tank top, slippers, a scruffy beard, and messy hair all stuck together.
"Third thief, get out! What are my fellow yamen thinking, not standing up? If you don't stand up, I have to stand up too, the yamen must be upright! First and Ninth are fellow yamen, on the first night we investigated Second, who is a commoner!" The sloppy young man Number One shouted loudly.
"Who's going out...?" The No. 1 rogue youth pinched the big, red nose of the second: "You go back, whoever goes out is who! You're my first commoner I've ever checked on at night, that's it!"
"Number Three is a thief with a knife! Number One and Number Nine are fellow guardsmen! Don't make trouble, citizens!" The sloppy young man numbered One added.
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A casual grey T-shirt-clad girl with a dull and gloomy complexion, the No. 2 girl who had tied her hair into pigtails, revealed her figure after pushing up the nearsighted glasses on the bridge of her nose.
Judging by her age, the No. 2 'girl' should still be a college student, except for that unintentionally revealed collegiate temperament and expressionless face. Moreover... with her slightly raised chin, you can somewhat feel a bit of arrogant pride.
"No. 11's speech was bad, got up to find a push card, chatted about No. 7 and No. 10, obviously trying to find a push card for tomorrow. So, No. 11 must be an iron thief!""No. 1's speech wasn't good either, drilling into the thief team, concealing identity, obviously wanting to disrupt the whole scene! No. 1 must also be an iron thief!"
"Number one, didn't you send me a civilian ID? Then I'll report you to the authorities tomorrow and get you killed!" Number two, a nearsighted girl with glasses, raised her chin: "This round starts with number nine! The next round is yours, number one!"
