Chapter 42 is the thief who was raised first

  The candle went out and then reignited, An Yi's figure emerged from the darkness.

  "In fact, I'm also a yamen token. The reason why I chatted with No. 7 earlier is actually to exchange identities with him. Since he didn't want to die, I might as well fulfill his wish of being in a lower position. But No. 9 still insisted on killing No. 7, what can you do?" An Yi shook his head.

  "I'm really a yuyi card." An Yi sighed: "Three, seven, and I, this sixteen, are clearly three yuyi."

  An Yi thought for a moment: "Listening to the 12th round of speeches, strictly speaking, I couldn't hear where the knife was dropped. Let's listen to the first round again."

  "Also..." An Yi paused for a moment: "In the first round of bidding, Number Seven is the single point for Card Ten, and Number Ten cannot be the official card."

  "There's more. Although Number Seven is a yamen runner, his words are those of a commoner or lower; Number Eleven is also pointing at Number Ten, and his words are those of a commoner or lower. It's impossible for two yamen runners to simultaneously humble themselves. And I am indeed a yamen runner, I know Number Seven, and I can vouch for Number Seven's identity, but I don't know you, Number Eleven." An Yi fell silent for a moment.

  "I'm a constable, I won't lower my own status to elevate your unknown identity as Number Eleven. Number Eleven is indeed not in our constabulary team. And what about Number Two..." An Yi furrowed his brow and recalled: "Number Two, you checked on Number Eleven during the first round. Number Eleven was indeed a civilian or below, but aren't you worried that he's a hidden constable?"

  "So, you're also a civilian or below, right? I dare to point out that you're number two, ten, and eleven. Normally, I'm also a civilian or below, but I'm actually a yamen runner, so I dare to speak up. But what identity do you have to speak with? Ahn Yi sighed: "However, let's talk about the match between number one and twelve first."

  "I think No. 12 is a fool! What's wrong with my first speech? It's a card that can block knives, does the bailiff have a hole in his brain? Throw me up for PK!" The sloppy young man No. 1 was flushed red all over his face.

  "I won't take this PK! The 16th Iron Thief is a thief! He was chatting with the 7th in the first round, and he definitely can't get the official card. This round, he's exposing his identity again! All votes go to 16!" The young man No. 1 shouted excitedly.

  "$$“I found the logic of No. 16 to be quite interesting!” The nearsighted girl with glasses raised her chin: “No. 16, you also said that No. 11 was a civilian or lower identity card, so did I make a mistake by pointing out No. 11? You said he was a civilian or lower identity card, and I pointed him out, but how did I become a civilian or lower identity card too?”

  "Number 16, your logic is really speechless! This round Number 1 comes out, next round Number 16 and Number 12 PK!" The nearsighted girl in glasses added one more sentence.

  "Isn't that...?" The calm and quiet girl in the white silk dress #4 tilted her head to one side, thinking for a moment: "Number Two! What Number Sixteen meant was that Number Eleven's statement could be a civilian or lower-ranking identity card, but it can't rule out the possibility that Number Eleven might have a hidden dagger official card. Only officials dare to point at this kind of card, but you, Number Two, are not in the official team. If you dare to point at Number Eleven's card, then you would be a civilian or lower-ranking identity card."

  "Uh... what 16 said means that he dares to point at your citizen or lower identity cards because he is a yamen officer." The calm and quiet girl in the white silk dress explained slowly again: "This card of 16 is one of the first circle of yamen officers, and after 7 died, it didn't go to chat, it can only be checked but not pushed. I am indeed a true citizen certificate, a citizen, so I don't dare move 16."

  "This round let's start with No. 1, No. 1's speech was really bad." The quiet girl in a white silk dress, No. 4, fell silent for a moment: "My ID card is returned, so let's start with No. 1, and don't split the votes for the rest, splitting votes will make the next round fly high."

  "What the hell is No. 2 talking about!" The young man in the olive green military training uniform sneered, showing his big white teeth: "No. 16 said he was a yamen runner, no one questioned him, so I believed he was a yamen runner. What about you, No. 2?"

  "Number Two, what's wrong with you? Are you going to play the role of a loyal servant? I think you're just a thief!" Number Five, wearing an olive green training uniform, spat out stars: "Number Two, in the first round, you hugged Number Sixteen's thigh and chatted with Number Eleven. In this round, Number Sixteen chats with you, but now you want to betray Number Sixteen?"

  "This round, let's get rid of No. 1 first. Next round, you'd better not follow No. 12 to PK, or I'll report your No. 2 for a kill!""The green-clothed young man with the number 5 military uniform shouted: "This No. 2 is either a thief or a super big fool! If you don't show your identity, you'll be suspected of being a fake official, No. 2! You'd better take out a thief card, or it would be unfair to your words!"

  The young man in grey scarf No. 6 pulled up the collar of his red casual sportswear.

  "No. 1 is out first, and the others are temporarily not discussed." The gray hoodie youth spoke briefly.

  $$After a brief wait, as the bonfire flared up fiercely, the voting results appeared on the sheepskin scroll above.

  Except for No. 1 hooligan boy and No. 2 nearsighted girl, almost all the votes were cast on the forehead of No. 1 hooligan boy.

  The moment the voting results appeared, the figure of Youth No. 1 emerged from the darkness.

  A massive, grey-black tombstone suddenly appeared behind the back of No. 1 lazy youth. Then...

  The tombstone suddenly tilted forward and heavily smashed onto the body of the young man in No. 1.

  A heavy stone monument crushed the body of the No. 1 lazy youth, slamming him to the ground with a dull thud.

  A narrow gap was left between the grey-black tombstone and the ground because of the corpse of Youth No. 1.

  Blood flowed out one drop at a time through the gap, but the corpse of No. 1 lazy youth was completely covered under the tombstone.

  "Who's there?" Darkness fell, and No. 8 Tangled Duck Mi Old Mouse comforted the giggling girl, Ahn An, who winked at her.

  His face sank, and An Yi fell silent for a moment.

  The young man No. 1 spoke out of turn, which was indeed improper, but it cannot be concluded that he is a thief.

  No. 3 Zhongshan suit uncle is dead, No. 7 fake voice little girl is dead, only An Yi this No. 16 and Tang old duck Mi old mouse sweater girl this No. 8 are left, if No. 1 slovenly youth is not a thief, then the yamen is undoubtedly at a serious disadvantage.

  Even if... even if the No. 1 rogue youth is a thief, the current situation is still not optimistic.

  "Check No. 2! I think No. 2 is a thief!" Suddenly, the little girl with a fake voice, No. 7, chimed in.

  An Yi furrowed his brow.

  The 2nd nearsighted girl card, in An Yi's opinion, was completely meaningless.

  What's the use of finding out it's a civilian? An Yi's ambiguous words were meant to make her behave. If that was really the case, as soon as An Yi sent the message, he would be killed by knife at night.

  Even if we catch a thief, it would be meaningless.

  Girl No. 2 with myopia glasses, Boy No. 11 with sable coat and sunglasses, if there's a thief among them, they wouldn't dare to touch An Yi's knife. As long as An Yi is killed, it would be easy for others to trample on him in broad daylight, and these two people will accompany him in death.

  If the near-sighted girl No. 2 and the man in the sable coat with dark glasses, No. 11, really have a thief among them, just throw them away and don't care, anyway, there's An Yi holding them down, even if one of these two is a thief, they can't jump out. Because... nobody believes these two people.

  Of course... although he felt that looking for No. 2 nearsighted girl was not quite suitable, An Yi hesitated for a moment and still chose not to say it out loud.

  It's the first cooperation, and for the time being, An Yi is relatively satisfied with this team, so he doesn't want to give people the illusion that he likes to point fingers. After all, people who are too showy aren't liked by many, which isn't conducive to getting along harmoniously as a team.

  Just as An Yi thought he had finalized the 2nd nearsighted glasses girl, the uncle in the Cheongsam suddenly said: "The second one is not suitable."

  "How come it's not suitable when I check No. 2?" The fake voice of little girl No. 7 was full of annoyance.

  The uncle in the No. 3 Zhongshan suit fell silent again after saying that, seemingly not wanting to explain further. Not even for Cha, did he express a particular opinion.

  "Who do you think is better?" No. 8 Tangled Old Duck Mi Old Mouse's body was slightly wrinkled, and the girl looked in An Yi's direction with a slight frown.

  "Hmm..." An Yi thought for a moment: "There's a Number Four in front of you, if she doesn't have too many issues, you can follow her and use her as a shield. But since we're separated by half the circle, I won't be able to borrow her light. Can you help me find one among Numbers Thirteen, Fourteen, or Fifteen? If it's a civilian, I might be able to bring them over to block for me too. And..."

  "There are only two of us on the scene now, and No. 1 can't be sure what it is, slightly at a disadvantage. Now that we've found the thief, it's far from ideal to find some civilians who can block knives and lead teams." An Yi explained briefly.

  No. 8 Tang Old Duck Mi Old Mouse body T-shirt girl chewed on An Yi's explanation, nodded slightly.

  After thinking for a moment, the 8th Tang Old Duck Mi Old Mouse asked An Yi again: "Why don't we help you check No. 14? If No. 14 is a civilian, you can use her to take out No. 13. Previously, No. 13 said that he would vote out both No. 1 and No. 12, so we can first use No. 13's hands to get rid of No. 12, then use No. 14 to take out No. 13, saving us one verification opportunity, what do you think?"

  "Alright. First, investigate No. 14. Then, check the surroundings of No. 10 and No. 15 to see if there's any connection. Don't bother with No. 2 and No. 11 for now. Let's listen to what No. 5 and No. 6 have to say first."

  Daisy nodded and waved her hand in a gesture of greeting.

  The radiant glow reappeared in the night sky above the extinguished bonfire.

  The beam of light shone down and landed on the location of the long-haired girl No. 14 in the darkness.

  The number 14 appeared in the field of vision and changed slowly until it became a character for "people".

  Compared to the 7th fake voice little girl, when it comes to investigating the situation of the people, the 8th Tang Old Duck and Mickey Mouse comforted the girl without any discouragement, her facial expression remained calm.

  Just after checking that no one was around, the brief darkness receded and the figure of Hip-Hop Cowboy No. 13 emerged.

  His face still wore a slightly stunned expression, and it seemed that the 13th hip-hop cowboy had never thought that he would be the one to get stabbed.

  Two pieces of wood crossed together in a cross shape, tied up, and the vertical piece of wood at the bottom was sharpened into a sharp cone.

  The crossbeam was rammed fiercely into the ground, while No. 13 Hip-Hop Cowboy was tied tightly to it with his face against the beam, like a wooden puppet.

  No. 13 Hip-Hop Cowboy's body, which had been shaking and trembling all along, was thoroughly fixed onto the wooden stake. Moreover, due to the overly tight binding, No. 13 Hip-Hop Cowboy's right cheek was pressed against the stake, directly flattening it.

  The body of No. 13 Hip-Hop Cowboy was instantly tied up, and a bundle of firewood suddenly appeared under the crossbeam of the wooden stake.

  A spark of fire suddenly shot out in the darkness and landed on that bundle of wood.

  It burst into flames. The wood was like oil had been splashed on it, and as soon as the spark touched it, it ignited fiercely.

  Flames engulfed the body of Hip-Hop Cowboy No. 13 in an instant.