Chapter 30: Who is the Yamen Runner and Who is the Thief? 6

  "I'm a civilian! What are you going to report me for, 13?!" The arrogant and proud girl with the doll-like head was emotionally agitated: "I know my own identity clearly, this card of mine is a civilian card! I've always wanted to help the constable carry his sword, you can't report me for investigation and killing! You're just a thief, 13!!"

  "I'm a citizen, whoever reports me to be killed will get my vote. On the 13th, you reported me to be killed, this time I must vote for you!" The No. 4 doll-like girl's emotions became more agitated as she spoke.

  "Hmm... it's a bit messy, let me sort out my thoughts first." Super fatty No. 7 had a look of entanglement on his face.

  "This circle speech, No. 1 is to clarify the role of the official, and to confirm that No. 13 will jump out; No. 4 is to recognize the people, and also clearly point to No. 13." The super fat man No. 7 paused for a moment.

  "Thirteen is reporting the death of Four, but I don't see Thirteen's yamen companion now!" Seven thought for a moment: "Twelve's previous statement was not a yamen, it's impossible to be Thirteen's yamen companion."

  "No. 14 is the one who doubted No. 13's identity. No. 2 was going to come out with No. 3, but they weren't on the same team as No. 13." Suddenly, Super Fatty No. 7 nodded: "No. 3 is on the PK stage, and I clearly don't know No. 13. So, where are your fellow officials, No. 13?"

  "Number 13, don't say you're the last one on the field, if so, how dare you stand up so confidently? What a mess! Number 13 is obviously a thief mark, all votes for number 13 to come out." The super fat man No. 7 came to a definite conclusion.

  "Get down!" The figure of No. 9 motorcycle helmet man had just emerged from the darkness when he suddenly let out a loud shout.

  "Number 7, kneel down for me! Who says Number 13 doesn't have a companion? Her companion is me!" The voice of the motorcycle helmet man with number 9 was muffled and dull due to the helmet.

  "Enough of the nonsense! Are you going to give me my ID card or not? I'm a cop, and I've had enough of this!" The man in the motorcycle helmet yelled at the top of his lungs.

  "Aren't you thieves afraid of punishment? What's with the ink? Do you think I'm scared of you?" The man in the No. 9 motorcycle helmet laughed and taunted.

  "You're not afraid of punishment, are you? Unanimous vote for number 4 to go out! Number 4 is eliminated! Next round, I'll directly target number 1." The motorcycle helmet man with the number 9 plate added: "That's it! Number 4 is eliminated and goes out. If anyone doesn't listen to number 1's orders in the next round, they will be directly pushed out of the game!"

  "As for who to check tonight, I'll discuss it with Number Thirteen again! Anyway, this card of Number One will definitely not be checked..."

  The No. 9 motorcycle helmet man was suddenly interrupted before he could finish speaking.

  "No. 4, died of self-inflicted wounds." The dull voice came from somewhere, and at the same time, the figure of the arrogant girl with the No. 4 doll head suddenly emerged from the darkness.

  A dagger, sharp and swift, was suddenly swiped across the neck of the arrogant girl with doll No. 4 on her head.

  Blood spurted out from the wound on the neck of the arrogant girl, No. 4 doll, like a miniature waterfall of blood.

  As blood spurted out, the corpse of the arrogant and proud girl, No. 4 doll head, slowly fell to the ground.

  $$Everything seemed to suddenly accelerate its pace, a brief darkness descended and retreated.

  The bonfire ignited, and the silhouette of 13-year-old Tang Lao Ya Mi Lao Shu's body just emerged from the darkness, followed by the simultaneous emergence of the silhouette of No. 1 Pipe Maintenance Man.

  A bottle with a skull pattern is roughly stuffed into the mouth of a 13-year-old girl wearing a Mickey Mouse sweater.

  Gurgling sounds, all the liquid in the bottle was poured into the mouth of Tang Lao Ya Mi Laoshu's body, a girl.

  No. 13 Tangled Old Crow's rice old mouse body sweater girl's small face Lima was filled with large pieces of black purple, followed by the body thud and fell to the ground.

  At the same time, a dark figure of No. 1 pipe repairman appeared, and a dagger neatly wiped his neck.

  At the same time as the blood spurted out, that dull voice appeared again: "Number One, commit suicide for fear of punishment."

  The darkness had just receded when it descended once again.

  $$ The bonfire went out, and An Yi's face was uncertain.

  The No. 8 crooked-mouthed windbreaker man was the first to be stabbed in the first circle and recognized as a yamen runner.

  The man in blue shirt No. 6 is the one who stood up and reported the camel-backed man with jacket No. 5 to be killed, and he is also a yamen runner.

  So there should have been only two yamen runners on the scene before!

  No. 4 doll head proud and arrogant girl committed suicide, stabbed No. 13 Tang old crow Mi old mouse comforted the girl; No. 1 pipeline maintenance man also committed suicide...

  So there's another thief on the scene!

  If the 14th acne glasses little fatty and the 9th motorcycle helmet man are really bailiffs, then if they stabbed the 9th motorcycle helmet man to death tonight...

  The corner of An Yi's eye twitched violently.

  $$The darkness recedes, and the figure of No. 9 motorcycle helmet man emerges from the darkness.

  As the bonfire ignited, a drill appeared on the forehead of No. 9 motorcycle helmet man.

  The electric drill whirred and whizzed as it drilled into the top of the man's head from under his No. 9 motorcycle helmet.

  The No. 9 motorcycle helmet on the man's head was unable to stop the drill bit from falling down.

  A drill bit spinning at high speed hit the helmet of a No. 9 motorcycle rider, making a loud cracking sound and raising large amounts of dust.

  A dull sound faintly appeared, vaguely visible inside the helmet, a mask covering the face of No. 9 motorcycle helmet man, all stained with bright red blood bit by bit.

  "First of all, congratulations on No. 13 successfully blocking the knife." The man in the suit with small eyes, No. 12, first let out a sigh of relief: "I was really worried that No. 13 wouldn't be able to block the knife earlier."

  "No. 1 gave No. 9 a citizen's certificate, probably to confirm No. 9's identity. No. 5 was killed in the investigation, No. 4 committed suicide out of fear of punishment, and No. 1 also committed suicide out of fear of punishment. That means both No. 10 and No. 16 were pushed out by the citizens." The man in the suit with small eyes looked a bit helpless.

  "We checked No. 15 on the first night, who was a civilian; we checked No. 5 on the second night, who was a killer; and we checked No. 13 on the third night."

  No. 12, the man in the western-style suit with small eyes, smiled wryly: "Indeed, No. 13 is a civilian."

  "On the fourth night, the check was for No. 4, and No. 4 was a thief." The man in the suit with small eyes, No. 12, spread his hands: "No. 1 gave No. 9 an ID card, wanting to swap identities, obviously trying to conceal their identity. No. 9 had no choice but to stand up and refute it."

  "On the fifth night, which was also the night when No. 4 committed suicide out of fear of punishment, we investigated No. 7 because he had always been suspected of being a civilian, so we interrogated him. The bespectacled man in the western-style suit, No. 12, smiled wryly again: 'No. 7 is indeed a civilian.'"

  "On the sixth night, which was also the previous night, I had originally planned to investigate No. 2, but No. 6, the yamen runner who accompanied me, kept saying that Nos. 2 and 3 were definitely of good social standing, so I didn't investigate No. 2 and instead investigated No. 14. But... "12's face turned slightly red with embarrassment: "No. 14 is also a commoner."

  "Now there are only No. 2 and No. 3 left on the scene, everyone says who will come out! I really can't make up my mind!" The small-eyed man in suit No. 12 sighed.

  "I'm indeed a civilian." The 14th acne-ridden, bespectacled chubby kid hesitated for a moment: "How come the verification sequence of No. 12 feels so untrustworthy? And..."

  "Number Two, this ID card hasn't been checked, and you dare to give him a good identity? Although we didn't issue him a citizen's certificate, can't just do things randomly like this." Number 14, the acne-scarred bespectacled chubby kid, looked puzzled: "But I'm indeed a citizen, not moving against Number Twelve."

  Moreover, the speech of No. 12 has been fine all along, so he shouldn't be a thief." The young glasses pimpled fatty No. 14 thought for a moment: "Then let's temporarily believe that No. 12 is a yamen runner."

  "Are the second and third ones out? Then... um..." Number 14, a young pimpled glasses-wearing chubby boy paused for a moment: "Then let's go with the third one! The third card is the PK that Eighth Officer left behind in his will, but he never died."

  "Come on, number three! And I feel like the previous number one was protecting number three, otherwise how could that circle have produced number sixteen without producing number three? Right? Anyway, I think number three should be a thief." Number 14, a young pimpled glasses boy with a chubby face, hesitantly added.

  "Number Twelve, if I hadn't checked on you, this circle would have definitely kicked you out!" Number Two, a tight-pants-wearing pretty boy, was speechless, his tone hinting at anger.

  "I'm a good citizen, okay?! Previously, numbers 6, 9, and 11 all gave me good identities, didn't they?! I'm not a good citizen, would they give me a good identity?!" Number 2 tight-fitting pants handsome man's emotions were slightly agitated: "This number 12 card is not a government official, but it's also not a thief, he's a civilian! And we've checked already!"

  "What are you doing, coming out to block the knife? Are you even capable of blocking a knife? You said only No. 2 and No. 3 haven't been searched yet, but the thief won't even come near you!" The tight-pants-wearing pretty boy's face looked unpleasant.

  "Number 9 is indeed a fake ID! The civilian ID that Number 1 sent to Number 9 earlier, I knew Number 9 would definitely reject this ID, so I sank it directly!" Number 2, the tight-pants fitness man, glared hatefully in the direction of the small-eyed suit man in the dark, Number 12.

  "On the first night, we checked No. 15, a civilian; on the second night, we checked No. 5, a thief; on the third night, we checked No. 14, a civilian; and on the fourth night, we indeed checked No. 4, a thief!" The face of the handsome man in the tight pants turned red with rage.

  "Number Nine turned in Number One's ID, and then the circle demanded that Number Four come out. As a result, Number Four took his own life!" The second number, a muscular man with a slightly embarrassed expression: "On the night when Number Four took his own life, I checked on Number Thirteen!"

  "The 13th and the 1st cards, neither of them were checked before! They came together, one reported a kill and the other issued a people's certificate! Moreover, the 13th also reported the 4th for a kill. In my opinion, it's just thieves and rogues colluding with each other, so I didn't trust the 13th and checked it! The result......" The embarrassment on the face of the handsome man in the tight pants increased by several degrees.

  "As a result, Number Thirteen was also a civilian and was mistakenly killed along with the others! After Number One fled in fear of punishment, I investigated you, Number Twelve. You, Number Twelve, are also a civilian! Now, on this stage, there's no one left to investigate except for Numbers Three and Seven... Hmm..." The muscular man in the tight pants furrowed his brow in thought.

  "Get rid of number 3, this card has been stuck on the PK table for a long time and can't get out, it must be a thief card! Number 7 has always been recognized as a civilian, and his previous speech was also good, he's helpful to civilians, so number 7 should be a civilian, and number 3 is actually the thief card, but it just hasn't been knocked off the PK table yet!" The handsome man in the tight pants nodded in agreement.

  An Yi furrowed his brow in thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

  "Officer Twelve says that Numbers Two and Three didn't check; Officer Two gave Number Twelve a citizen's certificate, saying that Numbers Three and Seven didn't check. Right?" An Yi looked around at the surrounding darkness.

  "This round, ordinary people should not vote. An Yi slowly began to explain: "Number 12 and Number 2 are both standing as officials, so there must be one real official among them. If Number 12 is the real official, this round will definitely vote for Number 2."

  "If Number Twelve is really a civilian, he wouldn't dare vote for Number Two! Number Two, didn't you say you're a yamen runner? If you think I'm a thief, then vote for me yourself. If you're a real yamen runner, it's only fair that you take responsibility if I win or lose." An Yi helplessly spread his hands.

  "I don't care about anyone's vote, I just want to be a commoner and not get voted out! Let No. 12 and No. 2 go vote!" An Yi explained again: "If No. 12 is a real official, he will definitely vote for No. 2. Then no matter who No. 2 votes for, it's one vote against one vote, No. 2 will definitely go on the PK stage. If he goes on the PK stage and everyone doesn't listen to his speech, they can just vote him out again."

  "If Number Two is the real traitor, then he said that only Numbers Three and Seven haven't been verified. Let him choose between Numbers Three and Seven himself. If he chooses correctly, everyone will be happy; if he chooses incorrectly... haha, whether the thief votes or not, they're definitely going to lose." An Yi shrugged: "Isn't it clear enough? Civilians shouldn't vote. Only Numbers Twelve and Two have the right to vote. If someone from among Numbers Three and Seven votes, and just happens to be PKed, then whoever voted will be the thief, and everyone can just vote them out again."

  "Uh... right, and then there's No. 7! No. 7 is the last one to speak, if he dares to misallocate votes, it proves that he is a thief, everyone can just vote him out directly. Anyway, that's how it is, if No. 7 doesn't misallocate votes, civilians don't need to vote. If No. 7 dares to misallocate votes, he is a thief, and we'll all vote him out."