Chapter 7 Who is the Last Thief?

  Looking at the bonfire burning in front of him, An Yi's eyebrows were tightly furrowed as he waited for the voting results to appear.

  The flames rose vigorously, sweeping across the book scrolls, and at the same time bringing up rows of blood-colored characters.

  No. 1: No. 13 (1 vote)

  No. 5: No. 3 (1 vote)

  No. 13: No. 14 (1 vote)

  Abstained: No. 1, No. 2, No. 5.

  The moment the voting results appeared, the figures of No. 1, No. 5 and No. 13 emerged from the darkness. At the same time, a bronze pillar stood behind each of the three people.

  "$$ PK phase, No. 13, please make a statement." The dull voice appeared again.

  The man wearing glasses No. 13 was taken aback for a moment, and then his gentle face gradually darkened.

  "Number 14! So you're the thief!"

  Man with glasses No. 13 looked ugly: "No. 2, No. 3, you can't vote for me! This is a conspiracy of No. 14! If I'm voted out, except for No. 1 and No. 5, there will only be three 'live' people left on the field, he just needs to knife one person at night, and we'll have no way to deal with him!"

  "I know, I don't know anything, I don't know anything..." The big fat guy in pajamas No. 1 didn't change at all even with the bronze pillar appearing behind him, still repeating that one sentence over and over again.

  $$No. 5 bloated middle-aged woman, just like No. 1 pajama big fat man, didn't show any sign of calming down in the daze at all.

  $$When the lantern appeared again, An Yi still pointed at the one marked '13'.

  Voting accompanied by bonfires reappeared and was printed on a book scroll.

  No. 5: No. 3 (1 vote)

  No. 13: No. 14 (1 vote)

  Abstention: No. 2.

  "$$ PK stage, No. 1 please speak!"

  Due to the tie in the first stage of PK, it automatically entered into other people's speech phase.

  The vote for No. 1 was cast by No. 13, but No. 13 went up to PK. In the second stage of PK, no one voted for No. 1, and yet...

  Number one pajama big fat man, no matter whether it's the disappearance of the copper pillar behind him or the PK station that went down, he didn't have any reaction at all, and still repeated that sentence: "I don't know anything, I don't know anything, I don't know anything..."

  $$2 Beer Girl Leng Leng looked at the voting results, then looked in the direction of Hei An Yi in the darkness: "14, 14th, you, you're a thief?"

  $$No. 3 Butter Boy's face turned bright red, gritting his teeth: "I knew it! I knew No. 14 was a thief!"

  $$ An Yi didn't look in the direction where No. 3 was in the dark, but instead stared tightly at the direction where No. 2 beer girl was.

  "I'm not going to tell you anything else, I'll just tell you some simple things!"

  "When I was PKing with thief No. 4, where was No. 3? He was voting for me, this No. 14! Where was No. 13? He abstained!"

  "Wait a minute," An Yi said, "When I was with 9 and 8 going to surrender to 7, where was 3? He was still voting for me, this 14! Where was 13? He was also voting for me, this 14!"

  An Yi suddenly became serious: "When I helped the 9th constable to arrest the thief No. 6, where was No. 3? He voted to kill the 9th constable! Where was No. 13? He took out his first vote in this game and killed the 9th constable!"

  "Number 2! Do you believe me or Number 3 or Number 13? I'm telling you! Number 13 is a thief!"

  An Yi slowed down his tone, but the next words seemed calm, yet filled with heavy pressure: "Mistakenly put No. 13 on the PK stage! This is the last chance! If we let him escape this time, we're done for! I couldn't carry that one vote from No. 3! I can only count on you now! You handle it as you see fit! This... is the last chance!"

  An Yi's words were not exaggerated in the slightest.

  Yin and yang errors let No. 13 get on PK, if put down No. 13, even if No. 13 is not in the "first thief" hand without a knife, it's almost impossible to find another chance to kill No. 13!

  If No. 13 is knocked down this time, even if he is sent back to PK again, it will be useless!

  Because No. 13 went on stage by mistake this time, and Anyi still has the voting qualification under the stage!

  Have to admit, if An Yi PKs with No. 13, it's definitely going to be a loss for No. 13!

  It's not because An Yi couldn't get rid of the thief-like expression on the 13th, but rather...

  The 3rd place Butter Boy can't even be carried by An Yi!

  If An Yi and No. 13 glasses boy PK, even if An Yi can pull the vote of No. 2 beer girl, it will be offset by No. 3, at most it's just a tie! So...

  Only by taking advantage of An Yi being under the PK stage, holding a vote in his hand, can he pull down 2nd Beer Girl's vote and overthrow 3rd place with one vote!

  $$ Lantern reappeared, An Yi still pointed at No. 13.

  An Yi quietly looked around at the darkness, waiting for the voting results.

  What should be done, An Yi has done it all.

  To be honest, An Yi felt that what he said earlier was really cruel for someone like Er Hao Beer Girl!

  For someone who is used to hesitating, being forced to make a decision suddenly isn't cruel, what is it?

  Ke An Yi really had no other choice, and could only use language to coerce Little Sister Beer No. 2.

  $$The bonfire was lit again, and at the moment he saw the voting result, An Yi smiled.

  No. 1: No. 3 (1 vote)

  No. 13: No. 2, No. 14 (2 votes)

  Abstention: No. 5.

  The moment the voting result appeared, the bronze pillar behind Glasses Man No. 13 started burning bit by bit.

  The copper pillar gradually began to glow red, branding 13th Eye Glasses Man's body, first emitting bursts of cyan smoke.

  Then... The bronze pillar's 13th pair of glasses man, his skin crackled and burst into one bubble after another.

  Blisters one after another bulged and burst, with thick water flowing down the body of No. 13 glasses man.

  Slowly but surely, the body of Glasses Man No. 13 was completely roasted into a golden yellow color.

  The "13" printed in front of corpse No. 13 began to change little by little and finally settled into the character for "thief".

  $$ An Yi let out a sigh of relief, looking around at the darkness that had once again descended, waiting for the bonfire to reignite.

  "Peace and prosperity!"

  The No. 2 beer girl rarely spoke smoothly, and her face was full of joy: "Great! Great!"

  "Hmph!"

  "There's another thief!"

  The third young master's face was somewhat embarrassed, and he muttered in a gloomy tone: "I'd like to see how you find the last thief!"

  "$$ "What No. 3 said is indeed correct, we are only temporarily safe! As for the last thief... I think it should be between No. 1 and No. 5! But these two people..."

  An Yi seemed to ignore the tone of the 3rd Creamy Young Master and thought for a moment: "What we need to do first is to try our best to extend the daytime! As long as it's not nighttime, although the yamen can't think of a way to wake up that yamen, the thieves also can't think of a way to wake up that thief!"

  "First, let's drag out the daytime a bit longer, and then take advantage of this gap to think of a way. Hmm... As for how to extend the daytime...” An Yi paused: “Number 3 votes for me, Number 2 votes for Number 3, and I'll vote for Number 2. This way, we can enter the PK stage. Let's use the PK stage to drag out the daytime!"

  $$The lantern reappeared. But...

  An Yi raised his hand and pointed directly at the lantern marked '3', without casting a vote for No. 2 as he had said he would.

  $$The bonfire ignited, and the darkness that had shrouded No. 3 Butter's figure suddenly receded.

  A small knife with a cold, eerie glow suddenly appeared out of thin air and began to scrape off pieces of flesh from the pale face of No. 3 Cream Little Brother.

  The skin was cut off from the body of No. 3 Butter's newborn with a small knife, piece by piece, and in the blink of an eye, No. 3's handsome figure was completely shaved into a bloody mess.

  The '3' next to corpse No. 3 slowly changed and finally settled into a character for 'people'.

  "Number 14, you...you..." Number 2 beer girl stared at the direction where An Yi was in the dark, completely unable to understand why An Yi would do such a thing.

  "Let me tell you, I'm actually a thief!" An Yi first smiled slyly, then immediately changed his tone: "Forget it, I won't joke with you! If I were a thief, I would have teamed up with No. 13 to vote earlier and killed you all."

  "Uh... actually, I ordered wrong just now." An Yi smiled awkwardly.

  Alright! An Yi actually lied! An Yi didn't make a mistake, it was purely intentional!

  No. 3 Butter Young Master is getting too out of hand, An Yi worries that he will stir up more trouble again.

  Of course... An Yi still has a bit of that! Hmm! Just a little private heart! It's just to teach No. 3 a lesson!

  Death in the game, although it's not real death, but the pain is truly palpable!

  In other words, death in the game is actually already dead! But if the camp can win, it will be revived! So, the pain of that death process is actually real!

  "How to distinguish between No. 1 and No. 5, I have some ideas. However... Let's both vote for each other first and drag out a PK stage to waste time, so that I can think about it." An Yi thought for a moment and reminded him.

  $$ The moment the lantern appeared, An Yi casually pointed to the lantern marked '2', while frowning and thinking about various things he had thought of before.

  $$Flames rose from the bonfire, and the voting results appeared once again on that scroll. Only...

  No. 2: 14 votes (1 vote) Abstained: No. 1, No. 2, No. 5.

  At the moment he saw the voting results, An Yi was stunned.

  Beer Girl No. 2, why...why didn't you vote!

  No. 2 Beer Girl's figure appeared in the darkness for an instant, a wet white paper was stuck to her cheek.

  One after another, in the blink of an eye, completely covering up the face of No. 2 beer girl.

  The body of a 2-year-old girl in beer, but it's always like being frozen, without any reflection at all.

  Until... The body of the No. 2 beer girl, stiff and hard, fell to the ground, and the '2' next to her corpse slowly changed into a 'people' character.

  Looking at the "min" character next to the corpse of No. 2 beer girl, An Yi was stunned for a while before gradually coming back to her senses.

  Beer girl No. 2, this... This is a big mess, dumping all the blame on An Yi!

  Thinking of Er Xiong's personality, An Yi let out a sigh and felt relieved.

  It's really too cruel to let a girl who is already hesitant by nature make such a life-and-death choice!

  $$The lantern appeared once again, and An Yi gazed at it quietly, deliberating for a long time. Just as the time was about to run out, he suddenly pointed at the lantern marked '5'.

  Actually... as for who is the official and who is the thief between No. 1 and No. 5, An Yi had already made a judgment before.

  An Yi chose No. 5 because... No. 13 voted for No. 1!

  There is an official and a thief among No. 1 and No. 5!

  An Yi didn't know which one was a yamen runner and which one was a thief, but the bespectacled man with number 13 knew!

  No. 13 glasses man is a thief, he must know which one is the thief!

  So if you vote between No. 1 and No. 5, the bespectacled man No. 13 will instinctively vote for the one who is not a thief, probably the official's card!

  At the same time, this is also the reason why An Yi previously told No. 2 Beer Sister that it was the 'last chance'!

  Because in the case of PK with two thieves on 13th and 5th, what if the thief on 5th is killed. Then...

  At night, 'the first thief' will definitely move to the head of No. 13 glasses man!

  When Glasses Man #13 gets a knife, who will he stab?

  Even! Even if No. 13 glasses man doesn't go directly for No. 1 but instead goes for No. 2, An Yi will definitely lose!

  Because... still that sentence, No. 3 cream little fresh ticket, An Yi can't carry it!

  Quietly looking around at the surrounding darkness, An Yi's face couldn't help but have some tension.

  An Yi thought what he had thought of was probably true, but... there's always something unexpected!

  What if! What if the glasses man on the 13th isn't thinking that way?

  What if he just shook his hand and threw it casually?