Chapter Sixteen What is this word? 7

  A drop of water fell, falling from top to bottom onto the body of a 10-year-old boy wearing casual clothes. It was like the first rain, with sparse and slow-falling droplets. But...

  The look of astonishment on the face of the young man in casual attire, No. 10, suddenly changed to a mysterious and ferocious expression as water droplets fell onto his body.

  It seems like an ordinary water droplet, but every time it falls, a faint green smoke rises from the point where it lands. There is even a slight hissing sound.

  The rainwater kept pouring down, and the first to be affected was the face of a young man wearing a No. 10 jersey, whose skin had been exposed to the outside and was now covered in thousands of tiny holes from the water droplets.

  The rotting flesh gradually covered the ferocious expression on the face of the young man in the No. 10 evil casual attire... Finally...

  Whether it was the 10th evil demon's casual youth clothes or his flesh and blood, they were all penetrated by that 'water droplet', leaving only a skeleton emitting a faint smoke-like heat.

  The contents of the sheepskin scroll floating above the bonfire had changed again.

  Integral pool: 2 + 1 + 6 + 9 $$ The bonfire went out, and An Yi looked around at the darkness, his face a little surprised and uncertain.

  How could the one who was executed be the charming and leisurely young man No. 10?

  An Yi's eyebrows furrowed slightly as she pondered for a moment, then suddenly thought of a strange possibility.

  Compared with other people's expressions, No. 10 evil charm casual wear youth expressed a 'glass'.

  Glass, in some places, is actually referred to as "boy" or "male". Only... not many people know this. So...

  So the 10th evil casual wear youth may be for this reason, was mistaken by some people as a wrong expression and voted.

  Although he felt this possibility was a bit strange, An Yi thought carefully and found that it might actually be quite high.

  After a brief wait, another line of writing appeared on the sheepskin paper scroll in An Yi's hand.

  Uniform (Intelligence Unit member) saw that he was no longer assigned a spy identity, An Yi let out a slight breath of relief.

  No matter what, when an identity is assigned to a spy, one more thing must be considered - the true vocabulary.

  While pondering his own words, An Yi glanced in the direction of the round-faced fatso No. 1 in the darkness.

  The death of No. 10 Evil Charm Casual Youth, and this round the first to express must be No. 1 Round Face Chubby.

  The bonfire crackled again and was rekindled, and the figure of No. 1 Round Face Chubby emerged from the darkness.

  The parchment belonging to him floated up at the moment he appeared.

  City Administration

  $$When No. 1's round face disappeared into the darkness again, No. 2's little girl appeared, and An Yi's eyes twitched slightly.

  Even... at this moment, An Yi believed that others would also be moved by the abnormality of Little Sister No. 2.

  A flustered, nervous and at a loss expression was written all over the face of Little Miss No. 2, whose cheeks were covered in powder. It was just missing... it was just missing the four words "I am a spy" written on her face.

  Girl No. 2 was fidgety, constantly touching her messy hair with her hands while glancing at the chubby round-faced man in the dark, seemingly trying to find some clues from his expression of "Chengguan".

  The little girl No. 2 seemed to have resigned herself to her fate and scribbled two words on the piece of sheepskin paper that belonged to her.

  Police.

  Watching No. 2 little girl's figure retreat back into darkness, An Yi let out a sigh.

  Actually, the 'police' mentioned by Little Sister No. 2 is just like Round Face Fatty No. 1, both of whom can be hooked up with a 'uniform'. But...

  But little girl No. 2 just now had an expression that was too flustered, it's a wonder she didn't openly tell everyone else that she was a spy.

  Unless there's someone else in this circle who's worse off than her, otherwise...

  But in fact, after one round, others' expressions were also not a big problem.

  Apart from the No. 8 flag cheongsam lady... represents a 'female star'.

  Seeing the 8th flag's description of the young woman in a cheongsam, An Yi's eyes twitched slightly.

  Others' expressions have always been circling around various professions, otherwise the expression of the 8th flag cheongsam woman may reveal the substance.

  At the moment when everyone's figure retreated into the darkness, An Yi hesitated for a moment and did not point to the lantern marked with the 2nd little girl.

  Currently alive on the scene are No. 1, No. 2, No. 3, No. 8, No. 9, and An Yi, who is No. 6.

  In An Yi Si Liang, there should be 3 people in the temporary alliance. The No. 10 evil and charming young man in casual clothes is already dead, so there is one person left.

  Compared with others, that unknown third person was the one An Yi felt most threatened by.

  An Yi had no choice but to consider whether to go and deal with this person first.

  No. 2 Little Girl, No. 3 Butter Boy, and No. 9 Eye Movement Youth all had relatively obvious leaks one after another, it's unlikely that the third person was involved.

  So only No. 1 round face chubby or No. 8 cheongsam woman is possible. Even, An Yi had always thought that the possibility of No. 8 cheongsam woman was very high. But...

  But this time, the 8th flag cheongsam woman's statement was a bit revealing.

  As for that third person, An Yi felt it was unlikely they would make such a low-level mistake. So...

  Is it No. 1 chubby round face?

  An Yi moved slightly between them and pointed at the lantern marked No. 1.

  Starting from this round, An Yi plans to vote for the No. 1 chubby face every round. If by chance it happens in any round, he can vote him out.

  Although this method is a bit unorthodox, An Yi couldn't think of a better solution for the time being.

  A brief wait, and when he saw the figure revealed in the darkness, An Yi was stunned.

  Number 1? Number 1 round face chubby?

  No. 1 round face chubby emerged from the darkness, his face was also a bit dazed, as if he hadn't reacted at all.

  A red and a black wire appeared out of thin air, closely following what seemed to be two antennae-like protrusions connected to the body of No. 1 Round Face Chubby.

  Zap, zap. The moment the two electrical wires touched the body of No. 1 Round Face Fatty, a purple electric light began to flash.

  The electric sparks landed on the body of No. 1 Round Face Fatty, causing him to tremble non-stop. Even more, you could see his body emitting waves of cyan smoke, and his skin was visibly charred and burnt.

  With the death of No. 1 Round Face Fatty, the contents of the sheepskin paper roll on the bonfire changed once again.

  Ji Chen slowly said: 2 + 1 + 6 + 9 + 8. Looking at the approaching darkness, An Yi was still a bit stunned.

  What's going on? Wasn't it supposed to be No. 2 Little Miss who died, but instead No. 1 Fatso was killed off?

  In a total of 6 votes, at least 2 votes, 3 votes, or even 4 votes are required to vote out the fat-faced chubby No. 1.

  The death of No. 1 Round Face was too bizarre, even if he thought he might be the third person, but An Yi felt a bit suffocated in his heart.

  It's hard to put into words, but An Yi felt a bit off. Even a mysterious gloominess crept over An Yi's heart, and his spine had a faintly chilly sensation.

  Before An Yi could clear up the confusion in his mind, a new round was about to begin.

  Looking at the words on the sheepskin paper in his hand, An Yi's face changed slightly.

  Blank (spy) is a spy again? An Yi's eyebrows slightly furrowed, suppressing the turmoil in her heart caused by an inexplicable sense of foreboding, her eyes fixed on the direction of No. 2 in the darkness.

  The death of No. 1 Chubby Round Face, this round of statement will undoubtedly start with No. 2 Little Girl.

  His eyes fixed on the direction of Little Sister No. 2 in the darkness, An Yi waited for her statement, while others saw a clue to the new round of vocabulary in her statement. But...

  As the darkness receded, the figure of No. 2 Little Sister emerged from the shadows. But after her appearance, her actions made An Yi sigh.

  It may be because of the previous round, No. 2 little girl thought she was doomed to die, but unexpectedly she survived herself.

  From sorrow to joy, from panic to surprise, some people's psychology may not be able to bear. And the No. 2 little girl seems to be in such a situation...

  Damn it!

  No. 2 little girl stared blankly ahead, her face still frozen in a joyful expression, covered with powder...

  At this time, No. 2 little girl seems to have completely forgotten that the cleaning match has not ended yet. She hasn't escaped the tiger's mouth yet.

  Time will not stand still. Not even if it were a single person, let alone the entire world's people, would be enough to stop the passage of time.

  One by one, the candles went out, and Little Sister No. 2 just stood there stupidly staring ahead until her figure retreated back into the darkness.

  $$ and No. 3 Butter Young Master appeared together with a sheepskin scroll floating on his head.

  In front of one's eyes.

  $$ An Yi's eyes stared at the content expressed by No. 3 Cream Boy, and his mind flashed frequently.

  No. 2 Little Sister didn't say anything, but An Yi dared not relax at all. After all, following the statement of No. 3 Creamy Young Master, it should be the turn of An Yi's No. 6.

  But... what does this word in front of me really represent?

  Before the 99 candles of No. 3 Butter Baby had gone out, An Yi hesitated for a moment and wrote a word on the sheepskin paper roll.

  $$When An Wei's figure emerged from the darkness, the sheepskin scroll that belonged to him also floated up.

  Pain.

  Since he didn't know the real vocabulary, An Yi could only try to muddle through.

  His face was calm and quiet, with no signs of panic visible in his expression. However, at this moment, An Yi's heart was racing violently in his chest.

  As people dwindle in number, identities are reassigned as spies, and survival becomes increasingly difficult.

  Others have decreased, and the vocabulary of expression has also inevitably decreased. This... means that there are fewer clues to rely on.

  Refreshing.

  The sheepskin scroll belonging to the eighth flag's young woman slowly unfolded, and its contents were also revealed. Only...

  As the figure of the 8th flag dress woman emerged from the darkness, she licked her sexy red lips again and winked at An Yi.

  Just looking at the expression of the No. 8 cheongsam-clad woman and her facial expression, An Yi should have been relieved that he had mixed it up again, but for some reason, An Yi suddenly felt a chill running down his spine, getting worse and worse.

  After No. 9 Eyes Movement youth expressed the word "melting point", it entered the voting stage again.

  Looking at the 4 lanterns in front of him, An Yi's eyes wandered back and forth.

  The cleaning game is almost over, at this time, the priority is to find a way to vote out the person who poses the greatest threat.

  Compared with others, No. 2 Little Sister is considered by An Yi to be one of the smaller threats. It's better to vote out No. 2 Little Sister first rather than voting out other people.

  An Yi's eyes flickered and finally his finger pointed at the lantern marked with No. 8.

  For some reason, An Yi felt that the 8th flag cheongsam woman was very dangerous.

  His fingertips slowly fell, representing the heavy gloom in An Yi's heart at this time. But just as An Yi's fingertips were about to fall completely, they suddenly stopped.

  An Yi's eyes twitched violently at the corners, and his face suddenly looked ugly.