Chapter 4 Who is the last thief?
Tense! An Yi hadn't felt this emotion for a long time. And at this moment...
Waiting for the voting results to appear, but An Yi's heart was no longer as calm as before.
The bonfire crackled and flames shot up, while An Yi's gaze was fixed tightly on the book floating in mid-air.
The voting results, as the flames swept across, appeared on that blank scroll.
No. 4: No. 8, No. 9 (2 votes)
No. 14: No. 3 (1 vote)
Abstentions: Nos. 1, 2, 5, 6, 7, 10, 13 and 15.
At the same time that the spear hovering above An Yi's head disappeared, the spear on No. 4's head stabbed downwards.
It was like the sound of a watermelon being cut open, with a "ka-chunk" sound, the spear pierced through the top of Baldy No. 4's head and went straight through him.
Fresh blood flowed out of No. 4 Baldhead's seven orifices, and his corpse fell straight to the ground.
The '4' next to the No. 4 bald corpse slowly changed and finally settled into a 'thief' character
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Darkness descended, in the brief night, An Yi looked at the quiet surroundings, his face changing bit by bit.
Any wishes? Any wishes!
All sorts of clues began to link up in An Yu's mind.
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The bonfire is lit, and although no one else's figure can be seen, it represents the arrival of daytime.
The figure of a little girl who was only seven or eight years old gradually emerged from the darkness on the 15th.
A black chain is tied around the bridge of a 15-year-old girl's nose.
The chain is being tightened bit by bit, tighter and tighter...
With a loud crack, the tightly pulled chain made one last effort and split the skull of little girl No. 15 in two.
Blood spurted out like a fountain at the moment when the skull of the 15-year-old girl burst.
That tender body, like an eggplant that has been frostbitten, lay limp and soft on the ground.
The blood-stained '15' on the ground began to squirm and change, finally settling into a character for 'people'.
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Watching the 15-year-old girl's body fall to the ground, An Yi's face was full of complex expressions.
A seven- or eight-year-old little girl is struggling hard just to survive.
That's right! The little girl No. 15 had been speaking with a sobbing tone all along, but...
That's fake!
Before, An Yi was still uncertain, but after seeing the '15' fixed pattern of the word 'min', the fact was already in front of him.
"Did you guys really say that? Will we really die if we lose?"
But in the first circle of daytime speeches, before the 15th, no one had mentioned this matter at all.
So...
The sentence mentioned in the first circle of No. 15 is undoubtedly a hint! It implies that No. 15 had conversations with someone at night.
At night, only those with a pass can converse! Either officials or thieves!
And that little girl No. 15 said so purely because she wanted to gamble psychologically with the yamen, thieves and civilians, wanting to gamble with all 15 people in the arena!
When the 15-year-old girl said those words, people really didn't dare to mess with her easily.
The thief might think she's an official.
The official might even think she's a thief.
Compared with thieves, yamen runners have one advantage!
Thieves can't get 15th ID right, want to confirm, only one way! That's to use a knife to confirm!
The constable wanted to verify her identity on the 15th, but could check it out that night.
Of course, it's also possible that the bailiff won't investigate No. 15 and will directly push her out of the court...
Judging from the facts, that little girl No. 15 undoubtedly won the bet! She took a knife for the deputy officer!
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"Number 1, please speak." The dull voice sounded again, accompanied by the lighting of 99 candles.
It's just...
"I don't know anything, I really don't know anything, I really don't know anything..."
The fat man in pajamas No. 1 turned over and over again, still repeating the same sentence from head to toe.
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No. 2 beer girl still speaks with a stutter, but this time she unexpectedly stood up straight for once. Only...
"Otherwise, let me out...". The No. 2 beer girl's eyes were red: "I really can't find the thief..."
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No. 3 Butter looked at the "thief" character next to No. 4's corpse, then looked in An Yi's direction in the darkness.
"I got it!"
"Before No. 14 was like that, it wasn't because he didn't want to live anymore, but because he had lost all hope!" No. 3 Creamy Pretty Boy nodded very affirmatively: "Because No. 14 and No. 4 are two thief cards! Whoever comes out of the two is a thief! So, No. 14 was desperate, that's why he was like that!"
"No. 14 is also a thief! Don't you guys think about the vote? No. 14 didn't even vote for No. 4! Isn't this enough to prove the problem?" No. 3, Creamy Young Master, was excited all over his face: "This frames No. 14! No. 14 is also a thief!"
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No. 5, that stout middle-aged woman, her eyes remained wooden and expressionless, still staring blankly at the bonfire burning in front of her.
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"I don't need to explain anything to you!" The icy gaze of the white-coated woman No. 6 swept towards the direction of No. 8 in the darkness, serving as a response to the doubt raised by the suit-clad woman No. 8's previous remark.
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"In fact, I also think that No. 14 should be out. Not just because the ID card of No. 3 said he...". The hesitant male in work uniform No. 7 said: "This, this No. 14 has been eliminated from many rounds, how come it still hasn't been eliminated? Is he really a thief?"
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"Number 6, don't you want to explain? Or can't you explain at all?"
Number 8, a woman in uniform, raised her pointed chin: "Are you the thief? I'm throwing my words here, this number 8 card of mine is tied to your number 6 card! If I get killed at night, you must accompany me to the grave during the day! Of course..."
"If you get stabbed at night, I'll accompany your burial in the daytime, dare you?"
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"I've made a breakthrough! Listen clearly! I've made a breakthrough!" The little girl in the 9th dress pouted: "Last night, I investigated No. 7, and not a single thief was found."
"!All votes for No. 7!"
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The scar-faced man No. 10, apart from asking a question earlier, had an expression as tense as a chisel knife on his face, without any intention of speaking.
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The man with glasses No. 13 still looked refined and polite, without any impatience, but he rarely hesitated for a moment before speaking, not uttering a word at first.
"Report of No. 9 Li Ya being killed..." The man with glasses, No. 13, shook his head slightly: "I think this credibility is not high."
"First of all! This circle starts from No. 1, why does it come out to stand at the position of No. 9? The 16th is a known official, and there are still three living officials! Wasn't there an official in front of No. 9? Can't become an official until speaking at the end of this circle? Or are the other two officials coming after No. 9? Hehe..."
"Behind No. 9 are No. 10, No. 14, and me, No. 13! Two bailiffs came out of these three people? Is that possible? Haha! So the credibility of No. 9 being a bailiff is really not high!" The bespectacled man, No. 13, shook his head again.
"And... it's already been three nights! The police have checked the people three times, apart from this 3rd ID card, how did they check the other two? Even if 7th was really killed, there is still one ID card left, but 9th didn't confess. Did he forget to confess? Or... haha, he simply doesn't know?"
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An Yi can disregard others and even his own life or death, but...
Any wishes? Any wishes!
Thread by thread, in An Yi's mind, quickly linked together.
"No. 9 in this circle's rear position is reported to be killed, but the credibility is indeed not high. However..."
An Yi thought for a moment: "But from the first round, No. 9 has been firmly following the pace of the official's steps. Including being determined to vote for No. 4, this thief!"
"So even though the credibility of this No. 9 circle being in a later position is not high, it's also possible that due to some reasons, the yamen team had no choice but to do so."
Compared with No. 9, No. 7 not only didn't follow the pace of the tightrope walker but also sang several counter-melodies.
"In this case, how many possibilities are there that No. 7 is a yamen runner? So, No. 9 reporting to kill No. 7 makes sense."
"Let's make another assumption! Assuming that No. 9 is indeed the thief, why would she stand up in this circle to report No. 7 for investigation? Is she very sure that No. 7 is a yamen?"
"The thief can't see other people's identities clearly, so there's no absolute certainty. Even if 9 is the thief, even if 7 might be a yamen by chance, even if 7 was luckily pushed out of the circle by 9 this round. But 9 won't survive tomorrow day either!"
"Even if all sorts of coincidences come together, the thief can only gain a slight advantage! But this slight advantage comes with the risk that No. 7 might be a civilian! The risk and reward are not proportional! If No. 9 were the thief, would they do it this way?"
"Then excluding this possibility, if No. 9 is a thief, what other reason would make her stand up? There should only be one possibility!"
"That is, if No. 9 was indeed a thief, he stood up for the sake of protecting his fellow thieves."
"But who's being protected? Me! This whole thing is clearly going at my pace!"
"But I know my own identity clearly! I'm a commoner! I don't know No. 9! So it doesn't exist that she stood out for my sake!"
"You can't see my identity, so you can't define 9's identity either."
"But I can see my own identity, knowing that I am a citizen! So as an individual, even if the credibility of this circle 9 is not high, I still want to follow her and cast a vote for No. 7!"
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Darkness ignored the bonfire in the center and hid the figures of others.
Looking at the lanterns that appeared in front of him, An Yi raised his hand and clicked for the first time since the start of this round.
The bonfire flared up again, and the flames swept over the book, revealing the results of the vote.
No. 7: No. 8, No. 9, No. 14 (3 votes)
No. 9: No. 7 (1 vote)
No. 14: No. 2, No. 3, No. 6 (3 votes)
Abstentions: No. 1, No. 5, No. 10, No. 13
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"In phase PK, No. 7, please speak up." Along with the dull voice, An Yi and the figure of the man in the No. 7 work uniform simultaneously emerged from the darkness.
"I'm a citizen, I really am! What is the bailiff thinking? No. 9 has been reported and killed, why don't you vote for her?" The man in the No. 7 work uniform was red-faced, his voice almost hoarse.
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An Yi calmly glanced in the direction of the No. 7 work uniform man.
"Number 7, at this time, unless you acknowledge your mistake, bring in 2, 3, and 6 into your team, and then get rid of me, there's a slight chance for you to survive. But..." An Yi shook his head: "But you've acknowledged defeat!"
"You're just a civilian, either a civilian or below, and you're on par with me, the PK master!"
"In the case where our identities are equal, no one reported me to be killed, but someone reported you to be killed! You acknowledge your status as a civilian now, so it's possible that No. 9 really did kill you!"
"Moreover, just looking at the voting pattern, apart from you voting for No. 9 once, no one else voted for her. What does this show? In most people's eyes, she might be a plant, so they didn't dare vote for her. Therefore, some undecided voters ended up voting for me, the PK host."
An Yi glanced around the darkness: "Suspect No. 9, report to No. 7 that a civilian or lower identity is being investigated and killed. In this situation, it shouldn't be difficult to choose, right?"
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