Chapter 60: The Gambler's Needle (2)

  Black high-collared leather jacket, tight black leather pants, and closed black leather gloves, a young man wearing No. 7 with an all-black leather outfit and sunglasses.

  "I clearly know No. 2, and No. 2 and No. 7 are colleagues in the same department." The young man in the leather jacket pulled up his collar: "Think about it, everyone, if we were thieves, No. 2 could have stood up and identified himself as a special case, saying he would 'hand over' his identity in the second round, right?"

  "If we were thieves, No. 2 would have sunk directly, and with four tickets, either ticket three or ticket four, wouldn't it be easy to get out? Moreover, how coincidental is it that we, as thieves, reported a search and kill, and directly hit the yamen?" The young man in the leather jacket seemed to habitually pull and tug at his gloves with both hands.

  "It's not worth saying anything more, it's actually unnecessary. We are a real police team, last night we checked the number 4 card, and number 4 is indeed the one who was killed." The young man in the leather jacket thought for a moment: "And there's also the fact that number 4 got up and directly gave his ID to number 5, just like what number 5 said himself, it feels slightly off. Number 4 clearly gave his ID to number 5, trying to test number 5's identity, to see if he would betray them. If he betrays them, they can exchange one thief for two police officers, and if he doesn't, they have the conditions to continue jumping!"

  "And another thing! Up to now, not a single team has stood up for No. 4, right? No. 5 did receive the golden water, but didn't clearly state their team, and also mentioned that No. 4 might be a thief, right? No. 6 gave No. 4 subtle support, but No. 6 doesn't dare to openly take on the role, right?" The young man in the leather jacket pursed his lips.

  "Now there's only one clear kill, number four, but we have to get up and do it ourselves, it's really ridiculous. There are already few constables, more thieves, and the people are still messing around. Number four obviously went solo to find a constable, and then the two of us constables came out, and even the doctor doesn't know how to give injections. Forget it, I don't want to say any more, tonight the doctor is going to choose between me and number two to give injections, let's just gamble on psychology with the thief. Gamble on injections, gamble on identifying people." The young man in the leather jacket looked puzzled.

  ＄＄

  "Number Two and Number Seven are a team; Number Four is on his own... Hmm..."

  The hairstyle was originally a messy look, revealing the figure of No. 8's hands grasping at her hair in annoyance, making it even more disheveled.

  Maybe it's a bit hot, No. 8 pulled up the zipper of his light brown jacket to chest level.

  A white vest, worn under the 8th coffee-colored jacket of a man, because the zipper is open, you can vaguely see the dense chest hair on the chest of the 8th coffee-colored jacket man.

  "Team 2 has two, Team 4 only has one, but who's the thief? It's still unclear." The man in the coffee-colored jacket with the number 8 on it muttered to himself again: "It really is unclear."

  "Ugh... I'm just a civilian, and to be honest, I really can't see the situation clearly now. And this pattern, I've hardly ever come into contact with it before, so I don't understand it very well." The man in the 8th coffee-colored jacket smiled wryly: "Why don't I just drop out of this? You guys handle it yourselves."

  "Ah, I've let it go, I really have. I've truly let it go." The man in the No. 8 coffee-colored jacket emphasized once again.

  ＄＄

  "In this situation of being in a tight spot, you're going to give up your vote? If you give up your vote, you're a thief."

  No. 9 wore a loose-fitting red and white striped sweater, with a deer antler-shaped hair clip on her head.

  Her hair was neatly combed back with a 9-point stag horn hair clip, and a small braid was left on her forehead.

  "Second Lieutenant, reporting for duty. Fourth Lieutenant is investigating the murder of Fifth Lieutenant, who was issued a civilian ID card. Now that I'm in this position, surely no one will be able to provide any evidence to support Fourth Lieutenant's alibi?" The 9th Deer Antler Hairpin 'girl' slightly raised her left hand, and her little finger habitually curled around the small braid beside her forehead.

  The small braids were tied up by the No. 9 deer antler hair clip, and the "girl" girl said: "That's right, in the case of four thieves against three yamen, the yamen are indeed at a disadvantage, but No. 2 stood up to report No. 4 for execution, would No. 4's fellow yamen not stand up? Would they watch as No. 4 was possibly eliminated?"

  "I define this No. 4 as a lone thief who stole the identity, because he was reported by No. 4 and killed, so he simply stood up and stole his identity." The girl with the deer horn hair clip thought for a moment: "In my opinion, No. 4 is a lone thief who steals identities, and No. 8 can also be considered as a thief."

  "In the absence of a team to support No. 4, No. 8 actually said that he couldn't see the situation clearly, is this pretending or really dizzy? So, I define No. 8 as a thief too, and a thief who wants to sneak in, but didn't hide well."

  No. 9 Deer Antler Hair Clip 'Girl' raised an eyebrow, pouted her lips, and snorted like a little pig: "Anyway, that's the meaning, get rid of No. 4, get rid of No. 4."

  "No way! Actually, 8 can be released, isn't 8 not a team player? I feel like 8 is definitely a thief mark, if it's still jumping up later, we can release first..." The 9th deer antler hair clip 'girl' muttered to herself and came again: "It's exactly you, 8, you're just a thief who wants to hide!"

  ＄＄

  "Whoa, almost all of the signs up ahead are ruined."

  No. 10 is a quiet and elegant girl, wearing a pure white long dress without any embellishments, her hair scattered randomly on her shoulders, but at this moment, there are only helpless expressions on her cheeks.

  She gently wiped her forehead, and the No. 10 plain-colored long dress girl sighed: "It's not that No. 4 doesn't have a companion, but rather No. 4 is in my position."

  "Number Two is a clear-cut case of reporting for duty. Those who report for duty with their civilian ID and are not in the yamen team must be either in the thief team or the bandit team. And Number Two's card clearly indicates that he is not on our team, so he must be a thief's card. But although Number Seven's card reported Number Two's 'leg', it can't be 100% confirmed to be a thief's card." The 10th number, a girl in a long skirt, sighed.

  "As for the seventh and eighth, it's even harder to define. But the second is clearly a fierce jump, we will definitely play the second card." The 10th element 'color' long skirt 'girl' couldn't help but sigh again: "We have now clearly pulled out two official cards, done with the second fierce jump, the second one is out of the game. Thieves don't need to jump anymore, they've already found two officials, you have four thieves, can completely hide."

  She furrowed her brow, the 10th number's 'color' long skirt girl thought for a moment: "Everyone think about it, if No. 2 is an official, in a situation where there are only three officials, would he dare to stand up and report No. 4 to be killed? After all, he's not afraid of thieves jumping with him, right? In this mode, the first round of officials generally don't jump, even if there's a search and kill they wouldn't dare."

  "In normal circumstances, the yamen would start jumping in the second round. If they fell on the second night, they would report two verification people's sequence. If they didn't fall on the second night, they would consider the specific situation of the two verifiers before deciding whether to jump or not. Generally speaking, the yamen would only dare to start jumping if they had investigated who was a special identity.

  The 10th number 'color' long skirt girl's eyebrows were almost furrowed together: "If it's just a single search and kill, wouldn't the yamen be afraid of jumping up and provoking the thieves? After all, there are four thieves. The thieves only need to hide one, and three can jump with the yamen!"

  ＄＄

  Pink-colored single-shoulder strap, black short skirt, No. 11 girl glanced at her mouth: "It feels like No. 10 is simply a robber's logic."

  "Does the tenth mean that our patrol team has been searching and killing but still can't report, and let the thieves control the daytime?" The 11th single-shoulder strap 'girl' had a face of disdain: "The tenth is just strongly speculating that our second patrol companion is a thief, purely nonsense."

  "If our second-in-command companion is a thief, do we need to stand up and report him? If he's a thief, can't we just identify the trait on the water package? If we're thieves, with four cards, the second one will recognize the trait in the second round and definitely won't be able to return it. At that time, he'll leave behind a suicide note and take away two cards, how great is that?" The 11th single-shoulder bag 'girl' flicked her hair on the side of her ear.

  "So, if our team is a thief, there's no motivation to jump at all. At least if No. 2 is a thief, jumping doesn't count." The girl with the single-shoulder strap glanced at her mouth: "I don't want to say anything else, anyway, everyone has already heard it, and in their hearts, they more or less know who the real thief is."

  "Let me say it one more time, the three clear yamen are No. 2, No. 7 and No. 11, they are mutually yamen. And what about No. 10's speech? Isn't it interesting that he said No. 7 is not a defined yamen? No. 7 is indeed a clear yamen, you just want to force out our yamen team and reveal the third yamen card! I'm standing up now, have you forced it out? Are you satisfied? You can start killing yourselves with guilt, we'll go gamble on people's lives, doctors are watching the needles, don't be under pressure, that's all." The 'girl' with a single shoulder strap, No. 11, gave her final warning.

  ＄＄

  A young man with a number 12 on his back, wearing light blue beach shorts with white flowers, exposing his torso, with a white towel draped around his neck.

  The young man in beach shorts No. 12 slapped his mouth a few times: "Tsk, tsk, not good to mess with."

  The young man in shorts on Beach No. 12 meditated for a moment, then suddenly came up with a sentence: "How about this..."

  "Full house!" The young man in the No. 12 beach shorts pushed his tortoiseshell glasses up the bridge of his nose: "I'm paired with numbers 4 and 10."

  "Now, No. 2, No. 7 and No. 11 are a team; we, No. 4, No. 10 and No. 12, are another team, right?" The young man in the beach shorts habitually smacked his lips: "Just let everyone vote! Whoever takes out four cards during voting is a thief!"

  "Isn't it clear enough? Everyone, let go of the votes! Number 5 is our people's certificate, don't vote for number 5! I'm telling you clearly, don't vote for him! And that number 6, don't help us vote either!" The young man in shorts emphasized again: "Isn't it clear enough? Everyone, let go of the votes! Whoever takes out four votes must be a thieving team!"

  ＄＄

  "Is everyone getting tickets? If everyone gets tickets..."

  No. 13 was a fifteen or sixteen year old little girl, with two small braids, her face red and rosy, but with a hint of hesitation and confusion hidden between her eyebrows.

  "Ugh... I'm really dizzy, can't tell who's the thief and who's the constable anymore. What to do?! The 13th little braid 'girl' anxiously tugged at her right braid: "Anyway, I think it's not good for everyone to vote? What if the thief takes out 4 votes? Wouldn't that mean the constable gets voted out?"

  "You say everyone votes, if everyone votes, the thieves will just cast one more vote and kill the honest ones! Ahhh!" Girl No. 13 shook her head vigorously: "I think universal suffrage is not a good idea."