Chapter 65: The Needle of Fate 7

  "It seems like it's none of my business for the time being?" An Yi shrugged: "Then I'll just watch the excitement first. If I'm not mistaken, Team Double Number is coming to investigate, right? Welcome, Team Double Number, come and investigate me."

  "Listen to San Hao's speech. If San Hao rebels, this certificate will be issued as No. 4; if San Hao does not rebel, it will be issued as No. 2." An Yi said, pausing for a moment.

  Although it is highly likely that the old man in the 15th row's western-style suit is a doctor, what if he isn't?

  Hesitating for a moment, An Yi deliberately reminded him: "If San Hao rebels against this civilian certificate, the doctor's first priority is not to give the needle to the Yamen team. After all, it's too difficult to gamble on the needle head among three people! If this round of San Hao doesn't rebel against the civilian certificate, next round will be the same! In short, even if someone rebels against the civilian certificate, the doctor should not come out with the needle, and wait until only one Yamen is left before coming out with the needle. That way, you don't have to gamble on the needle head, and can guarantee that at least one Yamen will survive for another day!"

  "There's more! If the third number doesn't turn against the people, it's fine. But if they don't, then all the votes will go to the second number! After all, on the surface, team four only has two votes now!" An Yi thought for a moment before speaking up again.

  "There's nothing to say, that's it." The young man in the light yellow suit No. 2 rolled his eyes: "Really talented! Ticket seller! Hehe, just vote, as long as we can win."

  "Hahaha!" The cheap thrill-seeker No. 3 looked up with a face full of excitement and laughed wildly for a while.

  "It's reversed! The votes have been reversed, and No. 4 is out!" The cheap T-shirt man rubbed his nose: "I'm not a civilian, I'm special! This team has made a mistake about me! I told you I was special, but you didn't believe me! Hahaha!"

  "Did you all hear that clearly? I explicitly denied this civilian ID! Number 10 is the one who issued me a civilian ID, right? I explicitly denied it! All votes for number 4 are out!

  Number 3 cheap T-shirt man burst into loud laughter again: "As for whether I'm a sniper or a doctor, I won't tell you thieves!"

  "Humming a little tune, the cheap T-shirt man No. 3 said: 'Fourth number is out, I've got my ticket back! You punks, you were just bluffing earlier, you didn't dare to check me because you must have thought I was the thief, and if you had checked me, you would have definitely mistaken my identity!'"

  "You think I'm a civilian? Sorry, you've got the wrong guy!" The cheap 3rd-rate man suddenly let out a loud sneeze and rubbed his nose vigorously.

  Perhaps due to a sudden onset of rhinitis, the third cheap sweater man finally stopped making that unpleasant laughter.

  It's just...

  99 candles went out one by one, when almost all were extinguished, the cheap sweater man No. 3 who had been lowering his head and rubbing his nose, secretly raised his eyelids and glanced awkwardly at the darkness around him.

  "Cough! That... swindling. Cough, swindling." The cheap T-shirt man No. 3 looked embarrassed and smiled wryly: "Cough, I'm indeed a scoundrel! Just wanted to swindle team No. 4."

  "Of course... just because team 4 wasn't completely annihilated doesn't mean they're not thieves, it just means their mental quality is good." The cheap T-shirt man with the number 3 on his chest showed a complete lack of interest: "Whatever, let's just go with the unanimous vote for number 2. I'm really a civilian."

  "Haha. Haha. Haha." The No. 4 raccoon dog scarf man's face was hard to conceal his anger: "Why don't you rebel against the people? Rebel against the people! Rebel! Rebel!"

  "Awesome! Cool!" No. 4 Mink Fur Coat Man let out a loud whoop.

  $$5th evening dress woman thought for a moment: "I'm not buying votes, I just think that team 4 might really be the yamen's."

  "Firstly, just like player number three earlier, the team of player number four didn't surrender. If they were thieves, they could have surrendered and gone to gamble with the doctor." The woman in the evening dress said, pausing for a moment: "Of course..."

  "Before the third speaker finished, it was not over yet, and it's not ruled out that team four is waiting for the third speaker to finish speaking before surrendering. But if that's the case, all I can say is that team four has a very good psychological quality." The woman in the evening dress of No. 5 tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

  "Besides... " The woman in the evening dress, No. 5, slightly furrowed her brow: "The people who were stabbed by knives are also from Team 4. If they're thieves, aren't they afraid of being exposed? Wouldn't that be a waste of a thief's life? And adding to that, the thief who was voted out during the day and the one who will definitely be shot by the sniper, three thieves would die at once. What a great deal for the thieves! Unless..."

  "Unless the fourth team's certificate is genuine, it won't be fake! Based on this basic point, either the fourth team is a real official or the so-called certificate issued by the third team is actually their accomplice." The woman in the evening dress sighed: "So, I suggest that if the second team is indeed an official, they can investigate the third team's card."

  "In short, after saying so much, I don't dare to confirm which team is the yamen. Only... The woman in evening dress No. 5 hesitated for a moment: "Only, I really think that Team No. 4 looks more like the yamen."

  "Is this a trap? Or is it a trap? Or is it a trap?" The young man in the No. 6 autumn sweater licked his lips: "To be honest, I think team No. 4 is more like a yamen than team No. 2. But..."

  "What's the situation with No. 5's statement?" The young man in the autumn sweater, No. 6, raised an eyebrow: "The singles belong to Team 4 for investigation, and the doubles belong to Team 2 for investigation. Yet No. 5 actually had Team 2 investigate No. 3."

  "If the second team really goes to investigate the third team, even if they find out that they are thieves, what can they do? What can they prove?" The young man in the autumn sweater with the number 6 on it sneered: "That's right, nothing can be proven!"

  "Moreover, the three might actually be a civilian card. And five going to deceive two's team into investigating three is clearly digging a hole for two's team. In this situation where it can't be 100% confirmed which of the two teams is the yamen, would you, as a good person, go dig a hole for a team that might have a yamen card?" The young man in the autumn sweater shook his head: "Definitely not."

  "That speech by No. 5 is enough to earn him a thief's badge. If No. 5 has a thief's badge, then doesn't the team that gave him his ID card, Team No. 4, also have a thief's badge?" The young man in the autumn sweater, No. 6, licked his lips: "Anyway, I originally thought Team No. 4 was just a bunch of corrupt officials, but No. 5's speech was too poor and suspicious, it can't help but make me doubt."

  "Although the ID card No. 5 is issued by team No. 4, I don't think No. 5 can get a thief's badge. On the contrary, your speech, No. 6, is really not good." The young man in the leather jacket, No. 7, pulled up his collar.

  "Number Four is our clear kill card, then what's the first move of Number Four in the first round? He gave Number Five a civilian ID, obviously an attempt to disguise Number Five's identity." The young man in the leather jacket furrowed his brow and thought for a moment: "If Number Five had accepted this ID, Number Four's team would have considered whether or not to jump. If Number Five hadn't accepted the ID, Number Four would have committed suicide on the spot! So I define Number Five's card as definitely a civilian card."

  "And before No. 5 spoke, she always thought that No. 4's team was the yamen, and as a commoner, she couldn't see clearly and would follow her intuition. First of all, she intuitively thought that No. 4's thief team was the yamen, so she must have tried to dig a hole for our team." The young man in the leather jacket, No. 7, shook his head with a smile: "The hole she dug is first defining us as thieves."

  "If we were thieves, it's likely that we would be deceived and the next time we really would foolishly say that No. 3 is also a civilian, then our credibility would be low, and others would definitely not believe that we are constables." The young man in the leather jacket shook his head: "Unfortunately, we indeed have constable badges. Our primary goal now is to investigate special identities to prove our own identities. And, No. 5..."

  "Number Five, the hole you dug is too shallow." Number Seven, a young man in a leather jacket, glanced in the direction of Number Five, a woman in an evening gown in the darkness, and shook his head again: "Of course, Number Five, the hole you dug is not without value. For example..."

  "Sixth...". The young man in the No. 7 windbreaker shook his head: "Your sixth is a dual number, you are within our inspection range, and your speech this time is clearly different from before. Before, you thought that team four was like a yamen, that is to say, you were giving team four soft support, but this time you are afraid we will investigate you, so you suddenly changed your tune and said you think we are like a yamen too. Isn't this obviously evasive?"

  "But don't worry, Six, we definitely won't investigate you. Even if you really are a thief, killing you wouldn't prove our identities." The young man in the leather jacket, Number Seven, furrowed his brow and glanced around at the darkness: "So this card of yours can be used to prove our identities as constables later on. Even if you, Six, are indeed a thief, we'll let you live for now."

  "I don't get it, what's all this nonsense?" The man in the coffee-colored jacket with the number 8 on it looked bewildered: "You think No. 6 is a thief and you're not going to investigate him? Saying that thieves should be nurtured first, what kind of logic is that?"

  "I'm completely confused! Why don't you go investigate the thief, Number 6?" The man in the coffee-colored jacket with the number 8 on it shook his head vigorously: "I'm dizzy, really dizzy. I don't understand. Is this circle producing Number 2? All I know is that this circle produces Number 2!"

  "Is this No. 8 really dizzy or just pretending to be dizzy?" The deer antler hair clip girl pouted: "It shouldn't be that dizzy, right? I think I'm already dizzy enough, but I can still see clearly, how come this No. 8 still can't see it?"

  "Now the main task of the yamen runner is to check for special identities, and only by finding a special identity can one prove their own identity; as for thieves, they are trying to find ways to sneak past, thinking of how to deceive the examiner, otherwise, if the thief makes a mistake in front of the examiner, they basically lose. The 9th number deer antler hair clip girl blinked: "I've already figured out this kind of thing, why doesn't the 8th number understand?"

  "This eighth one is dizzy, right? I don't quite believe there's actually someone dizzier than me." The ninth, a girl with a deer horn hair clip, shook her head vigorously like a rattle drum.