But such an action is undoubtedly trying to cover up.

Ling Qingxuan handed him a napkin and sat down calmly, "My speech is over."

"What kind of speech? Do you count?" Xia Qi questioned, but the broadcast did not indicate that the speech failed.

Xi took a sip of juice and smashed it.

Unexpectedly, we adults have a plan to cover it.

The person holding the pillow was indeed No. 12, but the identity of the person in the dream was overturned by Aya Qingxuan.

All identities present may be disguised.

It was Pillow Man's turn, and he hugged the pillow tightly in his arms, "I admit that I am left-handed, but there may be left-handed people among good people, so I cannot be sure that I am a werewolf based on this information."

Moreover, even if it is determined that he is a werewolf, he does not know his number.

When it was the next person's turn, that person held his head halfway, his eyes lightly crossed him, and he looked at Ling Qingxuan.

There was a thumping vibration in his heart, and Ling Qingxuan wanted to see his face clearly, but he could only see a vague phantom.

brat……

[Host, did the villain appear? 】zz took the initiative to scan, but was bounced back.

[Wu... host, I can't scan it out. 】

nothing.

Ling Qingxuan looked back at Ling Ran's gaze, remembering his outline.

With a low voice, the man flicked his fingers, pointed at the pillow man, and said slowly, "He is number 12."

The pillow man was sweating, "I'm not."

But no one paid any attention to what he said. When it was the next person's turn, the girl with the hairband said, "I saw a person's identity last night, and the number 12 is a werewolf."

"You guys are trying to kill me together." The pillow man threw his pillow away, and he was stunned when the words came out of his mouth.

"Idiot, reveal your number." The duck-tongued man moved his hat and hummed.

Chen Lulu looked at everyone nervously and hesitated.

"I-I think the purpose of this game is to let us kill each other for the perverts outside to watch?" [Failed to speak, please speak again. 】

Chen Lulu grabbed her fingers, "I don't know what to say, I'm a skilled person!"

As she spoke, tears flashed, "I'm so scared, I want to go home, I don't want to stay here any longer."

She looked at Ling Qingxuan pleadingly, but quickly held back her head and said nothing.

Hu Chen handed her a tissue, "It's okay, as long as our good side wins, we can go back."

Ling Qingxuan nodded at the table, "Maybe the werewolf will win in the end."

Xia Qiu snorted coldly, "Why are you so sure, is it possible that you are a werewolf?"

Hu Chen stopped him and said, "Xia Yan, don't target Ling Qing like this. We are just friends."

Xia Qiu smiled and said nothing.

When it was Yang Lin's turn, she said bluntly, "I am also a skilled person."

Although it is the same as Chen Lulu's speech, it is not a failure to speak.

Hu Chen said, "I'm a civilian. If the werewolf wants to kill people, just come at me, don't scare these girls anymore."

Zhang Quan snorted, "Master, brother, maybe we can become good friends."

Yang Lin: "You talk too much, so speak quickly."

Zhang Quan clasped his hands and smiled: "I have finished speaking."

Sure enough, there was no notification on the radio.

This is troubling.

Hu Chen just smiled and gave him a meaningful look.

"Could it be that you are acquainted with the promoter of this game, otherwise why would you judge such a statement to be successful?"

"Cough cough!" Xi choked while drinking the juice. Could it be that Zhang Quan, No. 2, has something to do with the game planning?

Ling Qingxuan was making records with the food on the table, but he didn't eat much. Suddenly, the person next to him pushed his elbow over.

The little girl looked sideways, and the man turned into a man with his chin half propped up.

Others, including her, were unaware of this transposition.

The man reached under the table and made a spreading motion.

The little girl blew her hand directly and held it.

The man was obviously stunned, and Ling Qingxuan had already clasped his fingers.

What, don't you want to hold hands?

The man chuckled, but did not refuse, his eyes were shallow.

Ling Qingxuan just focused on him for a while, and the others' speeches ended one after another.

[All players have finished speaking, please start voting. 】

The pillow man had already put the pillow down, and he said, "I am a dreamer. If you vote for me, I will lose a good person."

"You're not, I can guarantee it." The hairband girl has been confirming her identity, and since the first night, she has shown some sharp edges.

Fortunately, her number has not been exposed, so she can be unscrupulous.

When the pen and paper appeared, Ling Qingxuan wanted to get it, but was taken away by the person next to him.

The man held the barrel of the pen with his slender and powerful fingers and wrote down the number 12.

After helping Ling Qingxuan into the box, he said softly, "This game is not difficult, dear, let's speed up."

The man was about to pull out his hand, but Ling Qingxuan didn't let go, "Is there a reward?"

A man's star eyes, even when slightly narrowed, are also very beautiful.

He moved his fingers slightly, "Let's wait for you to solve one first."

"Okay."

[Voting is over, two players tied the vote, and no one was voted out. 】

The bearded man clapped the table, "Is this still possible? Then this second game is equivalent to no progress!"

The pillow man breathed a sigh of relief, "I've already said that I'm not a werewolf. You should pay attention to whether other people are left-handed."

"But the prophets say you are a werewolf, is it possible that the prophet is a fake?" Yang Lin pointed to the girl with the hairband.

The hairband girl immediately looked at Zhang Quan, "I didn't lie."

The more important thing now should be to analyze why the votes were flat.

In the blink of an eye, Ling Qingxuan, the person beside her disappeared.

She nodded, analyzing.

There are still four werewolves left on the field. If they recognize that No. 12 is a wolf, they will definitely transfer the votes collectively.

The tit-for-tat between No. 1 and No. 2 is obvious. In order to spread the votes of No. 12, they will collectively vote for No. 1 or No. 2.

And the hairband girl doesn't like Ling Qingxuan, so she probably won't follow the vote, so it is very likely that the vote will be tied.

Hu Chen calmed them down, "One of the prophets and the 12th must be lying, but now we can only wait for the news on the third night."

"Isn't that going to be killed by a werewolf again?" Chen Lulu pursed her lips, and the look of fear reappeared.

Everyone simply dispersed after eating, but Ling Qingxuan followed behind the hairband girl.

What are you doing, sir?

Creek had to quietly separated by a distance.

When approaching the door, the hairband girl turned around and looked at Ling Qingxuan vigilantly.

"You are Aya Qing, what are you doing with me?"

After the game started, the two of them had little interaction, and it was a bit strange that they suddenly appeared behind her at this moment.

Seeing that she didn't speak, the hairband girl thought for a while and continued, "Although Hu Chen is handsome, I'm not interested in him, so you don't have to be wary of me."

That's not what Aya Qingxuan wanted to say.

With a serious face, the little girl said to the girl with the hairband who was still explaining, "I'm a werewolf."

Hairband girl: ? !