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The mechanical voice of the system continued, "Execution complete." The spectators of the vote included: the Artisan, the Werewolf, the Healer, the Sorcerer, the Thief, Destruction, and the Chef.
The game continues! The last four words hung heavily like a dark spell over everyone's hearts.
"Damn it!" Li Jianping couldn't help but curse, his face flushed red, veins bulging on his forehead.
"Why?" Zhang Liu suddenly stood up, disbelief etched across his face. "The Werewolf isn't the killer!" His voice became sharp with agitation, his body trembling slightly.
The Werewolf was already dead; why was the game still ongoing?
"This can't be right!" Jiang Jie’s expression turned grave, his brows furrowed tightly, lips pressed into a thin line.
In front of everyone, Zhang Liu had been tested by the Lie Detector camera and had not lied!
Shen Jianghuan's face was equally grim.
"Why is this happening?" Master Ban asked in confusion, his eyes filled with bewilderment and uncertainty.
Tan Ming's gaze sharpened as various possibilities flashed through his mind. "What if there is more than one killer?" His voice was low and deliberate, filled with deep contemplation.
As soon as he spoke, everyone fell silent.
Xiao Wang Yi noted down Tan Ming's words carefully.
The system had not clearly stated the number of killers; it wasn't impossible that there could be more than one.
"If there are multiple killers, then we could just vote them out one by one without any appearing," Fan Xiaonan said naively.
Tan Ming turned his gaze toward him and asked, "How many killers have appeared so far?"
Fan Xiaonan began to count carefully.
"The Chef, the Thief, the Werewolf, Traveler, Sorcerer, Destruction, Wizard, Spellcaster, Mage, Prophet, Jiang Shi, Healer."
"Ten!" he exclaimed loudly.
"Are there only ten killers?" Tan Ming asked again, his eyes deep and sharp.
"What do you mean?" Fan Xiaonan looked puzzled.
"The senior means that there might be other killers outside of these ten who have just not revealed themselves!" Zhang Liu explained.
Tan Ming recalled that when the system was first activated, it had mentioned there were ten killers.
Ten had already appeared, but three were still missing. No one knew what those three were specifically.
Li Jianping slammed his hand on the table. "How are we supposed to play like this?" he shouted angrily. "If the murderer doesn't reveal themselves, we don't even know their identity. How can we make a move?"
"If what Tan Ming said is true, it becomes even more complicated," Shen Jianghuan said slowly, her expression filled with concern.
"Zhang Liu, why don't you predict again?" Jiang Jie suggested, a glimmer of hope in his eyes.
The clues pointed to a werewolf, but the werewolf was already dead, and the system hadn't ended. This could only lead to two outcomes: either the werewolf wasn't the murderer, or there was more than one murderer. Regardless of which it was, they would have to overturn all their previous assumptions and start from scratch.
Their only hope for obtaining clues rested on Zhang Liu's prediction.
Zhang Liu glanced at Tan Ming, his gaze questioning. "Senior, should I predict now?"
Tan Ming nodded slightly.
Taking a deep breath, Zhang Liu slowly placed his hand over the Red Card and closed his eyes, focusing intently.
The Red Card lit up.
When he opened his eyes again, Zhang Liu's gaze was like a bolt of lightning as he suddenly turned to Xiao Wang Yi, his eyes seemingly piercing through him.
Everyone was taken aback.
"Me?" Xiao Wang Yi pointed at himself in disbelief, shaking his head as if finding it somewhat ridiculous.
"Are you sure?" he asked calmly.
"The murderer is Xiao Wang Yi," Zhang Liu stated expressionlessly, his voice firm.
In the next moment, Xiao Wang Yi's body suddenly jolted as if he had just hiccupped, but he quickly returned to normal.
Under the scrutinizing gazes of everyone, he calmly flipped through the notes in front of him. As he hurriedly scanned a few lines of text, his expression changed dramatically. With a thud, his legs went weak; the chair fell over with a muffled sound as he crashed to the ground.
He scrambled to get up, desperately defending himself. "No, no, no! It wasn't me!"
He shook his hands repeatedly, like a startled deer, utterly at a loss.
"It’s not me!" His frightened gaze swept over the crowd, trying to convince everyone of his innocence. Finally, it landed on Jiang Jie, as if he had found a lifeline. He rushed forward and grabbed her hand tightly. "Please help me, help me! I’m not the killer!" His voice trembled with desperation, his body shaking uncontrollably.
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