Quickly wear a female supporting role: your male protagonist has turned black again

Chapter 237 Horror Killing Game ([-])
"Because all the hypotheses I can think of cannot be established, so now that the prophets and witches have hidden their identities, and since we have no clues, I choose to abstain from voting."

Qiao Wei finally concluded.

"I think everyone should abstain from voting in this round. It will be troublesome if you hurt the prophet and witch." Xin Weifan immediately expressed his opinion, and suddenly looked at Wen who was sitting on the sofa behind the window with an attitude of staying out of it. Qinghe. "Mr. Wen hasn't spoken yet, has he?"

Wen Qinghe's position, due to the slanting sun coming in, is right between light and shadow, half of his face is brighter and more dazzling than the sun, while the other half of his face is like a dead well. Only when she gave her a glance lightly, could everyone see clearly the brilliance hidden in the deep well.

"Miss Xin didn't speak before just now."

Wen Qinghe said lightly and kicked the ball back.

"Heh--" Xia Yiyi covered her mouth and laughed, gloating at Xin Weifan.

Xin Weifan's face felt hot.

Before that, she had indeed said nothing useful except for peace.

Even when the topic was turned to Wen Qinghe at this time, he just wanted to hear a few more words from him and judge the desirable information from it.It's just that everyone was in a state of suspicion at this time, and what she said unintentionally, instead, gave Wen Qinghe a lot of hatred, no wonder Wen Qinghe returned it lukewarmly.

"Speak out what everyone thinks, don't hold it in your heart, communicate with each other, and it will help to catch the werewolf." Geng Xi interrupted at the right time to save the awkward atmosphere.

"I don't have any ideas." Wen Qinghe still didn't care much.

He's the only one of the nine who really doesn't care how the game ends.

Who is a werewolf, who is a prophet, who is a witch, he has no interest at all.

In the eyes of the anxious Han Zixi, gentle and calm, it was very unacceptable.

The more calm the other party is, the more upset he is.

Han Zixi yelled: "Hey, isn't it too perfunctory for you to talk like that? Do you still want to win? Let me tell you, don't think this is really an ordinary game, it's a real killing game, a killing game! "

"Then what does it mean to be 'not perfunctory'?" Wen Qinghe's tone was mild, but every word he said pierced his heart. "There is no evidence to support it, just grab someone and bite, and send your own person to the guillotine?"

"Although there is no direct evidence, at present, Xia Yiyi and that Chu Yiwen are the most suspect, aren't they?"

Seeing that Han Zixi was about to lose control of the prehistoric power in his body, Geng Xi, the peacemaker, had no choice but to come forward again to make peace: "It's alright, alright, let's do it, good people abstain, and those who don't abstain will be beaten like werewolves."

No one else objected.

As a result, the public vote during the daytime on the second day ended with all abstentions.

Night fell soon again.

"Please close your eyes when it's dark."

Some people take a bath and put on incense to prepare for a rest.

"Wolfman, please open your eyes."

"Finally I can kill people, happy!"

Some people happily use the remote control to play games on the TV.

"Please confirm your teammates."

"Aww—wolf teammates, show your minions!"

Some people dare not fall asleep with the lights on all night.

"Who are you going to kill tonight?"

And some people quietly picked up the murder weapon...

"Just that person, it seems that this person is always upset."

……

"Witch, please open your eyes."

In the darkness, the sleeping witch opened her eyes.

"He (she) is the one who died tonight, do you want to save him?"

The antidote has been used up, how to save?
"Do not use."

"Are you going to use poison?"

Players whose identities cannot be confirmed, who should be poisoned?
"Do not use."

……

"Prophet please open your eyes."

Twelfth floor.

Chu Yiwen was curling up in front of the TV cabinet, listening intently to the system's words stored in his consciousness.

"Who are you trying to identify?"

The TV series lit up without warning.

His skinny fingers slid across the lists on the TV, who should be checked?

He is the prophet who determines the key to winning or losing in the game.

He is also... a coward who never dares to stand out when things happen.

killing game?No, this is obviously a death game!
When Han Zixi said this, everyone thought he was talking nonsense. Only Chu Yiwen knew that it might be true.

No matter how many possibilities there are, he must not reveal his identity and stand on the cusp of being slaughtered by werewolves!

Who is a prophet?

He is the key to victory and defeat, and he is also the first target to be slaughtered by the werewolf!
What's more, no one died on the first night, which means that the witch's antidote has been used up.

He wasn't that stupid, jumping out at this moment and being targeted.

The fingers that moved hesitantly stopped suddenly and landed on a name.

...Yes, just check this person!
"His (her) identity is...a civilian."

Chu Yiwen's eyes widened.

how come?
At this moment, there were soft footsteps in the corridor outside his door.

Chu Yiwen suddenly raised his head and looked towards the door.

Nearly.

closer...

A drop of cold sweat slipped from his forehead.

At this moment, who else can move freely?

Everyone's doors are locked from the outside by the system control, only werewolves can come in and out freely.

The answer, no doubt.

No, no, he didn't reveal his identity, why did the werewolf target him? !

"Tick-tick-tick-"

Chu Yiwen moved to the corner little by little, and hid behind the heavy curtains like stealing a bell.

He waited for a long, long time, but the footsteps outside the door disappeared.

Although it was clear that he didn't hear the sound of footsteps leaving, he still thought to himself: Maybe, maybe the werewolf changed his target halfway?
After all, when the three werewolves act together, there will always be moments of disagreement, and it is right to change the target temporarily...

"Hmm, coward."

The words that exploded in his ears suddenly made Chu Yiwen's legs tremble in fright, and he almost peed his pants.

He closed his eyes tightly and gritted his teeth tightly, as if nothing happened if he didn't witness it with his own eyes.

"Coward, after so many years, you are still so cowardly."

This voice is...

Chu Yiwen suddenly opened his eyes.

In front of him, there was darkness.

The TV had been automatically turned off by the system, and the lights on the ceiling flickered a few times, then went out with a "chick".

The room was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything.

The skin of Chu Yiwen's whole body was tense, his eyeballs were bulging due to excessive intraocular pressure, and he tried hard to see the surrounding environment clearly.

After his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he saw it.

In the swing cradle on the balcony, a person is sitting.

Her hair was very long, almost hanging to the ground, and she was sitting with her back to him, shaking the swing slightly, and humming a light tune.

This song is so familiar yet so strange.

"what!"

Chu Yiwen screamed.

He reacted.

In this game, there is no such player!
　High-energy early warning of murder ahead, please skip it for those with poor psychological endurance.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)