"Then... vote." After reading the document in his hand that he didn't know why he didn't care, Che Wuchen spoke directly.

After a brief silence, the second Lance, No. 2, Jack, No. 4, Dark Water (turned into Shadow Iron), No. 7, Uncle Xue, No. 10, Solid, No. 12, and No. 5, Che Wuchen himself, totaled seven people, and soon put their right hands on the table.

After a few seconds, the No. 8, who had no sense of existence, also put his right hand up.

"Is anyone else going to join?" Lance glanced at everyone and asked in a rather casual tone.

"Well... please wait a moment."

Unexpectedly, someone actually responded, and that person was Meng Jiehan, No. 3.

"Let me count the divination." Meng Jiehan said, and took out an octagonal compass from his pocket and placed it in front of him, then began to chant the mantra.

The people at this table watched him tinkering there for a long time, and finally...

"I have it!" Meng Jiehan seemed to have reached a definite conclusion. He quickly put away his "magic weapon", put his right hand on the table, and said, "I am guilty."

Seeing this, Lance immediately smiled at him and said, "Brother, since you make decisions in this way, why didn't you play like this in the previous few rounds of voting... and have to wait until now?"

"Of course it's out of consideration for one's own safety." Meng Weihan replied in a tone of course.

"Oh..." Lance said, "that is, you waited until more than half of the people expressed their opinions, and these people did not encounter any unexpected problems within the round after they made their opinions before taking action?"

"Not necessarily." Meng Weihan replied, "because what I want to follow in the end is the hexagram, not the simple herd mentality."

"Oh?" Hearing this, Fang Xiangqi of No. 10 suddenly interrupted, "You seem to be quite confident in fortune-telling."

"Children, please be polite to adults. Do you know that if you want to call your brother or uncle? You can't say 'you'." Meng Weihan responded.

"You can help me tell you a fortune, and I will call you another name." Fang Xiangqi continued.

"Ha!" Meng Jiehan smiled, "Little Devil..." As he spoke, he had already stood up, poked out his hand, dipped his fingers a few drops of nosebleeds dripping on the table not long ago, and then took out a piece of yellow paper from his top pocket, smeared some of the blood on it, and then took out a lighter to put a little bit of the yellow paper and threw it away.

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As soon as Meng Jiehan threw the yellow paper out, the paper burned out in an instant in the air and a small ball of blue smoke burst out.

If you look closely, you will find that the smoke condensed into an image of some kind of strange beast at an extreme moment, and then disappeared.

"This..." Meng Jiehan's gaze stopped at the place where the smoke was dispersed for a few seconds, and then frowned and said, "Little boy... your life is in harmony with the three elements of "God", "Alien Beast", and "Evil Man", which is a very vicious and evil appearance. In my opinion... you'd better commit suicide as soon as possible and escape from the sea of ​​suffering..."

"Hahahaha..." Before he finished speaking, Li Xiaofan, who was sitting in position 11, laughed out loud, "Okay! OK... Brother, you can do it, I believe it anyway!"

Perhaps it was the unique intuition of the time traveler that made Li Xiaofan notice something. He felt in his heart that this fortune teller was not lying, and that he was really capable. Therefore, before his smile disappeared, Li Xiaofan placed his right hand on the table.

"Hmph... the stinky Taoist priest has good eyesight." A few seconds later, Fang Xiangqi also gave such an evaluation, "Then I believe you again." After that, he also put his hands on and followed up with "sincere". As for his name for Meng Qihan, he did change from "you" to "stinky Taoist priest".

At this point, only No. 1 and No. 13 among the people in this table have not voted yet.

The reason why Suga did not vote was: as a gambler, he would not act rashly without finding a tangible "betting basis" until he had found a real "betting basis", no matter how pressure he was under, no matter how people around him guided or incited him.

Juror No. 1, the "imitator" Sui Bian who pretended to be Yan Wushang, had a very clear reason for not being able to vote.

Before his accomplices sneak into the bookstore and meet him, he must delay the "trial" here, because he also does not know how the thirteen people present will be arranged after the trial.

Dingling dingling

At this moment when the atmosphere was quite subtle, the old-fashioned phone on the table... rang again.

The dark water, who turned into Shadow, naturally moved the phone from Che Wuchen to himself and picked it up.

He didn't say "Hey?" or "Hello", but just picked up the receiver and listened silently without saying a word.

"No. 13." After a moment, he suddenly looked at Suo and said, "'He's saying he wants to have a bet with you."

"Oh?" Hearing the word "bet", Suo immediately smiled, "What are you betting on?"

"The information about the bet is in your i-pen. The password for unlocking the screen is the password of the safe you used to hide your life savings." Dark Water replied.

Suga's smile came and went quickly. As soon as he heard this, he deliberately put on a suspicious face: "Hey... what kind of routine is this? Want to impersonate my password?"

There was no problem with his thinking. It was impossible to rule out that the person on the other end of the phone clearly did not know his password but used this to fool him into entering the password himself.

"'He's said, 'I knew you would answer this long ago, so let me mention it..." Mianshui continued, "'He's very clear that your money is hidden in the shrine in Hanyu-cho. The specific location is in an underground secret room directly below the donation box; just in case, you also set up a fake safe in this secret room, where 40% of the cash and half of the authenticity and fake jewelry and antiques are placed, and the real safe is located in this secret room..."

"It's OK!" Suzu quickly stopped the other party, "I understand what 'he' means!"

Not only Suzu understands it, but most of the people here also instantly understood that the person on the other end of the phone actually wanted to say, "If I want to steal your money, it will be the same if I have a password."

After a few seconds, Shin-chan secretly unlocked the i-pen in his hand with a six-digit password, and then opened the document in the most conspicuous position.

After watching for about a minute, he put down his i-pen, then, with an amused expression on his face, glanced at the other twelve people, and then said, "Well... hell, I'll just say it..." I don't know what's so funny, so I made Suzu laugh while saying it, "What he wants to bet with me is that if the thirteen people here suddenly start a melee, who will survive if only one of them can survive in the end?"
Chapter completed!