COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

"The game continues."

On the third night, there were five players left.

They may or may not know each other's identities.

After all, everyone is pretending.

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

The five closed their eyes.

"Wolfman, please open your eyes."

Cohen opened his eyes.

The expressions on the faces of the five people who have been out are different.

"Werewolves, please kill."

The five looked forward to watching a good show.

Cohen thought for a moment and chose one of them.

The five showed satisfied smiles.

"Wolfman, please close your eyes."

"Prophet please open your eyes."

The newly-exited Laphroaig looked at the scene where no one opened his eyes and showed a mocking expression.

And Scotland, who knew Chianti's identity, also showed a complicated expression.

No wonder no prophets came out to say who they were...

It turned out to be out...

Just don't know when it's out.

"Who are you testing tonight? His identity is... Prophet, please close your eyes."

"Witch, please open your eyes."

Gin opened his eyes.

Scotland could hardly hold back the expression on his face.

No wonder the witch didn't save a single person, so it was Jinjiu who took the witch identity.

"He died tonight, do you want to save him?"

The silver-haired man frowned as he looked at the boy who was said to have been killed.

Even hearing the words of the opponent being killed in the game will still make Gin produce a suppressed irritability and anger.

So he nodded grimly.

"Witch, please close your eyes."

"It's dawn, last night was Christmas Eve." The orange-haired figure announced.

No one died, so it was Christmas Eve.

"What, no one kills me until the game is almost over? Or... did someone meddle in their business and save me?" The boy opened his eyes, looking frustrated.

"Heaven Comes"

Nosy Gin: ...heh.

The five players who knew the truth: Well, Jinjiu didn't save anyone, as if there was no antidote at all, but finally saved people, and they were told to meddle in their own business. Mr Witch.

"Player 1, please speak."

The black-haired, kite-eyed boy blinked, looking tired.

"I don't need to tell you, everyone knows who to vote for, right? We are smart people~" he chuckled.

"Player 3, please speak."

Gin glanced at Cohen and closed his eyes.

"Player 8, please speak."

Cohen's eyes under the goggles couldn't see emotions, he still didn't say a word, and he even looked a little dull.

"Player 9, please speak."

"The result is obvious," Calvados said.

"Player 10, please speak."

Vodka fell silent.

You are not really smart!

Forget it, just follow the big brother and Kao to vote.

"Please vote."

All but Cohen voted No. 8.

Cohen voted one.

"No. 8 is out, the game is over, congratulations to everyone who wins." The orange-haired figure announced.

Everyone opened the ID card in front of them.

"What, as a prophet, he died so quickly, Bourbon, hahahahahahaha." Wei Que suddenly laughed out loud.

First bourbon out:…

Sure enough, Chianti is a werewolf, huh.

"Gin, why did you poison me on the first night?!" Chianti asked.

The silver-haired man glanced at her, as if to say, does this need an explanation?

Chianti: So angry! Bourbon is nasty, Belmod is nasty, and gin is nasty! Bunch of nasty guys!

"Laphroaig, being a good guy, ends up trying to help the bad guys, and he wants to let his teammates be thrown out. It's really bad." Tsushima Shuji looked shivering in fear.

"Isn't it boring to play games according to the rules?" said the red-haired man leaning back on the chair and wearing headphones in one ear.

"Well, that's what I said~" Tsushima Shuji nodded in agreement.

"I was thinking that if Cohen killed me on the last night, I would take him away."

"It's a pity." He held the hunter's ID card between his index and middle fingers, and said with great regret.

"I even thought about the lines~ [Can't think of it? I'm a hunter, the game is over.] It didn't work at all." He clapped his cheeks and complained.

The rest nodded without a trace.

This line is good, maybe they can use it when they get the hunter card, so write it down and write it down.

"Do you want to start the second game?" Tsushima Shuji asked with a wink.

"let's start."

"I agree."

"I'm going to be serious next time."

Everyone said that they would do it again.

Werewolf killing is pretty fun.

Even if you're out of the game, it's fun to watch other people mess up the water and change their goals.

"Very good, then let's start the second one." Tsushima Shuji clapped his hands.

Withdrew the ID card, turned his back to the crowd, disrupted the card, and put it back on the table.

"Let's start touching in the order in which you just died~" Tsushima Shuji smiled brightly.

After all, it was too easy for the members to keep track of cards.

Only come without rules.

So Bourbon got the treatment of being the first to draw the cards.

His expression is not happy to reach out and draw cards.

"As for the last of us... let's play guessing!" Shuji Tsushima suggested with Gin, Calvados and Vodka.

"You go first." Jin Jiu seemed too lazy to participate in such childish tricks.

"Yeah, Kao, you go first, we don't mind." Vodka rubbed the back of his head.

"It's better to guess the boxing." Calvados waved his hand to give up.

"A bunch of boring adults..." The boy sighed deeply.

They didn't force them to guess their fists, and drew a card on their own.

Then came gin, vodka, and calvados.

The order of players remains the same, the position remains the same, but the identity changes.

"Games start."

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

Everyone closed their eyes.

"Wolfman, please open your eyes."

The three figures opened their eyes.

"Werewolves please confirm each other's identities."

The black-haired boy, the blond man, and the silver-haired man looked at each other.

The corners of his mouth rose, revealing a similar smile.

"Werewolves, please kill."

Tsushima Shuji pointed to a figure without hesitation.

The accused Bourbon was stunned for a moment.

Does this start killing teammates? Just started the game.

Tsushima Shuji blinked.

Bourbon pointed to himself hesitantly.

Tsushima Shuji nodded.

"Werewolves please unify opinions."

Tsushima Shuji, Gin pointed to Bourbon, and Bourbon pointed to himself.

Forget it, let's listen to Kao.

It was useless to refuse, the Gin guy was clearly with Kaa.

"Wolfman, please close your eyes."

The three closed their eyes.

"Prophet please open your eyes."

Chianti opened his eyes.

"Who are you testing tonight?"

Chianti pointed to Gin without hesitation.

The gin poisoned her to death.

"His identity is..." The orange-haired figure pointed his thumb down.

Chianti gave a nervous smile.

"Prophets, please close your eyes."

She closed her eyes with a smile.

"Witch, please open your eyes."

The dark-haired, blue-eyed man opened his eyes.

"He died tonight, do you want to save him?"

Witch Scotland looked at the person pointed by the orange-haired figure ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and fell silent.

zero…

Why are you the first to be killed again?

Could it be that Chianti is a werewolf again?

never mind.

After thinking about his friend's previous experience of dying at the start, Scotland still chose to save him.

Otherwise, it would be too miserable to be the first to be eliminated twice in a row.

"Witch, please close your eyes."

"Its daybreak."

"Last night was Christmas Eve."

Bourbon, who thought he would be out, blinked.

He glanced at Tsushima Shuji, and the boy gave him a very well-behaved smile.

Bourbon looked at the other seven good people, lost in thought.

Among this group of people, they will save him after they get the witch identity...

It's only Scotland anyway.

When he thought that his friend saved him, but he, as a werewolf, wanted to kill him, Bourbon...

Couldn't stop laughing.

Didn't Scotland, who was a werewolf last, also kill himself? This is retribution!

And, it turns out that Kaa was trying to trick the witch into using the antidote.

This time, the witch will not be able to save others.

but…

What if it wasn't Scotland who got the witch status?

If no one saves you, you will really be out of the game.

Could this be why Kaa chose to cut me over himself and the gin?

really…

Bourbon gritted his teeth.

Kaa this kid is not a good thing.

little bastard-! !

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The last bourbon: When I became a werewolf, the first one was gin or khal.

This one's bourbon: Gin and Kao are actually teammates.

PS: I really want to open a new article, but I may not be able to resist double-opening, but I really want to write ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah