You said you were going to make games, how did you become the richest man without doing anything?

Chapter 626

Wang Lina stood at one side of the hall, her gaze cold but hinting at a hint of dissatisfaction. Her voice wasn't loud, but it was clear enough for everyone to hear: "Why can a single word from Master Wolf overturn everything? And why would Master Wolf suddenly say such a thing?"

Her question was like a sharp knife, cutting through the heavy air.

Zhao Gang raised his head and looked at her calmly: "Wang Lina."

Wang Lina continued, her tone growing increasingly stern, as if forcing everyone to confront the issue. "Master Wolf might have been instructed to lie, and Hua Lu might simply have changed her mind due to an inner struggle." She glanced at the group and continued, "No one knows the truth, yet they can so easily jump to conclusions and decide on someone to execute. This is truly dangerous."

Zhao Gang was silent for a moment, his eyes downcast, his voice low and smooth: "I know, but in the end, we still have to decide who to trust."

He turned his head and looked at Tang Yin: "Tang Yin, what do you think?"

Tang Yin raised his eyes, his gaze unfathomably deep. His voice was low but clear, each word as if carefully considered. "I think Master Wolf is lying."

He paused, a faint sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth, and his tone revealed a certain fearlessness: "To be honest, it doesn't matter who is hanged, right?"

The hall suddenly became quieter, and everyone's eyes were focused on Tang Yin.

He looked calm as he continued, "If I die tonight, it will prove that I am a real snake, and that Zhao Gang and Qian Jin are both human." His gaze swept over Zhao Gang and Qian Jin, his tone filled with a hint of certainty. "Also, one person will be hanged today, which means there will be ten people left tomorrow. Five of them have clear identities, and among them, Madam Chen Xiang revealed her identity herself."

Chen Xiang raised her head slightly, her expression calm, but she did not interrupt.

Tang Yin's gaze shifted again, as if assessing everyone's reactions. "However, it's unlikely that the remaining five people whose identities are unclear will collectively vote for Madam Chen Xiang."

He suddenly paused, his eyes fixed on Qin Yi: "Right, Qin Yi?"

Qin Yi was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "...Well, I won't vote for my mother either."

Tang Yin smiled slightly and continued, "In other words, the five people with clear identities are still the majority, and the human camp's voting advantage will not change."

His voice lowered slightly, but there was a hint of unquestionable sharpness in his tone: "Of course, the premise is that Qin Yi will never betray us. But in the final analysis, it also depends on whether you believe in him."

Qin Yi’s face turned slightly pale, but his voice did not tremble: “I will not betray you.”

Tang Yin nodded, his eyes filled with mixed emotions: "I'll leave it to everyone to judge."

He paused, glanced around, and finally added, "On the other hand, if I don't die tonight, those who don't believe in me will definitely feel a little uneasy."

The hall fell into a brief silence, echoed only by the faint sounds of breathing and the rustling of clothing. Everyone was weighing their thoughts, trying to find loopholes in Tang Yin's words, or perhaps to confirm their trust.

Tang Yin stood in the middle of the hall, his deep gaze sweeping across everyone's face. His voice was steady and calm, "However, if I survive, I will definitely use the protection to verify the identity of the most suspicious of the other five people."

His voice wasn't loud, but it was like a stone dropped into the stagnant hall, sending ripples everywhere. Everyone held their breath, their eyes unconsciously focused on him.

"If we find a wolf, we'll hang that person. If we find a human, we'll have that person join the majority, and then we'll choose one person from the other four to hang." Tang Yin spoke at a leisurely pace, as if stating something he had already made up his mind. His calmness was chilling. "As long as the identity of the human camp continues to become clearer and the majority gradually grows stronger, victory is inevitable."

He paused, his tone sharp and determined, "At the latest, I will wipe out the wolves by the night after tomorrow!"

The atmosphere in the hall grew even more tense because of these words, as if even the air had frozen. Tang Yin raised his eyes and looked around, his gaze as sharp as a knife: "No matter what we do, the current situation is beneficial to humanity. In other words, it doesn't matter who is hanged. However..."

His gaze was fixed on Master Wolf, whose wrinkled face still wore a foolish smile, as if he was completely unaware that he was being pushed towards a cliff.

"I don't know if this old man is truly demented, or if he has malicious intentions. Even if he's human, he shouldn't stay." Tang Yin's voice gradually deepened, his eyes as cold as ice. "Besides, Hua Lu will be killed by the wolf sooner or later, right? After all, real spiders are a threat."

Hualu stood in the corner, head bowed, her clenched hands trembling slightly, but her voice was unusually calm: "...Well, I'm ready."

Tang Yin nodded and continued, "For now, follow my plan. If anything goes wrong, just hang Hua Lu and me. That way, you can finally rest assured, right?"

The hall was dead silent, no one answered. Tang Yin remained unmoved, his voice carrying a hint of chill: "However, if this old man, who cannot take responsibility for his words and actions, remains here, he will only become a source of instability."

He paused, his tone resolute: "So, I suggest hanging him. This is the safest method."

Qin Ming was silent for a moment, then raised his head and said firmly, "...I believe Tang Yin. I thought from the beginning that there was a high possibility that he was a snake."

Qian Jin frowned, his eyes revealing a bit of complexity, but he still nodded: "In short, Hua Lu can't be hanged no matter what."

Chen Xiang sighed softly, her tone gentle but firm: "I follow Qin Ming's opinion."

Gao Zhijie sneered, the wrinkles on his face became deeper, and his eyes were full of doubt: "I don't believe it."

His voice was tinged with sarcasm. "His logic is bound to have many flaws. If we overlook them, we won't be able to hold him accountable."

The air became stagnant again, as if even time had stopped for a moment. Everyone was weighing the pros and cons, everyone was thinking, but Tang Yin's expression remained as calm as water, as if he was waiting for the final decision.

Gao Zhijie's face was gloomy, his wrinkles deep as if they'd been cut by a knife. He raised his head slightly, his gaze icy as he swept over the crowd. His tone was firm and tinged with icy determination, "Rather than trusting him, I choose to trust myself and execute Hua Lu, who voted for Granny Rong."

Hualu's face paled instantly, her lowered eyes concealing her emotions, but her clenched hands trembled slightly. Had the majority structure collapsed so quickly?

Zhao Gang knelt down, his hands pressed to the floor, even pressing his forehead against the cold ground. His voice was pleading, yet incredibly firm: "Please, Uncle Gao, give me your ticket."

There was a dead silence in the hall, and everyone was stunned.

Zhao Gang remained kneeling, his voice filled with earnestness that was difficult to conceal: "Even if you don't trust Tang Yin, then please trust me. Trust me, the one who has lived with you in Wuyin Village for thirty years."

He raised his head, his eyes filled with a stubborn glint, and spoke in a low, yet resounding voice, "As long as you believe me... once I discover that Tang Yin is lying, even if it's contaminated, I will kill Tang Yin and Hua Lu immediately."

Gao Zhijie stared at Zhao Gang, who was kneeling on the ground, his eyes filled with mixed emotions. He was silent for a moment, then sneered, his voice filled with disdain and deep fatigue: "...Zhao Gang, you idiot."

He slowly turned his head, his eyes empty and cold: "I have lost everything, let me go to the underworld with the pollution."

Gao Zhijie suddenly raised his voice, his tone tinged with anger: "Hey, Tang Yin!"

Tang Yin raised his head slightly and looked at him calmly.

Gao Zhijie said coldly: "Since you said that, then be prepared. You are also responsible for the death of Grandma Rong." Tang Yin did not respond, but lowered his eyes indifferently, as if silently accepting the accusation.

——Next, we entered the voting phase.

Master Wolf was the first to speak, his voice hoarse and calm, even with a hint of a foolish smile: "I vote for Tang Yin."

Gao Zhijie followed closely behind him and said in a deep voice, "Master Wolf."

Zhao Gang paused for a moment and whispered, "Master Wolf."

Chen Xiang sighed softly and said calmly, "Master Wolf."

Qian Jin, Qin Ming, Tong Xiaoliang and Qin Yi voted in turn, and all voted for Master Wolf.

Wang Lina hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "...I vote for Tang Yin."

Qin Ming turned his head suddenly, his eyes full of disbelief: "Sister Lina...you mean..."

Wang Lina lowered her head, her voice filled with helplessness and confusion: "I don't know either. Although I don't want to hang Hua Lu, but..."

She raised her head, her eyes filled with complex emotions, and almost questioned, "...It's possible that Master Wolf is just out of dementia and just casually said he was a spider...!"

Her voice trembled slightly, and she was filled with emotion. "Why didn't anyone point this out? Why didn't you, Tang Yin, bring up this possibility?!"

Tang Yin still stood there, his tone chillingly calm: "I told you, it doesn't matter who is hanged."

Wang Lina's voice suddenly rose, even tinged with anger: "Is Xiaome, who doesn't understand voting, the same thing?!"

The air in the hall suddenly stagnated, Wang Lina's questioning echoed in everyone's ears, while Tang Yin's gaze was still as deep as a lake, without any ripples.

Tang Yin stood in the middle of the hall, his eyes cold and his tone sharp as a knife: "If the suspects are consistent, I think sacrificing the elderly is more reasonable than sacrificing children."

The moment he finished speaking, it was like a huge rock hitting a calm lake, stirring up invisible ripples. Wang Lina sighed softly, as if with a hint of mixed emotions, and slowly spoke: "...That's it, it's Hualu's turn."

Hua Lu raised her head, her eyes determined. Although her face was still pale, her voice did not hesitate at all: "I vote for Master Lang."

The voting continued, and next up was Xiao Mei. She lowered her head, her voice weak but clear: "...Master Wolf."

When Tang Yin finally cast his vote, he remained calm: "Master Wolf."

In the end, with seven votes to two, the result was a foregone conclusion.

Gao Zhijie's face was as gloomy as a dark cloud. He said coldly, "Go get the rope."

But Master Wolf suddenly spoke at this moment, his voice hoarse and pleading: "I need some time..."

"Shut up!" Gao Zhijie interrupted abruptly, his voice tinged with anger. He suddenly stepped forward and punched Master Lang in the face, knocking him to the ground.

Everyone was shocked. Qin Yi subconsciously took a half step back. Wang Lina covered her mouth, her eyes full of astonishment.

Gao Zhijie took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, and growled, "I'm going to hang him, you guys go back."

After saying that, he quickly tied up Mr. Wolf with his hands and feet. With quick and decisive movements, he dragged the man's body and walked towards the depths of the thick fog without looking back.

Zhao Gang was stunned for a moment, then chased after him: "Old man, what's going on!"

"Uncle Gao!" Tang Yin also rushed out.

Qin Yi followed closely behind, his voice filled with anxiety: "What's going on?"

When Tang Yin ran to the door of the assembly hall, he could only see Zhao Gang's back gradually being swallowed by the thick fog.

"Tang Yin, don't come over here!" Zhao Gang's voice came from the fog, with a hint of suppressed anxiety, "I don't know what happened, but your safety is the most important thing right now. If anything happens to you, it will be troublesome!"

What if... Tang Yin's heart sank slightly. He suddenly remembered that the last time Mr. Wolf was executed, there had also been an inexplicable murder.

"Zhao Gang!" Tang Yin shouted, "You can't go!"

His voice suddenly rose, revealing a kind of anxiety that was difficult to conceal: "For the success of the banquet, you are indispensable!!"

But there was no response in the thick fog, even the sound of footsteps disappeared.

Tang Yin stood there in shock, his eyes grim but concealing a deep sense of unease. After a moment, he sighed softly and returned to the cafeteria with Qin Yi.

Thirty minutes later, the cafeteria door was pushed open, and Zhao Gang and Gao Zhijie appeared at the door. Zhao Gang's face was calm, as if nothing unusual had happened, while Gao Zhijie's face remained stern.

Qin Ming spoke first, his tone full of inquiry: "...Master Wolf..."

Gao Zhijie spat out three words coldly: "Hanged."

Zhao Gang stood aside, lowering his head in thought for a while, and then slowly said: "...I didn't see it either, but Mr. Gao shouldn't have missed it."

The hall was silent as everyone looked at each other, seemingly digesting the result silently.

In short, today's banquet ended like this.

Tang Yin stood in the corner, his eyes deep, his fingers tapping lightly on the table. He knew he was only one step away from victory.

But Tang Yin could be sure that this was a very difficult step.

(End of this chapter)