Dead Soul Island: The scheming childhood sweetheart seduces the aloof beauty

Zhao Wei frowned deeply. Before Jiang Lin could even explain, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead from nervousness. Who could have imagined that in a 10-player game, his werewolf teammate would be blind-targeted right from the start!

Zhang Xu'an and Lin Zhi put Jiang Lin in the spotlight. Although the first round was to tie him up and not execute him, once the seed of suspicion was planted, it would not be so easy to get rid of the suspicion.

Compared to the flustered Zhao Wei, Ji Xingyi was much calmer, which showed his trust in Jiang Lin. He knew very well how outstanding his childhood friend was.

Jiang Lin remained calm and composed, saying, "Indeed, only the two of us knew that Song Nuan had night vision goggles, but is it possible that Song Nuan herself exposed the goggles in the Crimson Night and was discovered by the ghost? Attacking me based on this alone is useless!"

Zhang Xu'an's eyes never left Jiang Lin's body; he was continuously observing Jiang Lin's body language and reactions. Zhang Xu'an had several years of experience playing Werewolf in person, accumulating considerable skill in the game. However, faced with Lin Zhi's questioning, Jiang Lin reacted exceptionally well, even smiling in front of everyone. Zhang Xu'an couldn't find any fault with her.

Normally, at this point, suspicions about Jiang Lin should have lessened, but for some reason, Zhang Xu'an remained uneasy.

Lin Zhi pursed her lips: "Even if you say that, you're still in the Wolf Pit! I'm not a ghost, and you still need to protect Number 7, so it's just you!"

"Hehe..." Jiang Lin chuckled softly, looking down: "The so-called 379 Wolf Pit at No. 8 is completely unfounded!"

"Who can prove that the ghost was transformed from the incense table?" Jiang Lin's gaze swept over them one by one, and the rest of them remained silent.

Jiang Lin: "Only Number 8 saw the ghost transform at the incense table. He could easily lie! Do you remember? Number 8 deliberately let me speak first. He was gathering information to make sure that no one saw the location of the possessed person's transformation before he dared to fabricate this information!"

Zhang Xu'an adjusted his glasses. He had already guessed that Jiang Lin would use this to attack him, so he was prepared and calmly replied, "If I were a ghost, why would I reveal this information and put myself in the spotlight? I would rather hide. If I were a ghost, who among you could catch me?"

Zhang Xu'an's words were quite arrogant. It would be a miracle if those three idiots from 147 could catch him!

A flicker of excitement flashed in Jiang Lin's eyes. A werewolf game isn't fun if it's all idiots. He raised his eyes and scoffed, "Also, the information about the absence of smoke was given by player number 3. Since you have player number 3 in your wolf pack, why do you still believe player number 3's testimony? Don't you think it's contradictory?"

"Yeah, does she mean there's no cigarettes? Why do you believe her? And she called me a wolf, that's hilarious! Oh, I know, this number 3 deliberately killed number 2 and then put on an act in front of us! Number 38 is in cahoots!" Number 7, Tan Yu, felt the mockery in Zhang Xu'an's eyes and, feeling insulted, immediately supported Jiang Lin's point of view.

Hearing this, Lin Zhi bit her lip until it turned white, stubbornly raising her pear-blossom-like face, her eyes filled with tears as she accused, "Jiang Lin, I could never kill Nuan Nuan! We've known each other for fifteen years, and we made a promise that whoever gets married in the future, the other will be her bridesmaid! Our children will also grow up together and become best friends! I can die myself, but I would never kill her!"

Knowing Jiang Lin's trump card, Ji Xingyi was naturally unmoved by the girl's heartfelt words, but the others might be different.

Lin Zhi's expression was so real, it was like a "face-to-face" moment, as they would be described in the game of Werewolf.

"It shouldn't be acting... right?" Lu Xiaohu's face was contorted with worry.

“I…I also believe in number 3,” Xu Lina said, raising her hand tremblingly.

Zhao Wei's lips twitched slightly upon seeing this. They were a couple, and Zhao Wei knew Xu Lina's personality well; she would blush if he asked her to lie. That's why he hadn't told Xu Lina he was the ghost at the start of the game, fearing she would reveal his identity. Little did he know that his good intentions had backfired.

Everyone looked at Jiang Lin again, because once it was confirmed that Number 3 was a good person, Number 9, whom Number 3 identified, was most likely the ghost!

"Has everyone forgotten that there's a third identity in this game—the Ghost Servant!" Jiang Lin raised his hand to applaud Lin Zhi's performance, a hint of sarcasm in his upturned lips: "Her sadness and grief are genuine, because she doesn't know who her two older brothers are, nor can she decide who the ghost will kill! That's why Number 2's death is so devastating for her!"

“That seems to make sense,” Wang Weiwen, number 1, nodded. “If number 3 is a ghost servant, she certainly didn’t kill number 2, but if a ghost servant wants to win, she must help the possessed person, so she lied. According to the rules, that’s how it should be played, right?”

Jiang Lin's remarks disrupted the situation once again.

Ji Xingyi's cold laugh came: "There's something I find strange. Number 3, you said the ghost saw you but didn't kill you, instead turning around to kill Number 2. Why didn't it kill you? I've met Number 2; he's a complete newbie, very easy to fool. If I were the ghost, I would prioritize killing smart people. Wouldn't it be better to keep Number 2 around to raise pigs?"

Number 7, Tan Yu, acted like a lackey: "Yeah, I think number 3 is just a servant!"

Lin Zhi's eyes reddened with anger. She couldn't explain it because she wasn't a ghost and had no idea what a ghost was thinking.

The atmosphere once again fell into an awkward stalemate. Zhang Xu'an sensed the shift in the situation, and for the first time, a crack appeared in his expression. His gaze towards Jiang Lin was no longer so arrogant, but contained a hint of anger.

"Then... if there's smoke, who's the ghost who killed someone last night?" Lu Xiaohu's eyes cautiously darted back and forth between No. 8 and No. 9. Although he couldn't tell which of the two was the ghost, he was sure one of them was bad!

Ji Xingyi: "If it's a crow, it can fly upwards after killing someone, pass through the embroidered tower, and fly to the right, which is the maid's room. Number 1 can be this crow, and Number 8 is its teammate! So it's the format of 18 double wolves and 3 servants."

Number 1, caught off guard by the suspicion, panicked and exclaimed, "How come it's me? I'm not a ghost!"

Ji Xingyi: "If the teammate of number 8 is the Rewind Ghost, since no one knows the true location of the Ghost's transformation, the Rewind Ghost's skill is to return to the position before the Crimson ends the moment it ends, so 145679, including myself, are also suspects."

Xu Lina was stunned by Ji Xingyi and Jiang Lin's barrage of words, staring wide-eyed and at a loss: "So all our analysis was just nonsense?"

With the countdown about to end, Zhao Wei's eyes hardened, and he stepped forward to campaign for Jiang Lin: "I think number 9 makes sense, number 7 doesn't seem like a ghost, and this number 8 is just relying on being an expert to mislead us! I vote for number 8!"

[System notification: Countdown has ended, nominations will begin! 10 seconds left!]

All sounds disappeared from Jiang Lin's ears; during the voting period, players were unable to communicate.

3—--10

8—--5679

9—--48

Abstentions: 13.

[System notification: Nominees are 3, 8, and 9.]