After several rounds of voting, four people died, and six people remained, and everyone was in danger. Another traitor knew that the traitors were alert to each other. The traitors were more and more vigilant between the traitors, and no one could be sure whether the other party was a traitor.

This hour is almost the same as the previous hour, and the remaining few people kept a distance and were vigilant, collecting evidence.

"Tip: Please ask all plunderers to gather in the playground within an hour. Those who fail to reach the time limit will die!"

An hour passed quickly, and everyone returned to the playground, with their faces not very good-looking, and it seemed that they had no major gains.

Now everyone's chance of being cast is as high as one in six, and the mortality rate is already quite high. If you are not careful, you may die.

The discussion time began, and the girl No. 8, who seemed to be weak, spoke first and said straight: "Tell me what clues you have obtained in this one hour."

Everyone fell into silence, obviously not getting any useful clues. The girl No. 8 couldn't help but wonder: "This school is so big, it's been a few hours. I've found all the places I should find. How could there be no clues?"

"Maybe some things that we ignore are clues." The girl with a buzz cutter number 2 suddenly spoke, her voice was different from that of ordinary girls, and she was quite hoarse.

"It's not impossible." The girl No. 8 touched her chin, "But by this calculation, every grass and tree in the school may become a clue, so it is impossible for us to find the so-called clue in a short period of time."

"The biggest problem at present is not the clue, but who is the most suspicious." No. 9 interjected, "Now we only have 6 people left, and the chance of throwing traitors is one in six."

"Who do you think is the most suspicious now?" The girl No. 2 asked back as she looked at him.

No. 9 pondered for a moment, glanced around everyone's faces, and then pointed to No. 10, who had never spoken, "I think for now, she is the most suspicious. She has never said a word from beginning to end, and looks like she is out of the way, just to hide herself."

No. 10 is a pretty girl, her clothes are quite simple, giving people the feeling of being very clean and a fresh feeling.

After hearing No. 8's doubts, she quickly pointed to her throat and mouth, shook her head, indicating that she could only squeeze a little sound from her throat.

Everyone did not expect that she was a mute, so it made sense that she had never said a word from beginning to end. But everyone could not determine whether she was a mute or a fake mute for the time being, and they all silently left a single mind.

"Tip: The discussion ends and the voting begins!"

No results were found in the discussion, and it was purely based on the impression that everyone left on everyone before. Who is the one who is the most suspicious of will be immediately clear.

“Tip: Voting ends!”

No. 7 - Two votes!

No. 10 - One vote!

No. 2 - One vote!

No. 8 - One vote!

No. 9 - One vote!

The result of this voting was unprecedentedly scattered. Obviously, everyone had their own doubts. No. 7 was voted out by just one vote.

Mo Fan is the only one who has no vote. This is not a good thing for him. He would rather someone vote for him, at least to make him safer in the next round.

These people are almost the same mentality now. The less suspicious they are, the more they make everyone feel suspicious. He, who is completely unquestionable, is definitely the target of everyone's focus on observation.

"How could it be me? How could you vote for me? I won't be a traitor? Why did you vote for me?" No. 7, with sparse hair, looked pale.

He was suspected before, but finally took it away, but was thrown out for no reason. He was mentally prepared and looked disbelief.

Even if No. 7 is not convinced, the ending will still be unchanged. In the shrill wail, his aunt was burned to ashes in the blink of an eye.

"Tip: Voting error, No. 7's true identity is the raider!"

It was wrong again. Everyone, who was still looking forward to it, had a little disappointment and fear on their faces. In the next round, the chance of death is as high as one in five!

Each of these plunderers is a man of the best, regardless of IQ or strength, and the challenge of the higher level is nothing to the people in front of you.

No matter who it is, I don’t want to die in this ghost place so much. Then, I’m afraid someone will use some tricks in this round.

As Mo Fan guessed, he was searching in the library alone. The man No. 9 came to find him swagger, and in order to show his sincerity, he deliberately distanced him a distance.

"You have something to do?" Mo Fan looked at the other party quietly.

"I want to cooperate with you." No. 9 went straight to the point.

"What kind of cooperation method?" Mo Fan plucked his messy hair, revealing his black and white eyes.

"In the next round, we will vote for the same person, and the other few people will only have 3 votes in total. It is impossible to vote for one of us." No. 9 smiled and showed a big white teeth. "In other words, as long as you agree, we will definitely be able to survive the next round. In the next few rounds, as long as we both vote for the same predator, we will definitely survive to the end."

"It sounds pretty good." Mo Fan nodded, "But what if you are a traitor?"

"Even if I am a traitor, you won't suffer any loss." No. 9 spread his hands.

"Then the question is." Mo Fan smiled, "They probably aren't that stupid either. What if the three of them cooperate and join us together?"

"You can rest assured." No. 9 is confident, "Before I came, I had already agreed with No. 10 that now the three of us will be the other two.

Even if the other two go to find her, she will only pretend to agree. At that time, the same person who will vote with us will definitely be."

"Okay, then I agree." Mo Fan looked at the other party for a while, then nodded.

...

A new round of voting is about to begin, and the remaining five people gathered in the playground to start a new round of discussion.

"Have you found anything? Everyone." No. 9 looked around and spoke first.

Everyone fell silent again, and waited on the 9th and continued to ask, "Who do you think is the most suspicious now?"

Everyone was still silent, and each person's eyes were flashing with strange brilliance, and the atmosphere was strange and a bit unusual, as if they were thinking about extremely important issues, or... they had their own ulterior motives!

Everyone has their own ideas, but everyone dares not act rashly, or dares to make decisions casually. A subtle decision now involves life and cannot tolerate any carelessness.
Chapter completed!