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#626 - Chapter 626

Wang Lina stood on one side of the hall, her gaze cold but with a hint of suppressed dissatisfaction. Her voice wasn't loud, but it was clear enough for everyone to hear: "Why can everything be overturned based solely on Grandpa Wolf's words? And why would Grandpa Wolf suddenly say something like that?"

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

Zhao Gang raised his head, his gaze steady as he looked at her: "Wang Lina."

Wang Lina didn't stop, her tone becoming even colder, as if forcing everyone to face the issue: "Grandpa Wolf might be lying under someone's instruction, and Hualu might just be struggling internally and changing her mind." She glanced at everyone and continued, "No one knows what the truth is, yet you can casually draw conclusions and decide who to execute. Doing this is too dangerous."

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

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

Tang Yin raised his eyes, his gaze so deep that it was impossible to fathom. His voice was low but clear, each word seeming to have been carefully considered: "I think Grandpa Wolf is lying."

He paused, the corners of his mouth slightly curving into a faint, cold smile, his tone revealing a kind of fearlessness: "To be honest, it doesn't matter who is hanged, right?"

The hall became even quieter in an instant, everyone's eyes focused on Tang Yin.

He looked calm and continued, "If I die tonight, it will prove that I am the real Snake, and it will also prove that Zhao Gang and Qian Jin are humans." His gaze swept over Zhao Gang and Qian Jin, his tone with a hint of certainty, "Moreover, one person will be hanged today, which means there will be ten people left tomorrow. The identities of five people are clear, and Mrs. Chen Xiang's identity was self-reported."

Chen Xiang slightly raised her head, her expression calm, but she didn't interrupt.

Tang Yin's gaze moved again, as if scrutinizing everyone's reaction: "However, the remaining five people with unclear identities shouldn't be able to concentrate their votes on Mrs. Chen Xiang."

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

Qin Yi was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "...Yes, I won't vote for Mom either."

Tang Yin smiled slightly and continued: "That is to say, the five people with clear identities are still the majority. The voting advantage of the human camp will not change."

His voice lowered slightly, but his tone revealed an undeniable sharpness: "Of course, the premise is that Qin Yi will never betray us. But in the end, it still depends on whether you believe him or not."

Qin Yi's face was slightly pale, but his voice didn't tremble: "I won't betray you."

Tang Yin nodded, his eyes with a hint of complex emotions: "That's up 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 me will definitely feel uneasy, right?"

The hall fell into a brief silence, only the faint sound of breathing and the subtle sound of clothing rubbing echoed.

Everyone was weighing their options, trying to find loopholes in Tang Yin's words, or to confirm their trust.

Tang Yin stood in the center of the hall, his deep gaze sweeping across everyone's faces, his voice steady and calm: "However, if I survive, I will definitely use the protection to check the identity of the most suspicious person among the other five."

His voice wasn't loud, but it was like a stone thrown into a stagnant pool of water, causing ripples. Everyone held their breath, their eyes unconsciously focused on him.

"If I find a wolf, I'll hang that person; if I find a human, I'll let that person join the majority, and then choose one person from the other four to hang." Tang Yin's speed was unhurried, as if stating something he had already planned, so calm that it was chilling, "As long as the identities of the human camp are constantly clarified, and the majority gradually strengthens, then victory is inevitable."

He paused, his tone with a hint of sharp certainty: "At the latest, I will wipe out all the wolves the day after tomorrow!"

The atmosphere in the hall became even more tense because of this sentence, as if even the air had solidified. Tang Yin raised his eyes and looked around, his eyes sharp as knives: "No matter what, the current situation is favorable to humans, which means it doesn't matter who is hanged. But..."

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

"This old man, who may or may not be truly senile, and may or may not be harboring malicious intentions, shouldn't be left alive even if he is human." Tang Yin's voice gradually lowered, his eyes like ice, "Moreover, Hualu will be killed by the wolves sooner or later, right? After all, the real Spider is ultimately a threat."

Hualu stood in the corner, her head lowered, her clenched hands trembling slightly, but her voice was unusually calm: "...Yes, I'm prepared."

Tang Yin nodded and continued, "Follow my lead for now. If something goes wrong, just hang me and Hualu, and that should put you at ease, right?"

The hall was silent, no one answered. Tang Yin remained unmoved, his voice with a hint of coldness: "However, this old man who cannot be held responsible for his words and actions will only become an unsettling element if he stays."

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, his tone firm: "...I believe Tang Yin. I thought from the beginning that he was highly likely to be the Snake."

Qian Jin frowned, his eyes showing some complexity, but he still nodded: "In any case, Hualu must not be hanged."

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

Gao Zhijie sneered, the wrinkles on his face appearing even deeper, his eyes full of suspicion: "I don't believe it."

His voice was sarcastic: "His logic must have many loopholes. Once we ignore them, we can't make him take responsibility for it."

The air froze again, as if even time had stopped for a moment. Everyone was weighing their options, everyone was thinking, while Tang Yin's expression remained as calm as water, as if waiting for the final verdict.

Gao Zhijie's face was gloomy, his wrinkles as deep as if carved with a knife. He raised his head slightly, his gaze coldly sweeping across everyone, his tone firm and with a hint of icy determination: "Rather than believing him, I choose to believe myself and execute Hualu, who voted for Granny Rong."

Hualu's face turned pale in an instant, her lowered eyes concealing her emotions, but her clenched hands trembled slightly. Was the majority faction collapsing so quickly?

Zhao Gang suddenly knelt down, his hands pressed against the floor, even his forehead pressed tightly against the cold ground. His voice was pleading, but extremely firm: "Please, Uncle Gao, give me your vote."

The hall was silent, everyone stunned.

Zhao Gang remained kneeling, his voice with an undisguised plea: "Even if you don't trust Tang Yin, then please trust me, trust me, who has lived with you in Misty Hidden Village for thirty years."

He raised his head, his eyes full of a stubborn light, his voice low but resounding: "As long as you believe me... once I find out that Tang Yin is lying, even if I am corrupted, I will immediately kill Tang Yin and Hualu."

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

He slowly turned his head, his eyes empty and indifferent: "I have already lost everything, so let me go to the Yellow Springs with corruption."

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

Tang Yin raised his head slightly, his gaze calmly looking at him.

Gao Zhijie said coldly: "Since you said those words, then be prepared. You are also responsible for Granny Rong's death."

Tang Yin didn't respond, just lowered his eyes indifferently, as if silently accepting the accusation.

--Next, the voting began.

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

Gao Zhijie followed closely, he said in a deep voice: "Grandpa Wolf."

Zhao Gang paused for a moment, and also said in a low voice: "Grandpa Wolf."

Chen Xiang sighed softly, her tone calm: "Grandpa Wolf."

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

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

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

Wang Lina lowered her head, her voice with a trace of helplessness and entanglement: "I don't know either, although I don't want to hang Hualu, but..."

She raised her head, her eyes with complex emotions, almost questioning: "...Grandpa Wolf may just be talking nonsense because of senility, saying that he is the Spider...!"

Her voice trembled slightly, her emotions agitated: "Why hasn't anyone pointed this out!? Why didn't you, Tang Yin, bring up this possibility!?"

Tang Yin still stood in place, his tone chillingly calm: "I said, it doesn't matter who is hanged."

Wang Lina's voice suddenly rose, even with a bit of anger: "Isn't the little sheep who doesn't understand voting the same!?"

The air in the hall suddenly froze, Wang Lina's question echoed in everyone's ears, while Tang Yin's eyes were still as deep as a lake, without ripples.

Tang Yin stood in the center of the hall, his gaze cold, his tone as sharp as a knife: "If the suspicion is the same, I think it's more reasonable to sacrifice the elderly than to sacrifice children."

The moment he said this, it was like a boulder smashing into a calm lake, setting off invisible ripples. Wang Lina sighed softly, seemingly with a trace of complex emotions, and slowly opened her mouth: "...Let's do it this way, it's Hualu's turn."

Hualu raised her head, her eyes firm, although her face was still pale, but her voice didn't have any hesitation: "I vote for Grandpa Wolf."

The voting continued, next was Little Sheep. She lowered her head, her voice weak but clear: "...Grandpa Wolf."

When Tang Yin voted last, he was still as calm as water: "Grandpa Wolf."

In the end, with seven votes against two votes, the result was set.

Gao Zhijie's face was as gloomy as dark clouds pressing down, he said coldly: "Get the rope."

Grandpa Wolf suddenly spoke at this moment, his tone hoarse with a bit of pleading: "I need some time..."

"Shut up!" Gao Zhijie interrupted abruptly, his voice mixed with anger. He suddenly took a step forward and punched Grandpa Wolf hard in the face, knocking him to the ground.

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

Gao Zhijie took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, and roared: "I'll hang him, you go back."

After speaking, he quickly tied Grandpa Wolf up, his movements swift and neat, dragging the other party'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: "Uncle, what's going on!"

"Uncle Gao!" Tang Yin also rushed out.

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

When Tang Yin ran to the entrance 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!" Zhao Gang's voice came from the fog, with a trace of suppressed anxiety, "I don't know what happened, but your safety is the most important thing now. It would be troublesome if something happened to you!"

What if... Tang Yin's heart sank slightly. He suddenly remembered that the last time Grandpa Wolf was executed, a strange murder had also occurred.

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

His voice suddenly rose, revealing a kind of undisguised anxiety: "For the victory 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 blankly, his eyes cold, but hiding deep unease. After a moment, he sighed softly and returned to the cafeteria with Qin Yi.

Thirty minutes later, the door of the cafeteria was pushed open, and the figures of Zhao Gang and Gao Zhijie appeared at the door. Zhao Gang's face was calm, as if nothing unusual had happened, while Gao Zhijie was still cold-faced.

Qin Ming spoke first, his tone with a bit of inquiry: "...Grandpa Wolf he..."

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

Zhao Gang stood aside, pondered for a while, and slowly opened his mouth: "...I didn't actually see it, but, Uncle Gao shouldn't miss, right."

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

In short, today's banquet ended like this.

Tang Yin stood in the corner, his eyes deep, his fingers gently tapping the table. He knew that victory was only one step away.

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