Time to See the Reality Chapter 9

"What's going on? What are you talking about?" A door on the second floor opened quietly, and a figure stood behind the door. She was wearing the white suspender nightgown that was distributed in the room. The silk skirt had no elasticity and wrapped around her Grace Yangful figure. Only her waist and abdomen were a little bloated and soft, which showed that she had given birth to a child.

The child stood behind his mother, poking his head out from behind her legs, rubbing his eyes, looking very obedient.

Li Jason Si stood up and explained, "Since you are awake, come down to attend the meeting. It seems that no one will be able to sleep tonight. Someone has been attacked."

Evan Du went forward and knocked on the door, waking everyone up one by one. Two girls helped Lily Ding downstairs, and the others said they wanted to go back to their rooms to put down their biscuits and clothes. Grace Yang stared at these people walking into the room one by one, his face a little pale, and unusually silent.

"What do you think?" Li Jason Si followed Max Fang into the room, opened a bottle of ice water and pushed it to Max Fang.

Max Fang stared at the shadow at the head of the bed, then shook his head slightly: "I don't have any ideas. To be honest, my mind is still confused and I can't come back to my senses."

Li Jason Si smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"If you have something to say, just say it." Max Fang looked at him with wide eyes.

"There are only three possibilities," Li Jason Si said after taking a sip of water. "The first possibility is that Lily Ding was really attacked. When she was attacked, you, me, Grace Yang, Evan Du, Chen Hui, Boss Du and Beer Belly were all in the lobby on the first floor. In other words, there is at least one werewolf among the five people on the second floor, and he has already started to kill. Let's rule out the child first. Even if he has the courage and intelligence, he is not tall enough to reach Lily Ding's arm. The remaining people are four adults."

Max Fang blinked his eyes, raised his head and frowned for a while, then nodded quickly: "I think you are right."

How could he be so cute? Li Jason Si couldn't help laughing: "Nonsense, anyone with a brain can figure it out."

"What are the other possibilities?" Max Fang asked.

"The second possibility is that Lily Ding directed and acted in this play himself. There was no other werewolf at all. Lily Ding himself was the wolf, and he cut his arm when no one was around." Li Jason Si said, the light cast a shadow under his straight nose, making his lips look particularly thin and gloomy.

Max Fang shook his head: "No. Don't forget, she invited me to go upstairs with her. What if I agreed at that time? She wouldn't have had a chance to perform this trick. And when I rushed up, she was really scared. Her pupils were dilated, her core muscles were very hard, but her legs softened little by little. This kind of reaction can't fool me. Few professional actors can do it."

Li Jason Si nodded: "That makes sense, this pass."

"Is it so easy to convince you?" Max Fang was a little surprised. He scratched his head, "I don't even trust myself."

Li Jason Si was a little embarrassed. He put his fist on his chin and coughed. He smiled and said, "In fact, when I was helping her check the wound, I touched her waist and thighs. All the pockets were flat, without any bulges. There was no needle or poison. When I looked, the wound was still bleeding. If she had cut herself and then disposed of the needle, then a small wound would have scabbed over long ago."

Max Fang's face changed: "You touched the girl's waist and thighs?!!!"

Li Jason Si looked calm and said to him, "It was a special time, and I didn't have any other thoughts. My hands were very light, and the other party couldn't notice it."

"Is there such a thing?" Max Fang's face was full of disbelief.

Li Jason Si raised his right eyebrow: "I have practiced it. My family situation was... complicated. When I was a child, I had no choice but to join a fraud gang. They recruited children and made them beg, steal, and so on. At that time, there was a special master who taught me the techniques."

He said it nonchalantly, and Max Fang couldn't tell whether he was talking nonsense or telling the truth. But a young man with hands and feet, whose face can be used to make a living, who doesn't find a proper job but instead joins the mercenary team to do illegal things, can't be the child of a decent family. Max Fang automatically imagined a blockbuster movie in his mind.

"What about the last possibility?" Generally, mentors of this kind have miserable childhoods that they don't want to recall. Max Fang expressed his understanding and interrupted the question.

Li Jason Si was somewhat silent. He stood by the window and enjoyed the breeze for a while. The wind carried the sound of the waves and the unique fishy smell from the seaside, a deep dead smell brought by corruption and microbial reproduction. After a long while, he sat back next to Max Fang and whispered, "There is another possibility. I don't want to say it, and I don't want to think about it, but if I guess right, I'm afraid it's... not good."

He turned his head and looked at the door. Max Fang's room was on the outermost side, and outside the door was where Lily Ding was attacked. Li Jason Si stared at the door and spoke slowly, "Do you think there was another person in the corridor on the second floor at that time?"

Max Fang imagined what he said and got goose bumps all over his body: "Just talk, just tell it straight, don't use rhetoric to create an atmosphere, okay? I... I may be big, but I'm timid!"

This is true. Max Fang has always been as timid as a cherry pit since he was a child. He was fine riding a roller coaster or a pirate ship, but he would die if he was touched by these mysterious things. When he was in college, he was often laughed at by his roommates for this. Once, a room full of people gathered downstairs to watch a ghost movie, a very boring domestic ghost movie, without ghosts, just the main actors collectively sleepwalking and hysterical. Everyone dispersed halfway through the movie, brushing their teeth, washing their faces, and chatting. Only Max Fang climbed down tremblingly, turned off the computer, and said with a sad face: "You guys are done watching it, I was too scared to go to the toilet at night."

Hearing Li Jason Si making trouble here, Max Fang remembered the fear that once dominated him. He jumped onto the bed decisively, pulled up the quilt and wrapped himself in a funny way, leaned his back firmly against the wall, and then nodded and said, "You, go on. Please give me a high-energy warning when you get to the key points. I will recite the core values   first to protect myself."

No matter how deep Li Jason Si was, he ruined the atmosphere.

He sighed, retracted his gaze, sat down on Max Fang's bed, leaned against the headboard side by side with him, and spoke as he wished: "What I mean is, is it possible that Lily Ding and the other wolf had discussed it? She specifically called you up, is it possible that she wanted to put on a show for you, or even more excessively... just kill you directly?"

When he finished speaking, a gust of wind suddenly blew in from the window, and Max Fang jumped up from the mattress.

"I don't know if you have read the mystery novels of the Golden Age. There is a professional term called multiple solutions. In fact, all reasoning is based on the final appearance of things, and the process of events is reversed. So is there such a possibility that two completely different facts will present the same appearance in the end. If we reverse the appearance presented in the end, we will enter two completely different retrospections." Li Jason Si explained, "What we see now may be that Lily Ding tried to ask you to go back to the second floor together. Lily Ding was attacked. We ran up and didn't see any figures, and there were no traces on the ground. Reversely deducing from the appearance, there will be two completely different paths. If it is just a reasoning game, I will try to test Lily Ding's true identity, but I don't dare to play with my life."

"Then why do you feel that... it's not good?" Max Fang repeated what Li Jason Si said just now. He was still upset about this matter. In his opinion, among these people, if there was anyone who had the most behind-the-scenes information and the most comprehensive understanding, it was undoubtedly Li Jason Si, who had been the boss's younger brother. Not to mention that the boss called him so affectionately. If he felt "not good", Max Fang might really have a mental breakdown.

"I can't really say. It's just a feeling. I feel like I can't trust either side." Li Jason Si exhaled. "Now there is no evidence to prove that Lily Ding is a wolf, and there is no evidence to overturn this conjecture. I'm afraid that only death can prove my innocence."

"Actually, I guessed that the werewolves might take action, but I didn't expect them to be so impatient. They said that we should all survive together, but how could the werewolves not have other ideas in their minds? After seven days, as long as the number of villagers is greater than the werewolves, the system will automatically determine that the villagers win. If the boss wants to kill all the wolves with a volley of bullets at that time, how many people do you think will really stand up for the werewolves? How many people will really resist?" Li Jason Si smiled sarcastically.

"Lily Ding may or may not be a wolf, it doesn't matter. What matters is that the wolves are the most anxious now. Do these wolves have any means to bypass us and secretly test each other to confirm the identity of their accomplices? This is what I fear the most."

Max Fang shrank into the corner.

"If there is no cover-up or concealment, it would be fine, but the werewolves will definitely try their best to confirm their companions. Once they succeed, let alone we have no advantage in the first few nights, even in the later stages, people are scattered and suspicion is rampant, and our chances of winning are too small. Will there be villagers who don't want to die and are looking for scapegoats? Does everyone have other ideas? After all, in the game, if you get stabbed, you get stabbed. As long as your teammates survive, everyone can win in the end. But in the real world, even if your own people win, what does it matter? Death is death."

Max Fang shuddered. On the first night, everyone was able to keep their emotions stable, but as time went on and the number of deaths increased, everyone fell deeper into the abyss of trust. No one wanted to die.

This is the real prisoner's dilemma. Max Fang's heart instantly sank into an icy river. Staying alive is the best reason to kill each other.

After about twenty minutes, everyone got dressed and went downstairs to gather.

When something like this happened, the atmosphere changed to some extent. Everyone looked at each other more cautiously. Thirteen pairs of eyes floated above the long table, and when their eyes occasionally met, they quickly looked away.

"What are you talking about? What's going on?" asked a new woman. She was about 60 years old. At this age, the skin and the corners of the eyes are all worn down by time, and the arms are also loose. Some of the old-fashioned expressions in the eyes and details cannot be covered up by cosmetic surgery and makeup.

Max Fang briefly introduced the situation, and Lily Ding was holding his arm in a daze, not listening at all. "So when the incident happened, were you in your room? Did you hear anything?" Max Fang asked casually.

"What does this mean?" a man frowned and said, "Are you doubting us?"

Max Fang stared at him and said, "Yes. In any case, the wolf is among you. When the girl was attacked, the rest of us were on the first floor. Who else should I suspect if not you?"

The man slammed the table and was about to say something, but when he saw Max Fang's muscular body, he swallowed his words back.

The old lady was old, and Max Fang knew that he couldn't do anything to her. He sneered, "It's possible that there are wolves among us. You are innocent this time, but you may not be that clean."

This is the truth, and Max Fang cannot refute it.

Another stranger suggested, "Why don't we search them?" He was in his forties, and had a very gentle temperament. He was not panicked when he was woken up in the middle of the night. He suggested rationally, "Why don't we search everyone and everyone's room. If anyone has an injection, just throw it away and everyone will blow themselves up."

Max Fang was about to agree when Li Jason Si stomped on his foot, causing him to shiver in pain. Fortunately, as an actor, he managed his expression well, with only a drop of cold sweat falling on the table.

He turned his head to look at Li Jason Si, and Li Jason Si moved his eyes slightly left and right.

Max Fang looked at the table again, and sure enough, no one spoke, no one agreed, and no one refuted. Everyone stared at the table in front of them, as if they hadn't heard anything.

Still too naive, Max Fang was really sweating at this moment. Every step is a trap, you have to be on guard. He probably understood that the werewolf was of course unwilling, and the villagers didn't know who the real werewolf was, so they didn't dare to speak out and expose themselves.

When the hell is this going to end? Max Fang was really feeling a little desperate. If the villagers didn't come forward, they wouldn't be able to identify the werewolf, but if they did, they would be afraid that someone would kill them if they were the werewolf... a vicious cycle.

Boss Du was the first to speak up: "I think Xiao Chen's idea is good. Let's just do it quickly. Let's blow ourselves up together. No matter if we are police or criminals, if we really want to continue playing this game, we will definitely both get hurt. Let's find a way to survive together."

Max Fang hardened his heart and wanted to say something to add fuel to the fire and bring a ticket, regardless of Li Jason Si's obstruction. Just as he opened his mouth, he saw a figure swaying to the side, and then a "bang" sounded.

All the words that Max Fang wanted to say were stuck in his throat. Everyone turned their heads and looked in the direction of the sound. It was the sweaty beer belly who was sitting next to Grace Yang. Now he fell to the ground with a thud.

Grace Yang stood up suddenly, the chair legs made a cold scraping sound on the ground, she lifted the stool and ran away, standing far away in a corner of the room. Max Fang stared at the top of her head. On the wall where she leaned against was a huge deer head, with long antlers exposed under the light, and the shadow was hideous, with its legs spread out in all directions.

This time it was really in full view of everyone, and the thirteen people were all sitting quietly.

Li Jason Si slowly stood up and turned over the man's body. He saw that his pupils were swollen, the whites of his eyes were full of bloodshot, and a pool of white foam was oozing from the corners of his mouth.

Max Fang swallowed his saliva. He felt that he had used a lot of strength when he spoke, but the sound he spoke was still floating: "...dead?"

Li Jason Si raised his eyes and nodded slightly.

With a roar, everyone stood up, as if a switch had been pressed. Lily Ding hugged her head and cried softly. The poor girl was frightened by the blows. "What happened?" "How did he die?" "You can't say that the people on the second floor did it?" "No one touched him, how could he die?" "Is it a heart attack? I don't know what the death caused by wolfsbane looks like..." Max Fang had a terrible headache and couldn't hear who was talking at all. There was a lot of noise and chatter.

Li Jason Si carefully examined the corpse, turned the body over, and found a round pinhole on the back of the deceased's neck.

Everyone suddenly shut up.

Max Fang's eyes went dark for a while, and he held on to the edge of the table to keep from falling down.