The night faded and the game didn't end there.

[Player 1 dies, identifies as a civilian, and the game continues]

[Player One's Last Words: Number Eight is a Killer]

[Player No. 1 died, his beautiful head was cut off and hung at the head of the bed, his sweet heart was gouged out, his disobedient hands and feet were cut off and made into specimens, his eyes that could not read words and colors were gouged out, and his arrogant mouth was sewn up - murder]

God's voice sounded continuously, like a wake-up call, stirring up a lot of splash in everyone's hearts, No. 1 and No. 2 were dead, but they were all civilians.

There are six people left, a 1 in 6 probability.

There was a clue that No. 2 died yesterday, and there should be a clue when No. 1 died today.

Five's eyes were deep, as if he had thought of something, and he raised his head to glance at God, and yesterday's clue was that he smiled beautifully, like a star.

This clue should be wrong.

He's played a similar game, and there will be wrong clues to mislead, so yesterday, were they all misled?

It didn't take long for the player to give the player too much time to think, and God's voice sounded again, [Clue 2: If you think of the Cowherd Star, you will find him]

After that, God did not move.

The players glanced at each other, but they didn't understand what this clue meant, and the clue given yesterday was still able to understand the meaning, but today it is completely incomprehensible.

Altair? Heavenly.

The remaining six players glanced at each other, and No. 1's last words were that No. 8 was the killer, the Cowherd Star corresponded to the Vega Star, and the killer was a woman?

And the number eight happens to be a woman too......

The eyes of the rest of the players were a little wrong, although they guessed that it should not be the eight, but the choice was that only the eight matched.

The number three was the first to write his answer, and he voted for the eight.

The rest of the players are still thinking.

The woman on the eighth wore a white dress, which looked a little pitiful, and her appearance was not bad, but she just wanted to live here, but no one would let her go because of pity.

Time passed slowly, every minute was like torment, and No. 8 couldn't help it, "I'm not a killer, No. 1 is slandering me!" ”

"You don't have a problem with One, why did he slander you, not us?" Number Three retorted that now he would not let anyone go as long as there was a possibility that they would be killers!

"The clue is Altair, and the corresponding is Vega, and you happen to be a woman." And it's beautiful, but the rest of the sentence Number Six doesn't say.

There was a lot of commotion on the table, and No. 5 didn't speak from beginning to end, and no one noticed him, watching a few people make a fuss, No. 5's attention was more on God.

He seems to have seen him......

I don't know why, although I can't see God in the darkness clearly, he has an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Sensing that Number Five was looking at her, Nan Qiao blinked, she didn't want to have too much contact with these humans, so she looked away with just one look.

And Flowey would be angry if she knew that she was staring at a man all the time.

Listening to the analysis on the table, Nan Qiao was also a little puzzled, but she also felt that No. 8 was not a killer, and she was still a little ...... I want to participate in the discussion.

As for the matter of No. 5, Nan Qiao has long forgotten about it.

In the end, No. 3 and No. 8 voted for each other, No. 4 voted for No. 3, and No. 5, No. 6, No. 7 unexpectedly voted for No. 4.

[It's dark, please close your eyes, players please go back to their rooms, no one is allowed to move]