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    "So far, no one else has stepped forward to become a prophet," Freckles looked around, and said, "Isn't this enough to prove that I am a real prophet?"

    As soon as she finished speaking, the red-haired man suddenly raised his hand.

    While everyone's eyes were on the red-haired man, Xia Xi shook her head slightly at the red-haired man.

    The red-haired man noticed Xia Xi's movements, his face didn't change at all, and said with a smile: "I think what the short man said makes sense. If the freckles are real prophets, it has been tested that the short man is  Good guy, and when several other people said they didn't see the short man's sneakiness, it seems weird to say that the short man is suspected of Cupid."

    "That is, if I'm really sneaky, other players can prove that I'm sneaky, so there's something else to suspect that I'm Cupid. But I'm obviously not, but insisting that I'm Cupid, isn't it aimed at me?"  The short man questioned the freckles very unhappy, "You said that no one else jumped out of the prophet, maybe the prophet saw you jumping out, and didn't dare to admit his identity for a while, so he was going to hide in the dark to observe the situation  ?¡±

    Freckles looked at the short man with an uneasy expression: "Are you targeting me?"

    The short man looked puzzled: "Didn't you target me first? This is just a reasonable inference from me."

    "If I were a werewolf, I can just say you are a werewolf. There is no need to say that you are a good person and then say you are sneaky." Freckles clicked, a little unhappy, "It is easier for other players to give you a werewolf if you say you are a werewolf  vote."

    "If you directly say that I am a werewolf, others may not believe it, but after you say that I am a good person, and then suspect that I have a special status, it will be easier for people to believe me." The short man snorted, "You treat me like everyone  They are all fools, can't see your trick?"

    Freckles rolled her super big eyes, she turned her head and said to the others: "Anyway, I am indeed a prophet, I hope the guards can protect me tonight."

    After a pause, she added another sentence: "Even if you doubt my identity as a prophet, but I am the only one who jumps out at the moment, if the guards don't protect me, you have a 50% chance of losing the true prophet."  .In addition, you can also judge whether I am a real prophet or not by looking at my speech tomorrow and the role of the inspection."

    "You've talked so much, why do I feel it's more fake?" Gao Heels looked up at Freckles with disdain on his face, "If you are a real prophet, at least you have to be more confident and explain so much  , I am afraid that others will not believe it, but it will make people more suspicious."

    Freckles was a little angry when she heard it, and her voice raised slightly: "Isn't it because someone doubted me that I stood up and explained to myself? If I don't explain a few words, will I let others doubt? Wouldn't it be easier?  Being led by the nose by others?"

    The legs of the high heels are crossed together, and the slightly raised chin shows her arrogance: "Although this short man is not in my eyes, but he has something I agree with. There are no other prophets standing out now, maybe it's just because  I don¡¯t want to be the target of everyone, and I don¡¯t want to be brought out to fight with you so soon, so I decided to hide in the dark and act.¡± (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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