"This rule is absolutely advantageous for us. As long as we insist that the person outside is a ghost, we won't die!"
Wen Xishu did not oppose.
Because Zhang Qiang's words were selfish, but logical. In this environment, selfishness is correct. Moreover... it's making the group selfish.
Wen Xishu didn't point out whether having too many wronged souls would trigger new rules, as there was no evidence at present.
He just patiently waited.
...
Bang bang bang bang! Bang bang!
The urgent and forceful knocking on the door came.
A new round of choices began.
Zhang Qiang directly didn't even listen and gulped down the red wine.
Wen Xishu frowned. Zhang Qiang's behavior... was too un-police-like.
He still decided to make good use of the questioning time to ask.
But one thing was certain—if the person outside was really alive.
Then this round would be completely different from the last one.
Zhang Qiang had already voted against, so in this round, it's impossible for everyone to agree that the person outside is alive.
In other words, if the one at the door is alive, then this round is bound to trigger a result—
Some believe the person outside is a ghost, while others believe the person outside is human...
Wen Xishu wasn't sure what such an incongruent result would lead to.
But out of responsibility, he still asked:
"Who are you?"
The voice outside was that of a man, sounding not young. The man said:
"Inside, isn't there a person named Zhang Qiang?"
Everyone was shocked, and Zhang Qiang was also taken aback.
Wen Xishu said:
"No."
But the person outside let out a cold snort:
"Don't lie to me, young man. I'm not easy to fool. Zhang Qiang, open the door for me! What happened on the harbor that night, you must give me an explanation!"
When Zhang Qiang heard "harbor," his hair stood on end, his pupils instantly contracted and expanded:
"Ghost! It's definitely a ghost!! There's no living person on the harbor! No living person! Quickly, it's a ghost!"
Zhang Qiang's voice suddenly rose several pitches.
Everyone seeing Zhang Qiang's somewhat reactive state... was a bit scared.
Zhang Qiang instinctively made a motion to touch his waist, as if saying, if you don't believe me, I'll shoot you to make you a ghost.
The intimidation was too great.
Merchant Li Wei and Priest Old Zhou were so frightened that they immediately drank the red wine.
At this time, Wen Xishu held a blue wine glass, his gaze piercing like a sword, and he said:
"Mr. Zhang, if you don't give me an explanation... even if you shoot me dead, I can still touch the blue wine glass with my tongue before you kill me."
"If I vote in favor, at least he won't die outside. I think, he certainly won't let you off easily."
"What exactly happened on the harbor that night?"
Chen Ming, silently observing all this, couldn't help but applaud Wen Xishu. In such a situation, this young man actually thought of using this method to gamble, to reverse suppress Zhang Qiang and gather information.
"Open the door! Open the door! Open the door! Zhang Qiang! What happened on that night, you must give me an explanation!"
"Open the door! Open the door! Open the door! Zhang Qiang! What happened on that night, you must give me an explanation!"
The voice of the man outside gradually became mechanically repetitive, but the resentment in his tone became increasingly apparent.
The people outside were ghosts, and many realized this.
But why would a ghost come for Officer Zhang Qiang's life?
Zhang Qiang cursed:
"Damn it, it's definitely a ghost outside, and you still want to drink the blue one?"
Wen Xishu's expression was calm to the extreme, and he said in a deep voice:
"A ghost can't come in, so what's there to fear? I'm not being threatened by a ghost, but now, someone is trying to shoot me. Tell me, which is more terrifying, the human or the ghost?"