After hearing this, the old housekeeper remained silent and continued to smoke one cigarette after another, as if he wanted to smoke out all the cigarettes in the wrinkled cigarette box:

"Go on, you haven't finished speaking yet."

"Um."

After drinking all the wine in the glass to soothe his throat, Fan Ren reminisced about the rich taste of champagne: "As I said just now, I guessed your killing limit, sir, so I decided to test this guess. After all, things related to life always have to be determined.

Be cautious."

Fan Ren pointed his finger in the direction of Fatty Wang: "I discussed with this fat gentleman to share a room with him for one night. Two people live in a room. If the killing restriction is true, then the old gentleman is already in the twin sisters.

He has the only right he has ever used, and when he chooses to attack us, he will definitely not be able to do it."

The tough man frowned: "But what if the werewolf doesn't choose you? It's too random."

"Well, I admit it's just a gamble, mainly to save my life. After all, I have guessed who the werewolf is. As long as I avoid the risks on the last night, I can end this mission.

And when I saw that no one was attacked the next day, I understood that the guess was basically correct, but there was another condition: when the old gentleman used up this right, he could not kill anyone the next night." Fan

Ren Youyou said.

"It sounds like a blind cat met a dead mouse, and you were fooled." The decadent uncle sneered.

Fan Ren disagreed. He looked at the old housekeeper and said, "If a blind cat encounters a dead mouse, wouldn't you just ask me to find out?"

The old housekeeper smiled and then applauded: "What the forensic guy said is basically correct. The deduction process is really exciting. If he didn't know how terrifying the cursed place is, I would have suspected that he had opened the God's perspective and absorbed everything.

fundus."

Fatty Wang waved his fist: "Awesome, little brother."

"Having said so much, can I ask you a few questions?" Fan Ren seemed to be interested in hearing the old housekeeper's words.

"Sorry, I can't reveal the information about the Cursed Land. My life no longer belongs to me." The old butler saw through Fan Ren's thoughts at a glance.

Fan Ren also expected such remarks. He spread his hands and asked, "What about you?"

"Ask, I will answer if I can." The old butler blew out smoke rings.

"Why do you admit that you are a werewolf so simply? Why don't you put in a struggle?"

The old housekeeper was startled, then he smiled and said, "Do you long for eternal life?"

"Eternal life?"

"right."

"I think no one can refuse this." Fan Ren looked at the other three people.

"Yes, I am no exception. I have stayed in this villa for a long time and received people like you countless times. Of course, in the end, it was me, the werewolf, who won, and what I gained was immortality.

But it is really boring to live forever in such a big place. In a long life, one can only mechanically repeat the activities of reception, deception and killing.

Just like a bird in a cage or a fish in a tank, there is no freedom at all. I am tired of living this kind of life."

As he spoke, the old housekeeper's tone changed, showing relief.

"You were once one of the people cursed by the Branded Eye, right?" Fan Ren said suddenly.

The old housekeeper lowered his head: "Yeah, as for the reason why I ended up here as an NPC, I can't say. You remind me of someone I knew before, who was just as calm and smart.

However, I didn’t reveal any clues about this identity, how would you know?”

"intuition."

"Sharp intuition, but you haven't finished what you should say yet."

The old housekeeper paused, with a strange smile on his face: "The death of the man with glasses among you was not caused by me. You, a great detective, have to avenge me, a poor, bad old man."

"

"Tsk, don't call yourself so pitiful. You can't even wash the blood off your hands." Fan Ren rarely showed sarcasm.

"However, I did guess who killed him."

Fan Ren looked at the decadent uncle and said in a statement: "You did it, right?"

Yes, by touching the corpse, Fan Ren saw that the person who killed the man with glasses was the decadent uncle.

"Don't talk nonsense. That guy's death was obviously the same as that of the twin sisters. It was obviously done by a werewolf. He is provoking us. Don't be fooled." The decadent uncle said emotionally.

Fan Ren looked at the other party with contempt: "Do you think I'm a fool? I'm a forensic doctor. How did the deceased die? I still can't tell? The man with glasses was killed by his throat being cut with a sharp blade. Werewolves still need to kill people.

Get a knife?"

"Among the only four of us left, only you and the man with glasses had a big conflict. Judging from the way you joined forces before, you must have known each other before. Who else could have killed him if not you?"

Faced with Fan Ren's identification.

The decadent uncle's face was gloomy and he was silent for a moment.

Then he suddenly grinned and said: "Yes, I killed him. That idiot was my nephew. He always looked down on me, but because he saved me in the last mission, he ordered me to run with him over and over again to vote for candidates.

I am his elder, so I have always taken care of him, but I didn't expect that he would actually say such things that he wished I would die.

I couldn't help it anymore, and with the threat of death, I couldn't help but suspect that the guy was a werewolf. Then I simply killed him when he wasn't paying attention, but I didn't expect that I guessed wrong, but it didn't matter.

It’s not me who dies anyway.”

"I admit it openly, what can you do to me? Tell others that I killed people in this cursed place? I'm afraid others won't treat you as a fool."

"And that guy has been planning to vote you out one by one. Why don't I act for God and kill the scourge?"

The decadent uncle laughed confidently.

"It's so noisy." came the old housekeeper's voice.

In a flash of lightning, he jumped down from the kitchen counter, his right hand turned into a wolf's claw, and passed directly through the decadent uncle's back.

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Scarlet splashed, and the air was suddenly filled with the strong smell of blood.

The decadent uncle looked at the wolf claws on his chest in disbelief and vomited blood: "Why, why do you want to kill me?"

As the wolf claws shrank inside his body, the bloody and steaming organs were taken out by the old housekeeper:

"A fool like you is worthy of framing me? Go to hell."

"..." The decadent uncle stared at the old housekeeper with his eyes wide open, and died soon after.

"It seems that I have to thank him. After all, he helped me attract hatred." Fan Ren looked at the old butler's skills and understood that what he said before was true.

But he didn't have the slightest sense of consciousness that he had just survived from the edge of death, and instead spoke provocatively.

That was what he said, but Fan Ren understood that the old housekeeper never wanted to kill him, or even anyone else.

Probably the decadent uncle's noise disturbed the old housekeeper, so he was killed in the end.

But these are all Fan Ren's speculations. He is not a god, and he cannot see through the thoughts of a monster that has lived for such a long time.

"Indeed, you are very lucky." The old butler smiled weakly, and his right paw turned back into a human hand.

"It doesn't matter, three people can vote. Without further ado, let's start voting." The tough man ignored the body of the decadent uncle and looked at the old housekeeper nervously.

"I testify that the old housekeeper is a werewolf."

The pale-faced Fatty Wang was afraid that the werewolf would attack again, so he quickly repeated the tough man's words: "I will testify that the old housekeeper is a werewolf."

Fan Ren was not in a hurry: "Old sir, do you have any last words?"

The old butler threw the organ in his hand aside, and then took out the last cigarette from the cigarette box: "Wait until I finish smoking."

After lighting the cigarette, he sat cross-legged on the ground, hunched over, and used his other free hand to comb his messy silver hair.

The tune of the song previously played on the gramophone was slowly hummed by the old housekeeper.

Humming, his voice gradually trembled.

Faced with death, the old housekeeper was still afraid even though he had already had the will to die.

Fan Ren sighed, stood up, walked to the living room, and turned on the TV.

A graceful woman appeared, singing a plaintive voice.

The old housekeeper's vision gradually became blurred by water vapor while watching the TV:

"Thank you. If I could do it all over again, I would definitely not choose eternal life. Instead, I would accompany some idiot until I turned into a handful of loess."

Stop smoking and be silent.

After that, Fan Ren stamped out the cigarette butts thrown by the old butler without expression:

"Goodbye then, I will testify that the old butler is a werewolf."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old butler seemed to relax. He smiled and waved his hand, and then disappeared from everyone's eyes, as if he was wiped out instantly by some kind of existence, leaving no trace.
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