Being in Detective Conan, being officially part of the organization is just too awesome!

Chapter 764 A prophet, still a prophet.

"Nothing."

Sherry turned her head, glanced at the tiny Conan sitting next to her, and smiled slightly.

"Now it seems I was overthinking it."

"I think Conan's speech was great. He even thought about how the badge would circulate if he died."

"If no prophet jumps out later to counter Conan's claim, and even speaks better than him, I'd probably believe he's the prophet............................"

"In short, I will most likely back down later if I feel that the people behind me do not have better options."

"Oh, yes."

When Shirley got to this point, she suddenly turned her head and glanced at the organization members whose numbers preceded hers.

Her voice held a hint of amusement, and she smiled faintly.

"Anyone considering a clergy position had better think it through..."

"Don't try to claim I'm in your shoes, or I'll find a way to have a fight to the death with you..."

"Alright, that's all for now. That concludes my remarks."

After Ms. Sherry finished speaking, it was player number eight, Curaçao's, turn to speak.

Curaçao rubbed his head, looking helpless.

"Honestly, I don't know what to say about you guys."

"They all claim to have a certain status, they all claim to be clergy, but I don't know if they really have clergy, or what..."

"actually........................"

Curaçao suddenly sat up straight and spoke in a deep voice.

"I am the true prophet."

"Yes, I know you'll be shocked, but that's the truth."

"That little boy named Conan did a really good job of impersonating me, but a fake is a fake."

"Of course, I'm not saying that just because he claimed to be the Seer, we should label him a werewolf............................"

"On the contrary,"

Curaçao spoke while tapping her fingers on the table.

"I think his original intention was good; he probably wanted to use his identity as a prophet to deceive others."

"So, to me, he doesn't necessarily have a bad identity, and I won't be verifying his identity in the next round..."

"Alright, let me tell you the results of my examination tonight—"

"The person I checked was Sherry. I didn't have any particular intentions; I just randomly chose one side from the left or right to check, and it just so happened that I selected Sherry."

"Her identity is that of a good person."

"The main reason I'm speaking out now is that I hope you will vote for me."

"After all, in my opinion, that little brother named Conan is just faking his identity. If you follow him as the sheriff, you'll basically have no perspective and the fight will be quite confusing. So I hope you'll follow me, the real prophet."

"Let me tell you about the people I plan to verify next."

"First of all, I will not examine Conan's little brother, as I have already said before."

"I won't investigate Chianti either. But after Conan tricked me like that, I'll be able to glean most of the information from her words later..."

"What I really intend to verify later is Gin............................"

As he spoke, Curaçao smiled slightly at Gin.

"There's no way around it, Gin made a very deep impression on me in the first two games. We can't judge his skill level based on just the last two games. He's still a considerable threat."

"If we find the right person, it doesn't matter. We can just consider it a cleanup. As long as the witch and the guards believe me, I'll probably be able to live for another night."

"Next, we'll check out gin, and the second thing will be vodka."

"It wasn't because they were inseparable; it was mainly because I figured there was a high probability of a werewolf among the officers, so I picked Vodka, who I personally thought most looked like a werewolf, to investigate..."

"Alright, that's all I have to say. That's all for now."

Curaçao rambled on and on for a long time before ending his speech.

Everyone felt a bit confused by her words.

This guy spoke so righteously and confidently, he didn't seem guilty at all...

Could it be.........................

Is what she said true?

That makes things difficult; who exactly is the prophet?

The Wolves' vodka and sniper duo both recalled this troubling problem...............................

Gin remained expressionless, even after Curaçao said she would investigate him later.

And so, in the eerie atmosphere, the microphone was handed to Chianti, number seven of the eight officers in the police force.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it..."

Chianti had just received the notification from Lin Jiayou to speak, and her first words were a string of profanities.....................

Her gaze glared fiercely at Curaçao and Conan. Even though Conan was a child, she showed him no mercy, continuing to stare at him without hesitation.

"Prophets, prophets, how come they're all prophets?!"

Chianti cursed under her breath several times in annoyance, then spoke through gritted teeth.

"You all claim to be prophets, so who the hell am I?!"

"I am the true prophet!"

Following the wolf team's plan from the previous night, she jumped to become the Seer.........................

These foul words truly reflected Chianti's innermost thoughts...............................

If you all claim to be the Seer, doesn't that make me, the Seer, look stupid and incompetent?!

After all, it's admirable for a person to have self-awareness, and Chianti is such a person.

She knew very well that she wasn't good with words and her brain was a bit slow, so she definitely couldn't compare to Curaçao.

Now it seems my words carry less weight than that brat's...

Therefore, Chianti couldn't help but curse.........................

She finally managed to get a Seer to jump out, do you think it was easy for her...........................

Why is it that when Gin jumped, everyone believed him, but when I jumped, nobody cared?

Well, Chianti had no idea that while everyone believed Gin when he jumped the first time, they all changed their minds after Sherry jumped...

And the second one.........................

That was purely due to the excellent cooperation of the true prophet Cohen, coupled with Gin's accurate judgment of character; the timing, location, and people were all in place, which is why they were able to succeed so successfully...

"I just...I just..."

Chianti spoke while looking around.

Damn it, I forgot my lines! Who was I supposed to identify and what was their identity again?

Gin, that guy, doesn't seem to have given me any instructions...................................

Oh right, this guy made me say he was a wolf, I think...

"I just looked up Gin!"

Chianti slapped his forehead, looking as if he had suddenly realized something, and started criticizing Gin.

"This guy is a damn werewolf!"

"I didn't really have any particular reason for investigating him, I just thought he looked like someone, and he was pretty good at it, so I just decided to investigate him directly!"

"Next round, the next round will involve investigation..."

"Hmm, I haven't thought about it yet. Let's talk about it later...we'll talk about it later..."

"As for the badge flow, well, we'll talk about that later, later. After listening to your speeches, I'll think about how to give it..."

Chianti looked like he had done something wrong, and he would stutter after saying just a few words.

On one hand, she suddenly remembered that Gin's task for her seemed to be not to pretend too well.

On the other hand, she also found herself genuinely unsure of what to say...

Sure enough, I'm just suited to be an ordinary person. In the vast sea of ​​people, I'll find the leader I want to follow, and then just go with them...

And so, Chianti's speech, utterly meaningless and devoid of any substance, came to an end...

No one took her words seriously; in fact, they thought she seemed even more like a wolf...

There's no way around it, her performance was exactly the same as a werewolf's death throes after being identified...........................

Well, the only difference is that it brought out a seemingly innocent Gin............................

Next, it was Rena Mizunashi's turn to speak...

"Ugh--"

Rena Mizunashi first sighed with a hint of helplessness, then smiled.

"What kind of business do you three think you are, acting like prophets...?"

"Don't worry, I won't fight you for it. You three can play by yourselves."

“I am not a prophet like you, or someone who claims to have a divine status. I am just an ordinary person, and I don’t have any perspective to analyze.”

"I joined the police force simply because I thought it would be a lot of fun. It was my first time doing this kind of thing, so I had to experience it..."

"Of course, I will lower the water level as soon as possible, so as not to delay everyone's time."

"However, I still have to say a few words here, to say a few words in Gin's defense,"

Rena Mizunashi spoke, her expression somewhat speechless.

"Gin has been targeted by everyone for two consecutive games, but it turns out he's not that scary. He can't be targeted all the time, right?"

"Of course, I'm not saying he's definitely not a wolf—he might still be a wolf, or he might not be. Anyway, I don't have a perspective, so I can't tell before I hear him speak."

"I just feel there's no need to target people like this..."

"Alright, I know what I said won't make any difference, let's just leave it at that..."