The man in the red fox mask looked in the direction of the sound and saw many curious gamblers rushing over there. He turned around and glanced at the person who stopped him and whispered, "I haven't seen Miss Scalper."

"You're trying to cover up something, but it's only making it more obvious." The orange pig woman looked nervous. The noisy voices in the distance made her feel very uneasy.

"I wonder if Miss Orange Pig has anything else to ask me?" The man with the red fox mask frowned slightly.

The orange pig woman opened her eyes wide, staring at the tall man in the red fox mask in front of her without blinking, and asked coldly: "Where did you hide the yellow cattle?"

"Ah."

The red fox masked man laughed out of anger, but when the orange pig woman heard this laughter, it made her feel uneasy.

"I was right, where did you hide her?!" The orange pig woman clenched her fists, extremely emotional.

"Miss Orange Pig, I'll say it again, I haven't seen her." While saying this, the man in the red fox mask kept paying attention to the direction where the scream came from.

"I admit that there are some conflicts between us, but..."

The sudden noise interrupted the orange pig woman's words.

"This! What is this?!" A terrified cry came from a distance, echoing in the closed cabin along with a children's chorus.

The man in the red fox mask felt increasingly uneasy and raised his leg to go over and find out what was going on, but the orange pig woman stretched out her arms and took a step forward, blocking his way.

"Please move aside." The man in the red fox mask didn't want to get entangled with the orange pig woman any more.

"Where is she?" The orange pig woman stared at the man in the red fox mask.

The man in the red fox mask felt a headache. He took a deep breath and said patiently, "The third round was in Room 4. I saw him during the voting, but I haven't seen him since. The game is still going on, so I don't have the energy to hide anyone."

"If you don't know, why do you say you haven't seen her when you see me?" The orange pig woman still didn't move away, but pricked up her ears to listen to the movements of the people around her. The melodious piano sound and children's voices echoed in her ears.

"Oh who— killed Cock Robin? The prelude is on..."

"A lot of people know you're looking for her, and I don't want to waste either of our time. If you want to talk, we can have a good chat during this round of voting." The man in the red fox mask tried to leave again, but was stopped again. He felt a little annoyed. "Something happened over there, perhaps related to Miss Scalper. Why don't you go and take a look?"

Hearing this, the orange pig woman turned her head and looked in the direction where the scream came from.

"Let's go together." The man in the red fox mask invited.

The orange pig woman glanced at the man in the red fox mask and stopped trying to stop him. The two of them hurried side by side toward the crowd. A melodious nursery rhyme drifted into their ears: "Look my dear, they are right hurrying for their stage."

The noise of discussion around them grew louder and louder, but the lyrics of the nursery rhyme on the radio were still clear, as if every word and every phrase was sung to them.

"Please draw the curtains, the show is about to begin..."

After turning a corner, the road ahead was blocked by many gamblers. They gathered together, some looked nervous, and some looked worried.

"What does this mean? We won't die, right?" A timid gambler asked the people around him in a crying voice.

Some daring gamblers crowded against the wall, "It seemed like words written in blood..."

(To be continued...I am not feeling well, so updates may be delayed...)