Bourbon followed the red fox masked man's gaze and saw the tabby cat girl walking towards him with a smile. Knowing that this was not a good time to discuss the matter, he lowered his voice and asked the question he wanted to ask the most: "Did you see the owl?"

"No." The man in the red fox mask glanced at the Siamese cat and asked in a low voice, "What happened?"

"I don't know, but I always feel that something disturbing has happened." Bourbon shifted his gaze from the tabby cat girl and looked around.

"Wait and see." The man in the red fox mask glanced at the gray rabbit not far away. "Are there any clues from those internal organs?"

Bourbon didn't answer the question from the man in the red fox mask. Instead, he lowered his voice and said, "Vote as planned?"

"Yeah." The man in the red fox mask nodded slightly, then added, "Maybe we should change our strategy later."

"Is it related to her?" Bourbon glanced at the approaching tabby cat girl.

The man in the red fox mask said nothing, but the answer was obvious.

Bourbon didn't delay any longer and turned around to leave, but he didn't expect that the words behind him would stop him in his tracks.

"Why did Mr. Siamese Cat leave when he saw me?" The tabby cat girl stared at the Siamese cat's light golden hair and said softly, "I guess you're really curious about what Mr. Owl is doing since he didn't come back to vote."

"You know?" Bourbon turned and looked at the tabby cat girl, only to see that her eyebrows were curved and she seemed very happy.

"Of course, I've met him more than once." The tabby cat girl reached out and hooked the ends of her hair by her ears, smiling brightly.

"It seems he is not dead." Bourbon said this and turned away.

"Eh?" The tabby cat girl hadn't expected the Siamese cat to have such an attitude, and she quickly asked, "Aren't you curious about what he's doing?"

Bourbon didn't stop, but replied calmly: "What does he do have to do with me." But in his heart he was wondering whether those internal organs were related to the evil puppeteer.

"You..." The tabby cat girl put her hands on her hips and watched the Siamese cat's receding figure. The smile on her face gradually faded, revealing a thoughtful expression. She turned to the man in the red fox mask and said, "He's so strange. He clearly cares about the information, but he doesn't continue to ask."

The man in the red fox mask looked at the tabby cat girl standing beside him and asked, "Have you seen the young Miss Yellow Ox from the Apocalypse Cult and Mr. Baboon following behind Mr. Monkey?"

The tabby cat girl held her chin in her hand and thought for a moment before rolling her eyes and smilingly replied, "I didn't expect Mr. Red Fox to care about them."

"I'm curious why they don't come to vote."

"Normally, I'd charge you a fee for asking me for information. After all, I make a living from this." The tabby cat girl looked the man in the red fox mask up and down. Before he could respond, she continued, "Due to our current partnership, I'll give you this information for free."

Then, the tabby cat girl stepped forward, leaned close to the red fox masked man's ear, and whispered, "I didn't see them this round, but at the end of the last round, I saw Mr. Baboon, who looked panicked."

The man in the red fox mask glanced at the fat bearded man who was chatting happily with the frog leader, and guessed that the baboon might have seen something. Could it be the murderer discarding his internal organs?

"Speaking of Miss Huangniu, she used to be very close to Miss Gray Rabbit. Maybe Miss Gray Rabbit knows something about the inside story." When saying this, the tabby cat girl had a faint smile on her face, and she turned her head to look at Gray Rabbit not far away.

The man with the red fox mask lowered his eyes slightly, guessing that the words of the tabby cat girl were somewhat divisive, but considering all the previous things, he couldn't completely trust the gray rabbit and his group. He slowly exhaled, and the figure of Ooka Momiji appeared in front of him.

Where were they? Could Japan be in sight? The man in the red fox mask wondered, turning to look out the window.

Outside the window is the endless sea. White clouds gather together in the sky, the light becomes dim, and the sea water becomes deep.

Time passed, and the person who was supposed to arrive never showed up in Room 4. The host, Birthday Star, began announcing the voting results: "This round, Brown Bear got 1 vote, Ms. Cobra got 3 votes, Mr. Frog got 4 votes, and Mr. Red Fox got 7 votes."

As the host finished speaking, heated discussions broke out.

"7 votes! So many! Maybe Red Fox can become the winner of this game. Then I will be rich!" The gambler who bet on the masked man of Red Fox looked excited.

A curious gambler approached him and asked, "How much did you bet?"

"I've staked my life on this."

"Tsk! He's risking his life and property, just as a bargaining chip." Someone in the know spat. "But the odds are quite good."

One gambler said coldly, "The game isn't over yet, and you're already saying Red Fox will definitely win. I don't think that's possible."

"He can do it!" the gambler who bet on the man in the red fox mask shouted loudly.

The host, Birthday Star, cleared his throat and said, "Mr. Red Fox, please tell me the chair number that was deleted this round."

The tabby cat girl looked at the man in the red fox mask nervously, her heart beating very fast. However, at this moment, the man in the red fox mask slowly raised his hand and stroked his chin, as if he was thinking about something.

"Number 17." The tabby cat girl reminded in a low voice, but secretly glanced at the bearded Lily not far away. Seeing that the other party was staring at her, she quickly looked away.

The man in the red fox mask naturally noticed all of this. He glanced at the door and saw that the black wolf and the Siamese cat had already rushed out. He said slowly, "Number 17."

Hearing this, the tabby cat girl finally breathed a sigh of relief, her heart finally at ease. She smiled and said, "It's a pleasure working with you. Don't worry, you will always be the one in charge. I promise."

At this time, a familiar melody came from the radio, still as melodious as a bird's whistle.

The man in the red fox mask said "OK," then turned and quickly left Room 4. He wondered what the tabby cat girl was up to. He remembered not exchanging chips with the fat man in the monkey mask. Was that glance from the tabby cat girl subconscious or intentional? What were the people who didn't come to vote doing?

Just as the red fox masked man was thinking, as he passed a bend in the road, a black figure suddenly blocked his way. At the same time, a piercing scream was heard from not far away...

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Preview of the next chapter: Blood, viscera, bones, what exactly happened in the closed cabin?