The detective is dead, I did it.

Chapter 72 Shirley, don't you know how to read the room?

"Don't even think about it. You're just an ordinary person, you're destined to never become a detective." Before Li Ang could speak, Charlotte was the first to refute Sherry's statement.

"He's just an ordinary person, more suited to be a detective's assistant."

"Then let's make her an assistant." Sherry wasn't angry at Charlotte's rebuttal. Instead, she continued with a smile, "Starting as an assistant, accumulating experience, and then gradually becoming a real detective or something, that's not bad."

"Hmph! His assistant can only be me!" Charlotte retorted again, hugging her small chest.

Li Ang: "???"

Not a girl! What's going on?

He even thought he'd misheard. Charlotte was coming to be his assistant?

What kind of anti-Heavenly Gang behavior is this?

"Huh?" Shirley was clearly surprised that Charlotte would jump out and compete with her for the assistant position.

Although it's common sense that a detective always has an assistant by his side, she never expected that someone would even try to take that position from her.

However, she quickly changed her approach.

"Then why don't we both become Li Ang's assistants?"

"No!" Charlotte refused again. "A detective can only have one assistant. Even the famous Miss Sherlock Holmes only had one assistant."

Wow! That sentence contains a lot of information.

Li Ang quickly wrote it down.

This statement can be viewed from two perspectives. On one hand, Charlotte is referring to Leon, who, despite her distorted memories, still remembers having an assistant.

On the other hand, it refers to the fact that Charlotte Holmes had an assistant before Leon arrived.

The detective had never mentioned this to her before, and now, unexpectedly, it had been revealed unintentionally in this situation.

However, Li Ang still leans towards the first possibility.

After all, judging from Charlotte's previous performance, this assistant should refer to herself.

"But I don't mind! It would be great if the two of us could be Li Ang's assistants together."

Faced with Shirley's selfless act, everyone showed expressions of being moved.

After all, in their eyes, Li Ang, as the only man on the field and a capable detective, naturally gave them a strong sense of security.

Maybe by staying by their side as an assistant, I can survive?

Seeing that the other people's gazes had become strange, Li Ang quickly stopped Charlotte and Sherry from continuing their discussion.

"Sherry, you haven't revealed your identity or abilities yet."

"Oh! My ability is that I am not affected by the Arbiter's abilities at night, and I will not be executed for voting during the day."

Thanks to Li Ang's interruption, Shirley temporarily forgot about continuing to be his assistant and instead focused on introducing her own abilities.

Charlotte, who was standing to the side, did not continue the discussion on this matter, because she also noticed the strange way the women were looking at Li Ang.

After Shirley finished speaking, she handed over the identity card so that Li Ang could verify its authenticity.

You are an optimist, a free spirit. No laws or regulations can restrict you, nothing can stop you. You just need to be yourself.

All I can say is that this ability was surprisingly suitable for Sherry.

Furthermore, if the witch cannot be found during the day but a vote is still necessary, one can vote for her to avoid anyone being executed for voting.

In addition to Charlotte's identity and abilities, which he had seen before, everyone's identities are now laid bare.

Bridget's protective abilities.

Boudica's Mirror Tracking.

Lilith's prophet.

Fibel's silencing technique.

Caltacia's mutual destruction.

Isabella's Lies.

Eloi's unfair vote.

Emily's potion making.

Elena's message.

Sherry's free citizen.

Charlotte's mortician.

And his own identity card. There are twelve people in total, each with their own unique role in this game.

No! There's also Alice, who's already dead.

The other person should also have their own identity card, but unfortunately she is dead and cannot come forward to introduce herself.

On the other side, although Li Ang already knew Charlotte's identity and abilities, the others did not. Therefore, Li Ang turned to look at Charlotte sitting next to him.

Charlotte sat quietly in her chair, her hands crossed on her knees, as relaxed as if she were having afternoon tea in her own living room.

Noticing Li Ang's gaze, she slightly raised her chin.

"Jon H. Charlotte. Her identity card is the mortician. Her ability is: on the first and fifth nights, she can choose to enter a state of suspended animation, thus avoiding being killed by the witch, and then revive the following night to continue participating in the voting. I remember telling you that from the beginning." She was saying the last sentence to Leon.

"Yes. But others don't know. I think in this game, everyone should at least know each other inside and out."

After checking Charlotte's identification tag, Li Ang replied as follows.

You are Jon Snow. You are Sherlock Holmes. You are an ordinary man, a born detective. Sometimes, Jon can be Sherlock Holmes. But Sherlock Holmes can never be Jon.

Now that everyone has finished introducing themselves, the worst has happened.

That means that you can't tell who the witch is just by looking at the identity card.

Just then, Charlotte glanced at Leon, a slight smile playing on her lips. "But you, Leon Moriarty, you still haven't told us who you are?"

All eyes turned to Li Ang.

Some people looked at Li Ang with curiosity, while others looked at him with scrutiny and vigilance.

This is normal.

After all, the other party had been very calm from the beginning, as if they knew everything. What was most intriguing was that the pink-haired witch gave Li Ang a reward before leaving.

While the possibility of a witch being male is small, it's not impossible.

What if this man is the hidden witch?

With so many eyes on him, Li Ang had no choice but to take out his identity token.

To be honest, when he first received this identity card, he really wanted to curse.

After all, people who don't know the truth will definitely vote for themselves first when they see this, but they are the most innocent ones.

That damn pink-haired guy was talking about rewarding me, but he was actually holding a grudge against me for that stab, and he was deliberately trying to frame me, right?

He took a deep breath, preparing to speak, when a voice rang out from beside the round table, interrupting him.

"etc."

The speaker was Shirley Eckart, who had been scratching her head the whole time.

At this moment, she lowered her hand, her golden eyes staring straight at Li Ang, her expression unusually serious.

The seriousness that appeared on her face was like a student who never takes notes suddenly raising their hand, causing everyone to subconsciously fall silent.

"I've been thinking since earlier that you acted as if you knew me. Have we met somewhere before?"

Upon hearing her question, the women fell silent.

Is this the issue you're concerned about right now?

Shirley, don't you know how to read the room?!