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Li Chenglong lay in a pool of blood, having taken five shots to the head and six to the body.

In the team led by the Gold-Rimd Glasses Captain, Liang Jing's body trembled uncontrollably. She had a sinking feeling that she would be the next piece of cannon fodder.

Only now did she realize in hindsight that the three captains tossing a coin to decide priority earlier was all an act. Their true goal was to trap their group of cannon fodder into making the promise to "follow the captain's orders."

'I do not want to die!'

'I do not want to die!'

'Is number six safe, or is it dangerous?'

The Middle-aged Uncle, Liu Xing, and the Gold-Rimd Glasses Captain all fixed their gazes on number six.

Numbers six and eight were crucial.

If either one was a Dangerous Serial Number, they could deduce the ten numbers corresponding to the ten mory losses.

However, speak of the devil and he shall appear—all three n glanced intentionally or otherwise toward Liang Jing.

'This beauty most likely will not submit easily; it might be a bit troubleso.'

The Gold-Rimd Glasses Captain sighed inwardly, looked at Liang Jing, and offered, "I know you are unwilling to accept this. How about this? We will still use the coin toss thod. You pick a side. If it lands on that side, I will not assign you."

"Fine, I choose heads. You will be the one tossing. Toss it a hundred tis, and if heads appears even once, I win!"

Seeing her ferocious expression, the Gold-Rimd Glasses Captain spoke with a trace of apparent pity, "You are a newcor who arrived in Hell ten days ago. You might not fully understand so of its unspoken rules yet. I will give you one chance to change the rules."

"I will not change them!" Liang Jing insisted. She understood one thing perfectly: this was her only chance to turn the tables. If she missed it, she would very likely die.

The Gold-Rimd Glasses Captain sighed helplessly and once again fished the coin out of his pocket.

Tails, tails, tails.

The coin was tossed over and over, landing on tails ti and ti again, as if caught in an endless cycle.

Liang Jing's eyes were bloodshot as she stared fixedly at the coin, looking exactly like a pathological gambler who had lost their mind.

However, the outco of the coin toss would not change according to her will.

Tails, tails, tails.

Clink. The coin landed for the hundredth ti, still showing tails.

Gold-Rimd Glasses looked at Liang Jing, or rather, he looked at the Liar-Slayer in her hand.

"What is the aning of this?"

At this mont, Liang Jing no longer looked like a crazed, losing gambler. Her entire deanor was radiant, like a drowning victim who had just pulled herself ashore.

"The weight and mass of both sides of a coin are nearly identical. How could anyone possibly toss tails a hundred consecutive tis?"

"You are a Ghost Whisperer!"

"Now, based on the result of one hundred tails in one hundred coin tosses, I deny that the object in your hand is a coin!"

"You just said you were tossing a coin, but the prop you used was not a coin at all..."

Liang Jing narrowed her eyes. She felt she now had the right to enact Judgnt upon this man at any ti. Once the captain died, no one would be left to assign her orders.

She could live!

Hearing this, both Liu Xing and the Middle-aged Uncle frowned, wondering inwardly if this guy was about to...

Capping in a shallow ditch?

'If her deduction holds up...'

'Then, the thing Gold-Rimd Glasses used to turn a lie into truth was the word "coin".'

'Now, by using his result of tossing one hundred consecutive tails to negate his Deceiver's Tongue that turned a lie into truth, that Deceiver's Tongue would revert back into a lie.'

'This is the Point to Surface Expansion commonly used when dealing with Ghost Whisperers. By finding an illogical point and negating it, one entirely unravels the deceitful narrative woven by the Ghost Whisperer.'

'However, her negation...'

Liu Xing and the Middle-aged Uncle exchanged a glance. They were absolutely certain that Gold-Rimd Glasses was a Ghost Whisperer.

However, Liang Jing's angle of negation... was entirely wrong. One hundred tails was outrageous, but it was nothing more than outrageous.

The Gold-Rimd Glasses Captain did not try to argue. He rely glanced at the muzzle of the gun and challenged, "You can try."

Since Liang Jing had issued her denial.

Then, if her denial was successful, she was telling the truth. If it failed, she was telling a bold-faced lie. She had no way out.

"You lied."

Speaking the command, Liang Jing imdiately pulled the trigger. Unfortunately, the bullet jamd.

This proved that the object in the Gold-Rimd Glasses Captain's hand was indeed a coin!

"No, no, that is impossible!" Liang Jing collapsed onto the ground in a daze.

"I warned you earlier. You have not been in Hell for long, so you do not yet understand a certain unspoken rule."

"In Hell, Liar-Slayers often masquerade as Ghost Whisperers; likewise, Ghost Whisperers frequently disguise themselves as Liar-Slayers. It is specifically ant to deceive players like you, whose logic is flawed."

"The probability of tossing a coin a hundred tis and getting a hundred tails is one in two to the power of a hundred. It is not zero!"

"Since the probability is not zero, then it is entirely possible to achieve."

"Therefore, no matter how you try to deny those one hundred tails, you will never succeed."

"Negating the Deceiver's Tongue of a Ghost Whisperer requires a one hundred percent absolute negation, not a probabilistic one."

"Simply put, if it were probabilistically and absolutely impossible to get a hundred tails in a hundred coin tosses, yet I still tossed a hundred tails, then your earlier denial of the coin would have been valid."

The Gold-Rimd Glasses Captain had no intention of enacting Judgnt upon her. Instead, he delivered a relentless lecture to completely break her down psychologically.

Paving the way for what was to co next.

Soon, Liang Jing also realized the reality of the situation. She looked around at the present players in bewildernt. She had just failed her Judgnt, yet no one was stepping forward to cast Judgnt on her?

After all, whenever a situation like this had occurred before, everyone would scramble to claim the kill.

'So that is how it is!'

"The reason you are not judging is because you want to solve the puzzle of the sixth piece of Xuan Paper!"

"Exactly," the Gold-Rimd Glasses Captain said, giving her a thumbs-up. "Right now, the Xuan Paper puzzle is on its sixth piece, which corresponds to number six. We have no way of knowing whether it is safe. If you obediently go and solve the puzzle, we can promise that as long as number six is safe and you pull the correct book, we will not judge you for the next ten hours."

Liang Jing cald down.

'I think I was...'

'completely played by him!'

'I did not want to be cannon fodder. He was afraid I might copy Wang Yan and decide to take everyone down with , so he suggested the coin toss.'

'He guided step by step into the abyss, tricking into uttering a lie.'

'If I took even a single step toward bookshelf 19866, he would cast Judgnt on in advance. Even if I could pull out two books at the sa ti to instantly erase everyone's mories again, that assus I would even survive long enough to reach the bookshelf.'

'In other words, my option for mutual destruction has already been completely severed by him.'

'I only have one path left now...'

'And that is to gamble!'

'Gamble that number six is safe!'

'Moreover, to ensure I chose to gamble, they promised that if I won the bet, they would spare from Judgnt for ten hours.'

'This is a very generous offer. As long as my gamble pays off, I can tell as many lies as I want over the next ten hours.'

'What a despicable man. He played a naive girl like ... like an absolute fiddle!'

'As expected, the more gentle the man, the more deceitful he is!'

"It seems I do not have a choice." With that, Liang Jing stood up and walked over to the desk.

She looked down at the sixth piece of Xuan Paper.

The hearts of the three captains leapt into their throats. As long as they could determine whether number six or eight was a dangerous number, they would be able to deduce all ten dangerous numbers.

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