Once upon a time, during a face-to-face fight, the police came forward to position a newcomer (actually an experienced one, it was just his first time playing with us). The fat black man jumped the prophet, spoke upright, and all the tasks that the prophet should do were completed. He also analyzed the police situation and said that the true prophet has spoken and does not need the help of good people to deceive their identities. It is the good people who have given up. A young lady in the back position who usually distinguishes humans and wolves based on their status is extremely rare to be a jumping prophet. She said that her opponent's jumping was good. Logic, status and many off-field factors proved that she was a prophet. I was in the last position, and I said that only I understand the characters of these two people (the fat black man is my colleague, and the young lady is my friend), and I fully support the young lady. As a result, except for the young lady's best friend who voted for the young lady, the rest of the police officers all voted for the fat black man who spoke strongly. So the young lady argued for the first time, but no one believed her. Except for her best friend and I, who voted for the police chief, most of the votes went to the young lady. The young lady is out, so angry. He spoke to me in his last words, saying that I was the only one who could see the situation clearly and asked me to lead the team well. God: Please close your eyes when it gets dark, and please open your eyes if you were a werewolf. The young lady looked around for the werewolves, but there were only three of them. When she suddenly looked back, I was squeezing my eyebrows at her. I will never forget the look in her eyes when she was first surprised and then angry... Follow-up: The Wolves chopped off her best friend after discussion. When I woke up in the morning, everyone still recognized her as a wolf and me as a wolf teammate. I set my position first and danced as an idiot. No one took pictures of me and I survived... The game ended. Her best friend was an idiot... I was even angry with myself for them.