At that, everyone gathered around the Blonde Woman.
On the side of the bedside table drawer she had pulled out, they saw a line of characters about the size of a fingernail.
[The Tall Skinny Man who voted for the Fat Man is a Werewolf.]
Everyone turned to look at the Tall Skinny Man.
Zhao Xun also fit the description "tall skinny man," but with that qualifier in front, everyone knew exactly who it meant.
The Tall Skinny Man had been squeezed to the back and hadn't had a chance to see the words carved into the drawer.
Suddenly finding everyone staring at him, he looked bewildered.
Once he squeezed through the gaps between them and read the sentence, his expression turned utterly grim.
"That's impossible!" He whipped around to face the others. "Baseball Cap definitely didn't leave this message!"
A moment later, as though something had occurred to him, he added, "It's a fake message left by the Werewolves! They're trying to frame me and mislead everyone!"
Everyone remained silent. For a while, no one spoke.
The Tall Skinny Man's expression grew uglier and uglier.
At that moment, he suddenly understood how the Dwarf Man had felt yesterday.
He knew perfectly well that he wasn't a Werewolf, but without concrete evidence to prove his identity, no amount of explaining could clear his name.
It seemed that whatever he said, he couldn't get the others to believe him.
The feeling was unbearably stifling.
Yesterday, when he realized the Dwarf Man had been falsely accused, he had merely felt sympathy.
Only after experiencing it himself today did he truly understand that anger and frustration.
But at least the Dwarf Man could activate the Hunter's skill and take another player down with him. The Tall Skinny Man could only rack