Jiang Xuan had barely finished when a young man surnamed Liu raised his hand with a broad smile. "I believe Miss Jiang. I vote for Mr. Xiao."
The young man beside him refused to be outdone. "I believe Miss Jiang too."
Jiang Xuan lifted her chin, looking rather pleased with herself. "Hey, handsome, you already have three votes. Two more and you're out."
Was this the power of a pretty face?
The game had only just begun. Xiao Yu had not even spoken yet, and he had already been branded the killer and received three votes.
After a moment's thought, Xiao Yu realized that the wager alone had already put him at an absolute disadvantage.
If Jiang Xuan was the killer and Xiao Yu lost, the result would be Xiao Yu treating Jiang Xuan to a lavish meal.
These two men could even use the opportunity to curry favor with a beautiful woman.
If Xiao Yu was the killer, then it mattered even less.
So these two were simply "simp players trying to please a pretty girl."
That effectively made Jiang Xuan's one vote count as three.
Xiao Yu suddenly remembered what had been said last night.
Once you saw her face, you would be fooled.
That really was the case.
Good looks were justice. Beautiful women were justice.
Even if she could not fool Xiao Yu, she could fool other men.
From the very beginning, her face had put her in an unbeatable position.
This game really was hard to play.
"Look... Miss Jiang Xuan, playing like this takes all the fun out of it, doesn't it? Are you getting paid to speedrun this?"
Zhao Yan could not help challenging her.
Jiang Xuan blinked. "What do you mean? I discovered he was the killer. What's wrong with claiming to