The detective is dead, I did it.

Chapter 111 The Witch Emily

As the name Li Ang uttered fell, everyone at the round table turned their gazes to the owner of that name—Emily—at the same instant.

She sat next to Fibel, her golden curly hair falling on either side of her face, her body trembling slightly, her fingers gripping the hem of her skirt.

"No—no—" Emily looked up, her eyes red-rimmed, tears streaming down her face. "Why? I'm not a witch—I really am not—"

Everyone looked at each other.

No one thought she was a witch.

From day one until now, her presence has been so low that it is almost negligible. Except when she sits with Lilith, she will occasionally raise her head and show a timid smile. Otherwise, she is like a blade of grass, not attracting anyone's attention.

Caltacia shifted her gaze from Emily to Leon's face, her brows furrowing slightly as if in a silent inquiry.

She didn't think Emily was a witch, but since Leon was pointing the finger at her, he must have his reasons.

"The only witch could be you," Li Ang said.

"The witch has two identities. One is the apparent identity of a judge, just like everyone else. The other is the secret identity of a witch, used to kill, to create chaos, and to make us distrust each other."

His gaze remained fixed on Emily's face, not wavering. "The power of a witch is prohibition. It prohibits others from using her power at night."

"On the first night, I tried to leave my cell but was stopped by the guards. It was because the witch activated her power, restricting my movements on that first night. Bridget was the same; the witch nullified her protective abilities and then chose to kill her."

"But she probably didn't expect that Bridget didn't protect her at all, but instead went to protect Lilith. But the result was the same. Bridget died, and the witch's power was used up."

Fibel leaned forward slightly, his eyes narrowing. "I see."

Her voice remained cold, but she spoke a little faster than usual.

"It's not that your plan was leaked, but that the witch simply doesn't care who she's protecting. She directly disabled Bridget's abilities. Whether Bridget is protecting herself or Lilith, her abilities are rendered useless."

"Then why was my ability working normally on the second night?" Boudica asked, frowning.

"Because witches have limited abilities," Fibel answered for Leon.

"If it can be used without limit, this game has never been fair from the start. She can only ban a limited number of people, and she may only have one chance."

"Then, the witch's outward identity card ability must also be useful. Only in this way can the lack of hidden abilities be compensated for," Li Ang continued.

"Emily's ability to create potions that would make her immune to two votes of execution is the perfect choice."

Even if her identity is exposed, she can still live a couple more days. As long as she survives enough nights, victory will be hers.

He paused for a moment.

"Thankfully, she didn't choose to kill Lilith or Isabella on the first night. If she had cut off our channels for verifying their identities from the beginning, we wouldn't have survived this long. It was because she didn't that we narrowed down the search area step by step, eventually allowing me to pinpoint her."

Everyone was pondering, trying to verify how much truth there was in what Li Ang said.

"But... if that's the case, shouldn't Miss Sherry be the witch instead?" Emily continued, trying to defend herself.

"Yeah, right!" Shirley clapped her hands. "Now that you mention it, I think I'm more like a witch!"

All eyes turned to her; clearly, no one expected that someone would volunteer to be the witch.

Isabella's lips twitched, clearly trying to suppress the smile on her face.

"Because your ability as a free citizen is too shameless," Li Ang replied with a smile. "Free citizens cannot be executed by voting."

If you are truly a witch, you only need to kill Caltasia on the first night to be invincible.

If Sherry is truly a witch, then with her abilities as a free citizen, killing a duelist on the first night would make her virtually invincible.

"Votes won't kill her, and if the duelist dies, no one can take her away. The remaining people can only be killed one by one, without even a chance to fight back."

Sherry tilted her head and thought for a moment, then nodded seriously. "Indeed. So I'm not a witch. What a pity."

No one responded to her.

"Emily," Leon looked at her, "do you have anything else to explain?"

Emily sat in the chair, raised her head, and noticed that her shoulders had stopped trembling. Even her eyes, which always revealed a lack of confidence, had changed, becoming calm and indifferent.

"When did you start to doubt me?" she asked, her face grim.

"At first I only had suspicions, but I was certain when I voted," Li Ang continued. "In the first round you voted for Caltacia, and in the second round you voted for me."

"So actually, in the second round of voting, it should have been two votes for Caltacia and four votes for me."

"What?" Boudica's eyes widened, and everyone except Fibel was stunned.

How would Li Ang know the exact number of votes? Isn't voting supposed to be anonymous?

On the other side, Emily turned to look at Helena, who quickly turned her head away, not daring to look at her.

Even before the voting began, Li Ang had approached her and told her about his plan, which included asking her to modify the vote count if it turned out to be unfavorable to the plan.

This can be considered blatant cheating.

"If you continue like this, the student council president won't let you off the hook." Emily's voice turned completely cold.

Once those words were spoken, the other party's suspicion was completely confirmed.

Hearing the other party's blatant threat, Helena quickly moved closer to Li Ang.

She cheated blatantly this time, directly altering the game's vote count; otherwise, only Li Ang would have been eliminated.

"Your chairman should worry about how to escape London first," Li Ang said.

"Tsk!" Emily clicked her tongue lightly, and then her figure changed. The original Emily disappeared, and in front of everyone appeared a black-haired girl with cold eyes.

Helena clearly recognized him, but didn't dare to greet him. She just kept moving her body behind Li Ang.

"You win. The game can end here." The girl snapped her fingers, and a jailer appeared. "I choose to end the game."

"allow."

Since the witch could end the game on her own, the jailer couldn't say anything.

"The game will end in ten minutes, and everyone will return to the real world."

The jailer left these words and then disappeared.

Meanwhile, in Charlotte's cell, the detective opened her eyes.

Lost memories are gradually returning.

She is Charlotte Holmes, the most famous detective in London.

But at the same time, she also remembered her conversations with Leon after she lost her memory, including when she called herself Jon.

She covered her head, a fierce glint flashing in her eyes.

It seems that her biggest secret has been discovered by that man.