When Yue Nu mentioned the random distribution, the atmosphere became tense.
Guo Jimei spoke first, "How can this be? If this item were to fall into the hands of a ghost, wouldn't they be able to use it to identify one of their own?"
Li Yibai looked at Guo Jimei. "You can shut up now. Lin Qi didn't find the voting slip in your dormitory. The seventh vote for Li Wentao was most likely cast by you. You probably followed us last night, voted, then threw the slip away and pretended nothing happened. As it stands, you're the prime suspect for being the ghost. So, quit blabbering."
Hearing this, Guo Jimei's face reddened. "I already said I didn't vote last night, and I have no idea why the slip is missing! The voting slip disappearing is actually disadvantageous for me, because its presence would prove I didn't vote!"
"Maybe, maybe she…" Guo Jimei shifted her gaze towards Yuan Qinghua as she spoke.
At this time, Yuan Qinghua also turned her head. Their eyes met.
