At the same time as the outside world, the four men looked at the rapidly rising red voting box on the monitor. They were so anxious that they were about to go crazy.
"What's going on? Didn't they say that the people who know how to vote have already voted?"
"Yeah! Could it be that the Death Inquisitor cheated? That d*mn guy!"
Barzel, a six-foot-four burly man, did not even make him cry when he dug out his intestines. However, he was so anxious that tears were about to fall.
"It shouldn't be the Death Inquisitor. He has never broken the rules of the game."
"Then what's going on? Where did so many people suddenly come from?!"
Morse, who was standing at the side, seemed to have thought of something and continued to say, "I know. It's because we started to dig out our intestines. The blue voting box began to rise. When the people outside saw it, they became anxious too. All of them called for the people around us to vote together!"
