(I hate guessing the most!)
Tickβ
The minute hand moved forward and reached 12 oβ clock.
The third day was here.
Following the prompts given at the beginning of the Infinite Nightmare Game, the players were supposed to attend the Mr. Aβs funeral on the third day.
But now, four players were sitting on the sofa in a row.
Old Chen was upset, the female high school student was ashen, Gold Chain was speechless, Shen Dongqing was still out of the situation and Yellow Hair⦠he was already on intimate terms with the portrait of the deceased person in the photo frame.
And sitting opposite of them were four people, noβ¦. more accurately, they were four ghosts.
After removing their camouflages, they revealed the horrific appearances they had at their time of death.
The hostessβs entire body was drenched with blood and her four limbs were littered with axe cuts; the insane mother-in-law had a pair of scarlet red eyes and it was twitching in discomfort and she was Β mumbling something under her breath; the little girl in the flower skirt was holding onto a head that looked similar to hers in her arms as she obediently sat in a small chair.
The hall was dead silent.
Old Chen could not resist the urge to speak and broke the silence at last: βCan the funeral begin?β
The hostess hesitated for a moment: βItβs impossible for the funeral to proceed.β
A person can become a ghost after they die, but what about a ghost? Mr. A was too dead to die after he died again.
Old Chen: βBut we have to complete the task in order to leave.β
The hostess pondered for a while: βThe clearance condition is to attend the funeral first before finding the murderer.β
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Swatting the sofa, Old Chen blurted out: βThen letβs hold the funeral.β
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However, they were stuck in the middle of a loop which made it impossible for the story to develop according to its intended course.
Thus, they were in trouble.
Beepβ
At that moment, a car horn sounded outside the door and it drew everyoneβs attention.
A public bus stopped at the gate of the courtyard and emitted a ray of orange light.
Subsequently, the door opened and a long-legged silhouette directly jumped over the two steps and landed on the ground. He was very tall and he wore a long trench coat that outlined his wide shoulders and long legs. While it was hard to perceive his appearance in the darkness, he was felt like a sheathed sharp blade from the distance, keen and dashing.
He lifted his eyes and looked towards the hall. There was a touch of orange in his eyes and he happened to look at Shen Dongqing.
βGood evening.β
He smiled at Sheng Dongqing as he stepped in.
The sofa was already full of people, and there were no seats available.
The hostess stood up in a hurry: βYou, pleaseβ¦β
βNot necessary,β He reached out to press the hostess down and sat on the armrest instead. With barely any place to sit, those pair of long legs crossed over one another. βThere isnβt a lot of time; cut to the chase and explain the problem you encountered.β
The hostess nodded and raised the issues one by one: βItβs like thisβ¦ My husband, which is Mr. A, died again. Therefore, the funeral can no longer be held and the players canβt complete the task as a result.β
The person listened very carefully and gave an occasional nod.
Leaning towards Shen Dongqing who was beside him, Old Chen squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth β voice akin to a mosquito β and asked: βDo you know this person?β
He smiled at him, and even sat on the armrest that was next to him directly.
Shen Dongqing shook his head, doubtful. βI donβt know him.β After he spoke, he raised his head to look at the person seated beside him.
The person was very tall and adding on the fact he was sitting on the armrest, it elevated him by a fair portion when compared to Shen Dongqing.
From Shen Dongqingβs angle, he could see the sharp outline of his jaw.
Shen Dongqing proceeded by biting his lips with some embarrassment: βHowever, he does look quite delicious.β
But what he meant was not the other βdeliciousβ.
What he was referring to instead was the pure yin energy that the man radiated, which was a rare and delicious treat to Shen Dongqing. If he was not a human at the present moment, he would have already pounced on him and taken a bite or two.
When his voice landed, a low chuckle suddenly broke out.
βThank you for the compliment.β That person lowered his head and looked towards Shen Dongqing, βI forgot to introduce myself, Zhou Wenyan.β
Shen Dongqing held out his hand stiffly and it slid into Zhou Wenyanβs hand: βShen Dongqing.β
The pair shook their hands amicably before they quickly loosened their grips.
Zhou Wenyan retracted his hand: βI have already understood the problem youβre facing. After communicating with the game system, it dictated that you can clear the level as long as you guess who the murderer is.β
Old Chen said with much difficulty: βWe are lacking in clues, and we donβt know who the murderer is exactly.β
Zhou Wenyan leaned back and gestured towards the four ghosts in front of them before he lazily said: βAll the suspects are here, if each person guesses one, you should be able to catch the dead mouse.β
Others: Why did it sound so familiar?
Gold Chain furrowed his brows and grimaced: βWhat if we guess incorrectly?β
βGuess incorrectly?β Zhou Wenyan slanted his head and his mouth curled into a careless smile, βThen you can only die.β
Gold Chain shivered and shut his mouth.
If you guessed incorrectly, the consequence was death. Who would dare to try?
All of them quailed in the silence.
βI know!β While the others were thinking hard about who the murderer was, Shen Dongqing suddenly raised his hand and it attracted everyoneβs attention.
βI know who the murderer is.β
Zhou Wenyan gaze turned towards him, and his dark and deep eyes reflected the youthβs pure and innocuous face.
βSpeak,β he whispered.
Shen Dongqing shook his fist and slammed it into his other palm before he said in an eloquent fashion: βSince the deceased person is Mr. A, then his murderer must beββ
βMe.β
He pointed to his nose: βI just killed Mr. A.β
In Shen Dongqingβs simple and crude logic, it was doubtless that he answered the question.
He raised his eyes and looked towards Zhou Wenyan with widened and distinctive eyes as if he was seeking praise.
Zhou Wenyan held his chin with one hand, amused.
He was not wrong, nor was he correct.
Shen Dongqing saw his reaction and scratch his head: βUnless the person I killed wasnβt Mr. A?β
Thatβs why he said, he hated guessing the most!
Β» Mr. A was too dead to die after he died again.Β« That sentence cracked me up lololol
ZWY appears, SDQ: He looks delicious Τ (Β―οΉΒ―Τ ) (And we all start thinking the wrong thing :3)
oh i know what you thinking hahahahaha
My brain is too green for this πΉ
Oh did a wild ML just appear. The mc is a delight.
I thought what he mean delicious is that* ππ
The murderer is… Mr.A!
After all he killed his family. π€·ββοΈ
omg this silly fierce ghost is too cute lol
Our “delicious” gong is here!!! BANZAIIII
This is really funny! I can’t help to laugh out loud now. Ohhh! Is he the ML?
Thanks for the chapter!
ahhh the mc is such a cinnamon bun
Thank you for the chapter!
MC meets stranger: Do you know how appetizing you are?
Stranger: Hu? Are you hitting on me?
MC: if I wasn’t in a man’s body right now, I would pounce on you!
Stranger: …you mean you are attracted to me but you’re not homosexual?
MC: you are just so… nutritious.
Stranger: …
#met a cannibal on the streets #what to do
Κ±ΒͺΚ±ΒͺΚ±Βͺ (αα’ΰ₯α«β)
Oh my God π
so cute π
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Who’s the son of the mother in law?
Well… he’s not wrong. π
Let me be honest! When the ML appeared the situation reminded me so much of my Gods of Misfortune in Global Examination πππ
This! This story is so similar to Global Examination. I read that quite a while ago, and at first I really thought I was re-reading something I’d already read when I started on this. But it’s been long enough that I forgot the story title, so I’ve been searching the comments for someone else to remember it for me. Thank you.
SDQ giving everyone a simple, unreasonable yet reasonable logic
This is basically asking a game dev for help because they’re stuck in a game scenarios they have no idea how to finish π
Mc is so cute ah, how can someone be so adorable ππ
LOL HAHAAHAHHAHA SDQ whyyyπππ
Omg…SDQ is so cuteπππ
SD: I killed the dead Mr.A so I must be the killer confident smirk
ML: baby no-
I died ππππ
I’m guessing its either the mother or the daughter carrying that head
Hahahahahha too cute
Π‘utieeee πππ
i wheezed when he innocently said β¨meβ¨ and the fact that he wanted a praise bye im deceased-