Transtor: der Transtions
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At this moment, the Fatty suddenly noticed that Jiang g had turned around, holding something resembling a spear.
He squinted his eyes, realizing it looked very much like Su Yu's e.
“Doctor, what is this?”
“When I came out, this thing was stig into Brother Zhen Jianren,” Jiang g raised the e, gesturing to Zhen Jianren's body as if trying to recreate the se for the Fatty.
“Look,” he poked the corpse and then looked up at the Fatty, signaling, “It was stabbed right here.”
Ign Jiang g's inhumaions, the Fatty raised his eyebrows, p, “You mean he wasn’t killed by a ghost, but by Su Yu waiting outside the door?”
“Su Yu stabbed Zhen Jiao death with the e?” The Fatty's tone grew strange.
Jiang g stroked his , then suddenly jabbed the Fatty with the e at lightning speed.
The Fatty was pletely unprepared a a solid poke in his rear.
“Doctor!” The Fatty covered his backside, “Why did you poke me?”
Uedly, Jiang g acted as if nothing had happeilted his head at him, and slowly asked, “Does it hurt?”
“Um…” After a moment, the Fatty rubbed his backside and holy replied, “It's okay, not too painful.”
At this point, he also realized that the sharp end of the e had bee dull over the years from rubbing against the ground, so it wasn’t very lethal.
“Doctor,” as if he had figured something out, the Fatty excitedly excimed, “I uand what you mean now. This was a deliberately staged fake se. A dull-headed e ot kill someone!”
Jiang g looked at him skeptically and paused before saying, “You figured this out just because you're so excited?”
“What else could it be?” the Fatty asked.
“If the murderer use a dull-headed e to stab someoo death, then the required strength and teique are definitely not something an ordinary person match,” he poi the corpse on the ground. “Look, there’s only oal wound, right at the back, a sial strike. I suspect the murderer hid behind the wall and then suddenly attacked.”
“The murderer doesn’t seem like Su Yu, the daeacher,” Jiang g shook his head, “but rather like a professional killer.”
The Fatty thought for a moment, then looked up and said, “Doctor, now that you mention it, I remembered that I saw people who were killed by Yao in the mirror before.”
“There were security guards, students, teachers, and… our people. There were about more than ten of them,” he recalled.
Jiang g turo look deeper into the room, which had unknowingly fallen bato darkness, “Excluding Yao, there were a total of 15 people,” he said with a firm tone, as if he had verified it.
Clearly, aside from the nine who died ten years ago, the rest were people from this mission.
The Fatty seemed to uand Jiang g’s implication, his face slightly ging, “So, besides us, there’s aeammate still alive?”
They had already seen the corpses of gsam Woman, Long Tao, Luo Yi, and Zhen Jianren, so they were excluded from the t.
Calg like this, only Yu Wen, Zhou Taifu, and Zhang Yinyin remained, whose bodies they hadn’t seen.
“Doctor,” the Fatty suddenly said, “Zhou Taifu should be dead; I just saw him in the mirror because he had a fshlight at his feet, so I saw him clearly.”
Actually, when Jiang g mentiohe word professional killer, the first persoty thought of was the mysterious Yu Wen, as her aura was strikingly simir.
Although they hadn’t seen Yu Wen’s corpse, the two had discovered one of her severed arms in Building C.
Based on the gruesome scars on the severed arm, it was undoubtedly done by a ghost, so Yu Wen was likely dead as well.
This left only Zhang Yinyin.
“Doctor,” the Fatty hesitated for a moment and said, “What if Zhang Yinyin wasn’t killed but is hiding?”
Jiang g stared at the e in his hand, lost in thought.
By now, time had pletely lost its meaning during this mission. Jiang g had predicted that the sun would no longer rise, and it seemed that this had indeed bee a prophecy.
The Fatty gazed into the pitch-bight, his fear growing stronger.
“What should we do ?” The Fatty swallowed hard and lowered his voice to ask, “I think the music definitely has problems; we…”
“Let’s go to the music ,” Jiang g didn’t waste any time.
The Fatty followed behind him, realizing that he was struggling to keep up with Jiang g’s pace, “Aren’t we bringing Su Yu?” he caught up and asked in fusion, “He must be reted to crag the mission.”
“He’s already in the music ,” Jiang g replied casually.
The Fatty paused, and then his eyes gradually cleared up as he expio himself, “I uand now, Doctor. Since Zhang Yinyin could find the e to stab Zhen Jianren, she could naturally find Su Yu, and as an important clue, she must have taken him away.”
“Now the only pce they go is the music , as that’s where Yao hanged herself, and it’s also the venue for the third rehearsal.”
Unclear if it was disdain for the Fatty’s chattiness or something else, Jiang g stopped speaking.
As they passed through the courtyard, the Fatty noticed that Su Yu, who had beeo a chair, was indeed missing.
The rope had been cut; one end y over the chair while the other end was s the ground.
Leaving the equipmeer and walking toward the music , the Fatty’s steps felt much lighter.
The mission plot had bee clearer, starting with lust and ending with lies.
And the ultimate result was the end of more than a dozen lives.
“Doctor,” the Fatty's voice came, “There’s ohing I don’t uand: why did Yao kill so many people but never went after Su Yu? He’s the one who deserves to die the most!”
“Could it really be those talismans that are effective?” His voice grew increasingly doubtful.
Jiang g slowly spoke, “It’s the rules.”
The Fatty had heard this term many times before; whenever he entered an unsolvable problem, Jiang g would bring up this enigmaticept.
It had almost bee a way to brush him off.
“I don’t uand,” the Fatty said holy, “I only know that if it were me, I would kill Su Yu without hesitation, to the best of my ability.”
“In nightmares, there are no absolute dead ends; the rules leave a way out for everyone,” Jiang g g the Fatty beside him, his tone being unfamiliar, “When I say everyone, I don’t just mean partits like us, but also people in this world, even… ghosts.”
The Fatty suddenly looked up, exg, “Ghosts?”
“If we must use the term mission to describe it, then not only do we have a mission, but key figures like Su Yu and Yao, who has bee a ghost, also have missions.”
“Our missions iwine, full of intricate es, but there’s ohing that’s unified,” Jiang g suddenly stopped walking, looking up at a dark, massive building before them.
“We are all bound by the rules.”
(End of the Chapter)
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