There's definitely something wrong with this murder mystery game

The two remained in a standoff for a while, then Xu Shuo moved his mouth.

He didn't make a sound, but Manager Zhang's pupils suddenly contracted. This uncontrolled reaction let Xu Shuo know he had found the right person.

This also went back to the twelve individuals the male waiter had mentioned earlier – Manager Zhang was one of them, and the only one who had taken action after the power outage.

As for why the person looking for a trade produced a knife wound, Xu Shuo really wasn't very clear about that.

At the time of the chaos on the second floor, Xu Shuo's attention was mostly on being wary of the Capital Commandant. He didn't pay much attention to other places affected by the spread of the sonic wave. Only Room 304 continued fighting after the battle on the second floor ended.

Manager Zhang hid in Room 303 even earlier than the male waiter, which meant he must have been the first to get to the third floor after the power outage.

Did it mean there might be another secret hidden on the third floor?

Xu Shuo pondered in his heart, but his face remained calm, "So, how about it, do we make the deal?"

Manager Zhang was silent for a while, then seemingly without choice, he said, "I don't have any special identity, it's just that my business involves some shady dealings, so I need this batch of goods."

"Well then, if you don't want to trade, let's forget it," Xu Shuo sighed faintly.

"I'm telling the truth. Unlike you with your confused identities, do you really want me to make one up?!" Manager Zhang frowned, glancing meaningfully at his female companion.

The lady, having been brought into this without warning, shrugged.

Xu Shuo laughed, "If the Capital Commandant won't believe your words, do you think I would believe you?"

Upon hearing this, Manager Zhang fell silent for quite a long time before finally muttering in a low voice, "Alright, actually I am... a person from the Ninth District, as for my purpose here, I can't tell you that."

The female companion by his side slightly raised her eyebrows, her gaze shifting. She looked away without saying a word.

Xu Shuo stared at Manager Zhang for a long time.

The atmosphere in the resting room fell into an inexplicable silence.

Until Manager Zhang grew impatient and spoke up again, "Hey, I already told you!"

Xu Shuo curved his lips into a smile, his laughter enigmatic, "Forget it, it seems Manager Zhang truly isn't in the mood to trade. Let's leave it at that since we're running out of time."

Manager Zhang was stunned, then glared furiously, a low voice laced with killing intent came through, "I've already told you my identity, what do you mean now?!"

"You know very well what I mean, Manager Zhang."

Xu Shuo looked at him coldly, "You say you're not easily fooled, so why do you think I'm easily fooled?"

The lady listening to their conversation couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Truth be told, the reason she had so decisively revealed the truth was that revealing her identity at this point didn't really matter, and secondly, she had the gut feeling this person was not easy to fool.

Since it was a trade of information, using her identity to exchange for leads on the mission wasn't a bad deal.

It had been a while since the Capital Commandant left, and they didn't have much time to waste here. They still had to figure out how to break out of this resting room.

Xu Shuo looked at the person with furrowed brows and said faintly, "If Manager Zhang prefers not to divulge it, that's fine. After all, I'm not fond of forcing issues."

The latter didn't speak again, and the lady took up the conversation, "We really are running out of time. Let's think about how to get out of here. There are quite a few guns waiting outside. It's too dangerous to just charge out."

Now, Manager Zhang scoffed, "If not through the main door, where else do you plan to go? Dig your way out?"

The lady ignored his sarcasm and began to examine the walls, even touching them.

She then said, "This wall leads to the hotel's backyard. Do you think the three of us combined have enough strength to break through it?"

Manager Zhang looked at her as if she were an idiot.

"It's time to stop hiding our capabilities. Let's all use our strength, or else if we delay any longer, we probably won't have a chance to attend to our own businesses," the lady said discontentedly.

"I could create an opportunity for you to leave, however..." Xu Shuo suddenly spoke.

"Spit it out!" the lady looked at him irritably.

"Give me the token from District 10 you carry on you," Xu Shuo said.

Manager Zhang looked at him as if he were contemplating a mystery.

"How could they possibly think about giving this away?!"

The lady's face turned ugly at this moment, staring at him and sizing him up for quite a while.

But she didn't waste much time. Without a word, as though she had thought of something, the lady silently took off the silver ring from her ring finger and handed it over.

This act made Manager Zhang subconsciously look at his own left ring finger.

He too wore a silver ring for men, but in reality, Manager Zhang and his female companion weren't husband and wife at all.

And they had never explained their relationship.

Seeing his movement, the lady finally found an opportunity to mock him, "Idiot. Just a little sweet-talking by a woman, and you're whipped."

Manager Zhang: "..."

Clearly, the lady had used her relationship with Manager Zhang as a means to infiltrate, even proudly displaying her identity proof for everyone to see.

While chatting with a group of wealthy ladies previously, the lady had shown off her ring quite a bit.

Xu Shuo was satisfied as he pocketed the item; he didn't even glance at Manager Zhang, nor did he ask for any payment.

Neither of them brought it up again, but a strange atmosphere began to spread.

After pocketing the item, Xu Shuo picked up the rifle from the ground.

Then, under the lady's uncertain gaze, he aimed directly at the light bulb in the lounge and fired a shot.

"Bang!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Damn it!"

Four continuous gunshots rang out, one blacked out the screen in the lounge, and the other three shots went who knows where, but a sudden stench of blood filled the air.

Then came the lady's coarse cursing.

Fuck, is this your plan?!

But quickly, a surge of commotion erupted outside the lounge!

The door to the lounge was kicked open swiftly, and in the darkness, the lady pressed herself warily against the wall. She then discovered that the main hall was also engulfed in darkness!

Another widespread power outage?!

The sudden darkness prevented everyone's eyes from adjusting quickly, and the soldiers who burst into the lounge couldn't immediately lock onto their enemy. Realizing this, the lady decided to strike first!

Manager Zhang was in action with her.

This was indeed a good opportunity to break out. It didn't matter how this chance came about; they just needed to seize it!

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On the second floor workroom.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

In the darkness, a girl in a black and white long-sleeve dress stood next to the main power switch, with a group of soldiers lying on the floor around her.

Xu Shuo clapped his hands: "That went pretty smoothly."

The moment the lights went out in the lounge, he had taken a dark path to the workroom and sabotaged the main power switch. Only afterwards did he take the time to deal with a team of soldiers guarding this place.

The Capital Commandant was utterly insane, to actually have a squad of soldiers lying in wait in a mere workroom!

Xu Shuo glanced at the Character Card's time before disappearing back into the shadows beneath his feet, then reappeared in the shadows of the flower beds in the hotel's backyard.

The light spilling from the adjacent floors brought brightness, and he could only move through areas of darkness or shadow.

Moreover, perhaps it wasn't because of the Mutant Script, or maybe the concentration of darkness here wasn't sufficient—in this script, he couldn't freely command the Dark Power to condense into bizarre, tentacle-like weapons. Therefore, this body was relatively vulnerable.

In fact, Qiuzi was just a fragile, pitiful Necrophage.

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