Life Dungeon Game

"Go in, go in."

Yang De went to the door.

"I was rejected by the handsome little brother."

Wu Lan waved her hand and walked into the living room.

Ji Po stood next to He Ao and said with a smile, "That's just her personality. She's not a bad person. Women over thirty tend to become more ruthless and greedy. You'll get used to it."

He Ao nodded to indicate that he understood.

Wu Lan, who was walking ahead, suddenly turned around, her expression icy. "Muscle man, who are you calling a muscle man?"

Thirty?

Wu Lan is very well-maintained; her skin is smooth and fair, and her appearance is exquisite and beautiful. She is the kind of first-class beauty who could play the leading lady in a movie.

Although her temperament is somewhat mature, that mature and charming temperament is even more captivating.

Faced with Wu Lan's questioning, Ji Po shrank back, preparing to pretend nothing had happened.

At this moment, Wu Lan turned her gaze to He Ao and revealed a charming smile, "Little brother He Ao, how old do you think I look?"

He Ao remained expressionless. "Eighteen."

Yang De, who was walking ahead, turned around and glanced at He Ao with some surprise.

This kid is a bit sly.

"Ji Po, look at He Ao, he's so young and he's already better at talking than you..."

Wu Lan angrily rolled up her sleeves.

Seeing that things were not going well, Ji Po decisively ran away.

Wu Lan followed closely behind.

He Ao watched them playfully bickering quietly.

These new colleagues... seem pretty good?

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The two didn't play around for long before Yang De took them by helicopter to a mountain in the suburbs.

Wislanka is very close to the Central Plains and is within the research institute's sphere of influence. This mission involves a relatively high level of authority, so to avoid casualties, Yang De did not send any ordinary staff members.

“This is the Ring of Deception,” Yang De said, taking out a bracelet. “Standing within a 20-meter radius of this bracelet, the aura of anyone below C-level will be concealed as an ordinary person. It can conceal half of the aura of C-level, which is enough for us.”

“This is called the Void Tent,” he said, then took out four tent pegs and distributed them to everyone.

"By nailing it in place, it will create a tent-shaped enclosed space between the four nails, which should restrain the Verola."

"However, the stronger the internal energy, the more effort and mental energy it will take to drive the nail in, so there may be danger at that time. We just need to hold on until the council members arrive."

The position of director seems to be equivalent to a B-level position in the research institute.

He Ao took the tent pegs from the Void Tent.

The research institute has a lot of good stuff.

Yang De assigned them positions and then gave each of them a miniature walkie-talkie headset.

He was in a patch of grass, and he also got a pair of binoculars.

Their ambush location was far from where the Verola might emerge from the tunnel, and it would take them some time to get there.

However, the terrain here is ideal for ambush.

"The car is here."

Yang De's voice came through the headphones.

He picked up his binoculars and looked into the distance. This was the first time he had ever seen the Verola emerge from the 'tunnel'.

The front of the car slowly emerged from the void, followed by the rest of the car body, as if it had truly emerged from some kind of 'tunnel'.

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Inside the Verola.

He Ao reached out and opened the cubicle door.

The sunlight outside the car window was extremely intense, and the mountains, bathed in its blazing heat, appeared breathtakingly beautiful.

It has to be said that this car is very good at choosing its locations.

This time, when He Ao opened the cubicle door, he didn't see the little head popping out beside him. The door to cubicle number 6 slowly opened, and Luo Luo walked out of the cubicle, hesitantly peeking out and looking at the cubicle next to her.

The door to cubicle number 4 was open, but no one came out.

Come.

He Ao walked over and slowly pushed open the door.

Lin Chichi lay on the small bed, holding a drawing board with no writing on it.

Her eyes were closed, and there were no marks on her body; she seemed to be fast asleep.

"you···"

Luo Luo stood beside He Ao, staring blankly at Lin Chichi, unable to utter a single word for a moment.

Jin Ya also walked over at this moment. She looked at Lin Chichi and fell silent for a short while.

Lin Chichi's body slowly sank into the floor.

Now there are only three passengers left here.

"Chichi, she..."

Luo Luo looked at He Ao, hesitated for a moment, and then slightly opened her mouth.

"Call the flight attendant over, the game is over."

He Ao said slowly.

"what?"

Luo Luo was taken aback, but she ultimately followed He Ao's instructions and called the flight attendant.

"Hello, how can I help you?"

The flight attendant walked over with a smile on her face.

"Could you please open the door to cubicle number seven?"

Luo Luo glanced at He Ao and said softly.

The flight attendant slowly walked over and opened the door to compartment number seven, revealing the dark vortex to everyone.

Luo Luo looked at He Ao.

This time, they have to send people out.

There are three passengers left. If the murderer is among them, and we don't find a way to find him this time, there will only be two left next time, and two people won't be able to vote.

Then, when the killer goes through the next tunnel, he kills the last person, and he wins.

Of course, if you cast the wrong vote this time, the game is over.

So, is it time to vote?

Jin Ya glanced at He Ao and asked in a low voice.

"Ah."

He Ao nodded slightly.

The flight attendant stepped aside, seemingly waiting for the three to vote.

Where should we begin?

He Ao glanced at Luo Luo and Jin Ya, and slowly began speaking in both languages, "Let's start with the hidden rules of the game in this car."

"This car tells us that 'a serial killer' has infiltrated our ranks. This implies that there is only one serial killer, and this is a 'cat and mouse' game. All we have to do is find the serial killer who is among us."

At this point, He Ao smiled.

"But this game is not actually a 'catch the culprit' game, but a faction-based game. At the beginning, all the 'good guys' fall into a logical trap, namely, 'there is only one enemy,' and apart from that one enemy, all the other good guys are good guys."

However, the game doesn't tell us whether the serial killer has 'accomplices'.

Hearing this, Luo Luo was stunned. She stared blankly at He Ao, "Is this car lying to us?"

"This was originally a killing game they prepared. It's much easier to get a group of bad guys to kill than to get a group of good guys to break through their psychological defenses."

He Ao shrugged. "The way this car selects 'good guys' and 'bad guys' might not be random. It might actually have picked some real 'bad guys' and then given them the identity of bad guys."

Then he continued, "I couldn't understand Ruoti's behavior before, why he was targeting me, why he implied that he knew who the 'murderer' was, and why he was so confident in leaving the cubicle and going to the restaurant, until I figured it out."

This is the first layer.

Luo Luo: "You mean, Ruo Ti was an accomplice? He was helping the murderer cover up the crime? But why did the murderer..."

"Why would the murderer kill him?" He Ao smiled and continued her sentence, "I think the murderer might have killed the wrong person."

"what?"

Luo Luo was taken aback.

He Ao didn't delve deeper into this topic, but continued,

"After figuring this out, many problems are actually solved. The items distributed in the confrontation between the two different camps are naturally not similar."

"The 'good guys' faction is allocated more protective and guessing items, because the 'good guys' victory condition is to find the killer."

"The killer's side is more inclined to act when the train passes through the tunnel to cooperate with the killer. So why did passenger number 5 die in the corridor? He was not dragged out, but walked out on his own."

Jin Ya seemed to be absorbed in He Ao's analysis at this moment, and said softly, "But knowing this doesn't seem to help us find out who the killer is."

"Yes,"

He Ao nodded. "Knowing this doesn't allow us to deduce the killer's exact identity, but it has changed my way of thinking about the game. Not everyone in the killer's camp can leave the cubicle."

“For example, before his death, we never heard him leave the cubicle, so I am more inclined to believe that he was not lying and that his ability was to guess who the ‘murderer’ was to some extent.”

Luo Luo: "But if he was an accomplice, why didn't he know who the murderer was?"