Life Dungeon Game

“That’s what makes this game interesting,” Heo smiled.

"It is fair in a sense. If the murderer and his accomplices know each other, it will result in a one-sided massacre. Good people will soon be killed by them or voted to be killed. This game cannot entice 'good people' to participate in this crazy killing game."

"So the accomplice knew about the killer's existence, and the killer probably knew about the accomplice to some extent, but they didn't know who each other was. Of course, this led to the interesting result we have now: the killer killed the 'accomplice'."

"ah?!!!"

Luo Luo felt completely stunned as she listened.

Kim Ah also slightly opened her mouth.

“Now let’s get back to the main point,” He Ao said, looking at Luo Luo. “If Ruo Ti didn’t have the ability to walk in the corridor, but he left the cubicle when he died, it means he obtained some kind of prop that allows him to walk in the corridor.”

This illustrates two points: first, the prop can be transferred to others; second, the prop came from someone who can move around in the corridor.

Luo Luo: "The first passenger to be killed, number 5?"

"That's possible, but more likely, it's another dead person we haven't discovered yet."

He Ao looked at Luo Luo and said, "When we passed through the tunnel a second time, there were indeed deaths."

Luo Luo looked around in confusion.

They're all alive; I've seen the dead too.

"Actually, someone died, but we didn't notice,"

He Ao paused for a moment, then slowly said,

"chef"

Almost reached 5,000 words.

Hmm, I didn't expect to write too much at the beginning and then delay it a bit. I haven't finished writing the mystery yet. Lin Chichi will make arrangements. It won't be a mess. I've already laid the groundwork.

I'll see if I can finish the next chapter as early as possible tomorrow.

A friend's book is offered as a sacrifice:

Chapter 412 Am I right, Mr. Serial Killer (Long chapter, please follow)

"The chef died? He died the second time he went through the tunnel,"

Luo Luo's eyes widened. "Then who was the chef we met next?"

"You mean, the later chef was a serial killer in disguise?"

Jin Ya said slowly.

"The later chef was indeed someone else in disguise,"

He Ao glanced at her and smiled slightly.

"If the chef is dead, then our previous doubts can be explained. The murderer who killed the chef gave the chef's tools to Ruoti, giving Ruoti the ability to go out, and then tricked Ruoti into the dining car when the train passed through the tunnel for the third time."

He walked slowly toward the dining car, followed by the crowd, including the flight attendants who followed with smiles on their faces.

He walked to where Ruoti's body had been and gently patted the table in front of him. "There must have been something in front of Ruoti that attracted him, most likely a note. And while he was looking at that note, the killer came up from behind and killed him."

He stood there, his back exposed to the people behind him.

"If Ruti had a look of surprise on his face before he died, it is highly likely that he saw the killer's appearance at the moment of his death."

"Then, the car's power surged in, killing him instantly and freezing his movements and expression in that final moment before death. This might be one of the few places on this car where we can glean any information,"

He slowly turned around, and at that moment he almost recreated Ruoti's movements and posture before his death. "When Ruoti turned around, he turned his head slightly upwards."

"If Ruoti is about 1.8 meters tall, at such a close distance and from this angle, his field of vision is actually very narrow. Therefore, the 'killer' he saw would not be too short. In other words, some of us would not be seen."

Luo Luo:

"This eliminates two of our shorter females: Luo Luo, who is less than 1.5 meters tall, and Lin Chichi, who is a little over 1.6 meters tall."

He Ao continued,

Luo Luo slightly tiptoed and protested, "I'm 1.52 meters tall!"

He Ao glanced down at her. "Okay, 1.52 meters."

Luo Luo gritted her teeth, put her hands behind her back, turned her head away, and remained silent.

He Ao smiled and looked at the remaining people. Jin Ya was not short, over 1.7 meters tall, and she was wearing shoes with obvious height-increasing insoles, so she was probably about 1.8 meters tall with the shoes on. The flight attendant was also over 1.8 meters tall.

"So you think the person who disguised himself as a chef later was the serial killer,"

Jin Ya looked at He Ao with a puzzled expression, "But how can we confirm who the killer is?"

"It was actually quite easy to deduce, but we had too little evidence, so I took the risk and set a trap,"

He Ao clapped his hands and slowly walked back along the gap between the dining tables.

Luo Luo's gaze returned to him.

"Ruo Ti's actions before his death not only helped us narrow down the suspects, but also proved that there were some 'good people'. The moment I saw Ruo Ti's body, I ruled out Luo Luo and Lin Chichi as suspects."

He Ao continued, "We got on the bus very suddenly, we basically didn't bring any..."

"Therefore, I choose to believe that it's impossible for them to have happened to be carrying a pair of stilts when they committed the murder."

Luo Luo, who had just turned around, darkened again, but she quickly composed herself and looked at He Ao, "So what happened to Chi Chi was... a setup you set up? But Chi Chi was so scared, how did you get her to cooperate with you..."

She paused suddenly halfway through her sentence, "Chichi was the first person to see the scene with you, was it at that time?!"

“Yes,” He Ao nodded gently.

“I didn’t have a complete plan at the time because there were some key things I hadn’t figured out yet. However, I chose to trust Lin Chichi. The moment she came closer, I told her, ‘Are you afraid of me?’ Of course, I didn’t make a sound, but she still ‘understood’ my implication.”

Luo Luo: "So all the fear that Chichi showed later was just an act?"

"Not entirely,"

He Ao shook his head.

Lin Chichi was genuinely scared, but this girl had a ruthless streak in her bones. He Ao could tell from the fact that she dared to eat the food in the car with him. This girl was not afraid of death when necessary.

If the same situation were applied to Luo Luo, she might not have been able to act so generously.

This is one of the reasons why He Ao chose Lin Chichi. However, he did not expect Lin Chichi to trust him so much. Although he had prepared a backup plan, there were still unknown risks involved. He originally thought he would have to talk a lot, but Lin Chichi agreed very easily.

“When everyone went back to their cubicles, I found Lin Chichi. After roughly understanding the effects of her prop, I asked her to cooperate with me in a play. I asked her to tell Luo Luo that she was going to ‘investigate’ me, but actually she was going to investigate the person I suspected.”

He Ao glanced at the kitchen behind him and continued, "The night before, we only heard two sets of footsteps heading towards the food truck, but we didn't hear any footsteps coming back."

"I later successfully retrieved the soup dumplings from the kitchen, so the murderer was hiding in the kitchen, disguised as a chef?"

Luo Luo suddenly realized, "No wonder you dragged me to the kitchen wall and said those things. Those words weren't for me, but for the murderer in the kitchen? And your conversation afterwards was also an act in front of the murderer?"

At this moment, she realized something and gave He Ao a complicated look.

"And if your guess is true, when the murderer hears Lin Chichi wanting to verify his true identity, he will kill Lin Chichi. This would not only solve one problem, but also point the finger at you."

She paused for a moment, then continued, "But even if the person in the kitchen isn't the murderer you're pretending to be, any murderer would still choose to kill Lin Chichi and then frame you, right?"

"No, if he could kill me, he would choose to kill me first, because he doesn't know if I have any backup plans. The best way is to nip the threat in the bud. Your opinion alone is not enough to kill me, and you clearly support me. He doesn't dare to gamble."

He Ao looked at her.

Luo Luo then remembered that Lin Chichi had only said those things to her, and only she knew everything else.

Lin Chichi is dead, so there's no way to prove anything unless there's a hidden murderer.

He went out to help her, but that would expose the murderer's identity.

At this moment, Luo Luo looked at the man in front of her and suddenly felt a little scared. The man had been too cunning.

But she also knew that He Ao was gambling; if He Ao's guess was wrong, then the murderer had killed him that night.

She thought for a moment and asked one last question, "Is there an easier way, like going directly to the person you suspect? If he's disguised as a chef, you definitely won't be able to find him."

“I tried,” Heo sighed. “His cubicle had a sign that read, ‘Train under maintenance, please do not disturb.’”

By displaying this sign, it becomes reasonable for the vehicle not to appear. Others don't understand the rules for operating this vehicle. Although it might arouse some suspicion, it's impossible to establish solid evidence.

The other party isn't stupid; they wouldn't leave such an obvious loophole.

Luo Luo fell silent.

This is a dead end, and He Ao's method is probably the only way to break it. While verifying the killer's identity, it also gives the killer hope.

This gave the serial killer hope of killing Heo through a vote, so that this time they didn't use 'under maintenance' as a shield.

Of course, the fact that it has been under repair for so long has raised suspicions, and He Ao has probably made backup plans.

“Your argument can explain most problems, but,” Jin Ya seemed to finally realize something at this moment, and she looked at He Ao and slowly began to speak.

"All your arguments are based on the premise that the chef was killed, but wasn't the chef an NPC in this vehicle? Can NPCs be killed? And how did that person disguise themselves as an NPC?"

There are no NPCs in this vehicle.

He Ao shook his head slightly. He walked step by step to the kitchen door, facing everyone, and placed his hand on the doorknob behind him.

The kitchen door, which was originally locked, can now be turned gently, and the sound of the latch sliding can be heard from the inside.

"Everyone in this car is a gamer."

He Ao gently pushed the door open, but instead of looking at the door slowly opening behind him, he walked step by step to the flight attendant standing at the back, and smiled.

"Am I right, Mr. Serial Killer?"

"I'm sorry, I don't understand what you're saying, sir."

The flight attendant's expression remained unchanged; he maintained his gentle and natural smile.

But He Ao saw a different kind of look in his eyes, a look that He Ao was very familiar with, the look of a wild beast locking onto its prey.

The kitchen door slowly opened to its widest extent, revealing an empty room inside, a food counter, a dark red cabinet suspended in the air by blood-red pipes, and then there was nothing else inside.

"The chef's tool should be those gloves, right? The person wearing the gloves can take any food from a fixed container in the kitchen. Those gloves should still be on you, right?"

He Ao smiled and shrugged.

"Of course, you can deny it if you want. I think since this voting mechanism is a 'method of killing' during free time, it shouldn't need a specific person to carry it out."

"We can vote for you. If you're not a player, our vote will have no effect. But if you are a player, then..."