There is One New Rule Every Month Globally

Chapter 243: 235

Chapter 243: Chapter 235

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At that moment, the identity he was portraying finally emerged from behind the curtains. He quickly scanned the room and swiftly pocketed the bloodstained candlestick from the floor, then leaped out the window and rapidly escaped from the study.

The old wall clock showed the time had reached 9:57 PM.

The screen gradually went dark.

The plot had come to an end.

This part of the plot was all the information his assumed identity could provide him.

And the once dark cinema began to brighten gradually, with the outlines of other players becoming faintly visible around him.

“Snap!”

The sound of lights being turned on echoed in his ears.

The space was instantly filled with brightness.

Chen Yi could now clearly see the space around him; they were sitting at a rather large dining table, with nine other players seated as well.

No one spoke right away.

Obviously, everyone was contemplating the plot they had just witnessed.

But Chen Yi closed his eyes tightly, quickly conjuring up the last image he had seen upon leaving the study and immediately comparing it in his mind with the scene before the woman had entered the study.

Three seconds later,

his eyes snapped open, a glint of sharpness flickering within.

After the woman left, the room had been swept of one particular item, something he had initially overlooked.

It was a plate on the desk, holding three small pastries.

This was very strange.

A woman barges into a murder scene, doesn’t scream, remains extremely calm, alters the will, and then takes away the plate with the pastries—does that make sense?

It makes no sense at all.

Clearly, this woman also wanted the deceased out of the way, or perhaps she played some role in the scenario—she might even have colluded with his character to commit murder?

That’s impossible.

Otherwise, there’d be no need for his character to hide.

So there was only one possibility left.@@@@

The woman also planned to kill the old man—her method was poison, hidden in those pastries, and her entering the study was likely to see if the poison had taken effect.

And since there were four indentations on the plate but only three pastries, it meant that one had been eaten by the old man.

So... it was now unclear whether the victim died from his candlestick or from the poison.

Chen Yi narrowed his eyes in thought for a long time before suddenly chuckling—this map was somewhat intriguing. It seemed there was not just one murderer; no, there should be only one murderer, but there were more than one person with murderous intent who took action.

More than two, in fact.

“Are you covering for him?”

“Could it be that you’re all killers?”

“Alright.”

At that moment.

A student wearing glasses, sitting opposite the yellow-haired young man, spoke expressionlessly, “Stop barking like a dog. I always thought that the kind of yellow-haired youngsters in novels who bark excessively were just the result of the author’s lack of creativity, but here it turns out to be completely realistic.”

“He doesn’t want to talk, not because he’s admitting to being the killer, but because he’s utterly uninterested in engaging with you. He thinks you’re stupid.”

“Everyone knows this map is specifically created for the August rules. Do you think you can clear it that easily? Do you take the Snow Sea Project Team for fools?”

“I can even guarantee that even if all ten players here declare four times each that they are not the killer, no one would drop dead.”

“You believe me or not?”

“The August rule of not lying is idealistic, not materialistic.”

“Judging whether you lie or not is not based on the material form of things, but on your inner judgment of the matter.”

“Do you understand this statement?”

“Dyeing your hair yellow, you look like you’ve never been to school for a day, as if your brain is filled with nothing but crap. Did your mother give birth to you just so you could dye your hair yellow, or is it that your mother’s hair is yellow and she passed on the color to you when you were born?”

“...”

After these words fell, all the players looked stiff where they stood.

“Brother...”

Next to the glasses-wearing student, a young man dressed in work overalls and pants, his face showing an odd expression, said, “You’re really aggressive, but... isn’t your mouth a bit too dirty?”

Mart rules dictate that when you insult someone, you don’t bring in family members.

Clearly, this guy didn’t adhere to Mart rules.

“I lack refinement.”

The glasses-wearing student adjusted his collar calmly and said, “I’m a native of Black Trench City, I’ve been this way since I was a child.”

“Cursing is just a dirty mouth.”

“But if you swallow the curse words, that’s a dirty heart.”

Then, looking rather provocatively at the opposite yellow-haired man, who was already livid with rage, the student sneered, “What about your mom?”

And at that moment—

A notification rang in the ears of all the players.

“Ding, the first round of clue collection begins.”

“All players must state one sentence with a clue that is truly useful to the case.”

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