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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.