Kapitel 28: Chapter 25 Game Over_3
There were no weapons of great lethality; the youth casually lifted the keychain in his hand and said with a pleased smile, "Just kidding, I don't have a gun."
Detective: "..."
But in the very next moment, when he had just relaxed, Xu Shuo pulled out a square cloth with lightning speed and pressed it against his face!
Caught off guard, the detective didn't have time to hold his breath. Instantly, he tasted the bitterness of almonds at the tip of his nose, a dry, nauseating feeling surged up his throat, his body suddenly felt dizzy and weak, and a stifling pain, as if his breath was being suffocated, gripped his chest.
Cyanide!
This guy actually carried it with him!
And he even attempted to kill to silence the witness after being discovered!
The detective struggled fiercely, trying to make a noise, while his left hand reached for the mobile phone on the table, only to have it pressed down by another hand.
He looked up, and there, just inches away, the youth used the cloth to cover his mouth and nose, holding up a finger and lightly said with a smile, "Shh, don't move, just stay like this for a little while."
Detective: "!!!"
The room in the left corridor on the first floor was in a blind spot from the staircase; one could see the doorway, but the scene inside the room was completely hidden.
Xu Shuo watched the countdown of the game, and after the detective gradually lost the strength to struggle, he let go of him.
It seemed to be a common habit among all detectives not to rush to call the police to catch the criminal upon discovering the truth, but to reason out their own speculations in front of the perpetrator first.
That's just asking for trouble.
Thankfully, his mission was only to "avoid being arrested as the murderer."
Hope there will be more detectives like this in the future.
At that moment, hurried footsteps approached from behind, and Xu Shuo turned to look, only to see the photographer running over with a grave expression.
"Gu Miao—"
The photographer paused as he entered the room, the youth stood to the side as if playing with his mobile phone, while the detective lay on the table, utterly silent.]
He stared in shock for quite a while: "What happened to him?"
Xu Shuo glanced at the detective, whose position was not quite graceful, and then looked at the photographer and said with a smile, "He's asleep."
Photographer: "..."
After staring at each other for a good while, the photographer suddenly lunged forward and grabbed Xu Shuo's collar, his tone dark as he said, "So it's true, you're the one who killed the Manor Owner, aren't you?"
Thrust against the table behind him, Xu Shuo did not admit anything, but instead asked with a smile, "What's your mission?"
"Your mission was to kill Mr. Guo?" the photographer countered, staring straight at him, his eyes brimming with restrained, storm-like emotions.
"Your mission requires you to find evidence," said Xu Shuo.
The words they exchanged seemed to be on completely different wavelengths, but the same message was conveyed.
Xu Shuo opened the system panel. Although he was unsure if the players could see each other's systems, he still pushed the panel, which was counting down, in front of the photographer.
He said with a smile, "What a pity, I've already destroyed the evidence just now. Although it could still be retrieved, but—"
As he saw the one-minute countdown, the chord in the photographer's mind snapped, his gaze gradually darkening.
His intuition focused on the mobile phone held by the chef.
As long as he could lastly confirm the motive, he could select this guy out from a two-person lineup!
Xu Shuo felt the hand on his collar gradually applying force and in the moment before the other party was about to act, he glared fiercely, suddenly grabbed the photographer's hand, and twisted it with force, then, as the photographer's entire upper body was forcibly turned with the arm, Xu Shuo pulled out the cloth from his pocket—
"Even though your mission might not conflict with mine..."
In the final moment, Xu Shuo looked at him and smiled strangely.
"I just don't want to lose."
"As long as there is no evidence, I'm not yet a murderer, am I~"
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