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Chapter 315 The Sadness of Gu Mian

Looking in the direction where 'Dong'er' had left, Gu Mian fell into deep thought.

He sensed something was wrong right at the very beginning of the instance.

The practice of sending guests into their own rooms, explaining the rules halfway through, and then having them go to the lobby to continue listening is truly unheard of and unseen.

It's as if the production team is deliberately prolonging everyone's time in the room so that certain people can do something.

Therefore, Gu Mian observed the hall for a while before entering.

He was well aware that there were only three people following behind 'Dong'er'.

Combined with the fact that Dong'er was consciously avoiding appearing in their sight, Gu Mian understood somewhat.

People are not killed for their own sake.

Although she had killed someone and stolen goods, Gu Mian wasn't righteous enough to immediately expose her identity and arrest her.

As long as she doesn't cause trouble for herself for no reason, Gu Mian won't say another word to her.

Moreover, this 'Dong'er' was really sensible. She didn't say a single word to him throughout the entire instance, nor did she take the initiative to cause trouble for the other guests. She just stayed there quietly, pretending to be an innocent little rabbit. It seemed that she wanted to stay quietly until the three days were over.

Unexpectedly, the fortune teller exposed the truth about this little white rabbit today.

Gu Mian hiding under someone's bed today was definitely not to climb out and show off at the end.

He had come to this room to examine the real body of Dong'er.

Unexpectedly, just as he squatted down by the bed to examine the corpse, the fortune teller pushed the door open and entered.

Since she was a thief, Gu Mian didn't think twice and crawled under the bed.

Yuwen Hao, who had followed him, also subconsciously crawled inside.

Fortunately, the two of them had been crouching by the window from the beginning, so the fortune teller who entered from the doorway didn't see them at all.

At this moment, the fortune teller, who had been stabbed, finally had a chance to speak. She opened her eyes slightly and looked at the two people who crawled out from under the bed: "What are you doing here?"

She originally thought she was the only thief, but who would have thought that after breaking into the house, she would discover two accomplices who had sneaked in earlier.

It's truly suffocating.

Yuwen Hao's expression was not good: "I was tricked into coming here."

Gu Mian said she was coming back to arrest someone, so he eagerly followed her, but things didn't develop in the direction of arresting someone at all.

When Yuwen Hao followed Gu Mian into the room and discovered the corpse under the bed, he realized something was wrong, but it was too late to run away.

The fortune teller turned to look at Gu Mian, seemingly waiting for him to speak.

Gu Mian had no choice but to pat her white coat and say, "Actually, I'm here to analyze the corpse under the bed."

The fortune teller silently looked Gu Mian up and down. True to his name, he was indeed a doctor.

However, what it treats is still up for debate.

She was more inclined to believe that Gu Mian was a doctor at a mental hospital because she had heard that doctors at mental hospitals were more likely to suffer from mental illnesses.

But seeing how interested he was in the corpse...

"Are you a forensic pathologist?" the fortune teller asked tentatively.

“No,” Gu Mian denied, “I don’t have a particular fondness for corpses, but you see…”

At this point, he had already lifted the bed sheet, and the diviner was thus able to see the full appearance of the corpse under the bed.

It was a woman, now completely dead. Her top had been ripped off, so her upper body was exposed, but her underwear was still on.

At the beginning of the game, the fortune teller was also afraid of the dead and didn't even dare to look at them for long.

But as time went by, this fear gradually faded, and now seeing a corpse only evokes a feeling of discomfort.

At this moment, the diviner was staring at the corpse under the bed, which emitted a faint, nauseating stench.

"Is there anything special about it?" She stared at it for a while but couldn't find anything wrong.

Having no other choice, Gu Mian had to explain: "Look, this female corpse is about 1.63 meters tall and weighs about 100 kilograms. Her figure is very similar to that of the imposter. The copy was done on purpose."

So even if a fake person takes someone else's clothes off and puts them on, no one will notice that it's inappropriate.

Yuwen Hao chimed in from the side, "That's right, so when the fortune teller was talking to himself next to us, he said something like, 'The method of the hidden player killing the guest is actually the normal way to play this instance'... The instance is specially designed so that the guest and the hidden player are about the same size, so that it's not easy to be caught killing and robbing... What did I just say?"

The fortune teller was stunned. She was in a daze for a while before she spoke: "You said that the dungeon specifically chose two players of similar size to play the roles of opposing factions..."

This makes it easier for players to hide and commit murder and robbery.

This is indeed a sign of the dungeon favoring hidden players...

However, this is also the biggest weakness of hidden players.

Once the guests learn of this rule, the identities of these hidden individuals will be instantly exposed!

Unfortunately, this rule is now known to all the guests—including the one who was lying on the ground with his clothes pulled off.

So that's how objects are identified!

“But…but…” the fortune teller recalled his four potential candidates, “They are all men. Wouldn’t it be strange if they wore my clothes?”

Yuwen Hao looked at the fortune teller: "Why don't you look at what you're wearing?"

The fortune teller then realized what was happening.

Before the game started, she was a fortune-telling enthusiast, so she was fascinated by the medieval witch's attire.

Of course, she can't dress herself up as a witch, but wearing a cool black trench coat is still an option.

When the wind blows, she often turns up the collar of her trench coat to create a cool and mysterious aura...

So she brought that outfit directly into the game.

"A black trench coat. It doesn't look like a women's style. It would suit a small man quite well." Gu Mian glanced at the fortune teller's trench coat.

Gu Mian's own coat was a white lab coat. Because it was a special item, he knew that it would automatically change to the most suitable size no matter who wore it.

This instance probably considered this point as well, so it didn't match him with any suitable partners of similar build. The only male partner was even half a head shorter than him.

At this moment, Yuwen Hao became lively: "I remember, I remember one of my girlfriends was a woman who was about the same height as me."

The fortune teller also focused her attention on the smallest man among the candidates she had chosen.

With this clue, they should be able to leave this place soon.

"However, I remember that none of your remaining two options have a similar build to yours." The fortune teller looked at Gu Mian strangely, unaware that Gu Mian's coat was a special item.

“That’s right,” Gu Mian nodded, a sad expression on her face. “So even if you leave, I still have to stay in this godforsaken place to vet my potential partner.”

The fortune teller looked sympathetic.

Yuwen Hao scoffed, "You probably just want us to leave early so as not to affect your performance, right?"

(End of this chapter)