It was this NPC who revealed his identity as a player in a single sentence.
Castin met his gaze, recalling his earlier conversation with Ye Yu.
It is said that "Vili" was suddenly added to the game a month ago. He is a handsome young man, but he was born in a horror game called "Blood Town", which makes players feel very sorry.
He possesses an alluring beauty. At first, players thought he would be a seductive NPC, and some even approached him at night just to get a fleeting glance from him.
However, they were all wrong.
Even at night, the boy still looks pristine, but the moment a player makes eye contact with him, they are plunged into an eternal nightmare.
When they awoke, their bodies were already disintegrating, but their consciousness remained clear. They could only stare blankly as the butcher dismembered and chopped them up, finally throwing them into the farm's livestock troughs.
It was just a game CG, yet it sent chills down the spines of players. All the players who had been killed by Vili dared not approach him again.
However, sometimes when Willy is in a good mood, he will play some chasing games with the players, and at this time he will use a dagger inlaid with gems.
But so far, no player has ever managed to defeat Vili.
Rumors circulate on forums that the game developers may have made Vili the leader of the Butchers, replacing him as one of the bosses in the game.
Currently, apart from one player with the ID "[Villie's Only Designated Husband]" who is still trying to woo him, all other players have given up. After all, Vili is not a typical aggressive NPC; as long as you don't excessively attract his attention, he generally ignores players.
Thinking of what Ye Yu had said, Castin's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, as if he was preparing to retreat.
The boy gently parted his lips:
"Castin?"
His gaze was fixed on the detective's head as he pronounced his name.
After a day of probing, Castin was convinced that although the town's NPCs could distinguish players from themselves, they would act according to the background logic and would never directly reveal the player's true identity.
Furthermore, they cannot see the existence of the so-called ID.
"..."
The thought flashed through his mind, and in reality, Castin nodded in agreement almost without hesitation.
"You've come at the perfect time."
The boy seemed quite satisfied with his attitude, and gently turned to the side, revealing the bloody altar in front of him.
Sometime later, the blood in the jar had dried up, leaving only a chilling red stain.
Willie handed the dagger to Castin without saying a word, but looked expectantly at the altar and then at the detective.
"..."
Faced with the cat's increasingly audacious behavior, the detective decides to be bolder.
He didn't take the dagger; instead, he looked at Vili.
Why don't you do it yourself?
Surprisingly, the game's boss wasn't angry at his questioning; instead, he blinked his beautiful eyes with a strange expression.
"You want me to come?"
The detective had a bad feeling and wanted to take back his words, but it was too late.
"All right."
Willie readily picked up the dagger, then with lightning speed grabbed Castin's hand and lightly sliced it across with the sharp blade.
Then he placed the detective's hand above the altar, watching the blood meander down, dripping.
"..."
For some reason, Castin had a feeling that he had just expected this. He sighed softly, but instead of withdrawing his hand, he used his other free hand to unbutton the cufflinks on his wrist.
"This way, the blood flows smoothly and faster."
He explained.
Vili nodded, seemingly noticing a string of black numbers on that fleeting glimpse of his wrist.
S-001.
Not knowing what that meant, Willie looked away uninterestedly, unaware of the detective's observing gaze.
As Castin's hands grew cold from blood loss, the altar was finally filled, and in that instant, the church was bathed in light.
The statue of the Virgin Mary made a huge roar and fell straight down in the direction of the two of them.
Castin glanced instinctively in Willy's direction, only to see that the boy seemed to have anticipated this scene and had already run to the side, watching helplessly as he was about to be smashed into a pulp.
But he had no intention of dying there.
The detective nimbly rolled to the side, the statue of the Virgin Mary grazing the hem of his trench coat, while he himself was unharmed.
Separated by a massive statue, the two stood on opposite sides, seemingly separated by an abyss that seemed to divide justice and evil.
Vili didn't even glance at the detective. Instead, he ran briskly to the face of the broken statue of the Virgin Mary, pried off the gem, and held it up to the moonlight to examine its color.
After all this time, we've finally found a magical gem. It seems we really have to wait for the story to unfold before we can get anything good.
Wei wiped the dusty gemstone with his sleeve, carefully stored it in his system space, and then walked out without hesitation.
The detective, left alone in the shadows, gazed into the secret chamber revealed behind the statue of the Virgin Mary and fell into deep thought.
Humming out of tune, Vili waved cheerfully to his hunting companions.
The moment they saw him, both NPCs and players froze, then turned and ran without hesitation.
"?"
Am I that scary?
Brushing off non-existent dust from his body, Willy stood there in confusion until the shadow behind him enveloped him.
The tall man stretched out his arms and hugged him from behind. A head lowered in grievance, buried in his soft neck, and the rough fibers rubbed a red mark on Willy's cheek.
"..."
Ah, he thought, he knew what he had forgotten.
Willy, who had completely forgotten to tell the butcher where he was going when he left, felt unusually guilty. He indulged the other man's actions until the breathing became heavier and heavier, almost burning him through the sack, and the hands tightened. Finally, he reached out and patted the man's face.
Even though he was unwilling, the butcher obediently let go and met Willie's gaze as he turned around.
That night, he seemed to have been through another fierce battle, his body covered in the blood of others. Vili suddenly realized something, looked down, and saw that his body was indeed covered in the bloody handprints left by the other party.
"..."
He completely forgot about any guilt, and with a cold laugh, Vili turned and left.
The butcher followed silently, but Vili got into the car and had the system lock the doors.
With the butcher's strength, he could have easily opened the locked car door, but he just stood there helplessly, staring blankly at the vehicle about to start, his hands clinging tightly to the car window.
As the vehicle was about to start, he became visibly agitated, his gray-blue eyes turning red.
"V...Vili!"
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