The clouds outside the window had dispersed long after Yi Shengsheng's death. The moonlight fell like a white silk ribbon, outlining a layer of silver on the person on the stone railing.
"I told you at the beginning of the game that I was an ordinary student." The balcony was small, so Shang Xia stopped at the window and looked up at the other person. "You obviously didn't meet other players at that time, so how did you know that you were in Class 414?"
It was because of this that he initially determined that the other party was in the same camp as him.
Shi Yu: "When I went to the sports meet, I brought a book with me, which had the names of the classes that I represented written on it."
Shang Xia laughed: "After all this time, I actually lost because of a book."
Shi Yu just looked at him and said nothing.
Shang Xia: "Liu Yipei fell to his death before. I suspect his death is related to Su Lingque who also fell to his death three years ago. But you said it was done by a ghost player. Is that true?"
Shi Yu: “Yes.”
"So it was you who caused him to fall from the building?"
"yes."
"The man who provoked Lin Zhi to death bought the lamp but still died inexplicably. Was it you who did that?"
"yes."
"Then this," Shang Xia spread out his hands, revealing the flowing cloud hairpin that he had been holding in his palm, "it fell in the teaching building before. Was it actually planned by you? Did you throw it away on purpose?"
Shi Yu did not deny: "It's a temporary plan."
Shang Xia understood: "It's true that Wu Qianchuan attacked you, and it's also true that you resisted him and scratched him, but he didn't succeed. You ran away and deliberately left the hairpin with his blood on it at the scene?"
Shi Yu nodded.
"It doesn't matter who we are. If we see the blood on the bag, we will go find someone with a wound. Whoever has a scratch on his body is the 'ghost player' who deliberately harmed the 'ordinary players'. At that time, killing the 'ghost player' with a scratch on his body is what the people want."
"If we push it back further, Wu Qianchuan is dead but the game is still going on. We will naturally suspect someone is framing you. We will suspect that there was a ghost player around Wu Qianchuan when he killed you. At the same time, we will be more cautious about the ghost player hiding in the dark. But no matter how we kill each other, we will not suspect you. After all, no one will suspect a player who is judged dead by the system."
“But I don’t understand,” Shang Xia put away the gun in his hand at some point and stepped forward again, “The premise of all this is that Yi Shengsheng, who is judged as a non-human by the system, will make up your number.”
The two were very close to each other, but Shi Yu did not dodge. Compared to the rolling in the other's eyes, he remained calm and quiet, without even a fluctuation in his eyes: "I killed the ghost in the main mission, but its existence has not disappeared."
After all, he was identified by the system as the big boss of the main quest. How could he be eliminated so easily? At least he should not be completely eliminated just because of a recording he made or because he spoke a few words to Lin Zhi.
"The ghost lost its power and hid in Yi Shengsheng's body?" Shang Xia suddenly realized, "It just so happened that Yi Shengsheng was declared dead at that time, and the system updated the information to only five players left. You took advantage of the situation and disappeared, passing the identity of the ghost player to Wu Qianchuan?"
He stared into the other person's eyes without blinking, and his tone became lighter: "Or let me be more conspiratorial. The ghost losing its power and attaching itself to Yi Shengsheng was not a coincidence, but your handiwork?"
Shi Yu did not comment.
It's equivalent to default.
No wonder, Yi Shengsheng's method of killing is the same as that of the shadow ghost, which is violence leading to mechanical asphyxiation; no wonder she was shot and covered in blood and had to escape when the shadows covered the sky; no wonder she came back to kill Lin Zhi when she was injured.
The shadow ghost exists only because of Lin Zhi. If it wants to recover, the key lies in Lin Zhi.
Lin Zhi probably never thought that he would almost die at the hands of the being that was created because of his evil thoughts.
Shang Xia laughed softly: "Shishi, you are really skilled at killing people with borrowed knives."
He set up the stage and directed a big show.
Liu Yipei, Oval Face, Wu Qianchuan, even Xue Chengyu and Yi Shengsheng, each of them was obviously Shi Yu's target, but in the end they died at the hands of ordinary players who were their companions for various reasons.
But the culprit never even touched blood from beginning to end, he was clean and spotless.
[I also think he is very skilled. Can a normal person who grew up peacefully really be able to do this? ]
[I thought I was a fan of a gentle and pretty little angel, but it turned out to be a big devil with natural black skin. I am in tears.]
[The worst thing is that the worse he is, the more I love him. Damn, I suspect he cast some kind of spell on me to make my worldviews follow my senses.]
[They all turned into ghosts and wished that there would be as many humans in the God's Domain who would stab each other in the back and kill each other and die tragically in other places as possible. So stop talking about your values here. Is it so hard to admit that you like this one? I just like Master Meiren. I love him to death! ! ]
[Stop it, I can't see the screen clearly, the game is not over yet. Even if Shang Xia is the only ordinary player left, he is not that easy to deal with.]
[It would be fine if Shi Yu hadn't revealed his identity, but he has now. To be fair, Shang Xia's fighting power alone is enough to crush all the other dead players in this game. I have been following his live broadcast for so long, and I have never seen him lose a fight to anyone, including all the ghosts he met along the way. ]
[I, Xia Xia, will never lose!!!]
"There are only three of us left now. That guy named Lin is useless, and you and I are opponents. It seems like we can only decide the outcome by fighting."
Shang Xia let go of the thread and raised his eyebrows, "Do you want to move to another position?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a ball of extremely cold ghost energy suddenly rose up from behind him and attacked his back fiercely.
Shang Xia turned over and dodged, and saw that the ball of ghost energy was suspended by a circle of silk thread, quietly resting in Shi Yu's palm.
Shi Yu's fingertips moved slightly, and silk threads shot out from his five fingers.
Shang Xia jumped up and grabbed the window sill above his head, bent his body to rub the silk thread, kicked his feet against the wall, and flew towards the opponent's face like a cannonball.
Shi Yu did not dodge. Instead, he raised his other hand and pulled up Lin Chenghuan's body, who was as unconscious as a puppet, to face the oncoming attack.
Shang Xia's fist, which was originally attacking forward, suddenly changed direction and created a crack on the stone railing.
He fell to the ground, raised his head, and couldn't help laughing: "Shishi, you are so despicable."
Under normal circumstances, Shang Xia would not care about other players. It was none of his business whether others died or lived. But now, he and Lin Chenghuan were on the same boat. If Lin Chenghuan died, he would lose.
Although he said that they had to fight to decide the winner, he actually knew that they had already lost from the moment Yi Shengsheng... no, from the moment he was used as a knife to kill Wu Qianchuan, who was also an ordinary player.
Among the three people, Lin Chenghuan's life and death were controlled by Shi Yu. As long as the other party wanted, he could end Lin Chenghuan's life at any time and end this game.
Shi Yu saw that he had stopped, and did not continue to move. He just turned his head and called out, "Cen Biexi."
A boy in school uniform flipped in from the balcony, glanced at them, and then ran towards Lin Zhi in a panic.
There was a circle of bruises on her neck caused by Yi Shengsheng's pinching with both hands, and even the rise and fall of her chest could no longer be seen.
Cen Biesi checked her breathing, and with shaking hands, he lowered his head and bit his wrist artery.
“Pah—”
A drop of blood hit the cracked tile.
Then, a line of bright red blood gathered into a stream and flowed out from the bitten wound on his wrist, dripping onto the girl's unnaturally sunken neck.
Shang Xia stood up and watched his movements: "He still wants to save her? She's already dead, can she be saved?"
Shi Yu: “It can be saved.”
Shang Xia raised his eyebrows: "Why?"
Shi Yu: "He has successfully saved people before."
The air was quiet for a while, and the night wind passed through the forest.
Shang Xia's eyes gradually showed disbelief: "Su Lingque? Lin Zhi?"
Shi Yu collected the scattered silk threads: "They are one person."
Otherwise, why did others who witnessed Su Lingque's death study hard and graduate successfully, but Cen Biexi, a divine beast, had to take a three-year leave of absence due to so-called psychological pressure?
Otherwise, why would Lin Zhi, who happened to be 70% similar to Su Lingque, be admitted to the school when Cen Biexi came back this year, and why would they be in the same class?
How could it be such a coincidence?
But if you think about it carefully, apart from the face that looks 70% alike, there is really not a single thing in common between Lin Zhi and the Su Lingque of the past.
One is enthusiastic and cheerful, the other is gloomy and depressed; one is from a wealthy family, the other is penniless; one is poorly educated and has little talent, the other is a complete idiot.
On the contrary, it is the state of Su Lingque in the days before he fell from the building that can reveal the shadow of Lin Zhi.
Cen Biexi once tried so hard to keep the girl who was as bright as the sun, but what he finally got was only all the sorrow and depression behind the sun.
But no matter whether it was her or her, they could make him inexplicably soft-hearted and go for it without hesitation.
The blood flowed more and more, and Cen Biexi's face became paler and paler.
Shi Yu walked to the French window and looked down at his hand: "You are dying."
"After that incident three years ago, she should have turned into a ghost. I didn't want her to."
The resentment in Su Lingque's heart, who jumped off the building and died at that time, could not have been small.
Cen Biesi forced a smile and said, "Once you become a vengeful ghost, even if you enter the underworld, you will suffer in hell and will never be able to be reborn. After I stopped her, her soul has been unstable."
So she didn't remember that she was Su Lingque.
Therefore, she is particularly easily influenced by the surrounding environment and people's words.
That's why her evil thoughts accumulated to form a curse that was powerful enough to change the magnetic field.
"This is the last time."
Cen Biesi exhaled and said in a hoarse voice: "Do me a favor, okay?"
He moved his lips soundlessly.
Shi Yu watched Cen Biexi fall in a pool of blood, and watched Lin Zhi breathe again.
He wrapped the silk thread around his fingers and carried the girl back to the bed, then wrapped Cenbiesi's body and dragged it out of the room.
As for Yi Shengsheng, she was just a player. When the game is over, all traces of her will naturally disappear, and there is no need to deal with them.
Shang Xia watched the whole process before speaking out, "I thought you would stop him."
Shi Yu listened: "Why should I stop it?"
Shang Xia raised his eyebrows: "It's too much of a loss to lose a life for one person."
Shi Yu: "He volunteered."
After closing the French window, Shi Yu finally looked at the remaining player who was imprisoned by him, and retracted the golden thread that was inserted into the other's head.
Lin Chenghuan suddenly woke up, and met the pair of dark eyes: "You..."
Shi Yu: "Want to make a deal?"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com