The bespectacled girl was so excited she almost jumped up. Did it really want to be this useless? The target of her resentment and jealousy expanded again, pointing straight ahead... Then, it was stomped heavily on the head again. It shuddered and felt the terrifying pressure from above, and could no longer lift its head.
The class monitor smiled and said, "You can continue!"
Cheng Shuang pursed her lips, not disappointed, her fingers hesitantly swaying left and right, her eyes fixed on the human and the ghost.
Both the human and the ghost had tense faces, trembling with fear, and even the slightest furrow of their brows was identical.
Finally, his finger landed on Liao Yuewei, who was closer to Cheng Shuang, and he decisively declared, "You're the real one!"
The other one immediately cried out indignantly, "How is that possible? I'm the real one, and she's the imposter!"
Liao Yuewei's blank face finally relaxed under the little girl's kind and gentle gaze. The despair that had been pressing on her heart gradually dissipated, and she even had the mood to mock the mirror ghost that had tormented her to the point of almost losing her soul, "Are you real? A real ghost, right?"
The other 'Liao Yuewei' calmed down quickly, shrugged and smiled wryly, "Can you explain? I should have a chance to defend myself!"
Cheng Shuang smiled. Although the chocolate beans were from the same brand, without the knowledge of the human and the ghost, she had torn open the outer packaging of two small bags of chocolate beans, and the beans that fell into the plastic bags were not the same color. She deliberately waited a while before looking again, but she still couldn't find that the beans in one bag had changed to the same color as those in the other bag. Obviously, the Mirror Ghost couldn't copy and paste without her noticing.
The real Liao Yuewei, though young, already had a few barely perceptible gray hairs on her head, a clear aftereffect of the 'Arrow of Norns'. Although the Mirror Ghost could also use cards, it wasn't a living being, so the loss of lifespan had no effect on it. Liao Yuewei, however, was different. The card belonged to her, and even though the Mirror Ghost wasted it, it was done in her name, so she directly bore the negative consequences of the card.
Including the spatial grid, it's likely that the Mirror Ghost happened to learn at some point that the outsider possessed this strange ability, and when it had the opportunity to act as a substitute, it successfully copied and pasted one to confuse the judgment of the replaced person's companions.
Cheng Shuang tasted both chocolates and found them to have a sour, bitter, and rich flavor. Based on the taste alone, it was impossible to distinguish between the real and fake spatial compartments. The ability to instantly replicate and perfectly imitate must be the unique and powerful feature of the Mirror Ghost.
Similarly, since spatial grids can be copied, the maintainer's unique skills shouldn't be a big problem either.
If she wanted Liao Yuewei to use her skills to prove herself, the Mirror Ghost could probably replicate it in an instant, just like that big bag of snacks.
"Actually, there are two more points to distinguish!"
The little girl said in a deep voice.
The class monitor stood up with interest, released the bespectacled girl who was looking gloating, and slowly walked towards Cheng Shuang.
"Touch the back of your necks."
Under the watchful gaze of the class monitor, the human and the ghost subconsciously obeyed Cheng Shuang's orders and eagerly reached for the back of their necks.
"Open your hands!"
Liao Yuewei had a dark mark on her palm, while her other palm was clean.
"See, you've confessed without being asked!" The little girl puffed out her chest triumphantly. "When I helped you up, I drew a heart on the back of your necks!"
"I can only say that my heart doesn't fade!" The woman, whose palm was empty, calmly tossed her hair and turned around. "Don't believe me? Look!"
Liao Yuewei suddenly burst into laughter. She covered her face, tears welling up in her eyes as she laughed. You see, she was almost starting to doubt herself after fighting with this imposter. Ever since they were in the dance studio, it had been following her closely with an innocent yet timid demeanor, occasionally offering friendly clues to solve escape room games, doing everything it could to gain her trust.
Liao Yuewei was not easily fooled, but her weakness in this Gate of Reincarnation was too obvious. In the end, she was caught red-handed and almost replaced.
Seeing it foolishly surrender, he immediately lost control of his emotions. Excitement, gratitude, and relief surged into his heart at the same time. He desperately wanted to rush over and hug the little girl, but was stopped by a girl's figure in the next second.
Looking at the class monitor staring at her with a chilly gaze, she shrank back, her laughter and tears vanishing in fright. All her emotional turmoil disappeared, and she awkwardly withdrew her hand.
Upon hearing the laughter of the imposter that it was replacing, the imposter knew it had made a mistake. It looked completely lost and bewildered. It was the bespectacled girl who happily handed it a mirror.
There was indeed a standard black heart drawn on the back of her neck, while when Liao Yuewei lifted her long hair, there was only a crooked straight line on the back of her neck.
"In such a short time, how could I possibly have time to draw a heart, let alone draw it so perfectly while blindfolded!" The little girl shrugged helplessly. "If you're still not convinced, roll up your sleeves, up to your shoulders!"
It wasn't about to be fooled again and immediately took a half step back. However, it heard the squad leader's cold voice carrying a faint threat and pressure, "Go ahead! You know I don't like disobedient ghosts!"
Liao Yuewei's face gradually regained its rosy hue, as if the spirit that had been stolen from her had been restored. In contrast, the beautiful woman's face grew increasingly pale.
It shakily rolled up its sleeves, revealing a pair of fair and clean arms like jade lotus roots. Its expression was lifeless, and the corner of its eye revealed resentment towards Cheng Shuang.
The expression alone was exactly the same as the girl with glasses, but cleverly, it hid its emotions very well and dared not let others discover them.
Liao Yuewei also moved. She quickly rolled up her right arm, revealing a small red mole on the outside of her upper arm, which, like the finishing touch, completely brought her back to life.
"How could this be?" The Mirror Ghost covered its head and screamed in disbelief. As the scream rang out, the entire ghost began to mirror itself at an extremely fast speed, its skin faintly revealing a silvery texture.
"We were about to succeed and escape, why, why do you doubt me! What reason do you have to doubt me?" it roared furiously and resentfully, the last sentence sounding like a heart-wrenching scream.
Even though she was the one being resented, Cheng Shuang still sensed a hint of despair in its broken expression at this moment.
"Sister Liao, you didn't change your clothes yourself, did you?" The little girl explained the reason in one sentence!
Cheng Shuang didn't believe that Liao Yuewei, who was about to face ghosts alone, would be in the mood to change into her dance clothes. Therefore, it must not have been Liao Yuewei who changed herself, but rather someone who went to a designated place, such as a dance studio, to change clothes automatically.
So when the imposter was seen in the library wearing a dance costume, similarly, this school uniform wasn't necessarily something Liao Yuewei changed into herself.
Whether it's school uniforms or dance costumes, they are all long-sleeved designs, so the ghost can't see anything above the elbows.
Unfortunately, this piece of evidence was too weak. If the inference was wrong, it would inevitably increase the difficulty. With no other choice, Cheng Shuang used the red mole on her arm to make a final confirmation when the imposter was completely broken down and in a state of panic.
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