Liu Dongcheng said, "You said at the time that there was a post saying that the game world is different from the previous mission worlds. It will not kill all the passengers and will leave them a way to survive in many cases. So where did the other bus passengers who stayed for various reasons go? Does the bus really kill those passengers who could not return in every mission world?"
"You mean... those looking for scapegoats were passengers from other buses?" Wen Zuo asked in surprise, revealing his guess. Seeing that Liu Dongcheng didn't react, he knew that he had already revealed the maximum amount of information by being able to do so indirectly.
Wen Zuo frowned, sensing that the situation had suddenly become more complicated. "Their opponents are them, then this is troublesome."
Liu Dongcheng nodded in agreement. Most of those who were able to get here had completed four mission worlds. The two sides could be described as one in the light and the other in the dark. The one in the light were the passengers who had just arrived, while the one in the dark were the passengers who were trying to leave in their place.
And because of the added advantage of the game rules, they are completely unable to defend against those guys and can only act according to the rules.
Liu Dongcheng suggested, "In order to prevent other passengers from impersonating us next time, let's make a secret signal."
Wen Zuo naturally had no objections and nodded.
It was still that secret room, the same group of young men. Their expressions remained largely unchanged as they quietly stared at the silent images until someone delivered a tray to 304, and Wen Zuo received his mission and left.
Five or six minutes later, a young man with an expressionless face walked to the door of room 304. His appearance was exactly the same as one of the young men in the secret room, and even his expression and behavior were very similar.
Finally, someone turned to look at the young man sitting by the wall. Seeing that his expression had not changed, they couldn't help but sneer, "At a time like this, you're still pretending to be calm. I'm tired of watching you, even if you're not tired."
The young man looked coldly at the speaker, "What kind of reaction do you want me to have? Like you guys, all anxious and acting like idiots?"
Someone kicked back a chair and stood up, yelling, "Fuck your mother, say that again!"
The young man looked at him with a sneer and uttered two words, "Idiot."
"I'll kill you!" The enraged passenger immediately jumped up and lunged at the young man.
The young man finally stood up slowly. It wasn't obvious when he was sitting, but when he stood up, it became clear that he was quite tall, at least 1.9 meters tall. Standing next to another irritable passenger who threatened to kill him, the difference was like heaven and earth.
The young man watched the other person approach with a cold eye. When the other person clenched his fist and swung it, he sneered, pulled his hand out of his pocket, moved his slender fingers nimbly, and then suddenly struck out amidst the onlookers' gazes.
He broke the other person's wrist with one hand, grabbed their neck and slammed them to the ground, his steel-like fist smashing into their head, instantly making the passenger lying on the ground dizzy.
The other passengers in the sealed room all looked disappointed. This fight, which could hardly be called a brawl, was utterly pointless and a one-sided rout.
The young man released his grip on the other man's neck, stood up, and kicked him away violently. Watching the man's forehead hit the chair leg, he sneered and muttered, "Idiot."
He then calmly walked back to his chair and sat down. The passenger who had been reprimanded, after recovering, wiped his nosebleed and finally calmed down. Realizing the difference between himself and the other person, he wisely chose not to cause any more trouble.
They even felt a little regretful. The other person looked tall and thin, not at all like someone who could fight bare-handed. But it turned out they had misjudged him.
The secret room fell silent again, and all attention returned to the images playing 304 and 504. Liu Dongcheng and 'Wen Zuo' had already exchanged complex codes on the screen. Liu Dongcheng wasn't a talkative person, and neither of them spoke much for a while.
In the 504 footage, Wen Zuo was also standing quietly in one spot. At this moment, both teams' rooms were equally quiet, and no one knew that their teammate was not their teammate.
Time passed slowly, and Liu Dongcheng and the others who came in later received their mission once again. In the scene, 'Wen Zuo' calmly spun the wheel, and then walked out of the room under Liu Dongcheng's gaze, and the door slowly closed.
Inside the secret room, everyone couldn't help but laugh, and the next second, another person appeared in the room.
Wen Zuo, who was still playing a role in 504 a second ago, immediately frowned.
"Ha, another one."
Standing still, Wen Zuo sized up the passengers and immediately recognized them as passengers from the other three teams. One of them was Su Xuan, who had just been playing the punishment game with him.
Su Xuan stood up, looked at Wen Zuo who was only slightly shorter than him, and sneered without any mercy, "Your teammates are idiots too, they've been completely fooled."
Before Wen Zuo could speak, the tall and thin Su Xuan suddenly frowned in pain. The next second, his arm was suddenly severed from his shoulder in full view of everyone, and the gushing blood splattered on the face of the person next to him. However, the person did not have any special reaction, but calmly reached out to wipe the blood off his face.
"You have one more chance."
Su Xuan endured the excruciating pain as she applied medicine to her neatly trimmed wounds, her slender fingers, stained with blood, trembling slightly uncontrollably.
Wen Zuo looked at him and suddenly realized something. He ignored the other party's provocative words, took a few steps forward, glanced at the four screens, and finally stopped at the screen of room 504.
Outside room 504, a pale-faced, one-armed young man slowly walked towards room 504. Wen Zuo suddenly turned his head to look at Su Xuan, who was panting heavily and slumped in a chair, and then looked at 'Su Xuan' on the screen, who clearly had a smile on his face. At this moment, the clues that could not be completely connected finally came together completely.
“The person who was with me in the punishment game just now wasn’t you; it was one of the other passengers who grabbed you to be their scapegoat.” Wen Zuo narrowed his eyes, quickly piecing together the clues. He said in a low voice, “This task appears to be carried out by only two people, but there is actually another person who is not involved.”
Upon hearing Wen Zuo's words, all the passengers except Su Xuan turned to look at him.
Looking at Liu Dongcheng's calm reaction on the screen, Wen Zuo could roughly guess that he had failed to recognize the identity of 'Su Xuan' who was playing him. Because 'Su Xuan' had successfully completed the task ahead of schedule, he was immediately judged to have lost the game.
"The rule that the game is lost if your identity is exposed does not refer to us passengers, but to those passengers who took your place. Before this, I saw through the fake one, but my captain was not exposed. She said she lost the game, but we got the reward. This is what we have been wondering about. Now I understand."
Su Xuan, slumped in her chair, glanced at Wen Zuo and said coldly, "Even if you know now, what's the point? Your identity has already been replaced."
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