Frightening Joke: Above the Mist
Chapter 380: Into the Night

Chapter 380: Chapter 380: Into the Night

The man in a suit lay limply on the ground, his face covered in ridiculous cake cream, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed, staring ahead with fear and resentment, not knowing who he’s looking at...

He was dead.

Suffocated to death by the cream.

A brief silence fell over the banquet hall, and the next moment, like a drop of water falling into a hot oil pan, the crowd erupted instantly.

Exclamations and screams filled the air, as an unfortunate man died bizarrely right before everyone’s eyes, causing a massive commotion.

Song Que immediately stepped back. Just moments ago, he was the first to rush forward to help, and he personally felt the terrifying force pressing on the man in the suit.

The banquet hall was in utter chaos, as everyone rushed to flee the scene. The instinct for human survival set off alarms in every cell of their bodies... Get out of here, leave now!

Yet...among the panicked crowd, there were a few who remained still.

Among them was Bai Yanliang, who had reached the third floor and was leaning against the railing, his gaze sweeping over the ant-like retreating crowd.

Yu Wenxuan, who had gone to the deck and returned after hearing the commotion, was now on the second floor.

And Gu Pingsheng, who appeared at the entrance of the banquet hall, was moving against the crowd.

Song Que’s shock lasted for a moment. It wasn’t the bizarre appearance of the dead man that surprised him, but rather recalling what Bai Yanliang had just said...

"He’s going to die soon."

Yes...

This man in a suit had a brief "conflict" with Yu Wenxuan earlier, which both Bai Yanliang and Song Que witnessed, but...why would Bai Yanliang say that?

Did he notice something?

Song Que carefully recalled the situation. The man in the suit was indeed not a pleasant person, but what happened was not enough for Bai Yanliang to immediately judge "he’s going to die," especially not in such a bizarre manner.

The man in the suit had temporarily only offended Yu Wenxuan and the woman in the gothic skirt. Since it wasn’t Yu Wenxuan who did it, could it mean...

Song Que’s gaze swept around immediately. He saw Yu Wenxuan on the second floor but didn’t see the gothic skirt woman.

Originally, Yu Wenxuan was supposed to follow her to the deck...

Which means she’s alone now?

Song Que guessed that Bai Yanliang must have noticed something about the woman in the gothic skirt, which is why he made such a declaration.

It can basically be determined that the man’s death is closely related to her.

The crowd had completely dispersed, and soon, the lively banquet hall was left only with a corpse and four men.

Gu Pingsheng was the first to come over from the entrance, and Bai Yanliang and Yu Wenxuan also came down to the corpse.

Gu Pingsheng didn’t seem embarrassed, as if he wasn’t the one who had abruptly fled from the Lucky Cafe earlier.

Yu Wenxuan and Song Que didn’t trouble him for now, though everyone knows he must explain about the "fake Bai Yanliang" and the erased memories, but now wasn’t the time.

"Indeed, he’s dead."

Yu Wenxuan didn’t seem surprised, looking down at the corpse of the man in the suit.

"You knew he would die too?" Song Que glanced at him and then at Bai Yanliang.

"That woman’s killing intent was obvious," Yu Wenxuan said casually, "Right?"

He looked at Bai Yanliang.

Bai Yanliang nodded slightly, "The look she had when she left with the tray didn’t conceal anything."

"Perhaps she felt there was simply no need to conceal it," Yu Wenxuan hinted, crouching next to the corpse, "To look at him, it seems like he suffocated on cake..."

As his voice fell, the other three focused their gaze on the deceased.

"His face covered in cake, it’s not obvious, but if you look closely, frothy substance like mushrooms is in his mouth and nose," Song Que frowned slightly, speaking in a low tone, "Clear signs of drowning."

Moreover...

The enormous force pressing on the man in the suit, Song Que now realized, wasn’t an invisible person pinning him into the cake.

It’s hydraulic pressure, a colossal force which humans can’t possibly resist.

In the moment of his struggle, it was as if an ocean weighed on him.

The ship sails under the moon, man dies in the water...

The four seemed to sense something, turning their heads in unison.

And there it was, through the cracks in the door and windows, a pale moonbeam quietly appeared.

The moon had risen.

The sea breeze squeezed in through doors and windows, bringing a hint of icy, fishy odor.

Although sea breeze is always salty and bitter, at that moment, the fishy smell felt much more realistic for the four.

As if the smell didn’t come from the vast sea surface, but rather...was nearby.

"That woman is really strange..." Song Que broke the silence.

He turned to Yu Wenxuan: "Weren’t you following her to the deck? Why did you come back?"

For Yu Wenxuan, a person’s death is surely less important than continuing to do what interests him.

He clearly showed great interest in that woman in the gothic skirt and wasn’t likely to run back suddenly.

Or could it be...this Yu Wenxuan might not be the real one?

Song Que grew suspicious.

"I’m not obligated to report to you." Yu Wenxuan’s words dispelled Song Que’s doubts.

It should be the real Yu Wenxuan.

"However, I did lose her," Yu Wenxuan’s tone was calm but his gaze was clearly filled with confusion and contemplation, he spoke softly, "She had a tray and headed to the deck. There’s a maximum of ten seconds between when I went there after her, but she disappeared."

"There are also two others who haven’t appeared yet," Gu Pingsheng suddenly spoke, having remained silent till now.

This time, Fog Gathering selected six individuals. Besides the four present, Yu Sheng and Xu Zhifei should also be on this huge ship, but until now, the four hadn’t discovered any trace of them.

Gu Pingsheng mentioning them now...could it be he’s hinting that their disappearance is related to that woman in the gothic skirt?

At this moment, everyone suddenly stumbled!

Such a gigantic cruise liner shouldn’t be swaying to this extent, yet that’s precisely what happened.

The buffet in the hall tumbled all over, and the tables and chairs began sliding at the same angle.

The corpse on the floor as well.

Bai Yanliang and the others reacted quickly, or rather, they were accustomed to maintaining a high level of vigilance, ready to respond instantaneously at the slightest disturbance.

The ship seemed to be capsizing, and they each found a place to steady themselves, while the corpse rolled across the floor until it slid into the moonlight spilling in—the moonlight shone directly on the dead man’s face—

The four who had been closely watching the deceased were momentarily blank, stiffening all over.

The dead man’s face suddenly became a reflection of their own, staring back at them...

But just then, before they could see clearly, the ship rocked violently once more, and without exception, they felt what they were holding onto suddenly became incredibly slippery.

Bai Yanliang originally held onto the handrail of the stairs, at that moment, a lot of mucus oozed from the handrail, his hands too, and beneath his feet as well.

They couldn’t stand firm at all, nor was there any place to leverage upon, and the ship’s lights flickered a few times before going out completely.

They were involuntarily and unexpectedly tossed apart by the shaking.

Only one person remained in the hall, stabilizing himself.

Yu Wenxuan pulled out the dagger deeply embedded in the floor; when the immense rocking occurred, he alone didn’t attempt to grab anything on the ship but chose to hold his dagger, stabbing it into the floor, and lay on the floor himself.

Now the shaking had stopped, the others were nowhere in sight, and the corpse was gone as well.

Yu Wenxuan picked up the dagger, sniffing the mucus on it, looking around:

"You are indeed alive..."

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