Life Game In Other World
Chapter 413: The Whole Truth (Vote for Monthly Ticket)

Chapter 413: Chapter 413: The Whole Truth (Vote for Monthly Ticket)

"But if we want to fully understand what exactly happened, we need to expand the timeline a bit, starting from the moment my thoughts broke through."

He Ao looked at Jin Ya and Luo Luo, smiling softly.

"Are you starting from when you found that the ’Chef’ was already dead?" Jin Ya watched He Ao quietly, "Is that when you started suspecting me? So, what specific details did I leak? I think, simply because I took the cutlery and milk alone, you shouldn’t be able to make that connection."

"It’s the timing."

He Ao shrugged, his gaze lingering on Jin Ya’s cheeks, "In the kitchen, the ’Prop’ to ’prepare’ any dish, the time it generally takes is about the same. When you were getting the steamed buns for me, I waited quite a long time.

"But you must have taken more than one serving of steamed buns at that time, perhaps five or six servings.

"Because you knew Ruoti was already quite hungry. When a person is hungry, the smell of food can briefly rob them of their ability to think, and steamed buns happen to be a food with a strong fragrance.

"So you guessed that after Ruoti smelled the steamed buns, he would temporarily forget about other foods, and following my choice, he would want another serving or several servings of steamed buns. This way, you could deliver the steamed buns to Ruoti at the fastest serving speed after I left.

"And why is such a fast serving speed necessary? Because you must rejoin the crowd before I realize and come back, by the normal serving speed, when I return to the dining cart, Ruoti should have just received his steamed buns,

"I don’t know how capable you are, but now it seems that if you were to sneak out of the kitchen again while we were discussing, your ’Concealment’ would be at risk of exposure, so you needed to return to the group before we entered the dining cart.

"It turns out your guess was correct, Ruoti chose the steamed buns as you expected, and after you quickly handed over the steamed buns, you swiftly opened the kitchen door from the other side, returned to the adjoining carriage, and entered the dining cart with us.

"Your usual ’Wandering Spirit’ slow reaction should also be to weaken your presence, so as to achieve complete ’Concealment’ at special moments.

"You’re very smart,"

Saying this, He Ao suddenly laughed, he walked to the window, in this compartment, there were also some windows that offered a beautiful view outside,

"First of all, you didn’t shorten the time by much, plus the addition of Ruoti’s eating time, it indirectly weakened our perception of that serving time.

"Then your subsequent actions of taking cutlery and getting milk were also deliberately shortened or lengthened just a bit, creating the illusion that serving times in the ’kitchen’ fluctuate, ’normalizing’ your earlier abnormal behavior.

"In fact, when you gave me the steamed buns, you also intentionally extended the time a bit.

"Theoretically, you had actually succeeded, because in reality we only went to the kitchen to serve food seven times, and you interfered with four of those times, only my first time serving, your first time serving, and the last time Luo Luo served were not interfered with."

He Ao turned his head, continuing to look at the two behind him, "So I didn’t discover this point during the second free period at all, which completely stalled my train of thought, until the third free period, when I saw Luo Luo serving for the last time in the dining cart."

"It shouldn’t have been a problem up to this point."

Jin Ya looked up at He Ao.

"Yes, your disruption was nearly perfect, but I have a slightly troublesome ability of having a good memory. Memory that includes not only spatial scenes but also events that have occurred over time,"

He Ao smiled, formed a small gap with his index finger and thumb,

"This makes me a bit more sensitive to time than normal people.

"I realized that, in the process of seven servings, the timing of three of them was on the same level, with very little fluctuation.

"Although the last one was a stewardess disguised as a Chef, the kitchen is only so big, and both of their moving speeds are not much different, resulting in a small margin of error in timing.

"You did interfere with the serving time, but the time you reduced and added was not consistent, making the four times you interfered with seem abnormal compared to the three almost stable, consistent times."

He Ao clapped his hands, "At that time I was pondering why these seven serving times seemed so orderly and disorderly at the same time?

"Then I realized, the three stable times came from three different people, whereas the four unstable times were clearly related to you for two of them. Now, we must discuss another matter,

"At the end of the second free period, Ruoti came out halfway through once, and that time, I saw him holding some kind of white fabric in his hand, I noted the pattern of the white fabric that was exposed."

"And then, when Luo Luo was getting the meal, I surprisingly discovered that a part of the chef’s gloves was very similar to the white fabric I had noted—it was almost identical."

"But if the chef’s gloves were on Ruoti’s hands, where was the chef? It’s unlikely that the chef is Ruoti, and then I made a bold guess,"

He Ao looked at Jin Ya, who was quietly listening to his story, and chuckled softly, "The chef himself was one of the players, and he had already died. The ’chef’ we met afterward was ’fake’. After realizing this, everything became clear to me."

"Although I didn’t have conclusive evidence at the time, when I followed this clue and pieced things together, I found that almost all of it could be reasonably explained."

"First of all, the chef must have died during the second passage through the tunnel. This could explain why there were ’no deaths’ during the second tunnel crossing."

"This train very much wants the players to kill each other, so there must be some kind of death quota. This quota cannot be zero because it needs bloodshed, but it also cannot be too high. If the quota is too large, the Murderer could finish everyone off in one or two goes, and the game would lose its fairness."

"So, I guessed that this indicator should be ’1’. Every time we passed through a tunnel, one person would die, but only one person."

"When I speculated up to this point, I had a new question: Who killed the chef?"

At this moment, Luo Luo had been drawn into the logic of the thinking, she looked up at He Ao, waiting for the continuation of his story."

"According to normal logic, it should have been the Murderer who killed the chef, then the Murderer, during the second free time, disguised himself as the chef."

He Ao said with a smile.

Luo Luo nodded vigorously. Until that moment, that was actually what she had been thinking.

"At first, I thought the same. Actually, I was already somewhat suspicious of the steward by then. Since the chef was a player, the steward should also be a player. And the steward’s location was always consistent with where the footsteps began each time."

"If the steward was pretending to be the chef in the kitchen during the second free time, this could also roughly explain why we were all in the dining car while Jin Ya was able to get the meal."

"But I quickly realized the incongruity of that assumption,"

He Ao continued, "If the Murderer had killed the chef, why would he use the chef’s gloves to lure Ruoti out of the room?

"The Murderer has the ability to kill by opening doors. If he wanted to kill Ruoti, he could have just boldly opened the door and done it. During the time passing through the tunnel, he is invincible with the help of the train. Luring Ruoti out of the room was completely unnecessary."

"And take note, Ruoti had a surprised expression before he died. What does surprise imply?"

He Ao looked at Luo Luo.

"It means that he saw someone he didn’t expect."

Before Luo Luo could speak, Jin Ya whispered from the side, "So, from this, you’re guessing that there’s another murderer on the train?"

Luo Luo glanced at the chest that blocked her view and puffed up her mouth like a little balloon, frustrated. She had just guessed it, but then Jin Ya interrupted, and her rare chance to showcase her intellect was lost.

"Yes,"

He Ao smiled, looking at the woman speaking gently and decorously in front of him, discussing her own situation as if she were an outsider.

He paused, then continued softly, "Here’s a question, then: whom did Ruoti expect to see?"

"The killer of passenger number five! He said that he had already figured out who the murderer was!"

Luo Luo quickly picked up the conversation.

"Right."

He Ao nodded at Luo Luo with encouragement and appreciation.

"Hehe"

Luo Luo scratched her head, then paused again, feeling as if something wasn’t quite right.

"Having analyzed this far, I realized there were two murderers on this train."

By now, He Ao had continued, saying,

"The one who killed the first number five victim and the Chef was a single person, but this person is not the Murderer. She can walk around the train when it goes through a tunnel, but she does not possess the absolute ruling power supported by the train like the Murderer does.

"She is very wary of the Murderer. I think, due to the death toll limit, the Murderer who had two victims stolen from him consecutively is also particularly keen to find this ’killer’ other than himself."

"At this time, Ruoti came out and claimed he already knew who this killer was, which was actually a hint for the killer to contact him."

"He did not know of the existence of another killer, so he naturally mistook this killer for the Murderer."

"As a minion of the Murderer, he was supposed to help the Murderer."

"But clearly, he helped the wrong person."

At this point, He Ao looked at Jin Ya, speaking softly,

"Then this ’killer’ devised a plan, first using the Chef’s gloves to lure Ruoti out, making the Murderer believe that Ruoti was the ’killer’ who could walk in the corridor during the tunnel time, having stolen his two victims."

"After that, this second killer used the Murderer’s hand to eliminate the person who accidentally found out about your identity, while at the same time erasing her own tracks, making the Murderer believe she was dead, and handed over the Chef’s gloves to the Murderer.

"The Murderer naturally did not dare to reveal the Chef was dead, as this might lead others to suspect he might be a player, so he would continue to pose as the Chef."

"By this time, the second killer had already guessed the identity of the Murderer by killing the Chef and scheming against Ruoti, and she also realized it was a game of factional confrontation. While she mastered all the secrets of the game, she also extricated herself from the center of the confrontation and firmly took the initiative."

He Ao shrugged his shoulders and commented, "A perfect scheme."

"Thank you."

Jin Ya placed her hand on her chest, smiling slightly at He Ao.

He Ao’s recent praise was both a compliment and a sign of respect to her; her response was a form of respect to He Ao.

"If it weren’t under these circumstances," she said softly with a laugh, "we might have become friends."

"Even if not under these circumstances, it would be difficult for us to become friends."

He Ao shook his head. Their philosophies differed, their paths diverged, and she was also part of Daybreak; even if they weren’t on this train, they were very likely to become enemies.

He sighed softly and continued, "Having deduced up to this point, I had essentially confirmed the identity of the Murderer disguised as a crew member, but I did not know who this ’second killer’ was. Then I began to re-associate the clues.

"At that time, I remembered the mention of the four discrepancies in time. During the second free activity period, the only one disguising as the Chef was the killer.

"Combining both aspects, I focused on you as the target. Although the possibility was extremely slim, only by inserting you into the equation could the logic be fully consistent.

"When all possible leads are disproved, the most improbable one becomes the truth."

At this point, He Ao revealed a smile and asked softly, "But I have one more speculation that I’m not certain about. You don’t have the ability to kill behind doors, do you? You can only kill those who leave their compartments.

"Was the first victim’s Prop some kind of device that could kill people outside their compartments? You killed him, and then used his Prop to kill the Chef?"

"Yes, at that time, I was just out exploring the terrain," Jin Ya said softly. "He saw me and wanted to use the Prop to threaten me into submission. Then I killed him before he could react."

"He really was very bold."

He Ao commented.

"Indeed."

Jin Ya nodded in agreement.

He Ao, "So the Murderer can only move freely in the last hour?"

Jin Ya, "My exploration suggests this is the case. The Monster and I can use a Prop to move during the first three hours, but the Chef has no such restrictions. After obtaining the Chef’s gloves, the Murderer can move around freely."

He Ao, "Was the first victim’s knife wound inflicted by the Murderer? Was he annoyed that someone else killed the person first?"

"Yes, I directly twisted the first victim’s neck,"

Jin Ya revealed a smile and then looked at He Ao, "I also have a question. Everything you said earlier was conjecture, and while it’s logically sound, the actual evidence isn’t that strong. How come you’re so sure it was me? Were you ultimately gambling on luck?"

"A gamble, but not entirely," He Ao said with a smile, shaking his head, "Lin Chichi’s Prop can actually be used to ask a question and receive a ’yes’ or ’no’ answer in response. We agreed that if the answer was ’yes,’ she would hold onto the drawing board; if not, she would let it go."

"In the end, Chichi was holding onto the drawing board."

Luo Luo suddenly realized, "But wasn’t the question Chichi asked ’Is the stewardess the Murderer?’"

"No," He Ao shook his head, pulling out the Nightfall Dagger that he had reinserted at his waist, "The question Lin Chichi actually asked was, ’Did Jin Ya kill the Chef?’"

In that instant, he swiftly retreated as an invisible longsword swept past him. Had he moved a moment slower, the blade would have bisected his head.

"Using Lin Chichi’s ability, you probed the identities of both of us at the same time."

Jin Ya watched He Ao with a smile, her pristine fingers holding a completely transparent, nearly invisible longsword that blended into the surroundings,

"Quite impressive. But you’ve drawn out this time to recover your strength, haven’t you? Can you feel the ’Curse’ inside you now? And what about this cute little girl beside you, can she feel it?"

"What?"

Luo Luo moved to step forward but stumbled and fell to the ground. In that instant, she felt all her strength being drained from her, overwhelmed by an intense sensation of near-death weakness.

It was as if a boulder was pressing on her chest; she was starting to struggle to breathe.

"I don’t have the martial strength to kill that monster in a short time like you do. I can’t defeat you in a direct fight,"

Jin Ya gazed tenderly at He Ao, her face showing a calm smile, "Only when the two of you were both injured would I have a chance. It seems you never really considered me a formidable opponent, did you?"

"A Curse, huh," He Ao chuckled, keeping his eyes on Jin Ya, "It seems the slow reactions of that monster during the fight earlier were your doing?"

The next second, his figure vanished instantly.

A faint voice arose behind Jin Ya, "Now, do you think I’ve realized the existence of this Curse?"

He Ao had actually detected the Curse quite early on and found that its primary effect was to induce weakness.

He then used his Divine Sense to observe his own body and discovered a pattern to the Curse’s operation: ’It disrupts energy flow to impair one’s natural abilities.’

However, the interference was forceful. He Ao had actually considered taking action at that point, but then he had the idea of trying to neutralize this disruptive force with his Divine Sense.

Applying his Divine Sense to the disrupted points, he was surprised to find that the previously hindered energy flow began to recover gradually.

Although the interference persisted, its weakening effect was significantly reduced.

Luo Luo stared blankly at the two, who had just been talking back and forth like old friends. In the blink of an eye, they had gone for the kill.

Is this the world of the clever? Truly frightening.

"So, knowing that you’ve long been aware of my identity," Jin Ya slowly pulled out a red bead the size of a thumb, "do you think I’ve made preparations?"

An alluring temptation emanated from the bead, "One of this bead’s abilities is to occupy the body of someone it has marked. I really like your body."