Chapter 94: Does It Hurt?

Chapter 94: Does It Hurt?

Fatty suddenly realised Jiang Cheng was holding something like a staff in his hands. Fatty narrowed his eyes and noticed it was similar to Su Yu’s cane.

“Doctor, this is...”

“When I got out, I saw this thing stuck in Brother Zhen Jianren’s body.” Jiang Cheng poked the end of the staff into Zhen Jianren’s body, trying to recreate the scene for Fatty. “Look.” He squeezed the staff into the flesh. He looked at Fatty and gestured, “It was... right here.”

Ignoring his inhuman action, Fatty raised his brows. “Do you mean... he was not killed by the ghost but Su Yu who was guarding outside the realm of illusions? He poked Zhen Jianren to death?” Fatty questioned.

Jiang Cheng scratched his chin. Then, he raised the cane and poked Fatty at lightning speed. Fatty was unprepared. The cane stabbed him right in his buttcheek.

“Doctor!” Fatty rubbed his butt, “Why did you poke me?”

Jiang Cheng shrugged and asked slowly, “Did it hurt?”

“Hmm...” Fatty thought about it and answered honestly, “Not really.” It was then that he realised the ends of the cane had been worn out by constant usage. Therefore, it was... very dull.

“Doctor,” Fatty cried with excitement, “I understand now. This is a fake weapon! The dull cane can’t poke someone to death!”

Jiang Cheng looked at him with confusion, “Finding that out got you so excited?”

“Yes.” Fatty nodded.

“Unfortunately, I believe this is the murder weapon. Since the killer could murder a person with a blunt cane, the power and technique required is not available to a normal individual.” He pointed at the corpse on the ground. “Look. There is only one fatal wound on the body. It’s at the back of the heart. I suspect the killer was hiding behind the wall and then ambushed Zhen Jianren.” Jiang Cheng shook his head, “The killer didn’t act like a dance teacher, but more like a professional killer.”

Fatty paused, and then, his eyes brightened. He said to himself, “I get it now, Doctor. Since Zhang Yinyin can use the cane to kill Zhen Jianren, she must have found Su Yu. Su Yu is a key character in this mission, so she must have taken him with her. They could have only gone to the music classroom. That is where Chen Yao hanged herself and the location for the third rehearsal.”

Jiang Cheng didn’t answer. Perhaps he thought Fatty was talkative. When they passed the yard, Fatty realised Su Yu, who should be tied to the chair, was gone. The rope was cut. One end sat on the chair, and the other end landed on the ground.

Fatty moved lighter as they left the Prop Centre and rushed to the music classroom. The mission details had been clarified. It started with a sexual crime and ended in a lie. The result was the death of more than ten people.

“Doctor!” Fatty’s voice travelled far. “There’s one thing that eludes me. Why didn’t Chen Yao kill Su Yu even though she had killed so many people? He is the one who deserves to die the most!” He questioned innocently, “Did the talismans really work?”

Jiang Cheng replied slowly, “It’s the rules...”

That was not the first time Fatty heard that term. Whenever they had something they didn’t understand, Jiang Cheng would say that it was due to the mysterious rules. Fatty suspected Jiang Cheng just didn’t want to tell him the truth.

“I don’t get it...” Fatty pressed, “I know that if I were Chen Yao, I would have done everything in my power to kill Su Yu.”

“There is no absolute dead-end in the nightmare realm. The rules have given every entity a way out.” Jiang Cheng glanced at Fatty beside him. His tone became unfamiliar. “By every entity, I mean participants like us... and locals of this realm, like the ghosts.”

Fatty raised his head in shock. “Ghosts?”

“If we intend to use the term mission, then it means we’re not the only party with missions. Su Yu and Chen Yao both have missions to complete.

“Our mission objectives overlap and intertwine. But there is one unifying factor,” Jiang Cheng stopped moving. Before them was a giant and dark building. “We are all limited by the rules.”Aall newest chapters on n.o./velbi/n/(.)com