I'm roleplaying in infinity games

Yu Mo, who was pushed away by the servant, felt happy in his heart, since he is having a hard time, then no one else will have a hard time.

At the moment when he was pushed back to the room that the servant had tidied up for him and the door was closed behind him, Yu Mo's body gradually became transparent until he finally disappeared into the room, only a player ID card and a murderer ID card were seen Cards drop.

After Yu Mo left, Chen Yun couldn't stay any longer, he was the first to ask the servant to take him back to his room to rest, intending to go back to the room to rest, and then to organize his thoughts.

This matter was beyond his imagination, and he still couldn't accept it.

There is more than one murderer, and he is among them, waiting for an opportunity to act.

But he didn't know what the murderer's purpose was. The only thing he could be sure of was that the main mission of the murderer was different from the side missions of ordinary players like them. Otherwise, there was no need for the other party to lie, conceal the main mission, and confuse the public.

As an ordinary player, Chen Yun was in this dungeon at this time, which made him feel a lot of pressure, and his sense of crisis instantly increased.

He needs to go back to his room to have a good rest and sort out his thoughts by himself, and see who behaved abnormally during the few hours of contact.

Then Wu Lin also proposed to go back to the room, and left the two players at once. The remaining four people were not in the mood to drink, chatted casually, and went back to the room with their glasses of wine.

Only cheerful music and beautiful decorative balloons are left in the banquet hall. In the huge house, the sound of cheerful music seems to come from the mouth of a blood basin, and the beautiful decorative balloons also seem to be stained with blood and black ink. Strange balloons, servants in servant uniforms stood neatly together, lowered their heads respectfully, like corpses without emotion, the deep and terrifying atmosphere added to the weird atmosphere of the whole house.

The sound of '哗哗哗' sounded in the living room, and the bartender in a red vest was still at his post, mixing drinks.

A few minutes later, a glass of blue, yellow and orange drink was prepared, and he put the drink on the tray and walked towards Dongmang's room.

He knocked on the door with one hand, and said respectfully: "Master Dong, I made you a cup of your favorite drink, please allow me to bring it in for you."

Dongmang, who was deep in thought in the room, wanted to answer when he heard the voice from the door, but the discomfort in his throat prevented him from making a sound.

So he moved the wheelchair to the door, opened the door and saw a bartender wearing a red vest, white shirt and red tie standing at the door, holding a glass of drink with distinct colors in his hand.

Dongmang reached out to pick it up, but the other party moved the tray away, then squatted down slightly, looked at Dongmang at the same level, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and showed a smile: "Don't just drink what outsiders send you casually."

Dongmang looked at each other in puzzlement, the bartender picked up the drink in the tray and handed it to Dong, Dongmang looked at the drink and hesitated to take it, the bartender smiled even bigger, he took a sip first, and said: "I Drink first, if there is a problem, I will get into trouble first."

After speaking, he handed the drink to Dongmang again, and Dongmang took a sip, the sweet and sour taste made him especially fond of it.

He smiled at the bartender, and pointed to the drink in his hand, indicating that he liked it very much.

"As long as you like it, I'll make another one for you tomorrow." The bartender reached out and patted Dongmang's head lightly, then stood up and left.

Dongmang closed the door with the drink in his hand, and went to the window with the drink alone to continue drinking.

The room was quiet, and Dongmang also enjoyed this feeling.

At this time, the player system suddenly asked: [How did you confirm that Yu Mo is one of the murderers? 】

Dongmang took a sip of the drink and said: [I smelled the same smell as the one left on the music box at the scene. 】

Player System 009 doesn't understand: [How did you smell it? 】

Dongmang: [There are two kinds of smells on the music box, one is from Yu Mo, the other is from Yu Mo, and the smell that does not belong to Yu Mo is stronger. I smelled that strong smell from another player . 】

Player System 009 still doesn't understand: 【What can this prove? 】

Dongmang: [It proves that the music box was in the hands of another person before, and it was later in Yu Mo's hands. Yu Mo didn't get the music box for a long time, so there is very little smell left on the music box. It means that Yu Mo changed the gift, why did he change the gift?If it wasn't for the ghost in his heart, he didn't have to do it. 】

Player System 009 was shocked. He never expected Dongmang to recognize it like this: [Your analysis is correct. When Yu Mo entered this dungeon, the gift he was holding was not this one, but another one. Originally, he wanted to open it. Gift to see what’s inside, but due to dungeon rules, he couldn’t check it out, which would have exposed him as the murderer from the very beginning. He chose to exchange the gift, a music box without a box as an exchange, then I think you should You also know what he sent in the first place. 】

Dongmang did not disappoint the player system, he said: [I know, what he was supposed to give away was the rope. 】

When player system 009 heard Dongmang's correct answer, he was shocked by Dongmang's meticulous sensitivity. Then, who gave the other gifts, Dongmang must already have the answer in his heart.

It's terrifying to be so quiet, playing the role of a blind man, looking for the real murderer.

Player System 009: [It seems that you already know who gave the other gifts, so I can tell you some clues. The murderer has an identity card that marks the murderer, and the identity card can be transferred. It's the murderer, that's why I asked you not to reveal your identity as a player at the beginning, because identity cards can only be transferred between players, but...]

But what?The player system didn't say it, but Dongmang knew what he was going to say.

But what the player system said surprised Dongmang a little: [The murderer's identity card can be transferred?Then even if I know who sent these gifts, it’s useless? 】

Player System 009: [After tonight, everyone should know this rule, and everyone's reaction will be different then, you should observe more. 】

Dongmang silently looked somewhere and nodded.

I don't know how long it took, the drink was finished, and the bell rang outside the door, and it was already midnight.

Dongmang was shaking the wheelchair and was going to ring the bell by the window to ask Master Xia to come and hug him to bed, but when he heard a movement outside the window, he subconsciously pushed the wheelchair to the corner and paid attention to the movement at the door.

From the gap in the curtains, he could see someone outside the window, trying to open the window of his room to come in, but because it was locked from the inside, the other party could not open it.

Then the man gave up and hurried away from the window.

After a while, the door that was originally closed was pushed open. Dongmang thought it was Young Master Xia who came in, but saw that there was no one at the door, but the door was pushed open and then closed.

Dongmang: [A player came in?He used props? 】

Player System 009: [Yes. 】

Dongmang: [I'm blind, so it's a bit redundant for him to use invisibility props. 】

Player System 009: [People who come here are more cautious, even if they are not worried about being discovered by you, they are also worried about being discovered by Master Xia. 】

At this time, the location of Dongmang's wheelchair is obvious to those who come in from the door.

Dongmang sat in the wheelchair and did not move. Although the room was only lit with lamps, he was still able to see things. However, the other party found that he could see. He still looked ahead, pretending that he didn't notice the other party coming in at all, just tentatively. Stretching out his hand to grab something, his head also turned towards the door.

Although normal blind people can't see, they can hear, so Dongmang's action can't arouse the other party's suspicion.

The visitor just took a look at Dongmang, and went straight to the purpose of his entry—the presents that Dongmang unwrapped on the table.

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[Happy Valentine's Day, cuties, Happy Lantern Festival! 】