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Yan Qing jolted awake, still reeling from the system's prompt. The burning sensation coursing through his body was sharp and relentless. In a panic, he activated the Messenger Tool and the Werewolf Shield.
To his dismay, after using the Werewolf Shield, the flames engulfing him flared even brighter, and he watched in horror as half of his finger melted away into blood.
"It was the opposite that time!" Qi Qiuluo and Ling Xingyuan exclaimed.
As Yan Qing felt himself on the brink of being consumed by fire, he quickly thought of a solution and activated the Werewolf Shield once more. Instantly, the flames extinguished, and the burned skin on his body began to regenerate. Within a minute, he returned to his original state.
The group fell silent for a moment, processing the rapid events that had just unfolded.
Little Wang wasn’t a doctor; he was a murderer. And there was more than one murderer.
Clue: Office, woman.
Tan Ming looked up at the sky, where a still dark purple hue enveloped the area. For a brief moment, it felt as if time had frozen—no leaves fell, no wind stirred. The mutated flora and fauna appeared vividly alive amidst the bizarre stillness, while humans seemed insignificantly small in their desperate struggle for survival.
"Senior, don’t you think this is strange?" Zhang Liu asked.
Shen Jianghuan raised an eyebrow in confusion. "What’s strange?"
Zhang Liu narrowed his gaze. "Little Wang Yi just... died like that."
For them, a daunting assassination mission had been completed so abruptly.
Fan Xiaonan remarked, "He’s already exposed; there’s no way to deny it now."
Zhang Liuxi added, "But his Messenger Tool could have changed everything; he could have completely altered this outcome."
Ling Xingyuan speculated, "What if his last use of the Messenger Tool was reversed?"
Liu Xuanzhu shook his head. "No way. Only a few of us know that the Messenger Tool can sometimes yield opposite results. Little Wang Yi probably didn’t know."
Qi Qiuluo spoke up, "Little Wang didn’t know."
Last time, after setting fire in the back kitchen, he used the Messenger Tool to erase our memories. But something went wrong—the chef and Xu Le forgot everything, while I was the only one who remembered. That time was when Little Wang's use of the Messenger Tool caused an opposite outcome.
Fan Xiaonan grumbled, "It’s strange indeed; how can a murderer die without clarity?"
"There was no need for it," Tan Ming said.
Little Wang left his last chance to reverse things for himself; it was entirely unnecessary because we already knew the numbers on his Red Card. He had only one opportunity left to rewrite his ending, and we could continue to hunt him down.
At that moment, he must have thought that anyone who could be dragged down would be, and Yan Qing was just unfortunate enough to be implicated.
Everyone was feeling a bit more relaxed.
The clues left by the system were: Office, women. What did everyone think? Zhang Liu asked.
Was this even a clue? Master Ban inquired.
How many Offices were there in the school? And how many women had passed through those Offices? Did it have to be women who had been through the Offices?
The clues were broad, but Yan Qing felt they were still somehow related to Wang Xiaoyan.
Shen Jianghuan looked worried, as time was running out.
The Termination Evolution Talisman had less than two Hours left. Once the time was up, the entire school would turn into a kingdom of monsters, and each of them would face danger.
Qi Qiuluo scoffed, unimpressed. Why didn’t the system just tell them who the murderer was? If it were that easy to identify the killer, then being trapped here would be completely meaningless.
Just dealing with one Dr. Wang had already taken so much effort.
As Yan Qing listened to their discussion, he felt distracted. He glanced at the spot where Xiao Wang had died; his clothes were neatly laid out on the ground, but the notebook he always carried was missing.
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