Chapter 13

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh––!!!"

The children playing around screamed and began to flee frantically, shouting while running indoors, "Le Zhi is dead, Le Zhi is dead!"

Su Mian was sluggish. She maintained the posture of holding the iron chain tightly with both hands. That pair of blurry hands was only a few minutes away from her back.

She had never smelled the breath of death so closely, not a cold corpse.

Not a few lines of blurry text in the script, but a living child, a girl who had just described the future, died in front of her and turned into ashes.

I am going to leave.

Why did she leave in this way...

Mi Guo...

Mi Guo... I am so sad.

"Ha..."

Suppressed breathing overflowed from her throat, and the sense of suffocation gripped her neck invisibly.

The smell of rot and burning drilled into her nasal cavity, tinnitus kept bombarding her, and her brain was in chaos.

All emotions swarmed in.

Shock, panic, grief, disgust, layered on top of each other, almost burying her alive.

Su Mian covered her ears, trying to isolate the noise from the outside world, even if just for a trace of breathing.

But that scene had been branded in her eyes, lingering.

【Mian Mian, it's time to go to the activity room.】

Su Mian didn't speak for a long time, her eye sockets gradually blurred, and wet liquid hit the floor.

Why... shouldn't she have been used to it long ago?

Getting used to this vicious game world, it should have been like this.

Isn't everything a script?

Is she sympathizing with that child?

Su Mian asked herself uncertainly. She was a bit confused. She thought she would be very used to it here, thought that after experiencing so many vicious scenes, her heart would be stronger.

But now... it doesn't seem to be the case. Witnessing a living person die in front of her, she would still be sad, shocked, and scared until she couldn't breathe.

A cold silk handkerchief touched her face. Su Mian trembled slightly and looked up.

"You are going to be late, my child."

Su Mian stood up, her legs a bit weak. She lost her balance and pressed both hands against the man's chest. The broad shoulders could almost wrap around her, and the clear brandy smell drilled into her nose.

The DM lifted the girl's hair and tucked it behind her ear gently.

"You will see such scenes countless times in the future. If you shed tears every time, your eyes will be broken."

Su Mian took a deep breath and said a light "Hmm."

The DM leaned over slightly, spread his arms, his tone smiling.

"Do you want a hug? Little one."

Su Mian's body stiffened, pushed the man away, and walked into the room. The DM looked at the girl's red ears, tilted his head, and followed slowly and methodically.

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"Tap, tap, tap"

Leather shoes stepped on the floor. The DM leaned against the podium, fingers together, and a black and white photo appeared on his hand, which was Le Zhi's memorial photo.

"How unfortunate..."

The DM whispered, "In just two days, I lost another innocent and cute little angel. If I don't catch him as soon as possible, will my orphanage turn into a graveyard?"

Although he said so, Su Mian knew clearly that this place had long been a graveyard full of wild ghosts.

"Today's discussion will be a bit different."

The DM snapped his fingers, and the electronic clock on his head began to count down again, "After one hour, you will be given a chance to vote, and a second vote will be held two days later."

"If the murderer escapes successfully, they will get 3000 points, and the remaining players will deduct 3000 points. If a single person votes correctly but the collective votes incorrectly, no points will be added or deducted."

"But no matter what."

His words paused.

"The person voted out, regardless of whether they are the murderer or not, will die."

The breathing of the people present stagnated, and the atmosphere was instantly shrouded in fear.

"So, please play the game seriously and don't wrong any person who shouldn't die."

After the DM disappeared, the field fell into silence again. Su Mian walked onto the podium and wrote the names of the five people present and Yu Tong.

"I found the files of all the children in the Director's office. Yesterday night, I, Kai Luo, and Xu Yiyi went to the dormitory at the end of the corridor."

She equated the orphanage with the graveyard.

"We found that all the children in the orphanage are actually dead."

"In that cursed fire, few children survived. Those who might have survived now, except for us, are all dead."

She was referring to Guan Xiaoxiao and Le Zhi who were killed.

Children with normal weight rarely seen in the files.

"So, this real orphan refers to Yu Tong, whose soul and body do not match and who was isolated by all the children in the orphanage."

"She borrowed a corpse to return to the soul among us, intending to take revenge on those who once slandered her but are still alive."

She circled Lin Xiaofan, Kai Luo, and Si Han.

"You three stayed in the orphanage last year. Do you know her?"

Wang Zhe shook his head. He looked at Zhou Yichen, "I only stayed in the orphanage for one day to accompany Lin Xiaofan."

"Ah???"

Yu Maomao covered her mouth in surprise.

"My parents wanted a child, and at that time I was full of longing for a younger brother, so I volunteered to stay here for one day, with the purpose of picking that favorite person."

"So you picked Lin Xiaofan?"

Wang Zhe nodded, "However... that night was very uneasy."

He hesitated, and continued, "I always heard some children saying something in my ear, prediction, curse, etc."

"And then the day after I left, the orphanage caught fire, and Lin Xiaofan and I were very glad at the time."

A flash of understanding flashed in Su Mian's eyes. No wonder Zhou Yichen said his parents worked abroad during the self-introduction, and Wang Zhe said he was mixed-race, which actually meant the same thing.

"Prediction..."

Su Mian suddenly raised her head and looked at Yu Maomao, "Your quirk is to foresee the future. Do you... know something?"

Yu Maomao was shocked, waving her hands while speaking, "I'm not the murderer! I'm not!"

"No one said you are the murderer. What did you predict?"

Everyone looked at Yu Maomao. She stammered, "I... the day before March 26, I predicted that on the 26th, if someone was picked up, they would die..."

"So you knew Yu Tong would die, Guan Xiaoxiao would die, and today's Le Zhi would also die, right?"

Su Mian hit the nail on the head. Yu Maomao's face was pale, and she kept saying she was not the murderer.

Wang Zhe's expression was a bit speechless.

"Damn, why didn't you say such an important thing earlier?"

"Woooo woooo I don't know... I'm sorry, I was afraid you would think I was the murderer, so I didn't say it."

Everyone present was silent. Su Mian rubbed her eyebrows and looked at Zhou Yichen.

"What about you? Have you seen Yu Tong?"

Zhou Yichen kept his head down and didn't say a word.

This couple, one silent and one crying, couldn't get any effective information at all. Su Mian had a headache.

Wen Zirui suddenly spoke, "I saw blood on his bed."