Chapter 1945: After the Rewind, Love You Again 21

However, it's not necessarily a Cleaning Ghost.

The players haven't forgotten that there's still a Hunter among them.

At breakfast, everyone had their own thoughts, even being wary of their teammates.

Until someone deliberately broke the silence.

"I live on the third floor with my teammate. Last night… after the Cleaning Ghost left, I saw… him in the hallway."

That person raised his hand, pointing at Jin Chen under everyone's gaze.

"Maybe he's the Hunter."

Jin Chen was gnawing on bread, completely unaware, until Ruan Fu kicked his foot and he reacted, leaning back lazily in his chair: "What evidence do you have?"

He still leaned his face toward Ruan Fu, bread crumbs still at the corner of his mouth.

It really undermines the tension's aura.

Ruan Fu suppressed the urge to smash the breakfast tray on his face and wiped away the crumbs at his mouth.

That player was clearly afraid, especially given the suspicion that Jin Chen might be the Hunter: "My teammate and I both saw you; if you're not the Hunter, why did you suddenly leave then?"

Jin Chen made a gesture as if holding a microphone toward Cheng Chuan, who was seated one seat away, signaling him to speak: "My teammate can also explain."

Cheng Chuan: "……"

What's there to explain? Do you have the three urgencies?

Nutcase.

Unable to say something so embarrassing, Cheng Chuan replied with a nod: "We were just discussing a countermeasure, that's all."

Unable to withstand Cheng Chuan's sharpness honed over three years in prison, that player nervously sat down, thinking he was inconspicuously glancing weakly at the trio at the next table.

Sure enough, the buzz-cut man tapped the table to draw Jin Chen's attention, exuding a fierce aura, while the blond-haired youth beside him spoke with a smile: "Yesterday the Cleaning Ghost, the three slain players, and you were all on the third floor; according to the game's usual rules, we find it hard to believe the Cleaning Ghost could kill three players in one night."

Yun Zaozao set down his spoon, pushed up his glasses, his aloof yet smiling demeanor undiminished.

"Don't forget, Jin Chen only killed a ghost yesterday."

It's well known that the Hunter and the Fierce Ghost are on the same side.

"If that alone clears him of suspicion, who can guarantee he didn't deliberately kill ghosts and monsters to win the players' trust?" The blond-haired youth, appearing refined but actually eloquent, convinced everyone present with just a few sentences.

It seemed as if it had been proven that Jin Chen was the Hunter hiding among the players.

The freckled man, who had remained silent in the trio, stood up, revealing a somewhat sinister smile: "For our safety, you ought to give some guarantee, like putting a few teammates on the line to ensure they won't attack."

So that was his plan.

Ji Luo: "You're dreaming!"

"Hey you…" "Gao Kai, calm down."

Jin Chen suppressed Gao Kai's short temper, stood up, rolled up his sleeves, and curled the corner of his mouth into a smile: "Great idea."

"Or I could just kill a few more now and see if the game will send me out."

The freckled man's smile faded; he'd probably never seen a player more ruthless than them, and for a moment didn't react: "What did you say?"

"There's no better way to clarify this, right?" Jin Chen's gaze swept lazily over the surroundings, as if searching for suitable prey, suddenly focusing in a few moments and revealing interest.

The player he stared at felt a chill down the spine; when he finally reacted, he was pulled aside by the trio and inexplicably joined their side.

Jin Chen stood at the side of Ruan Fu's chair, suddenly bent over, went around him, and picked up the silver fork: "Borrowing this."

"Don't overdo it." Ruan Fu almost blurted out "don't forget the brain tumor," but after reacting, he regretted correcting himself.

And the low laugh in his ear clearly understood the implied meaning.

After reacting, the freckled man only grew angry, fiercely kicking aside the chair in his way, raising his fist to shove and strike—just as Jin Chen moved quickly, but the silver fork he'd picked up was still useless.

The dagger that sliced the freckled man's shoulder was sharp, cutting effortlessly, then pressed against his throat.

Ruan Fu's movement to stand was so fast no one could see it clearly; beneath his silver hair, his eyes narrowed icy: "You're courting death."

"Damn, let go of me, you…"

The freckled man suddenly fell silent, his frustration building until the veins on his forehead bulged.

The obviously leading buzz-cut man of the trio strode over like a sprinting cheetah, his muscles tight, his sharp, fierce gaze sweeping over the six members of the Hope Squad.

Though the buzz-cut man's identity was unknown, Yun Zaozao and the others simultaneously felt the illusion of being stared down by death; even Cheng Chuan, who'd spent years in prison, had rarely seen someone so ferocious.

During the standoff, Jin Chen again stepped in front of them.

Jin Chen effortlessly snatched the gun hidden in the buzz-cut man's sleeve; his clean, swift movement suddenly flashed a hint of danger.

"Buddy, watch out for the gun going off."

The buzz-cut man's expression shifted to shock, even bewildered as he glanced at his empty palm: "…Second brother, apologize."

"Sorry." The freckled man was also a little frightened; the feeling of his neck being cut was truly unpleasant.

Ruan Fu withdrew his hand, while Jin Chen continued toying with the gun, even aiming it at the buzz-cut man's forehead, as if hesitating whether to fire.

"We guessed the wrong person, sorry, brother." The buzz-cut man, capable of bending and stretching, immediately showed an embarrassed expression.

Jin Chen snorted, "Just afraid it's the thief shouting 'catch the thief.'"

It was a case of the speaker unintentionally, the listener taking it to heart; the players, already each with their own thoughts, frequently left the dining hall to seek clues, their gazes toward the trio more wary than fearful.

The trio slunk away dejectedly; Jin Chen idly lowered his gaze, seeing Ruan Fu wiping blood from the dagger, he seemed dizzy as he squatted and leaned on his knee, his peach-blossom eyes blinking: "Are you protecting me?"

Hearing that, Ruan Fu reacted as if stepped on a sore foot, his words sharp, he pushed away Jin Chen's head: "You're being self-indulgent."

【Detected: Antagonist Ruan Fu Blackening Value -5, total 85!】

【Detected: Antagonist Cheng Chuan Blackening Value -5, total 90!】

Cheng Chuan looked at the person before him, but couldn't find a trace of his former self.