Chapter 647: The Severed-Finger Maid! The Game Officially Begins!

"I don't know."

Maid spoke bluntly.

"That's right; the entire Ancient Castle has two Maids, indistinguishable by appearance, and for now there's no way to tell them apart elsewhere," Su Yang nodded.

"What are you trying to say?" Maid asked.

"I was wondering... whether the restroom might hide an unknown Treasure, perhaps there are unexpected gains inside," Su Yang said.

"Don't you like that smell? Won't you go in and take a look?"

"Hehe... I'm naturally suspicious, who knows if it's a Trap inside?"

"You're even afraid of the toilet?"

"It's not the toilet I'm afraid of, but the person who used it."

Speaking of that, Su Yang rose, walked to the door frame, glanced sideways, "After all, I've never smelled feces this foul; I have to keep a Heart Eye, right?"

Maid's eyes flickered, Mouth corner twitched slightly, "My Intestine hasn't been good lately."

"I understand; although in the Death Game lifespans are endless, that doesn't guarantee the body can stay healthy forever," Su Yang said.

"If I intended to harm you, from the moment you stepped through the door you'd already be in a Deep Mud Trap," Maid enunciated the word "harm" with great emphasis.

"Human hearts are unpredictable; how could you know whether I had a scheme for you when I entered?" Su Yang said with an inexplicable Smile.

Maid was startled, then fell silent instantly.

"This game has no teammates, but there is a common enemy; you don't know who the murderer is, and I don't either."

"Facing the unknown, people naturally act cautiously; that's not wrong."

"But individual power is limited; I hope that when you spot a clue, you'll be willing to share Intelligence," Su Yang said.

Maid suddenly spoke, "Your name is Su Yang?"

"Yes."

"I'm Liang Kaiqi, I hear your accent sounds a bit like someone from the three southern provinces."

"So you're a fellow native; no wonder the scent feels familiar," Su Yang smiled.

Liang Kaiqi's gaze showed slight embarrassment, she said irritably, "Can we not bring this up?"

"What, you plan to share Intelligence?" Su Yang returned to the point.

"To be honest, I haven't found any useful information yet; I haven't been to the first floor," Liang Kaiqi shook her head.

"Alright, then we'll talk when you feel like chatting," Su Yang lifted his leg and left the room.

Liang Kaiqi opened her mouth at Su Yang's back, but swallowed the words.

Su Yang entered another Maid's room, pushed the door open and immediately smelled a familiar pine fragrance.

"Is there one here too?"

The room layout was similar to the previous one, almost identical.

Even the Cosmetics on the Dressing Table were the same.

Su Yang's gaze fell on the corner of the table, where a Photo Frame lay.

In the portrait, the woman's smile was radiant, she held a bunch of flowers in her hand, looking joyous under the sun.

Yet at that moment, Su Yang noticed the woman's other hand, naturally hanging down, half hidden behind her.

Where his Vision Perception reached, he could see her palm was missing half a Finger.

"The little Finger is missing a segment..."

People with bodily impairments, when facing the camera or in public, instinctively hide the flaw in a corner.

They share one thing—fear of receiving strange looks.

The fear is also prejudice.

Therefore, this subconscious behavior often reveals many things.

On the surface she smiles brightly, but inside she is rather sensitive.

Such people act meticulously, yet are easy for schemers to manipulate.

"She also has black hair..." Su Yang stroked his chin, his thoughts instantly cleared.

Using elimination, he could already nail it down.

The owner of that hair strand must be that Maid.

And her Photo mysteriously vanished, very likely because that player with a hidden agenda discovered evidence detrimental to themselves.

"Zhai Sixin?" Su Yang felt a stir in his mind.

The possibility isn't zero, but the current Reasoning is too arbitrary.

Su Yang made a round, also checked the restroom thoroughly, still found nothing.

He then immediately toured every room on the Second Floor.

Including the courtyard and the stables outside the first floor.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye the sunrise rose.

Only 30 minutes remained before the Death Game officially begins.

Su Yang used a mind map to Seal Mark everything he had seen into his Brain, listing them step by step.

He arrived at the Reception Hall to wait, only to find seven players already seated.

No one rested; all were afraid they'd miss the first-hand Intelligence after the game started.

"Here?" Li Zhenhua pulled out a stool.

Su Yang said thanks, sat down, nodded and said, "If I'd known, I would have taken a nap; I didn't find anything valuable."

"Mainly, remember the scenes and details before the killing, then compare after the game starts," Li Zhenhua said.

"There are too many things; so far I've only remembered the kitchen's oddities," Su Yang said with a helpless grin.

I am the same; there's nothing with any memory point.

Brother Li, where did you go? How come I haven't seen you these past few hours?

"No, I spent some time in the garden of the Ancient Castle courtyard, but unfortunately got nothing," Li Zhenhua sighed regretfully.

"Right, I haven't gone to the garden yet." Su Yang slapped his forehead, extremely annoyed.

"Not going is fine; that place may look beautiful, but it's worthless."

While the two were chatting, the others were closing their eyes to rest.

Only Tang Youning stared straight at Su Yang, as if trying to read something from him.

Occasionally a cold Laugh flashed, rather eerie.

Su Yang noticed this, tilted his head slightly and said, "Do I have a flower on my face? Brother Tang, why are you staring at me?"

"I've seen the kitchen's condition; indeed it's extraordinary," Tang Youning said plainly.

"And then?"

"I think a Chuzi who hides Poison must harbor malicious intent."

"That statement is wrong; the Cook's status in the Ancient Castle is even lower than a Coachman, anyone can come and go, who says the Poison must be hidden by the Chuzi?"

"I only trust my eyes; as for your arguments, let's leave them for tonight."

As the words fell, a broadcast suddenly rang out—

"The game officially begins!"

"Ah!!!"

In an instant, an extremely mournful scream suddenly erupted, its penetrating force chilling to the bone.

The players who had been closing their eyes to rest suddenly opened their eyes, all wearing solemn expressions.

The scream lasted for a long time, about a minute.

When the flags were lowered and silence fell, the group exchanged glances, then rose instantly and ran toward the direction of the sound.

Su Yang surged ahead, quickly arriving at the crime scene.

At the foot of the stairs by the entrance, a female corpse lay quietly on the carpet, blood spreading everywhere.

Her body was twisted at a strange angle, eyes wide open, staring rigidly at the nearby Bookshelf.

Blood dripped from the Mouth corner, and a knife was lodged in her chest.

"The deceased has golden hair?!" Su Yang's Pupil narrowed slightly.

Moreover, judging by length, it seemed to match the golden strands found on the master's bed!

Just as Su Yang stepped forward, a Silhouette crossed in front of him, blocking his path.

Tang Youning tilted his head slightly and said, "Hold on, the Autopsy should be left to professionals."

Su Yang halted his steps and asked, "So, Brother Tang, you mean… you're very professional in this area?"

"I'm a layman in this field, but…"

Tang Youning said in an odd tone, "Those who love to Lie are even less worthy!"