Chapter 654: Sikeite's Letter! Utter Madness!

All eyes flicked toward Su Yang, each gaze carrying scrutiny.

Undoubtedly, compared to the others, this point is indeed very suspicious.

A Cook actually holds multiple roles, not only responsible for cooking meals, but also versed in pharmacology?

Although the Letter merely brushes over the content, many things can still be deciphered.

"So then, do you think the deceased was poisoned to death by the Cook?" Su Yang asked.

"The deceased knew she was beyond rescue, indicating she suffered a serious illness; the autopsy revealed no other clues, and the rotting of her organs suggests it could be the result of chronic poisoning."

"Rotten Meat is merely the fuse, just the final straw that crushed the camel."

"The cause of death was indeed that knife, but even without that knife, she was destined to die!" Liang Kaiqi said.

At those words, everyone's expression instantly turned strange.

Su Yang heard this and chuckled lightly, "You yourself said the cause of death was that knife, so what does that have to do with me the Cook poisoning?"

"The purpose of this Death Game is to find the murderer, literally the one who gave her the final blow."

"Even if I poisoned earlier, schemed against her, even resorted to such a sinister method to take her life."

"But the event didn't happen, right? At most I'm an accomplice; the principal offender is not me."

Liang Kaiqi's mind suddenly stalled, wanting to rebut but having no way.

She had intended to use this point to 'attack' Su Yang, but didn't expect it to entangle herself and even indirectly help him clear suspicion.

Tang Youning cast a sidelong glance, his eyes full of disappointment and contempt.

"She didn't express fully; she meant the Cook perhaps poisoned the deceased, and that knife was most likely just a tool to confuse the audience."

"Brother Tang is truly perceptive; you even managed to link meanings that differ by tens of thousands of miles together," Su Yang scoffed aloud, continuing:

"You might as well just say I'm the murderer; why beat around such a big circle?"

"You clearly said that solving a case requires evidence, not fabricating stories."

"Yet now you, because of a single sentence, imagine the Cook as an irredeemably vile, poisonous scoundrel."

"Then can I, following your logic, label the Count himself as a thoroughly wicked person?"

"Consider this: the Count and the deceased call each other father and daughter, yet engage in illicit acts, and from the way she addresses the Countess, it seems she also faced considerable marginalization."

"This Cellar is the best proof, and the clothes in the Wardrobe are the Count's reward to her."

"The relic left on the deceased — that box containing Silver Coins — when one coin went missing, the Count flew into a rage and struck down with lethal force."

Tang Youning sneered repeatedly, "Your reasoning is even more nonsensical; what box could make a high‑ranking Nobility like the Count harbor murderous intent?"

"The same words go to you: what grudge could the Cook and the deceased hold to set such a huge scheme just to masquerade as a natural death?" Su Yang retorted.

Just as the two were at odds, Li Zhenhua said, "I think there are too many oddities here; a single Letter is insufficient to draw a complete inference."

"Honestly, I even think all eight present have suspicion, any could be the mastermind!"

Liang Kaiqi's eyebrows knit, "Isn't that just nonsense? The eight of us entered the Death Game, which obviously means any could be the murderer."

"No one can remain untouched; it depends on each one's Reasoning ability, and the final outcome must be decided by vote," Su Yang said calmly.

"If the Photo Frame is the key, then…" Zhai Sixin's mind stirred.

"Indeed, within this Ancient Castle there are at least seven Letters still unfound!" Su Yang nodded slightly.

"Not eight Letters?" Coachman asked, puzzled.

"The Count and the Countess appear together, so the Letter is most likely only one." Su Yang explained.

"Then what are we waiting for, find it and we'll clear up all their love and hatred," Countess suggested.

"Then let's start with the Security Guard, to clarify Sikeite's relationship with the deceased," Su Yang said.

The Security Guard and Li Zhenhua exchanged a glance, both showing solemn expressions.

This is extremely disadvantageous for the two.

Sikeite clearly displayed murderous intent; if the Letter contains even a hint of harmful words…

"Go!" Tang Youning was the first to climb upward.

"You fool." Su Yang tossed the line and turned to leave.

"Brother Tang, there's a door over there," Coachman pointed toward the staircase direction.

Tang Youning had climbed halfway, his expression wavering, then let out a cold snort and continued upward.

He deliberately went against Su Yang's intention!

The group returned to the first floor, walking down the corridor to its end.

Zhai Sixin pointed at two rooms and explained, "The two Security Guard rooms are adjacent; Sikeite's room should be the one closer to the kitchen."

"How do you know, there's no name on the room?" the Security Guard asked.

"On the surface there truly is none, but inside the room there are items proving identity; you must not have examined them carefully, sir," Zhai Sixin said.

"Let's go in and see." Su Yang pushed open the door and entered.

This was his second entry; the first time his focus was on weapons or anything that could threaten personal safety.

Now his focus has shifted, and the furniture and items in the room gave him a completely different impression.

For example, the bedside table lamp; previously Su Yang wouldn't even glance at it.

Now he kept a few Heart Eyes.

Because Sikeite liked the deceased, anything related to bedding had to be closely examined.

"The Photo Frame is here," the Security Guard pointed.

Zhai Sixin quickly removed the Photo Frame, took out the picture inside, and a Letter suddenly came into view.

"Indeed…" a flash of brilliance flickered in Su Yang's eyes.

From this perspective, the Photo Frame in each room is of utmost importance.

"Begin the interpretation," Li Zhenhua said.

Zhai Sixin opened the Letter, roughly Vision Perceptioned two glances, expression stiffened.

"What does it say?" the Count asked impatiently.

"Dear Diana, my admiration for you is as eternal and unchanging as a Diamond, yet why have you never been willing to give me a glance."

"I love you, love you to the bone, I hope to strip your soul and Fusion with me for all lifetimes."

"You belong to me, I belong to you, never to part."

"But now I've changed my mind, you have disappointed me too much."

"The Diana I loved, why do you like that fat pig, is it only because he is Nobility?"

"He has a wife, a daughter, and to him you are merely a plaything."

"Look at the scars on you, I feel boundlessly pity for you, yet you knowingly jump into the abyss."

"I hate you to the core, you hurt me."

"I will also hurt you, I will make you taste the feeling of unbearable pain!"

"Just like my feeling!"