Chapter 362: Detail Lie-Judgment (2)

Bang!

At the moment the door to Room 1802 automatically closed, the Elite Male turned his head and saw 1801 standing at the door with his eyes tightly shut.

'He suspects I am Killer A?'

'Truly hilarious!'

Immediately after, he saw the Youth groping in the dark, sitting down on a chair, and lighting a cigarette for himself, looking like he didn't want to communicate with him.

The Elite Male ignored him and turned his head to size up this room.

Three bedrooms and one living room.

In the living room, beside the sofa, there were quite a few empty wine bottles. Playing on the TV was...

GG Bond.

Seeing this, the Elite Male's breathing became a bit hurried. He knew that 1802 was definitely the murder scene. Then...

The Short and Fat player in 1802 was either Killer A or Killer B.

Thus, he locked his gaze onto the three bedrooms again and walked over to inspect them.

The first bedroom: Child's room.

The second bedroom: Adults' room. Moreover, there were also empty wine bottles on the floor, as well as medicine for treating mental illnesses.

The third bedroom: Storage room.

…

The Elite Male walked out of the third bedroom frowning. He thought about it and felt that, based on the current evidence, he still couldn't determine whether the Short and Fat player was exactly Killer A or B.

Suddenly, he turned his head and landed his gaze on the second bedroom again.

Entering again, he found the Property Deed for this house from a drawer.

House Owner: Wang Dahai.

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'If the character the Short and Fat player plays in the plotline is named Wang Dahai, he is Killer B.'

'If the character the Short and Fat player plays in the plotline is not named Wang Dahai, then...'

'He is Killer A!'

From a God's perspective, his deduction was very strange. This was simply because the message he had previously sent in the group chat was...

【1802 is sick】!

From exploring Room 1802, it could be concluded that 1802 was either Killer A or B.

Combining it with the information 【1802 is sick】, it could be determined that:

【1802 is Killer B】!

However, the conclusion he drew was: If the Short and Fat player is the house owner, he is Killer B; if the Short and Fat player is not the house owner, he is Killer A.

If there was no such information as 【1802 is sick】, this conclusion would be fine.

But there was the information of 【1802 is sick】.

Him drawing this conclusion was very strange.

Unless...

He wasn't sure if the information 【1802 is sick】 was true or false either.

Then this was even stranger. After all, he was the one who stated this information. If even he wasn't certain, who could be certain?

It might be helpful to sort out the details.

When the nine people had just come out, the Elite Male from 1803 asked Wang Dazhu a question:

【Do you have an illness?】

Wang Dazhu's answer was: 【I probably have an illness. After all, my memory reminds me that I am very old, and old people more or less have some illnesses.】

If the Elite Male from 1803 could be certain that the information 【1802 is sick】 was definitely correct, logically speaking, he shouldn't have asked the security guard Wang Dazhu 【Do you have an illness?】.

When he asked 【Do you have an illness?】, it could be determined that he held a skeptical attitude towards the information 【1802 is sick】, not knowing whether this information was true or false.

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…

The Elite Male took heavy steps, arrived at the living room, and sat down heavily on the sofa.

He glanced at the Youth.

'On the surface, 1801 the Youth is also highly suspicious. He might be Killer A, or he might be Killer B.'

'His suspicion mainly comes from...'

'One: Previously when checking the 【Targeted Text Message】, he said his phone didn't have a text message.'

'Two: During the group chat, the message he sent was 【went drinking】, while 1802 was going to throw a drunken fit. It can basically be confirmed that these two people should be in the same room. And in the plotline, the only people in the same room are Killers A and B. Therefore, his suspicion is very high.'

However, the Elite Male also clearly knew that these two pieces of information couldn't hold their ground.

'Article One: He didn't take out his phone for everyone to see the 【Targeted Text Message】, which doesn't prove there was no targeted text message. There might have been, or there might not have been. If he deleted the text message and said there wasn't one, there would be absolutely no flaws either.'

'Article Two: During the group chat, 1802 sent 【throw a drunken fit】 first, and 1801 sent 【went drinking】 later. In other words, 1801's information about going drinking might be fabricated.'

'Therefore, the suspicions towards 1801 are actually all chasing shadows.'

Seeing that he couldn't obtain any information himself, the Elite Male stood up and was about to leave.

But, he saw the Youth still keeping his eyes closed, with no intention of getting up to leave.

"Are you leaving or not?"

The Youth lit a Cigarette and asked in return: "I feel that if you leave, it seems I can open my eyes and take a look..."

The Elite Male: "..."

'One sentence used "if", "feel", "seems", and "can".'

'Does this guy really need to be this scared, or is he faking it?'

The Elite Male shook his head, got up, walked to the door, and pulled it open.

Not long after, the sound of the door closing rang out.

The Youth slowly raised his right hand, waving it as if shooing away a fly.

Seeing this, the corner of the mouth of the Elite Male, who hadn't gone out but instead stood at the doorway, twitched.

There was another sound of the door opening and closing.

The Youth still sat upright on the chair, silently smoking his cigarette. After finishing one cigarette, he unhurriedly lit another one.

Standing at the doorway, the Elite Male who still hadn't gone out: "..."

He returned to the living room, observed the entire room once again, and after confirming there was no important information omitted, he finally pulled open the door and walked out.

…

The door of 1802 opened. When everyone saw only the Elite Male come out, alarm bells blared in their hearts one by one.

The Elite Male was taken aback.

He didn't explain either, just quietly standing on the spot, wanting to see if there was a fool who would Confirm him.

Very obviously, among the people present, there wasn't a second idiot like 1806.

Silence.

The corridor remained silent. Theoretically speaking, before starving to death, they had plenty of time to wait slowly.

After about half an hour.

The door of 1802 opened again, and 1801 the Youth walked out. Everyone instantly landed their gazes on the item in his hand...

The Property Deed!

The Youth first took a deep look at the Elite Male, sizing him up with a slightly mocking look in his eyes, and waved the Property Deed in his hand.

The Elite Male didn't understand the meaning, but he quickly understood.

He saw the Youth walk in front of the Beautiful Woman and say indifferently: "I'll use this to Exchange information with you."

Everyone instantly understood. The most important information in Room 1802 was probably the Property Deed in the Youth's hand.

In a Property Deed, the most important information was naturally the house owner's name.

Because as long as it was confirmed that the names of the house owners of two houses were identical...

It could be confirmed that a situation of spatial isolation indeed existed.

The rooms currently searched:

1801.

1802.

1806.

The Youth should have already obtained the information of the first two rooms. The only information he hadn't obtained was the information inside Room 1806. That was why he would use the Property Deed to Exchange information.

From this, it could be seen.

In terms of controlling details, the Youth was above the Elite Male.

…

Hearing this, the Beautiful Woman asked in return: "How can I be certain of the Property Deed in your hand?"

The correct question should be: How can I be certain the Property Deed in your hand is exactly the Property Deed of Room 1802?

But for unknown reasons, the Beautiful Woman only said the first half of the sentence.

The Youth smiled slightly and leaned the Property Deed in front of the Elite Male's eyes to unfold it.

House Owner: Wang Dahai.

Not only that, the Elite Male also saw the serial number he had secretly memorized earlier.

Confirming that the serial number was exactly the same as the one he memorized just now, he didn't rush to confirm whether it was true or false, but just quietly looked at the Youth.

"Alright, the traded information, I can share it with you."

Hearing this, the Elite Male then nodded to the Beautiful Woman.

Therefore, the three of them looked warily at the others, slowly backed away, picked up their phones, and typed something unknown. However, there were no traces of their chat in the group chat, so they probably deleted it after typing and showing it to each other.

The Beautiful Woman obtained the Property Deed, weighed it in her hand, and waved her hand at the Youth and the Elite Male to shoo them away.

At this moment, her standing position was very strange. Facing everyone, there was no one behind or beside her.

She raised the Property Deed.

Slowly unfolding it...

Due to the Property Deed blocking the view, everyone was unable to see her face and expression.