Chapter 45: Silence Is Tonight

Silence is tonight’s Kangqiao

The 【Memory】 S-rank Faith Talent, exclusive to the Memory Traveler: Memory Flow

Traveling as a visitor through fragments of the target’s memories, endlessly seeking scenes and images of personal interest, like a rapid journey

Du Xiguang is not selfish—at least he knows how to share

When Yun Ni’s memories were just read, he used some method to imprint the images onto the street’s ground

Then, all players present witnessed this scene:

A female assassin with a shapely figure lifted her vest—thick fabric covered it completely, yet the curve still left everyone stunned...

Cough, cough

This was clearly Yun Ni’s memory of changing clothes

As for why she changed, naturally it was because someone had stabbed her chest, piercing the vest

“......”

“......”

“......”

Now the scene had suddenly become a gathering of devotees to 【Silence】

Everyone was damn silent

Cheng Shi’s mouth twitched, helplessly staring at Du Xiguang’s stiff face

I went through all this trouble to give you an excuse to find some interesting assassin memories, and this is what you show everyone?

You’re way too comfortable with your brothers!

Yun Ni was controlled, not blind—she naturally saw the images on the ground

But she wasn’t angry

She simply coldly drove her dagger into Du Xiguang’s heart, slashed open his chest and abdomen, cut his throat, and gouged out his eyes...

Then, when he reopened his eyes under the protection of 【Bloom Waits Only for Withering】 , he asked:

“Pretty?”

Weak and powerless, Du Xiguang could not resist the effect of 【Confession】 and immediately answered:

“Pretty!”

Then his eyes suffered another blow

“Ahh!”

If Cheng Shi hadn’t pulled him back, Du Xiguang might not have made it back tonight under the torment of 【Annihilation】’s divine power

After venting, Yun Ni glanced at Cheng Shi with a blank expression

“You liked it, didn’t you? Pretty?”

Damn, this little girl holds a grudge!

But Cheng Shi wasn’t afraid of this

After all he’d been through, he was truly immune to this level of imagery

Yet unexpectedly, he blurted out:

“Pretty!”

When he realized he’d spoken wrongly, his face turned constipated, and he quickly stepped back two paces

But Yun Ni didn’t attack him like she had Du Xiguang—instead, she said cryptically:

“Come to my room tonight. There’s something even prettier.”

“......”

Trap!

Definitely a trap!

For the first time, Cheng Shi thought maybe believing in 【Silence】 wasn’t so bad—at least you didn’t have to think of an answer

Praise 【Silence】!

The playful interlude ended

Fang Jue was a serious person

He swore his eyes had only glanced once at the sensual image on the ground, then immediately remembered he was here to interrogate, not to joke

His target was clearly not Cheng Shi

But the ascetic who had never joined the group from the start

This follower of 【Silence】 had vanished early on, and when reappeared, became the one who found the corpse

Where he went and what he did during his absence remained unknown

Add to that the fact that followers of 【Silence】 are best at extinguishing sound—and so, could Wei Guan have been killed by him? That was Fang Jue’s first question to confirm

The ascetic clearly sensed his own suspicion, but this time he didn’t remain silent—he spoke up:

“Not me.”

Silence was broken!

Everyone stared at him in shock—first stunned, then each heart sank

The situation had grown so dire that a follower of 【Silence】 had voluntarily broken silence to seek cooperation—meaning all players now faced an extremely elusive killer

Most importantly, the players’ self-assured survival tactics seemed utterly worthless in the killer’s eyes

Arrogant Wei Guan was the best proof

The scene fell silent again

Fang Jue stopped chanting his song and began carefully examining every trace at the scene

After recovering, Du Xiguang and Cheng Shi split up to inspect every building nearby

The inspection was so meticulous it nearly dragged out sleeping insects from door cracks, took X-rays of them, and stuffed them back—yet found nothing

Yun Ni performed another autopsy, but the result matched exactly what she’d found at the Law Bureau this afternoon

No wounds

An eerie atmosphere spread; everyone’s expression was off

Cheng Shi frowned and walked toward Wei Guan’s corpse

He noticed Wei Guan’s expression of terror

Funny enough, this hunter who always squinted in contempt had opened his eyes wide for the first time—right before death

“Aren’t you able to read people’s memories?”

“Yes, but not the dead,” Du Xiguang replied flatly. “I’m a mage, not a hunter.”

Cheng Shi nodded and began carefully examining the corpse’s pupils

Yun Ni stepped closer and said coldly:

“Don’t bother looking for anything in the pupils—the killer calmly erased every trace. He’s a perfect assassin.”

Cheng Shi indeed found no clues—he sighed and began checking the limbs

The corpse still had a faint warmth—clearly died recently

Cheng Shi still couldn’t understand how a life could end so silently

Could even Wei Guan with 2400 stats not struggle even once against the killer?

Or was the killing method... a curse?

Did the killer never even come to the scene, yet ended Wei Guan’s life remotely?

What kind of killing method erased the victim’s consciousness—or simply stopped their heartbeat?

Thinking of this, Cheng Shi’s hand touched the corpse’s chest

Slightly cold

Been dead a while

Hm?

Wrong!!

Why were Wei Guan’s limbs still warm, but his chest already cold?

Cheng Shi raised an eyebrow and slowly traced his fingertip across Wei Guan’s chest

Fang Jue, watching this, asked curiously:

“Are you a doctor?”

“Your memory seems poor. I said I’m a Rationality Eater.”

“A doctor and a priest aren’t the same thing.”

Fang Jue was clearly referring to Cheng Shi’s former profession; Cheng Shi didn’t hide it and nodded

Yun Ni asked with interest:

“Did you choose priest because of that?”

Cheng Shi shook his head

“Then why?”

“【Confession】 is over. Do you still expect an answer from me?”

Yun Ni chuckled and fell silent

Before the 【Faith Game】 descended, Cheng Shi wasn’t a doctor—but he did know some traditional diagnostic skills: observation, listening, questioning, palpation

He didn’t learn these from school—he learned them from his adoptive father, a perpetually cheerful old man

As for why a beggar who picked up trash knew medicine, Cheng Shi couldn’t say.

He had never asked.

He carefully felt the muscle fibers and fascial tension beneath the corpse’s skin, touched for a long while, then looked up and asked:

“I need a needle.”

At this, everyone frowned and shook their heads.

Only Wei Guan glanced at him sideways and asked:

“Where?”

Cheng Shi looked at her, surprised, and pointed to the center of Wei Guan’s chest:

“Here. Pierce straight through the heart.”