Deceitful Game

Chen Bingwen handed the question back to Ming Po.

The story he told had almost revealed all his secrets.

This is equivalent to the three people present being able to "kill" themselves or change themselves through this secret.

The "wish" that Chen Bingwen mentioned was just a plea—if you want to destroy him as a deceiver, then you'd better change this part of the past.

If that's the case, then he will have no regrets.

This is practically a will.

Mingpo simply closed her eyes.

"...I accept."

He opened his eyes again, calmly staring at Chen Bingwen, and pressed, "But you said you wouldn't kill anyone... But in all the games you've played so far, haven't you ever caused the deaths of other people? It's all just hypocrisy."

"I will only protect myself when my life is in danger."

Chen Bingwen answered without hesitation: "I must take responsibility for my own life. Even if it's hypocrisy... even if no one cares about law and procedural justice in this game, I do care."

"But you..."

Chen Bingwen seemed thoughtful, then asked, "Do I know you? Or is it that I indirectly caused the death of someone you know? Is that why you're targeting me like this..."

"hehe……"

Mingpo smiled, revealing a smile.

He reached out his right hand and pressed it against his left cheek.

Little by little, he tore his own face off.

As Mingpo's true colors were gradually revealed, Chen Bingwen and Gao Fan both widened their eyes and showed expressions of astonishment.

Chen Bingwen's surprise was—it was you?

Gao Fan's astonishment was—why now?

"Do you remember me, fox?"

Beneath Mingpu's black-rimmed glasses, a scarlet glow shone.

"...It's you!"

Chen Bingwen said in astonishment, "You are...?"

He was a smart man, so he quickly realized what was going on: "You were using a pseudonym before? Did something happen to that person?"

He said without hesitation, "It wasn't me! Please believe me, I wouldn't harm anyone!"

"Yes, something happened."

Mingpo nodded, her tone softening: "But I believe you."

Although Chen Bingwen seemed hesitant and timid, and had previously tried to lie to conceal information...

But the story he told was truly from the heart.

That kind of will, which comes from the heart and is unwavering, is absolutely genuine.

Even without the Honesty Table, Mingpa could tell.

Although he had tried to lie... when pushed to the limit, he was able to respond directly to Mingpo's malice.

Such a person might be trustworthy.

Gao Fan is the same.

This child has his own cunning and scheming, but he is not a bad person at heart.

Just as Mingpo said when he first obtained his player qualification—there are very few simple people who can be selected for the Deceitful Game.

...Does he want to team up with me?

Chen Bingwen also realized this.

He told his story, revealed his past, and expressed his last wishes...

And clearly, he had gained the "wolf's" approval.

"Let's forget about forming a team for now."

Mingpo smiled, her tone becoming much gentler.

Chen Bingwen could guess his thoughts, and Mingpo could certainly guess what Chen Bingwen was thinking as well.

Without needing to communicate verbally, he can directly answer questions that the other person hasn't even asked yet.

"I'm going to kill people, Chen. I'll kill many people."

Pinching her own cheek, Mingpo's voice was gentle.

He slowly glued his face back together, and his voice gradually changed from trustworthy and steady to bright and aggressive: "If you come with me... it would be a bit of a waste for you. We're not on the same path, and it's not to the point where I'd drag you into being an accomplice."

"But... at least, I don't hate people like you."

"To not betray or kill is undoubtedly a virtue."

As she spoke, Mingpo put her human skin mask back on and looked at Xiaobai, who was known as "Nameless".

He revealed a malicious smile: "Of course, Little White... just a heads-up."

As she spoke, Mingpo pointed at Chen Bingwen and stared at Xiaobai: "If his existence as a deceiver is erased, then I will kill you."

"Perhaps he's not the most virtuous person in the realm of morality, but he's definitely not a bad person either. This game is incredibly dirty, and we should take as many people like him as possible."

"Whoever dealt with this guy, I will kill you. Trust me, I can do it."

He glanced at Chen Bingwen again, pointed his thumb at Xiaobai, and revealed a wicked smile: "Don't tell this cheesy story to anyone else again. Otherwise, if something happens to you, she'll die."

Even if you don't care about your own life or death... you wouldn't want innocent people to die because of you, would you?

After saying that, Mingpo burst into laughter.

This guy...

Chen Bingwen was momentarily lost in thought.

His opinion of this eccentric and unpredictable psychopath changed somewhat.

He doesn't seem to be a bad person at heart.

— Goodness laced with malice.

For some reason, this thought popped into Chen Bingwen's mind.

Gao Fan, watching all this, had eyes that grew brighter and brighter.

He increasingly realized that he might have really found a good older brother!

But just as the atmosphere at the table began to ease.

The surrounding lights suddenly flickered erratically.

--boom!

The sound of the door being suddenly pushed open rang out.

The mysterious man, whose voice echoed deeply, returned to the room once more.

"Have you come to a conclusion?"

"Who exactly is the mastermind?"

"—If you can't hand over the mastermind, none of you are going back!"

The sound grew louder and louder, drawing ever closer with an intense sense of oppression.

In an instant, Chen Bingwen and Gao Fan felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

At this moment, Chen Bingwen realized that... the discussion he had led astray seemed to finally be paying the price.

Must someone be handed over no matter what...?

Gao Fan suddenly remembered that their discussion had ultimately come to no avail.

Although they had almost uncovered the truth, they were ultimately one step short...

The mastermind is still nowhere to be found!

Gao Fan subconsciously looked at Xiao Bai.

The one who now holds the reins is undoubtedly Shaw, who is "Frankenstein".

He and Brother Chen had a conflict in the past, but they should be considered to have reconciled now.

Could it be... that she will be the one to die?

But... she should be innocent.

—Or rather, they should all be innocent!

If what the eldest brother said is true, and the stories of the four of them are all four events experienced by "Yaoyao", then they are actually playing the same person!

All four options are Yao Yao!

There was simply no choice!

Must one defame or kill a person?

...If her older brother identifies her, should I follow suit?

Gao Fan clenched his fists subconsciously, his gaze gradually hardening.

He will follow the ticket.

Chen Bingwen's heart sank even further.

He didn't want to die, he didn't want to die no matter what.

He didn't want to be slandered or identified... but he also didn't want to cause the deaths of others.

In the death of the minority, he had already caused the death of others through his vote. At that time, he had tried his best to remain silent, neither vying for a voice nor participating in the voting. Only when he himself entered a life-or-death struggle did he stand up and say a few words in his own defense.

But it was ultimately a game where "voting was mandatory," and he had no choice, nor did he want to die.

But that's not the case now.

Although this behavior pattern will make it very difficult for him to move forward...

but……

Let's take it one step at a time.

Chen Bingwen made up his mind—he would abstain.

"Oh……"

Mingpo simply gave a cold laugh.

His voice became incredibly clear in the dark and silent space.

"I'll teach your grandma's legs!"

Mingpo retorted without hesitation, "I didn't cheat!"

"You must hand over a mastermind!"

The voice grew louder and louder, filling the entire space with rage.

The room shook violently, as if an earthquake had struck.

They remained strapped to their chairs, unable to move.

Mingbo showed no fear whatsoever.

His pupils burned with a scarlet fire, and he tilted his head back, his words unwavering:

"I didn't cheat! You can say it a million times and it will still be the same thing!"

"Even if the whole class points the finger at me, I'm still innocent!"

"—Then you can all stay here!"

The voice grew increasingly angry, even becoming shrill: "You mean, everyone is wrong? And you're the only one right?!"

"I am right!"

Mingpo's voice was incredibly firm: "Even if ten thousand people say I'm wrong, I haven't done anything wrong, and I'm still right!!"

"Isn't this exactly what you were waiting for?"

"Or do you not even believe it yourself?"

"Do you even believe yourself to be guilty?"

"—Speak, Zhang Leyao!!"

As Mingpo's angry rebuke subsided, the shaking space suddenly returned to normal.

pat.

The light was turned on.

The dimly lit space lit up.

This is an empty teachers' office.

Zhang Leyao, pale-faced and completely transparent, was standing at the door.

She looked at Mingbo, who was staring at her, with a complicated expression.

He opened his mouth, but didn't say a word.