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"Change clothes?" Lin tide immediately became interested. "There are clothes to change into?"

"For an immersive murder mystery game, of course you have to change clothes."

Lu Ziang smiled and pointed to the various Republic-era style clothing hanging on the wall of the store, "Look, we have cheongsams, suits, and military uniforms."

Su Qinghe's gaze fell on a moon-white cheongsam, and a hint of anticipation appeared in her eyes.

Jiang Che naturally noticed her gaze, so he leaned close to her ear and whispered, "That one suits you very well, how about you wear that later?"

Su Qinghe gave Jiang Che a light punch, feeling a little shy.

The two followed the crowd through the doors of the Mist Theater.

The lobby was dimly lit, the wallpaper featured patterns reminiscent of old Shanghai calendar posters, and a faint scent of sandalwood wafted through the air.

After verifying the reservation information, the front desk staff led the eight people through the corridor to a room decorated in the style of a study from the Republican era.

In the center of the room was a long table with eight face-down identity cards on it.

"Please draw a card randomly. Don't show it to others after you receive it," the staff member said with a smile. "After you draw your card, go to the changing room next door to change into the corresponding outfit. After you're done, come back to the meeting point. Our host will be waiting for you in the study."

Xu Wenbin rubbed his hands together and was the first to reach out and grab a card.

The remaining people then took turns drawing.

Jiang Che picked up a random card, flipped it open, and glanced at it.

The card featured a young man in a long robe, with his identification code next to him: Gu Mingzhi, reporter for Hujiang Daily.

He flipped the card over and saw his hidden background information.

"Gu Mingzhi, your ostensible identity is a reporter for the Shanghai Daily. You've come to this banquet with a secret, attempting to find the traitor among those present who betrayed the organization."

"Warning: Your situation is extremely dangerous. Probe carefully and do not reveal your true stance."

Jiang Che was engrossed in studying his identity card when he suddenly felt a faint gaze coming from the side.

Turning his head, he saw Su Qinghe craning her neck to peer at the card in his hand.

Jiang Che reacted quickly, snapping the card to his chest.

Su Qinghe immediately puffed up her cheeks, "You stingy little thing, you won't even let me take a look?"

"What did the staff say before the card draw? Don't show it to anyone else."

Jiang Che tucked the card into his palm again, then raised his hand and tapped Su Qinghe's forehead with his finger. "If you knew my identity beforehand, what would be the point of playing this game later?"

Su Qinghe pouted, her almond-shaped eyes filled with resentment.

She looked down at the card in her hand, then looked up at Jiang Che's tightly clenched hand, finally snorted, and turned to walk towards the dressing room.

She took two steps and then turned back to glare at him: "If you get any weird roles later, see how I interrogate you."

After saying that, he bared his teeth, which made him appear fierce and intimidating.

Jiang Che struggled to keep his composure, then followed Xu Wenbin and the others as they turned and walked towards the men's locker room on the other side.

A moment later.

The men's locker room made noise before the women's locker room.

Xu Wenbin was the first to lift the curtain and come out, wearing a dark gray Zhongshan suit.

He leaped to the front of the full-length mirror, glancing down at himself and adjusting his clothes in front of the mirror.

Song Mingxuan followed closely behind. He wore a dark blue long robe, and because the material was soft, the hem swayed slightly as he walked.

With his bespectacled and refined face, he truly had the air of a scholar from the Republican era.

"Old Song, you look like you could star in a period drama about intellectuals from the Republican era." Xu Wenbin looked Song Mingxuan up and down, clicking his tongue in amazement.

"Your Zhongshan suit is also quite nice; you look like a government official."

"Hey, that's not right. I'm a legitimate member of the Military Intelligence Bureau, not some weak and delicate clerk."

"...Why are you dressed like a scholar? Are you a spy?" (Military Intelligence Bureau member)

"Hey kid, I think you're the spy!"

The two started arguing and laughing.

Two minutes later, Jiang Che also lifted the curtain and came out.

He changed into a smoky gray suit. The fabric was of high quality, and the cut at the shoulders and back was very neat, making him look very tall and imposing.

With his naturally proportionate physique, he managed to make an otherwise ordinary costume look like that of a noble young master.

Xu Wenbin's gaze lingered on Jiang Che for two seconds before he painfully closed his eyes.

"Old Jiang, can you please stop being so stubborn? Even when we're playing a murder mystery game, you have to outshine us in looks?"

Jiang Che feigned innocence and straightened his cuffs.

"There's no way around it, that's the authority a mother has, it would be a waste not to show off."

Lu Ziang was the last to come out of the locker room.

He was also wearing a suit, but the color was different from Jiang Che's; his suit was dark gray.

His tie was neatly tied, and his hair was styled back with hair gel, giving him a calm and sophisticated air.

"Old Lu, your appearance makes you look like a young master from a wealthy family. It seems your background is not simple," Xu Wenbin commented.

Lu Ziang knew that Xu Wenbin was trying to get information out of him, so he smiled and didn't reply.

He then turned to look in the direction of the women's changing room: "The girls should be coming out soon too."

As soon as he finished speaking, the curtain to the women's changing room was lifted.

Lin tide was the first one to come out.

She wore a pale yellow cheongsam with a side slit at the hem that was neither too high nor too low, making her walk light and graceful.

She looked down at her outfit, twirled around, and the hem of her cheongsam swirled in a beautiful arc.

"Wow, this outfit is so comfortable!" Lin tide ran up to the group with a delighted expression, then immediately spotted Xu Wenbin's Zhongshan suit. "Hey, Xu Wenbin, you look quite presentable in this outfit."

Xu Wenbin immediately objected, "Hey Lin tide, what do you mean by 'looking like a decent person'? I'm clearly handsome and dashing, okay?"

"Fine, fine, handsome is fine, whatever makes you happy."

Zhao Weilan and Shen Shiyu also came out one after another.

Zhao Weilan wore a light gray school uniform, with two braids hanging down in front of her shoulders. Paired with her round-framed glasses, she looked very scholarly.

Shen Shiyu chose a dark blue cheongsam with a white short jacket over it, looking dignified and elegant.

The boys glanced at the three of them, offered a few polite compliments, and then simultaneously turned their gazes toward the women's changing room.

There is still one person who hasn't come out.

The curtain was lifted again.

Su Qinghe stepped over the threshold with her head down, one hand still adjusting the position of the buttons on her cheongsam.

After she adjusted herself, she raised her head, and everyone's breath hitched.