Death Train: SSS-level talent right from the start!

Lei Xing walked up from behind and stood to Su Jin's right, his gaze sweeping back and forth between the two Yang Qings twice: "What's going on here?"

Su Jin shook his head: "I don't know. There's suddenly a Yang Qing in the team, and we can't tell which one is the real one."

Li Tianran stepped out from behind Lei Xing, his brows furrowed. "Ask them questions and see who can answer them."

Su Jin nodded.

She looked at the two Yang Qings in front of her and took a deep breath: "Yang Qing, what is your date of birth?"

September 15, 1998.

The two Yang Qings spoke almost simultaneously, their voices synchronized, their intonations synchronized, and even their pauses were exactly the same.

Su Jin's brows furrowed even more.

"Where do you work, and what is your job title?"

"Marketing Specialist, Donghai Trading Co., Ltd."

They answered at the same time, and their answers were exactly the same.

Su Jin's lips were pressed into a thin line.

Lei Xing stood to the side, arms crossed, his gaze sweeping back and forth between the two Yang Qings: "They both gave the same answer; it's impossible to tell who's telling the truth."

Su Jin remained silent.

The street was quiet for a few seconds.

All eyes were focused on the two Yang Qings.

Yang Qing on the right suddenly spoke up.

"Sister Su, it's really me, Yang Qing." Her voice was louder than before, with an urgent tone: "I know your secrets. You like women. You're a lesbian."

Upon hearing this, Yang Qing on the left opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.

"Alright, that's enough."

Su Jin's voice suddenly rose, directly interrupting Yang Qing on the left before he could speak.

She and Yang Qing had worked together for many years before they were put on the death train; Su Jin was Yang Qing's direct superior.

As a senior executive, Su Jin had some special hobbies to relieve work-related stress, which Yang Qing knew a little about.

If the two Yang Qings continued talking, before it was clear who was telling the truth and who was lying, all her unusual fetishes would be revealed.

Su Jin felt a little embarrassed and didn't know what to do for a moment.

Chen Ye stood beside Su Jin, his expression unchanged. Everyone has their little quirks, it's understandable.

Qin Zhaoyang's lips twitched, then he quickly lowered his head, staring at the tips of his shoes, pretending he hadn't heard anything.

The expressions on the faces of the others were also varied.

The one who reacted the most was Wen Ning. She was standing to Chen Ye's left, and her body visibly stiffened when she heard those words.

Her gaze lingered on Su Jin's face for a moment before quickly shifting away.

She recalled the previous insect hive trial, when she was wandering alone in the underground insect hive, and Su Jin took the initiative to invite her to come along.

Su Jin took good care of her along the way, letting her stand in the back to deal damage when they encountered elite monsters, while he tanked the damage in front.

He was very generous when it came to distributing the spoils, giving her everything that was suitable for her, even prioritizing her over her teammates in Su Jin's team who had spiritual talents.

She had thought Su Jin was just a nice person, but now it seemed that it was more than that; he had designs on her. Now she finally understood what was strange about Su Jin.

Wen Ning got goosebumps all over her body. She subconsciously took half a step toward Chen Ye, her shoulder almost touching his arm.

Chen Ye turned his head and glanced at her.

Wen Ning didn't look at him; her gaze remained fixed on Su Jin's direction, but her body language spoke volumes.

Chen Ye withdrew his gaze without saying anything.

"This is troublesome."

Li Tianran's voice broke the silence.

He took half a step forward, standing slightly behind and to the side of Su Jin, his gaze sweeping back and forth between the two Yang Qings: "One of them must be a monster from Mirror City in disguise. This is a ticking time bomb. Since we can't tell them apart, then... should we kill them both?"

Su Jin suddenly turned her head and stared straight at Li Tianran.

"Li Tianran, what did you say? If there were two of you, could I kill you too?"

Her voice turned cold, and she gripped the silver-white longsword tighter in her hand.

"What I mean is, this is the safest way. If you don't kill them, they might kill you at any time. We could all be targeted by this monster."

Li Tianran looked at Su Jin, his expression unchanged.

Su Jin frowned, knowing that Li Tianran's words were not without reason.

Lei Xing walked up from the side: "What else do you suggest? We won't kill him. If you want to keep this time bomb, we'll have to go our separate ways. I don't want to die for no reason."

Su Jin pursed her lips slightly, her gaze shifting from Lei Xing to Li Tianran, and then from Li Tianran to the two Yang Qings.

The two Yang Qings stood in place, their expressions and postures perfectly synchronized, like two mirrors reflecting each other.

Su Jin looked at them for about two seconds, then looked away and turned to look at Chen Ye.

"Chen Ye..."

She called Chen Ye's name once, but didn't say anything more.

That look said it all. She needed a way, a way to distinguish between truth and falsehood, a way that wouldn't require killing her own teammates.

Chen Ye didn't look at Su Jin; his gaze was fixed on the two Yang Qings in front of him. This monster could imitate people and knew the memories of the people it imitated, so it was clearly no ordinary monster.

Immediately, the Demon-Slaying Halberd sprang from his hand, its tip pointing forward.

He slammed his right leg into the ground, shattering the mirrored floor tiles beneath his feet, and shot towards Yang Qing on the left like a cannonball.

The speed was so fast that most of the people present did not have time to react.

The tip of the Demon-Slaying Halberd, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, hurtled straight towards Yang Qing's throat on the left.

With 50 points of base strength plus 10 points of strength from the Demon-Slaying Halberd, the 60 points of strength from the thrust were all poured into this one spear.

This shot was fired without any restraint; it was aimed at killing the target instantly.

The spear tip was less than ten centimeters from Yang Qing's throat when Yang Qing moved.

Her body suddenly sprang backward at an astonishing speed, her feet tapping the ground several times, each step leaving a shallow crack in the mirrored tiles.

Chen Ye gave her no chance to catch her breath.

He pushed off the ground with his right foot again, and chased after it. The Demon-Slaying Halberd changed direction in the air, from a straight thrust to a downward smash.

The gun whistled as it hurtled towards Yang Qing's head.

Yang Qing raised his arms and crossed them above his head to block.

"Bang--!"

The gun slammed into Yang Qing's arms with a dull thud. The shot was powerful and heavy, but Yang Qing only staggered back a few meters.

Chen Ye looked at Yang Qing, who had been knocked back several meters, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Su Jin turned her head abruptly, her voice filled with barely suppressed anger: "Chen Ye, what are you doing?"

Chen Ye did not answer. He spun the Demon-Slaying Halberd half a circle in his hand, and the tip of the halberd was once again pointed at Yang Qing, whom he had repelled.

"He's fighting a monster. Yang Qing in your team isn't strong enough to withstand Chen Ye's full-force attack and emerge unscathed."

Gu Qinghuan's voice came from the side.

Su Jin's gaze returned to "Yang Qing," who had been defeated by Chen Ye.

Yang Qing's arms were still in a blocking position. His sleeves were crumpled from being hit by the gun, but his exposed forearms had smooth, intact skin without any marks.

She instantly understood Chen Ye's intention: not through argument, but through coercion.

The real Yang Qing wouldn't be able to react in time or block the attack. The one who could react and block it must be a monster. But what if the one Chen Ye stabbed was the real Yang Qing...?

Su Jin didn't think too much about it; at least the current outcome was good.