Cheng Shi naturally didn't know that Du Xiguang had arranged for Fang Jue to go out and have fun in the middle of the night.
He was currently in the lobby of the hotel on the first floor, trying to get information, and his targets were the drunkards who often drank with the "Troubadour."
They seemed completely unconcerned about the Death of their drinking buddy, only caring if the drinks were discounted today.
Following the usual routine, Cheng Shi stole drinks from other tables to exchange for stories at this table.
Seeing the free drinks, a few drunkards exaggeratedly told stories about how they were like brothers with the "Troubadour."
"Ados was an experienced traveler. Although he wasn't a great drinker and couldn't hold much, he was very knowledgeable. They say he even went to many places underground."
"You say he was a puppet? Don't joke, man. He must have been swapped. How could a puppet drink? Wouldn't it rust? Besides, he always paid for the drinks."
"Why care where the real him is? I just want to know where his money is. Damn it, his room was emptied by the Executive Law Bureau. They say he made a lot of money writing books. If I could inherit that money, I could probably drink until the day I die."
"Bullshit, I'm Ados's son! Only I have the right to inherit."
"What? A follower of corruption? He wasn't a follower of corruption! He was a Faith beggar; he believed in every God.
How do I know? He could recite the blessings of seven or eight Gods in one breath. Can you?"
"Hey, man, are there any more free drinks? If not, go ask the Boss for some. Ados often did that, and the Boss would always give him one or two bottles."
Cheng Shi stiffly smiled and retreated from the table. The moment he returned to his room, his expression darkened.
It was a very skillful puppetry. None of the drinkers noticed anything unusual about him.
And there are only a handful of professions that can control puppets to this extent. If it's also related to corruption and Death, then there's only one profession:
Lord of Desire.
A Mage who believes in corruption.
A profession that can craft puppets from Desire.
The question is, where is the murderer, who is suspected to be a Lord of Desire, hiding now?
No puppet can be too far from its master. From this perspective, the murderer is indeed still within the hotel.
But... can he hide this well?
He wasn't suspected by anyone, didn't reveal any flaws, and even toyed with the people from the Grand Tribunal using a puppet. He didn't seem to be at a disadvantage at all.
Cheng Shi even wondered if exposing When Fear Arrives was also part of his calculations.
Because such a hidden murderer only needs to carry the weapon with him; it would be impossible for anyone to find it.
So, why did he put the demigod item in the room? Was it to hand it over to the Grand Tribunal?
What was his intention in doing this?
Wait!!
Could it be!?
His target was already a Judge?
Mercsius!!??
Cheng Shi was shocked by his own thought, but upon careful consideration, it completely aligned with various details.
Using a puppet to create chaos, dilute his own Existence, and then throwing out the murder weapon to make the Grand Tribunal feel they had victory in hand.
Next, naturally, would be to use When Fear Arrives in Mercsius's hands to accomplish some unexpected operations.
Cheng Shi took a few deep breaths, and a bold guess arose in his heart.
Could it be that the sacrifice for this Trial... is Mercsius?
How is that possible!
A First Class Judge of the Grand Tribunal?
Looking at the public's reaction, you know how deep this guy's popular base is. Looking at how Yun Ni and the Ascetic Monk died, you know how strong this guy is.
How could such an Existence be something Players could deal with?
Uh... actually, six Players with 2400 might not necessarily be able to.
The problem is three have already died, and among the remaining three, one is a slacker.
Of course, I won't say who the slacker is.
However, there is another possibility, which is that the sacrifice is the murderer.
But currently, this "sacrifice" seems even more troublesome than the Grand Judge.
To this day, the Players still haven't found out where He is.
The clues are intermittent, and deductions can only be made by guessing.
Cheng Shi stayed in the room all night, thinking while paying attention to the movements next door.
Finally, at 2:30 AM, a subtle unusual sound came from the door.
Cheng Shi looked up in surprise.
?
Why was the sound coming from his own door?
He immediately got out of bed quietly, slowly approached the door, and after confirming that someone was indeed outside, Cheng Shi did not cautiously adopt a defensive posture, but instead unexpectedly and suddenly pulled open the door.
The moment the door was quickly pulled open, a waiter with a surprised and embarrassed expression lost his support and fell sideways into the room, landing flat on his face without mercy.
Waiter?
Cheng Shi quickly stepped on the waiter's shoulder and asked playfully:
"What, off work so late and still doing a side job?"
The waiter obviously didn't understand Cheng Shi's teasing. He smiled awkwardly but didn't struggle at all:
"Sorry to bother you. The Boss said you were injured, so he asked me to bring some wound medicine. It's in my jacket pocket."
Cheng Shi didn't move, pressing down with his foot:
"Oh? Then I should thank your Boss. But is this how you all deliver medicine?"
The waiter laughed awkwardly twice, his face red:
"Sorry, it's all my fault. I was too curious. I will report truthfully to the Boss. Please spare me."
The waiter wasn't lying, and his attitude was sincere, not like a trick.
Cheng Shi hesitated for a moment, then still reached into his jacket pocket.
However, just as he touched the waiter's chest, he suddenly froze, then quickly withdrew his hand, and said a thank you with a smile.
The waiter scrambled up from the floor in a panic, bowed repeatedly, backed out, and closed the door.
Cheng Shi looked at the note in his hand and fell into deep thought.
...
On the other side, Du Xiguang stood by the wall, holding his breath and listening to the movement in Cheng Shi's room next door. After the sound there disappeared, he shook his head at Fang Jue, who was sitting in the room.
"It was the hotel Boss who sent someone to deliver medicine, but this waiter might have had some small ideas and was discovered by Cheng Shi.
He is very alert and very shrewd, shrewd in a way that doesn't seem like a Chaos follower."
Fang Jue nodded first, then shook his head and said:
"The scent of Chaos cannot be faked. This Reason Corroder's Divinity is very high. As He said, approaching Order is even more of a Chaos in the eyes of Chaos."
"Haha, if that's the case, aren't you even more chaotic than Him?"
"The premise is that He believes in Chaos, and I believe in Order. The same external manifestation wraps different inner cores, which is why each individual called a human is different.
Alright, enough small talk. There are 15 minutes left. I'm really looking forward to tonight's journey."
"I am also looking forward to it. After we leave, remember to remove the silent barrier so that the neighbors don't become suspicious."
Fang Jue nodded and said no more.
...
3 o'clock arrived quickly.
Cheng Shi sensed that the people next door were gone and decisively pushed open the door and walked out.
He had some guesses about where the two of them went, but for now, he didn't follow his thoughts.
He looked at the note in his hand repeatedly and walked towards the first floor with a somber face.
The note said there was a sealed space under the bar in the lobby on the first floor, very suitable for meeting, and asked him to come alone.
Alone?
Okay, just alone.
Today, I'll be a lone wolf again.
I want to see what the murderer who caused panic in Eternal Bloom Town looks like!