There's definitely something wrong with this murder mystery game

After Manager Zhang's female companion was released, she wanted to return to Room 203 but then remembered she didn't have a room card and had to go back downstairs.

Being reliant on someone else really is troublesome, she thought. She would have to figure out a way to deceive him into handing over the room card for her to keep.

The lady stood at the corner by the staircase on the right, scanning the entire hotel lobby. She quickly spotted her cohabitant—a businessman surrounded by a group of businessmen.

The booths were arranged in a circular formation, and each seat was spacious enough to accommodate five or six people. However, at that moment, there were already seven people seated there.

Because all the other men had their female companions with them, enjoying their company, only Manager Zhang was left alone by his side.

After straightening her rabbit fur shawl, the lady sauntered over, swaying gracefully.

Just then, a male waiter carrying a tray hurried toward them and nearly bumped into her.

"Sorry, sorry," the waiter quickly apologized.

But since the booth he was heading to was just next to them, he stopped there, so strictly speaking, it was the lady who bumped into him.

The lady frowned slightly, her critical gaze sizing up the server, while her peripheral vision caught a glimpse of the man reading a book at the booth. She let out a heavy huff and turned away.

To her surprise, the male waiter watched her leave and thought, "I was expecting to be scolded again..."

He had been working as a waiter for just half a day and had already been scolded well over a hundred times.

Upon hearing this, Xu Shuo chuckled, "You're here to bring me my meal. Besides, she wasn't watching where she was going, so she definitely wouldn't scold you at this time."

Does that mean she'll find an opportunity to do it later?

The waiter grumbled to himself as he arranged the ordered food on the table.

Xu Shuo put down his book and pulled out a napkin to spread it out on the table in front of him, then said casually, "That woman just now was Manager Zhang's companion, right? I heard she was detained by the military as a witness, but it seems things aren't that serious."n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Hearing this, the waiter subconsciously looked back at the booth the lady had walked toward.

It was occupied by businessmen, the group he had been observing intently earlier.

At that moment, the woman who had just passed by nestled comfortably into a man's embrace, hugging his neck and acting coquettishly.

The waiter had also seen the deceased's appearance and the crime scene, but unfortunately, he hadn't been able to discern anything more.

The only thing he could be sure of was that the killer had escaped through the window.

But what did that have to do with him?

It wasn't likely that the victim was his target, was it?

Or perhaps the killer was his target?

The waiter gradually sank into thought.

He was well aware of his own intelligence; thrown into such complex plots of cunning and intrigue, he was more a pawn than a player, often only gaining insight at the grand finale.

Although the reward for surviving was high, he always had to gamble whether his Resurrection Card would be preserved or not.

Speaking too much here would only increase his chances of errors.

Yet doing nothing would drag down the progress of the main quest.

And this person in front of him, had he hinted something to him earlier?

With that thought, the waiter sighed and spoke quietly, "The victim was a grown man, strangled and then stabbed to death. With that lady's strength, it's unlikely she'd be the killer, so the military probably won't detain her for too long."

Xu Shuo glanced at him, his face alight with amusement, "Is that so?"

The somewhat uneasy waiter gave a nervous smile, about to say something more, but Xu Shuo suddenly raised his hand to stop him, "Could you bring me some ketchup?"

"..."

The waiter turned away, annoyed, to fetch the ketchup.

Once a bottle of ketchup had been brought over, Xu Shuo carelessly squeezed it onto the pasta, the red viscous sauce creating a chaotic interlace of lines, a strangely disorderly beauty.

But after he squeezed the ketchup, he saw the male waiter still standing by his side, hesitating as if he had something to say.

Xu Shuo was slightly surprised, "I don't need anything else, you can go ahead with your work."

Male Waiter: "..."

Pah!

Scumbag!

Xu Shuo watched him walk away, the silhouette of his clenched fist, and smiled faintly.

Putting the ketchup-drenched spaghetti aside for the moment, Xu Shuo picked up the steak and began to enjoy it.

Since the person in charge of the hotel had previously offered afternoon tea to pacify the guests in the lobby, he was now the only one having dinner here, with the round table almost covered with food.

Seated in the adjacent booth, chatting, a few women of high society separated only by a low wall, could not resist the aroma of his food and summoned the waiter to order dishes. Read exclusive chapters at empire

Then, the resentment in the gaze of the male waiter who passed by twice fell upon Xu Shuo.

After finishing the steak, Xu Shuo leisurely sipped his coffee.

His eyes swept over the nearby business gathering, lost in thought.

The murder had occurred approximately five minutes after the game had started, and at that time no one had left the hall, at least these people could be ruled out as suspects.

Afterward, the two eyewitnesses had not seen anyone else aside from the victim.

So, both of them must have been in the restroom at the time—without making much of a struggle, the killer had subdued the victim and tried to strangle them. Either the killer had excellent skills, or they knew each other and the victim was caught off guard.

Perhaps hearing footsteps approaching from outside, the murderer, to leave quickly, chose to end the victim's life with a single cut.

The public restroom near the ceiling had windows. Someone with good physical ability could climb onto the sink and escape through the window.

And after that, at least ten minutes had passed before the military arrived to seal off the hotel.

The Commandant Mansion must be close to the Five-star Hotel, right?

Xu Shuo brought the coffee cup to his mouth while pondering, and suddenly, as if by instinct, glanced towards the staircase entrance.

A deputy in a dark blue military uniform, standing tall, had just come down the stairs, and as he swept his glance across the lobby, it landed on him.

The two unexpectedly locked eyes.

Xu Shuo withdrew his gaze and calmly finished his coffee, then picked up a fork and started eating the vegetable salad he had ordered.

At this moment, the hotel lobby became noisy again—the guests who had been just chatting and complaining suddenly directed their frustrations towards the approaching deputy, wanting to know when they could leave.

The deputy, ignoring the curses around him, walked up to the secretary and asked, "Has anything unexpected happened?"

The secretary shook his head, "Although there were people who tried to break out after you left, they were stopped, now they are quite well-behaved."

How they were stopped doesn't need to be spelled out.

"That's good."

The deputy nodded, glanced at the businessmen nearby and the girls rolling their eyes at him, then headed straight towards them.

As he passed by a certain table, he glanced out the corner of his eye.

[Cause of death]

In the next moment, the plate of spaghetti smeared with ketchup was stirred up, a man twirled a forkful of pasta leisurely into his mouth.

A bite of pasta, a bite of vegetables, all without glancing aside.

The deputy didn't linger, but a hint of amusement appeared in his eyes.

He liked teammates who were this cautious.