There's definitely something wrong with this murder mystery game

At this moment, as the adjutant approached, a few merchants became somewhat uneasy and wary.

Especially when the man's face still bore an unkind smile.

"Miss Merlin seems to have quite a big complaint against me?" The adjutant raised an eyebrow, looking at the enchanting lady nestled in Manager Zhang's embrace with a smile that was not quite a smile.

"Not at all, you jest..." Miss Merlin forced a smile and tugged at the corner of her mouth.

She had never imagined that this man, who had been ridiculed in the room just now and hadn't cared, would actually be drawn over by a mere roll of the eyes.

And to be right by Manager Zhang's side—wasn't that just spoiling the mood?

Although she had been pleading with the man to hand over the room card for her to hold onto, claiming she wanted to go up to rest, she had been refused.

Surrounded by a group of men who were egging her on to keep Manager Zhang company, she had no choice but to continue to lean against him, enduring the wandering hands that kept groping everywhere.

So that roll of the eyes just now was half aimed at the adjutant, and half at the rightfully Manager Zhang who was touching her backside.

Fortunately, it seemed that the adjutant did not intend to dwell on her much and turned his head to look around the hall, then said, "We have just finished searching the upstairs, and to be honest, it didn't go very smoothly."

Upon hearing this, everyone had an ominous feeling.

After all, how the upstairs guests had come running down with bruised faces, furiously cursing their violent enforcement, was witnessed by all.

This meant that...

"So now, I hope that everyone here in the hall will cooperate well with our work and stop causing any more trouble," said the adjutant with a smug smile.

"What the—"

One guest was about to lose it but was promptly pulled back by someone beside them.

The latter pointed to the person in the corner with a bruised face.

That individual immediately went silent, though his face showed discontent.

The person beside him helplessly consoled, "Sigh, just go through the motions anyway, since even if you say you're not suspicious, they certainly won't listen, and you might even get hit."

Everyone: "..."

That was indeed true. Arguing with the military in District Thirteen, they would tell you that fists and guns are the real authority.

Guarding the border, the customs of the people and the military in District Thirteen are much more fierce compared to other areas.

So, they still dared not speak their anger.

Pleased with the anger he had incited, the adjutant nodded and said, "Well then, those who don't want to be questioned again can now return to their own rooms, or you may also choose to stay here as you wish."

At that time, a lady of means couldn't help but ask, "Then, after you've finished searching later, you'll let us leave, right?"

It was the person sitting in the booth next to Xu Shuo. She had previously said her husband was an Ancient Medicine Physician and was meeting friends at the Five-star Hotel when she was detained here, and her husband must be quite worried on the outside.

Upon hearing this, the adjutant stroked his chin and said, "Probably."

Someone got angered by his irresponsible words, "Hey, why can't we leave after being questioned, do we really need to wait here for you to drag out the results?"

"Exactly, at the time of the death, we were all in the hall, it has nothing to do with us!"

"Ask the reception and the waiter, from beginning to end I didn't leave the hall once, the suspicion should be easy to exclude, shouldn't it?"

"..."

The hall grew noisy with disputes once again.

Just like Capital Commandant's expressionless face, the adjutant maintained a constant smile, quietly observing as they deliberately avoided certain truths, but such a smile only increased a sense of inexplicable wariness.

As the hubbub of arguments died down, the adjutant then smiled and said, "I thought everyone understood the reason. Turns out you all didn't know?" Continue your journey at empire

As he surveyed the room, some people subconsciously looked away.

They certainly knew.

After all, so much time had passed that the gossip had spread among everyone; the military was ostensibly searching for the murderer, but in reality, they were looking for the spy who had stolen military secrets.

Therefore, actually, everyone here was a suspect.

From the beginning, the Capital Commandant had stated that someone was engaging in illegal espionage activities in District 13 and had even made their way into the Five-star Hotel.

But later, they had heard that someone had died in the hotel, and the military was searching for the murderer.

Naturally, people would choose the perspective that favored them to criticize the military; as long as the military hesitated, they could take the opportunity to leave this place.

After the adjutant finished speaking, he gave a meaningful look at the few merchants who had been making the most noise just now.

In fact, it was always them who started the fires.

When he looked over, several of them felt somewhat guilty, but only Manager Zhang from Tengxing Trading Company managed to smile politely at him.

The adjutant chuckled coldly and turned to leave the hall.

Xu Shuo had already finished the abundantly filled table of food; he didn't want to be interrogated a second time later, so he picked up his medical book and also went upstairs via the other staircase.

...

The hall had just been dealt a blow, and the people once again became despondent as they waited for the interrogation that was sure to come.

The merchants occupying most of the left-side booths were even more anxious; someone checked the time and sighed, "It's already this late, I had a banquet planned for tonight, I don't know if I'll still be able to make it."

Another person also said, "Exactly, I had arranged to discuss business with Boss Liu at the Peace Hotel, but now I don't even know how to inform him of my circumstances. What if he thinks I've broken my promise?"

"These people won't even let us send a message out," someone else complained, casting a dissatisfied look at the secretary guarding the door.

"Alright everyone, let's calm down," Manager Zhang interjected while playing peacemaker, his smile conveying down-to-earth honesty. He continued, "Since there's really no way to leave, it seems we can only wait."

Everyone else could only sigh and resign themselves to the situation.

The young lady being embraced by Manager Zhang subconsciously furrowed her brows, but she quickly adjusted her facial expression. After all, there was no adjutant present now to divert her emotions.

The young lady gave her male companion a somewhat strange look.

Having been groped excessively, she had noticed a pattern: the man only seemed to grip her buttocks firmly when he was deep in thought or when he wasn't in the best of moods…

This could just be an unconscious human behavior.

But it was enough to prove something.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

—This man was very keen to leave the hotel.

He had deliberately incited the crowd to create a disturbance just now.

But judging by his composure at the moment, he might not be worried about being interrogated by the military; rather, he was concerned that if the military continued to delve deeper, they might uncover more, and there were secrets of his in this hotel.

Therefore, he refused to hand over his room card, yet he didn't return to his room even when the military was searching the premises.

The young lady pondered with furrowed brows.

Not returning to his room, leaving the initiative to the military, might be because there was no longer enough time to move things.

So, even if something were to be found later, he could claim to have been in the hotel lobby all along and completely unaware, which, while still suspicious, would at least reduce the degree of suspicion.

Was he betting on whether the military could find anything or not?

And not allowing her to go back was for fear she'd start tampering with things?

The young lady bit her lip, indeed she had wanted to go back and rummage around a bit, after all, there were things she had hidden in the room too.

She was a spy.