There's definitely something wrong with this murder mystery game

"Ah! There are hooligans!"

"Who touched me... touched my butt! And still touching!"

"Who's jostling me? Everyone here is supposed to have some standing. Can't you show a little respect?"

"Slap!"

"Damn it, who slapped me?!"

"..."

In the darkness, the commotion escalated, and the hotel lobby instantly turned into chaos amid screams and curses.

The adjutant twitched his mouth as he heard those noises, shouting, "Everyone be quiet, stop the noise," while moving away from the Capital Commandant's side, blending into the darkness.

Someone pushed open the hotel's main door, but the sky outside had also succumbed to darkness, and even the luminescence from across the street couldn't illuminate the gloomy hotel lobby.

There were streetlights on the road, but their glow illuminated only the square inch of ground beneath their poles.

After the sudden blackout, the military stationed in the hotel lobby was startled for a moment but quickly regained composure, securing the entrance tightly.

The one who opened the door was a soldier on guard outside. The faint light made their attire and the gun barrels trained warily inside visible.

This wasn't so much an assault as a deterrent to prevent any rash actions or attempts to flee the building.

However, with the guest's tumult, soldiers inside the hotel felt someone trying to snatch rifles from their hands!

Without the command to engage, these soldiers dared not harm the distinguished guests here. They could only protect their weapons and pin the would-be snatchers to the ground.

But the ones engaging in such behaviour weren't alone—many others took advantage of the chaos.

Soon, even the soldiers were plunged into disorder.

...

...

Second floor of the hotel.

In room 218, Xu Shuo tidied up the bedroom a bit, then stripped off his blood-stained white lab coat and put on a black sweatshirt with an attached hood.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Fortunately, the character's clothing wasn't stuck to the body.

He stepped out of the bedroom, closed the door behind him, and then proceeded to the room's entrance.

In the darkness, nothing was visible.

After the hotel lost power, the soldiers on the second and third floors were alarmed but stayed put outside as no new orders had been issued.

The blackout affected only the Five-star Hotel building, while the other constructions outside still had light sources, casting a dim glow on the darkened walls of the large edifice.

Although it was nightfall now, moving about inside the hotel was actually more convenient and safer than attempting to utilize the exterior walls.

Xu Shuo quietly opened the door and merged with the darkness.

What a pity, the Script Space deemed this a standard scenario, so the skill "Dark Stealth" was unusable, and the Character Card had only a one-off ten-minute limit, so there was no need for Qiuzi just yet.

A Bamboo Joint Cane appeared in his hand.

The tip of the cane, made of an unknown metal, tapped lightly on the floor, producing a crisp, ethereal sound in the darkness.

The two soldiers guarding the stairwell instantly gripped their rifles tighter, anxiously on alert. However, a hand suddenly reached out from the darkness behind them.

The soldier whose mouth was covered didn't react in time before his throat was punctured.

Hot blood sprayed out as the comrade beside him was about to cry out an alarm when suddenly, a cold breeze struck him.

A hand covered his mouth.

In the darkness, only a shadowy figure was discernible, pressing close against his body.

"Don't speak," the person whispered in a hushed voice with a strange accent.

Click...

The soldier quickly squeezed the trigger, but no bullet fired. What followed was the gush of blood from his own throat, drenching the ruined rifle in his hands.

"Tsk."

Watching the blood flow out, Xu Shuo's mouth twitched.

Actually, slitting the throat was an unnecessary move, but his body couldn't resist when it touched the other person's neck, and the taste of blood excited him even more.

He gently laid the slumped soldier down on the ground and crouched down, tapping the floor with the short cane that he had retracted.

The soldier nearest to the stairway entrance on the odd-numbered room side of the corridor slowly approached, his footsteps extremely light.

So, Xu Shuo stood up and took a rifle from the soldier lying on the ground, posing as a guard next to the wall.

From that angle, it was just right to be seen.

The soldier approaching from this side saw the straight shadow standing in the darkness after rounding the corner and relaxed slightly, then went back to his post.

He didn't see that the pretentious figure disappeared the next moment.

Just now, there was a distance from the stair entrance to room 217, and Xu Shuo wasn't sure he could take the person down without making a sound after being spotted.

After all, under the unusual power outage in the hotel, another mishap occurring would definitely not make the soldiers foolishly come over to check why the guard was gone; their first reaction would be to shout "Enemy attack!"

In the dark sealed corridor, humans and animals were indistinguishable five to six meters away.

One-Click Kill couldn't instantly solve everyone; it had to be done one by one and required getting within a certain distance first.

This time, Xu Shuo muffled the soldier's mouth fiercely but restrained from making a cutting motion.

The dagger's cold light flashed by, making the attacked person quickly lose his vitality like a sudden death, as Xu Shuo propped him up against the wall.

Afterward, he continued to crouch and stealthily move forward.

There were only ten minutes left.

In the middle of the corridor was the hotel's utility room, from which noisy sounds were coming; the soldier that was guarding the door had gone in to scold a few attendants.

Past the utility room was room 211, and on the opposite side was the public restroom.

Xu Shuo quickly moved over, took down the soldier guarding the entrance, but as he was propping the person against the wall, he abruptly looked up.

Ding!

The dagger struck something, making a light clang.

Xu Shuo's movements didn't pause for a moment; his left hand, not holding the dagger, quickly grasped the other's wrist, and as he charged in, a subdued voice rang close to his ear, "It's me."

As the voice fell, he was hit with a tremendous force into the restroom and was pushed down to the floor.

The cold dagger was pressed against the throat of the newcomer.

If the person came from the left corridor, then people there must have been dealt with, and the only soldiers guarding the second floor should be the one inside the utility room.

But the utility room was noisy, and the muffled sounds in the restroom didn't draw attention for the time being.

The person being pinned down in the darkness raised both hands, and from beginning to end, did not resist.

Feeling the sharp touch, he slowed his breathing, his throat moving slightly, "I surrender... I already said it's me, why are you still attacking?"

Xu Shuo's dark eyes stared at him for a while, then he sheathed the dagger and turned to walk toward the corpse in the restroom.

The adjutant got up and touched his neck.

He could feel that the killer really wanted to cut him a moment ago, but perhaps his submissive behavior kept the other's sanity.

The adjutant watched the dark figure move towards the corpse and smiled, saying, "I knew you'd come to investigate first."

"Is that so."

Xu Shuo lifted the stiff hand of the deceased and examined the body.

He responded, then suddenly let out a low and peculiar laugh, looking up at the adjutant with a flicker in his eyes, his originally refined and gentle face now seemed somewhat wicked.

He said in a ghostly tone,

"Then I suppose the others know too~"