After Going Viral on a Dating Show, I’m Pampered by All

Chapter 82: Chapter 82: The Least Expected Person Turns Out to Be the Murderer

“I’m dying of laughter, haha. I get why you had Lu Tianxin play a drooling lunatic, but why the pregnant woman for Brother Li, haha.”

“It feels like Sister Meng Yun is so cowardly. Everyone else speaks so calmly, while she’s trembling. Is she afraid everyone will know she’s the murderer or an accomplice?”

“I also feel a bit speechless. I really hate meeting such people when playing murder mystery games—it ruins the whole experience.”

“Now a crime has occurred, and you all are suspects. The victim has died, and your task is to deduce who the murderer and accomplice are. The crime scene was at the school gate. The murderer was brilliant, managing to complete the act in a blind spot of the surveillance. The cause of death is currently unknown.”

As soon as the director finished speaking, the ten players began speaking in turn.

Sang Qiao spoke first, “This indicates that the murderer is no ordinary person; he managed to avoid the surveillance blind spots.”

“Then let’s first eliminate the harmless ones—vegetable vendors, pregnant women, lunatics, cripples,” Sang Shen casually remarked, genuinely believing so.

He already had a suspect in mind, but he didn’t have a solid reasoning yet, so he kept quiet.

“No, I think these physical characteristics might be their disguises,” Yao Hui thought back to the suspense films he had seen. They were all played out like this.

“That makes sense,” Meng Wangge nodded.

“I don’t have any objections,” Liang Mengyun was still timid. It was her first time playing such a game, and her heart was pounding, especially since she was the accomplice!

Lu Tianxin: “I think we could vote Meng Wangge first. She laughed so loudly, she could possibly be the murderer!”

“Meng Wangge was just laughed by Yao Hui, it’s unrelated to these; I don’t think she is,” Lin Weichen chimed in.

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Sang Jiao: “I feel like we could vote for Sister Meng Yun, because her features are so mysterious, and she sounds so guilty when she talks. Don’t you all feel it?”

Gu Nanmo: “I also think that the murderer is definitely Liang Mengyun.”

Si Chenli: “Anything is possible.”

Ultimately, the majority voted for Liang Mengyun, and as an accomplice, she was eliminated in the first round.

The director, seeing they played the murder mystery game into a bout of wild guessing, was exasperated but didn’t expect them to play well anyway.

This group obviously hadn’t played before, as they strictly stuck to the script.

“…Although Liang Mengyun being guilty as an accomplice is true, this murder mystery game was really ruined by their play, feeling like it all depended on others’ tones.”

“Hahaha, everyone has such an indifferent attitude, and they don’t know how to deduce or analyze, feels like the murderer could only be identified by their wild guessing.”

Indeed, as the netizens said, they simply couldn’t deduce or analyze but relied solely on their gut to vote one after another.

The second to be eliminated was Yao Hui, who seemed the least reliable.

“Damn, I just accidentally dropped the papers, I wasn’t nervous. Is that necessary?” Yao Hui struggled unwillingly before being voted off.

But everyone, carrying the idea of rather mistakenly eliminating than letting go, directly voted him off.

Then it was Meng Wangge, followed by Lin Weichen, Sang Qiao, Sang Shen, Gu Nanmo, and Sang Jiao.

In the end, only two remained, and Lu Tianxin incredulously looked at Si Chenli.

Who would have thought that a calm, seemingly pitiful pregnant woman would be the murderer?

In the end, the murderer won the game.

“I already said it wasn’t me. You didn’t believe me and voted me out second. If I had survived a little longer, maybe I could have helped analyze.”

Yao Hui’s tone carried a bit of grievance; he felt suffocated since he couldn’t speak after being voted out despite sensing something was off.

Especially when he saw one good person after another being voted out while Si Chenli remained in the most innocent position, he really wanted to say, “The most innocent-looking ones are more likely to be in disguise!”

“Forget it, you’re just wise after the event; even if you weren’t eliminated, it’s not like you’d have been of any use.”

Meng Wange muttered, knowing all too well that Yao Hui had always been like this during tasks—good for nothing and more trouble than he was worth. Was he ever useful?

“Sigh.” The director sighed and walked away, disappointed that the intense tension he had envisioned wasn’t there.

This group had turned a proper script murder game into a random guessing game.

“I really didn’t expect you to play the murderer so calmly,” Sang Qiao quietly stared at the man beside her, genuinely surprised; she hadn’t suspected Si Chenli for a moment.

The man’s role was a pitiful one, and his analysis had been very reasonable, not at all resembling a murderer.

“If I panicked, I’d have been voted out,” Si Chenli’s lips curled slightly; his mood had always been calm, and playing a little game wouldn’t cause any unusual emotions.

There was no need to tell her these insignificant details.

“That’s true. Actually, I wasn’t panicking either; I felt so helpless when they voted for me just because I was the closest to the crime scene,” Sang Qiao felt quite innocent herself.

She hadn’t let any emotion slip, yet she was voted simply because of her proximity.

“I didn’t vote for you,” Si Chenli said indifferently.

“I was wondering why there was one vote missing. It turns out you believed in me,” Sang Qiao blinked her eyes, feeling their friendship deepen.

“Mmm,” Si Chenli’s gaze landed on her small, palm-sized face, his mood involuntarily lifting.

He left unsaid that even if he knew she was the murderer, he wouldn’t vote against her.

“The next time we play this game, even if everyone suspects you, I won’t vote for you,” Sang Qiao’s small face was utterly serious.

She was naturally beautiful, and hearing such words from her seemed to sweetly compel him to do anything for her.

Si Chenli stared intently at her face, moving his lips, “Alright, you better remember that.”

“Don’t worry, I have a super good memory,” Sang Qiao’s tone carried a hint of pride.

“Mmm, I believe you,” the man’s eyes were deep, a smile unwittingly playing on his lips, even though he knew her memory wasn’t good, he still wanted to believe her.

With nothing else to do, Sang Qiao took out her phone and continued playing her matching game.

Viewers on the screen: “?”

“[How long has it been, and Sister Qiao is still stuck on this level?]”

“[Dude, with such a romantic atmosphere, you run off to play games instead of chatting more; is that appropriate?]”

“[Brother Li really likes Sister Qiao a lot; he can’t even bear to vote her out in a game.]”

“[Sister Qiao’s completely bewildered face when she was voted just for being closest to the crime scene was so cute haha, she probably has never been doubted for such a nonsensical reason in her life.]”

“[No offense, but their way of playing script murder games is like children playing house, totally meaningless.]”

Sang Shen had been listening to all these conversations and couldn’t help but frown; had he known they could turn a game into such a spectacle, he definitely wouldn’t have joined in the random voting.

He could have chosen not to vote for Qiaoqiao too!