Chapter 563: Chapter 562: Perverted Doctor?

Under the table, Mu Qiu poked Zhao Yu’s hand.

Zhao Yu’s voice paused for a moment, ending her analysis: "That’s as much as I’ve thought of. It might not be true."

Her pause wasn’t too noticeable, and the people around didn’t pay much attention. Guo Yin was still agreeing, saying it was very reasonable, encouraging her.

But this tiny movement didn’t escape Shen Zhousong’s notice.

He was from the military and used to be a reconnaissance soldier before retirement. Moreover, he grew up in a military compound, influenced by his family, and only felt that such small actions were quite obvious.

During the quiet moment, he suddenly called out Mu Qiu’s name.

"Mu Qiu, what do you think? I’d like to hear your opinion."

Mu Qiu was taken aback.

"Huh?"

Shen Zhousong grinned indulgently: "The smartest person in the game is the one who hides their skills in the first round of self-introduction. I heard you’ve been the brain in the past few episodes?"

"Overrated, overrated," she chuckled awkwardly, "I’m just trying not to be last, my goals are modest."

"So, can you share your thoughts?"

Everyone else turned their heads to stare at her.

Shu Ran and Guan Yu squinted their eyes, warning her.

"Are you still trying to keep quiet?"

"Are you the traitor?"

Mu Qiu: "...I’ll speak."

"My focus is a bit different from yours." She was serious, and when seriously analyzing problems, she was a bit like Zhao Yu, as if pointing out work mistakes to subordinates in an office.

"Brother Huai said the cash from the supermarket shelves and clothing store registers was all stolen, and from the scene, the person seemed rushed; many things were dropped on the floor without care.

Why was he in such a hurry? The apocalypse had only lasted three days, most people were just realizing the change, and even when stocking up, they would be cautious, not wanting to attract monsters and traitors.

And why steal money? By this time, money is useless. Of course, it’s possible he still hoped the apocalypse would pass, and money would still be useful.

But what I think is that this state should be when he realized the apocalypse was imminent, before it began, knowing that later there would be difficulties in eating and drinking, so he went crazy hoarding supplies.

But now that the apocalypse has hit, why would he still do this? Did he know something? Or was something compelling him to frantically seize supplies?

Now, let’s propose two hypotheses—if this person is among us, then he might be the murderer who killed those staff members, the traitor, and certainly, he’ll leave more clues.

If this person has already disappeared, then one of us might have killed him. Did any information he knew get passed to one of us? Would one of us exhibit a similar frantic, impatient hoarding behavior?"

Having said all this in one go, her mouth was drier, and Mu Qiu licked the corner of her lips, looking at the others.

The comments in the barrage lessened a bit, then started rebounding.

[Who am I? Where am I?]

[I’m going to faint right in front of you]

[It means that person knew something, so they took the risk to hoard supplies like crazy?] 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

[Is there an even scarier disaster?]

[Okay, I’ll just appreciate everyone’s looks, let me know when you reach a conclusion]

[...]

After hearing this, Shu Ran directly looked at Shi Yuhuai.

Next to him, Han Xizheng, Li Yang, and Guo Yin also followed suit.

Shi Yuhuai: "Why are you looking at me? Taking two packs of crispy noodles counts as frantically hoarding supplies?"

"...I guess that doesn’t really count."

After this round of analysis, there wasn’t enough conclusive evidence to point fingers directly, so Shi Yuhuai’s self-introduction for this round was considered done.

Although Mu Qiu felt, there must be others like her earlier, half-hidden, half-revealed, wanting to keep more useful information for themselves.

But this was just the first round of self-introductions, the focus was still unclear, and it was up to each individual whether to hide or fully disclose, making it impossible to judge whether everyone spoke truthfully and seriously.

After all, everyone here was a performing artist.

Since that’s the case, Mu Qiu thought, then let’s start the self-introduction.

"Let me go."

"I’ve been with Zhao Yu all along, and it’s quite simple. We discovered a flower-like monster in the museum at the end of the street and possibly some informative art paintings.

We were startled by the monster and ran out, meeting Sister Guan Yu and Brother Chu Qiu, Li Yang, and Guo Yin. Then the six of us teamed up, went back into the museum, and found that the monster and any traces it left were all gone.

Then we encountered Brother Cheng and the others, talked for a while on the side of the street, and that’s it.

The information we got is: there’s something fishy about the paintings in that museum, the monster has now escaped, and the production team can remotely control our walkie-talkies."

Guan Yu: "Since we’ve all mentioned gathering together to talk, I’ll continue. Chu Qiu and I first went to that residential building.

The building is rather old, without an elevator, and the rooms are small and cramped, so the kitchen can only fit two people at a time. It’s clear that our living conditions weren’t very good; maybe I was unemployed and staying at home waiting to give birth, and the whole family relied on Chu Qiu as a chef.

Then I found a few strands of green hair on the sofa. Although the couple shared a room, there was a used single bed in the corner, indicating they slept separately before.

Then... then it got really scary! The sensor faucet turned on by itself! We clearly hadn’t gone in!

Startled by this, Chu Qiu and I ran out of the residential building and met Mu Qiu and Zhao Yu on the side of the road, and as Mu Qiu said, Li Yang, it’s your turn."

Li Yang gave the opportunity to Guo Yin.

Guo Yin tried to stay calm, sorted through the logic, and briefly recounted their experience: "Li Yang and I first went to the opposite side, without any destination, just strolling to see what buildings there were.

Then we found our school, which was a mess inside with scattered test papers and books on the floor, but not a single student was there. The small shop in the school had a roll-up door that wouldn’t open, so we didn’t know if there was any food inside.

After leaving the school, we heard Sister Guan Yu and the others scream, stayed behind, and it was just like Sister Mu Qiu said afterward."

"Pretty much the same for us," Cheng Zhirang said, "after leaving the fast-food restaurant, we met the six of them at the entrance of the museum."

Shen Zhousong continued: "But here, we discovered a problem. There was no leftover food in the fast-food restaurant, and in the kitchen, there was a door leading to an operating room."

Several "good sisters" gasped dramatically, then all looked in unison at Shi Yuhuai.

"A mad doctor?"

"Building a secret room to hide stuff?"

"Did you cut the meat in the fast-food restaurant with a scalpel?"

"What unseen dealings do you have with the chef?"

"I got it, you are the third party between me and Chu Qiu! Those two strands of green hair are yours!"

"Pfft!!"

With one line after another, they made everyone who hadn’t spoken chuckle while covering their mouths. Only the person involved, Shi Yuhuai, looked at them expressionlessly, gritting his teeth slightly.

"Is this funny?"