There's definitely something wrong with this murder mystery game-Chapter 740 - 633 Defense Line = Divine Compass

Chapter 740: Chapter 633 Defense Line = Divine Compass

Pei Sheng had a strong grip on the rack; indeed, he couldn’t be pried away.

“Then just continue to enjoy the breeze here,”

Xu Shuo walked past him, turned around heading into the stairwell, and even started to close the rooftop door, preparing to lock it.

So Pei Sheng, who had just been sticking to the climbing rack like an octopus, immediately tumbled down and hurriedly clung to the doorframe: “You’re seriously not treating me like a human being!”

Xu Shuo was about to tease him with a couple of remarks when, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the brocade pouch peeking out of his pocket. His gaze paused, and he suddenly reached out and yanked the brocade pouch out.

Pei Sheng had just squeezed into the stairwell after opening the door and hadn’t recovered when his vision blurred.

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“Hmm? What are you taking?”

He focused his gaze and, realizing what it was, subconsciously reached for his own pocket: “Why are you taking my brocade pouch?”

Xu Shuo didn’t speak but slightly furrowed his eyebrows and opened the brocade pouch to look inside.

It was empty.

This brocade pouch was actually an ordinary object; the reason for choosing the bright red flower pattern from Northeast China was purely because of Pei Hong’s mischievous sense of humor when teasing his younger brother. What was inside was the main point.

And seeing as how Pei Hong was generous with his funding, Xu Shuo took it upon himself to check daily whether Pei Sheng carried the brocade pouch obediently.

However, the item had a bit of spirituality. Xu Shuo could usually sense its presence with a focused mental probe, so there was no need to manually inspect the contents of the pouch.

Only, Xu Shuo had just scanned it unconsciously and hadn’t felt the aura of the spiritual object.

“Did you take the brocade pouch off today?” Xu Shuo asked, looking at Pei Sheng.

“No, I did not.”

Pei Sheng said, snatching back his brocade pouch, but upon seeing the empty pouch, he was startled: “Damn! Who stole my talisman? Are they insane? Who would steal this kind of talisman paper!”

He was certain he had never taken the talisman paper out of the brocade pouch.

But now the pouch was intact, yet the contents were missing—there was only one possibility—the thief was so demented they didn’t even spare a piece of paper!

Could it have been taken while he was at the amusement park today, possibly pickpocketed while standing in line?

But today was a weekday, and with no holidays, Mingzhu Fun World wasn’t crowded. Otherwise, Angela wouldn’t have had the chance to ride each attraction six times. Hence, the pickpocket couldn’t have taken advantage of a crowd to steal!

With so few people, Pei Sheng would definitely sense someone getting close to him.

But he truly didn’t notice when the thief made their move, nor how after taking the talisman paper from the brocade pouch, they managed to stuff it back into his pocket.

After much thought…

Pei Sheng said deeply, “It seems that Miss Angela is the legendary urban woman cat burglar!”

Xu Shuo: “…”

This was, truly, an unexpected but nevertheless logical conclusion.

Only, if Angela indeed had a connection with the Sixth Palace, she should, in a sense, be considered part of the Script Space community, and it wouldn’t make sense for her to take a life-saving item from an ordinary person.

But Xu Shuo wouldn’t make excuses for her.

So he just patted Pei Sheng’s shoulder, saying earnestly, “You see? A beauty that suddenly appears might not be a goddess, but can also be a demoness.”

The next moment, a sly smile appeared on Pei Sheng’s face: “Who says I can’t have a demoness?”

It was just a temple’s superstitious talisman paper, after all. Pei Sheng himself was an atheist, so he didn’t take the matter to heart.

Xu Shuo, expressionless, suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Pei Sheng’s head, then forcefully shoved it towards the outside!

“Bang!”

After pushing Pei Sheng out, he forcefully closed and locked the rooftop door.

Pie Sheng, locked on the rooftop, was completely dumbfounded.

After coming to his senses, he began banging on the door panel: “Hey! Hey! Open the door for me. How am I supposed to get down if you don’t open it?”

“Jump down on your own.”

Xu Shuo said indifferently and turned to leave.

Behind him, the wails of Pei Sheng continued.

…

It was nearly time to get off work.

Perhaps it was because they had received afternoon tea from the boss, so most people in the studio had not yet left, looking as though they intended to work overtime on their own initiative.

When Xu Shuo returned to the studio, he saw Los looking around sneakily, and when Los caught Xu Shuo’s gaze, he immediately averted his prying eyes.

Xu Shuo casually glanced over and then withdrew his gaze as he walked into his office.

In the new department, Los curiously watched Xu Shuo’s retreating figure and then turned to look at the empty studio corridor.

—Could it be that the boss has already been executed?

Although executing someone for being absent from work really did seem a tad tyrannical.

But the boss had often complained before about someone wanting to take him out to the rooftop to catch the breeze, and when he had just left the studio, he seemed to be in sheer terror—as if execution was indeed something that could happen.

Only, when the boss had returned just now, there was no fierce aura around him, nor was there any scent of blood.

Hmm…

It was uncertain whether the boss’s body was still there or if it needed to be dealt with.

Los tilted his head and propped his chin, glancing at the small cactus on his desk before lifting his hand and pinching its soft spines.

As for the existence of the Abyss that Angela had just reported to him, Los did not plan to deal with it; after all, he did not come to this world solely to clean up the Abyss.

What did it have to do with him?

It would be better to take the opportunity to capture Angela.

…

Inside the studio.

Xu Shuo thought it over and, unusually, took the initiative to send an inquiry message to Captain Zheng of the Safety Bureau.

[Has pollution occurred again in Yangcheng?]

The person on the other end might just have been looking at their phone, for they quickly replied, [Indeed, near Mingzhu Fun World, but the source of the pollution has not yet been found. Other personnel have been dispatched to deal with it, although if you’d like to come, that’s also fine.]

Mingzhu Fun World?

Seems like the type of place where Pei Sheng might go on a date.

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Xu Shuo did not have the means to monitor Pei Sheng’s phone signal; it was Pei Hong who was monitoring it, so Xu Shuo did not know where exactly Pei Sheng went today.

In light of the alliance between the two, Xu Shuo still dutifully passed this message to Pei Hong, and incidentally snitched that Pei Sheng, in his infatuation with beauty, had leaked project secrets!

Pei Hong: [1].

After replying to Pei Hong, Xu Shuo also responded to Captain Zheng, indicating that he did not want to go there.

There were so many players; they couldn’t just latch onto him alone, could they?

Moreover, Mingzhu District and Heiyu District were two large areas, and it was unlikely that the incident there would affect them here. It seemed that the Abyss was no longer targeting the areas around him.

Of course, whether it counted the people around him was unclear.

But at that moment, a little red dot flashed in the internal information of the Player’s Handbook—Xu Shuo opened the interface, only to be disappointed to find that it was Luo Kai calling him.

The other party sent a picture of the “Defense Line.”

After the incident on Peace Street, perhaps wary of that giant hand that could reach the heavens, Luo Kai had spent a long time near the defense line at Yuhua Dam, seemingly researching what exactly it was for.

And now, did his research yield some results?

Luo Kai: [These researchers are awesome. They really did deduce the presence of the Abyss from the energy fluctuations of the defense line, kind of similar to the ancient Divine Compass. Do you want to come take a look?]

Xu Shuo: [Wait a moment.]

He was indeed somewhat interested in this matter.

Firstly, the “Defense Line” itself was a creation of Judgement, filled with miraculous qualities, and secondly, if he could use the power of the defensive line to predict the Abyss, he wouldn’t have to be so passive anymore.

It would be best if one could be set up near Yangcheng Normal University too.

Xu Shuo said goodbye to Xu Xi, telling her to go home first, as he had some matters to attend to.

Xu Xi’s gaze became slightly focused, and she also remembered the reason Shao Dandan had suddenly left. However, she didn’t say anything and just nodded in agreement.

“Come back early.”

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