Death Game: Starting as a fraudster, pretending to be a god.

Chapter 1397 Professionals, Professional External Aid

"Next, I will conduct a second round of screening with the colleagues in the internal affairs team; you will all remain on hold and await the results of my second round of screening."

In the group chat, 'Ren Gu' sent another message, and 'Liang Ye' immediately replied with 'Received'.

Lin Yu followed suit and replied with "Received".

However, even though "Human Valley" personally intervened, Lin Yu was still not optimistic.

If someone is truly hiding, then the level of disguise on the other side is probably quite high.

When the staff of "Order" were counting and confirming the number of people, they must have also temporarily checked the basic condition of each person...

While it's not difficult to slip past the first round of inspections, it's definitely not an easy feat.

More importantly, since the other party chose to infiltrate and even dared to kill someone under such circumstances, they must be very confident in their disguise and infiltration abilities.

Even if Ren Gu were to personally investigate, he might not be able to find anything in this round of investigations.

There was not much time left before the afternoon election officially began.

After thinking for a moment, Lin Yu decided not to follow Ren Gu's suggestion and wait for the results of the second round of screening.

In addition to screening, Lin Yu also has other investigation methods.

He could also... ask someone to help analyze it.

After saying goodbye to the fern, Lin Yu found an empty room, went inside, and then closed the door.

Next, he took out the Ancient Notebook from his Item Space, placed it flat on his lap, gently pressed his hands on it, and then closed his eyes.

When Lin Yu opened his eyes again, he was already inside the consciousness space of the [Ancient Notes]!

And here, there are two perfect "foreign aids".

The first "Freud" was someone who had an intimate knowledge of the power systems of the Ten Realms and knew exactly what techniques and "tools" many long-established masters possessed.

as well as……

These are unofficial members of "Order," who, despite lacking any direct combat ability, possess extraordinary logical reasoning skills.

The strongest "detective" in the "detective" category.

Lin Yu pushed open the corridor door of the consciousness space and arrived at the room where Lao Zheng and Fu Luo were at this moment. Both of them had been granted the right to move freely in this space by Lin Yu, and they were currently in Lao Zheng's "room" together, doing something unknown.

Lin Yu pushed open the door and saw two people sitting at the table playing chess.

At this moment, it seems that Lao Zheng has the advantage. There are significantly fewer white pieces on Fu Luo's side of the chessboard, and Fu Luo's expression is also very serious.

The two's activity could make Lin Yu sigh with admiration for their refined taste—provided, of course, that there weren't so many empty beer cans lying on the ground.

Lin Yu quickly learned where these aluminum cans came from.

Fu Luo moved his bishop one step, and Lao Zheng immediately moved his pawn to capture Fu Luo's chariot. Fu Luo then cried out "Damn it!" and picked up the three cans of beer placed next to the chessboard, pulled the tabs, and gulped them down.

Clearly... the wager between these two in their chess game was drinking.

They were clearly very focused—so focused that no one noticed Lin Yu's arrival.

Lin Yu watched silently as Fu Luo finished three cans of beer before sighing and reaching out to knock on the doorframe.

"Dong dong."

"You two... seem quite at ease."

Fu Luo and Lao Zheng looked up at the same time, and both of them immediately showed the expression of students who had been caught playing on their phones by their homeroom teacher.

"boss?!"

"Old Lin, what brings you here!"

The two men simultaneously jumped up from their chairs in a panic, trying to use their bodies to block the beer on the table and the empty cans under it.

Lin Yu watched their movements and waved his hand with a smile: "Why are you two so nervous? I didn't say you couldn't relax. You're just killing time anyway."

"Do you think I'd refuse to let you have some fun here?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Luo breathed a sigh of relief: "That's true... Old Lin, you're definitely not the rigid type..."

But Lao Zheng interrupted Fu Luo, speaking warily: "Don't let your guard down. Although he's not rigid, he's definitely not easy to talk to. He might be humble and gentle with his friends, but we're now his 'subordinates' or even 'vassals.' You'll soon see his harsh and terrifying side. Last time, he found out I was drinking, so he turned all the alcohol in my consciousness space to room temperature!"

As Old Zheng spoke, Fu Luo's expression changed slightly: "Is that so?"

Lin Yu said helplessly, "Don't listen to his distorted and out-of-context remarks... Isn't this wine chilled now?"

Fu Luo's expression changed again: "That's true. Sure enough, people from the 'Psychology Society' are all bad-natured and love to scare people."

Old Zheng muttered to himself, "Am I a bad person? I think it's someone else who's bad..."

Lin Yu smiled and said, "Oh, someone else?"

“Yes… Fluoxetine has a terrible personality,” Old Zheng said naturally. “Even as a clone, that guy doesn’t stay still in this space at all—Forpollo originally wanted to go outside the isolation zone to see what was going on with her, but as soon as she got close, she heard clanging and banging sounds and continuous screams coming from inside.”

"Boss, do you want to go and find out what she's up to?"

Old Zheng asked solicitously, but Lin Yu shook his head.

"That's not necessary."

After all, he had absolute control within this space of the [Ancient Notes], so even without going there, he could sense that Bai You hadn't done anything particularly noteworthy.

At the same time, Lin Yu understood that Lao Zheng's purpose in telling him all this was essentially to change the subject—he seemed to have failed to discover the truth about the beer turning to room temperature last time, so he was afraid that such a thing would happen again.

Furthermore, Lin Yu's visit this time wasn't just to chat with the two of them or casually inspect the internal space of the [Ancient Notes], so he simply spoke up.

“I’ve come to see you two on important business,” Lin Yu said, raising his hand to clear the chessboard and beer. “I’m currently inside the ‘Players’ Mutual Aid Association’s meeting place… and not long ago, a murder occurred there.”

Lin Yu spoke in a low voice, and Fu Luo's expression turned serious.

"Homicide case?"

"Yes, there were five dead. The leader was a candidate for the president of a 'Player Mutual Aid Association' codenamed 'Iced Americano'..."

Lin Yu quickly summarized the case and the progress of the investigation, including the clues provided by Zuo Xi, the analysis of the fern, and his own subsequent reasoning. He also briefly told Fu Luo and Lao Zheng about it.

Sure enough, Fu Luo, acting as a 'detective,' immediately got the hang of it, fell into deep thought, and began to summarize the clues given by Lin Yu.

Old Zheng also started to think about it.

“Murder, delayed death, body manipulation,” Fu Luo sighed and looked at Lin Yu. “Old Lin, how much of the scene detail do you remember… Can you take us directly to the scene?”

As he spoke, Lin Yu nodded.

"of course can."

Lin Yu got up and walked to the front door he had come in through. Then, he focused his mind and pushed open the door handle.

The room door opened, but what was revealed behind it was no longer a corridor, but a "crime scene" reconstructed by Lin Yu based on his memory and the information he had extracted.

Within this [Ancient Notes], he could naturally do that—so taking Fu Luo to see the scene didn't necessarily mean letting Fu Luo out.

After all, Fu Luo can't really show his face in public these days.

But Lin Yu can bring the scene in.

Upon entering the room, Fu Luo looked at the location where the body had fallen and the layout of the room, and fell into deep thought.

He walked up to the reconstructed corpse, squatted down, and began to examine the injuries.

"All five people had penetrating head wounds... If this was also a fatal wound inflicted at four in the morning, rather than a deception made when the second 'death' occurred, then it means that the killer has the ability to 'manipulate reality' or 'delay death' rather than 'manipulate corpses'—after all, the fatal wound reappeared close to eight o'clock, and there were no traces of it beforehand. This is not something that 'deception' or 'manipulation of corpses' can do."

"From a rational point of view, that's how I see it."

Fu Luo squatted on the ground and analyzed the situation.

Meanwhile, Old Zheng, one of the masters in the field of corpse manipulation certified by Fern and the original "Freud," also offered insightful opinions.

“I also think it’s a bit wrong to characterize the killer’s ability as manipulating corpses. If even you, the ‘director,’ can’t see any flaws, doesn’t that mean that he manipulated the different personalities these people displayed and their interactions with you without revealing any flaws? I don’t think anyone in the world can do that.”

"This doesn't seem like the ability of that little girl from the Nightless City family, who manipulates these people in a 'corpse' state; nor does it seem like me, who uses corpses to create new 'monsters' to command them... The only one that's somewhat similar is the guy you've been investigating, boss."

Fu Luo nodded solemnly: "Indeed, we all saw the state of the Mountain Team—the Mountain Team's appearance at that time was very similar to this situation."

Lin Yu shook his head after hearing their analysis.

"No, if the mastermind behind this murder were really the mastermind behind it, I would be much more at ease... But unfortunately, I am certain that this matter has nothing to do with the mastermind behind it."

"It doesn't even have much to do with the 'copper furnace'."

As Lin Yu spoke, Fu Luo asked with some curiosity.

"Why would you say that, Lao Lin?"

Lin Yu said, "Because of Shan's condition at the time, I could still tell that he was a corpse and feel the aura of the dead on him... So although this 'Ice Americano' does look like Shan's last time, it is fundamentally a completely different ability—even if it is the same person, he did not use the same method."

"Moreover, if it were that person who made the move... he would have done it more 'skillfully'—both in terms of the timing of the deaths and the impact of these people's deaths, it would have been much more 'refined' than the current situation."