Chapter 181 [Reminder: Mission 2 progress +20%, currently at 20%]
Pei Hening rubbed his coat with his hand, but it wouldn't come off!
She glanced at Sang Jincheng. Did this man really think she was a fool?
If you don't want her to know the photos exist, there's absolutely no need to bring them in front of her.
Sang Jincheng's only mistake was the ink that hadn't dried on the photograph...
Pei Hening guessed Sang Jincheng's purpose: to use clues to gain her trust and make it easier for her to complete her mission.
Yes, it was a mission. She couldn't think of any other reason why Sang Jincheng would do this except to complete the mission.
Chu Xuange glanced at the video doorbell, confirmed who was there and what was happening outside, and then opened the door.
Sang Jincheng's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly cried out for help: "Field, save me! Tribes has gone mad! She wants to kill me because of a photograph!"
Chu Xuange fell silent. He asked, "...Who are you?"
Sang Jincheng: "???"
"I am your customer. I just ordered three dresses from your studio a week ago."
Chu Xuange nodded, his tone indifferent: "I see."
Sang Jincheng thought he was saved and was just beginning to feel relieved.
As a result, Field took out his pistol, cocked it, pointed the muzzle at her forehead, and asked, "Trebs, what should we do with this person?"
Pei Hening walked past them into the suite: "Come in first."
She went to wash her hands, and when she came out, Sang Jincheng had already been gagged, tied up, and thrown onto a chair by Chu Xuange.
Chu Xuange, sitting in a leather chair, casually wiped his pistol with a piece of cotton cloth. Hearing the noise, he looked up and asked in a gentle tone, "Cui Bisi, what's up with this guy?"
Pei Hening walked over and sat on the single sofa covered with pale yellow silk opposite Chu Xuange. She propped her chin up with one hand and looked at Sang Jincheng: "She lied to me."
Upon hearing this, Chu Xuange nodded: "That would be terrible."
Pei Hening placed the photo on the table and pushed it over: "This is a photo she found in Prince Peter's room, and she even deliberately blacked out the faces in the photo."
Chu Xuange put down what he was holding, grabbed a wet wipe, and rubbed it on the photo: "It can't be wiped off."
"The people in the photo are all wearing the same clothes and have similar builds, making it difficult to guess their identities."
Most wealthy people take care of their physique.
The money, time, and effort required to maintain one's figure is itself a form of implicit proof of strength.
The logic behind fitness is essentially the same as the logic behind wealth accumulation: restraining present desires in exchange for greater future returns.
Once this ability to delay gratification is developed, it will permeate both wealth management and body management.
Therefore, it is difficult to distinguish their identities based on their physical appearance alone.
Sang Jincheng stopped struggling, realizing that she had given herself away!
No wonder! No wonder Tribes suddenly changed her expression!
Pei Hening walked up to Sang Jincheng, pulled the towel out of her mouth, threw it on the table, leaned down to meet her terrified eyes, and smiled, "Ms. Sang Jincheng, can you tell me who the people in this photo are?"
Sang Jincheng turned his face away, his tone icy: "I don't know."
Pei Hening: "I know even if you don't say it~"
"Royal family members Cromwell, Prince Peter, philanthropist Adams, botanist Jefferson, Hope Biopharmaceuticals..."
Sang Jincheng exclaimed in surprise, "How did you know?"
"I didn't know at first, but I do now."
You tricked me!
Pei Hening looked completely innocent: "No!"
As she spoke, she picked up the towel from the table and used it to cover Sang Jincheng's mouth again.
"Field, come with me."
bedroom.
As soon as Chu Xuange regained his footing, Pei Hening reached out and touched his face.
He leaned down slightly to make it easier for her to move, and asked with a puzzled look, "What's wrong?"
Pei Hening lowered his hand and took out the room key for room 26-02 from his pocket: "I'm on the 25th floor. I killed someone."
Chu Xuange listened quietly.
"He's wearing a highly realistic human skin-like mask, and it's your face."
Chu Xuange frowned, looked Pei Hening up and down to make sure she wasn't injured, and then said, "You weren't fooled, were you?"
Pei Hening shook her head: "No, but I was disgusted."
She pulled out a chair and sat down, saying, "How do you know Prince Peter isn't dead?"
"I saw him at the Happy Circus performance."
Seeing her confusion, Chu Xuange said, "I happened to see him passing by the entrance of the banquet hall, or to be precise, he was running for his life."
Pei Hening: "???"
Are you sure Prince Peter is fleeing for his life?
Chu Xuange nodded: "That state can't be faked, although I don't know why he didn't go into the banquet hall to ask us for help."
He's gotten used to running for his life in both the previous and current timelines, so he wouldn't be mistaken.
Pei Hening crossed her legs and leaned back in her chair. She looked at Chu Xuange and asked, "Didn't you say you encountered some loser being chased on the basement level? Who was that?"
Chu Xuange: "It's Ben, that explorer. He's also looking for something, but it seems he hasn't found it yet."
Pei Hening considered Sang Jincheng's reaction and said, "The Happy Circus performed in Port Nerna ten years ago, and invited ten celebrities. Among them were Cromwell, philanthropist Adams, biopharmaceutical expert Wan Xiya, and botanist Jefferson. The faces that Sang Jincheng has blacked out include these four people. So can I speculate that the people in this photo are the celebrities who were invited ten years ago?"
"Among the currently unknown individuals, there is one man and four women—no, the identities of three women are unknown."
Pei Hening silently included Sang Jincheng in this group of people, otherwise it would be inexplicable why she would paint over the photo, even if it was arranged by the system.
Chu Xuange raised an eyebrow: "You've included Sang Jincheng in your plans?"
"yes."
Have you made any progress on your end?
Pei Hening was referring to what Lu En wanted.
No, what about you?
Pei Hening was also clueless. She had a feeling that the more people the murderer killed, the lower her score in the game would be.
"There's a possibility of group crime. Do you think the killer might be wearing a human-skin mask and blending in with us? Could the one I just killed be one of the killers?"
She had barely finished speaking when she heard the system notification.
[Reminder: Finding and eliminating the killer will increase progress by 20%, currently at 20%]
"***murderer***."
She tried to send a message, but found it was blocked by the system.
Chu Xuange asked, "Cui Bisi, I didn't hear you clearly. Say it again, what murderer what?"
Pei Hening said it again, but it was still blocked.
Chu Xuange understood her situation; she had probably obtained some crucial information through the system, which had been blocked by the system.
Pei Hening didn't dwell on it. She took out a torn page of the diary and handed it over: "This is a torn page of the diary found in Cromwell's room. The handwriting has been compared, and it was written by Cromwell himself. It's about an explosion ten years ago, which was caused by a fire at the fireworks manufacturing company's factory on Ankan Street. I've checked the city's major events."
Chu Xuange walked to a window, drew back the curtains, and pointed to the dimly lit street across the way: "This is Ankan Street. You can see the whole street from this floor-to-ceiling window."