Chapter 182

There was silence in this small space for a while and the atmosphere became very subtle.

No one raised any objections, was surprised, or wondered what I was talking about. Everyone was silent after they heard me speak.

It showed that they understood, but I couldn’t figure out what they were thinking. Did they think I didn’t believe that Uncle Two was running things behind the scenes, so I came up with a flimsy excuse for him? Or did they have the same idea as me, but couldn’t discuss it directly in such a crowded environment for fear of destroying Uncle Two’s plan?

This silence made my heart beat very fast, but it wasn’t out of nervousness. It was an indescribable excitement. This was the subtlety of Uncle Two’s game. The key point of the game was that a possibility existed without any theoretical support, but our intuition still started to lean towards it anyways.

Everyone had their own ulterior motives for being here, but Bai Haotian was the only one who looked a little panicked and awkward. She suddenly went from being an outsider to someone who was squeezed into a small space with so many legendary characters. Shortly before that, she lost her job, fought a battle, got kidnapped, and was then thrown off of a cliff that was highly toxic. She was definitely in the same state of mind I was in so very long ago: life was like a roller coaster that had done more than twenty loops. People were bound to throw up no matter how calm they were.

The “Scarsong” accompaniment (1) seemed to be ringing in my ears, and everyone’s eyes looked erratic as the music played.

At this time, Uncle Two was very close to how the old Mystic Nine was back in the old days. Indeed, exploiting human nature to such an extent was utterly indescribable.

I asked myself several times—even I didn’t even believe myself—if I was making up excuses for Uncle Two, but I finally came to a conclusion. I also knew that no one else could come to this conclusion, either. I believed that Uncle Two was protecting us, because I knew him better and I also knew that this terrible situation wasn’t in line with his minimalist style.

And such a strange game couldn’t only rely on guesses. When Uncle Two wanted to kill us, he would secretly give us a clue that had insights into his real thoughts. This clue would be very well hidden, so it wouldn’t be any kind of secret code. But it would have to be something that many people who knew him well would know that he would never do.

For example, in my eyes, this very complicated game was effective but lacked Uncle Two’s typical style. He could obviously kill us more easily, but he didn’t. It was like insisting on driving in a zigzag when you were on a straight track. People who didn’t know Uncle Two wouldn’t be able to find it.

In that case, I needed to look back over everything that had happened before. What was his purpose in sending me to Warehouse Eleven? What was Bai Haotian’s purpose? Uncle Two kept stopping me from coming, but I ended up coming anyways. And his resistance changed my team’s composition.

I looked at Bai Haotian. Was this girl a key? I then looked at Liu Sang again. In fact, from a variety of logical standpoints, was it inevitable that all of these people would appear at the bottom of this valley? We couldn’t enter the calling spring, and finally entered the valley from here. Moreover, Black Glasses and Poker-Face just so happened to be at the bottom of the valley. Was it also inevitable?

Based on this theory, some things had become clearer and Xiao Hua should be in the safest position. He had probably discovered Uncle Two’s clues and sorted them out earlier than me. He was a player who was aware of the situation, so I needed to study his actions very carefully. That way, I might be able to deduce a lot of possibilities.

Fatty was in a very dangerous situation right now, because he had deviated from Uncle Two’s plan. Black Glasses and Poker-Face were here, probably to save us. This meant that the second path was the one Uncle Two wanted us to take, but Fatty had taken the first path, so it would be very dangerous.

All of us here should be on the right track. Jiang Zi Suan’s appearance must’ve been a bug in the whole process. It was something Uncle Two didn’t expect, but if I were in his shoes, I would also try to get rid of Jiang Zi Suan and see how things were going.

I looked at Bai Haotian again. My instincts were telling me that my role was to bring her here.

I still didn’t see anyone talking, so I asked Black Glasses, “By the way, how did you know that we would come down from the cliff?”

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TN Notes:

(1) I think it’s this one. It’s apparently adapted from the theme song to the 1978 movie “Halloween”