The incandescent lamp in the bathroom of the student dorms flickered, and the tap was running.
Beneath the cover of the sound of water, Raphael’s eyebrows jumped as he blurted out, “Silver Armor, Nicholas, and Serra are all the King of Hearts?”
Wu Jin leaned against the yellowing white porcelain wall tiles and nodded, “They’re all K.”
“As for Lin Qingshan––”
“He might be, or he might not be. But that has no effect on the outcome.”
Wu Jin raised his chin slightly and spoke quickly amidst the sound of running water. “The bloody word ‘15’ appeared on the first night, and the last one to leave the training room was Silver Armor. Regardless of whether K was Silver Armor or Lin Qingshan, this moment was when it started.”
Raphael quickly recalled the scene, “The first player was indeed eliminated after evening training.”
Wu Jin: “He knocked him out, then took him into Silver Armor’s bedroom and made his move.”
Raphael’s expression stilled. He was inevitably thinking about the Silver Armor’s closed room murder––
Wu Jin nodded to him, “Yes, the first one to be eliminated became the life-saving capsule in Silver Armor’s bedroom. Then, K got the ‘face’ from the capsule. Fortunately, he became the first player to learn about the rules.”
“When you eliminate them, you can put on their face and inherit ‘everything’.”
The windows of the training room in the old building faced north and were damp, covered with a thick layer of moisture. Wu Jin finished speaking up to this point, and Raphael frowned hard. He subconsciously reached up to touch his face.
Wang Shu’s camouflage fit perfectly on his skin, and there was a contact surface between the camouflage and his real skin, a delicate and breathable isolation film. He remembered that the AI had applied a layer of liquid on his face before putting on the make-up. After the liquid dried, it wouldn’t be impossible to tear off the entire ‘face’ completely.
If one’s psychological quality wasn’t high enough, they would be shivering from listening to Wu Jin’s talk at this time.
Raphael was quiet for a short moment, then said, “You mean to say that only K himself knows about changing skins.”
Wu Jin made a sound of affirmation and enunciated every word carefully, “All the closed room murders, blood deterrence, and psychological pressure comes from one weapon.”
“––The fact that the information we have at hand is unequal.”
Amidst the sound of running water, Wu Jin continued to speak, “K is very smart. He discovered the rules when he killed the first player, and the rules inspired him to play. So, he went back to the studio and wrote down the first number.”
Raphael: “15.”
Wu Jin smiled broadly with Wang Ping’s face, “Then, K used Silver Armor’s face to provoke &#k2018;himself’ for the sake of the subsequent murder.”
“At night, everyone went back to their own rooms. The King of Hearts had both Silver Armor and Lin Qingshan’s faces on hand. The first knock at the door that night was for the King of Hearts to lead all the players out so that they could watch as &#k2018;Silver Armor’ opened the door, then locked the door again.”
“He wanted the necessary conditions for a locked, closed chamber to be established.”
Raphael narrowed his eyes, “But everyone saw Silver Armor inside the room. Who was knocking––”
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