ushernet Chapter 310
Chapter 310
Chapter 310: Chapter 226 Agni and the Great Detective Chapter 310: Chapter 226 Agni and the Great Detective Aiwass carefully hid his gun, donned clothes identical to those he wore earlier, and stepped out the door, only to see the couple from room 204 arguing again.
Their postures were as odd as before—the woman’s half-foot rested inside the room as she held the doorknob from outside, her body twisting outward.
Having been through this before, Aiwass paid special attention to her center of gravity this time...
and found it was placed on the foot that was leaving the room.
Standing at the doorway can mean two things.
Either someone wants to enter, or they want to leave.
And this woman obviously wanted to leave.
...
Yet when she had seen Aiwass the last time, she had immediately entered the room.
Furthermore, after she went in, not a sound came from her...
and even the “husband” inside didn’t speak a word.
Why was this so?
—Now was the time to find out.
“...If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have ended up like this…”
The woman was mid-sentence when she looked up and saw Aiwass, who had silently approached.
Agni faced her with a slight smile, displaying his habitual expression.
Although he hadn’t seen his reflection, it seemed Agni’s appearance wasn’t as friendly as Aiwass’s.
Despite the identical smile, the woman shuddered with fear.
She abruptly stopped talking and deftly withdrew her right foot, which was about to step forward, planning to return to her room.
In her eyes, there was genuine fear and wariness.
But at that moment, Agni stepped forward and used his foot to stop the door from closing.
The fear on the woman’s face deepened, and she instinctively tried to close the door harder but didn’t dare to hurt Agni.
“Do you know me?”
Agni began, the smile unwavering in his eyes.
Before she could answer, Agni extended his calloused, large palm: “Let me introduce myself.
My name is Agni, a teacher.
I live right next to you.”
“Oh, I’m Jane...”
The woman timidly replied, lightly holding Agni’s fingertips then quickly let go as if electrocuted: “I am a...
um, a small businesswoman, sort of.”
“Oh?”
Agni maintained his smile, politely inquired: “That’s great, do you happen to have any medicine for colds and fevers?
My daughter is sick, and we need some medicine.”
The woman turned and looked back at the man in the room, seeking his opinion.
He was a gaunt man who had been pacing the room.
Upon seeing Agni enter, rather than rebuking Agni for coming in uninvited or greeting him, he stood rooted to the spot, immobile as if frozen.
Compared to the seemingly younger, plain-looking woman, he looked at least a decade older.
Well over forty.
The man’s face was flushed red, and he was as ugly as a monkey—not out of embarrassment or anger, but it resembled symptoms of inflammation or an allergy.
If not for the absence of the smell of alcohol, one might suspect he had been drinking.
“Cold medicine...
we should have some, let me check...”
He said, rummaging through a backpack in the corner of the room.
He looked hesitantly from side to side before producing a bottle of pink alchemical potion.
“This...
might work.”
The man, gaunt as a monkey, approached, looking at Agni with some apprehension.
He seemed nervous, but his speech was smooth.
The man skilfully introduced: “This is a ‘Hibernation’ potion; drink it, then sleep off the illness, and wake up feeling refreshed and rejuvenated!”
“Bring that one, too.”
At that moment, Jane spoke up on her own initiative.
She reminded him: “The ‘other’ one.”
“Oh, I completely forgot!”
The man slapped his forehead, feigning a realization: “You must want this!”
As he spoke, the man pulled another small box from the backpack.
—It was a little metal round box, the size of a bottle of essential balm.
As Agni’s gaze locked onto the familiar object, he became intensely focused.
“You must be acquainted with this, Dream Intoxicant.
“I came down right after I resurrected, I think it may be due to different flow speeds.”
Agni said gravely.
Out came the lie.
Yet the journalist simply nodded, as if agreeing with something.
He turned and addressed the old man, “Can you believe me now?
I am the Detective, and that burly fellow is the Fox.”
The old man dressed as an Inspector just shook his head, saying seriously, “To be precise, for now, we can only be sure that at least one of you two is not Merlin.”
“You’re Pure White, right?”
Agni suddenly spoke, with a very confident tone.
The old man slowly turned his head, looking at Agni with some surprise, “I have only spoken one sentence...
how could you tell?”
“I guessed.”
Agni said with a smirk.
His smile, however, appeared somewhat sinister, “There’s only seven of us.
Exclude me, exclude the Detective, exclude Lulu, exclude Jacaranda.
You’re clearly not Topaz.
That leaves only Pure White and Living Silver.
“A choice between two.
No matter how you responded, I would use your reaction to confirm your identity.”
How he guessed wasn’t important.
What mattered was the other person’s reaction.
“Quite the ‘Fox’.”
The old Inspector admired, but did not let go of the hand resting on the hilt of his short sword, “But I still can’t rule out the possibility that one of you is Merlin.”
“Oh, there’s no need for that.
He is the Detective,” Aiwass said cheerily, looking towards the journalist, “Right?”
“Did you confirm each other’s identities in some way?”
“Sort of.”
Aiwass’s smile faded slightly, becoming more of a smirk, “His response to me was undoubtedly the ‘Detective’s’ response to the ‘Fox’.
“With that, there are two of us on your side, two on ours.
Four identities are now locked in, with three remaining.”
“—Lulu, Living Silver, Topaz.”
The journalist added, “Among the remaining roles, there’s your ‘daughter’, the husband from that couple, and the dancer.”
“Why can’t it be the doorman?”
the Inspector disguised as Pure White countered, “It’s possible the Fox’s daughter is the redundant one, which would leave the man, the dancer, and the receptionist.”
“Just to be clear,” Aiwass said, without so much as glancing at the journalist and focusing on the old Inspector, “my mission compels me to protect my ‘daughter.’ So I won’t let you lay a hand on her.”
“Unless there’s conclusive evidence she is Merlin, I would never harm a little girl.
Not even in a dream.”
Pure White replied without hesitation.
Hearing this, Aiwass smiled faintly, “That’s good to hear.
After all the promotion rituals we’ve gone through, we finally have a team of normal people.”
He said, turning to the journalist, “Don’t you think so, Detective?”
“Indeed, it’s quite rare to find normal teammates,”
The journalist nodded in agreement, “They only think about how to betray you, with no sense of morality.”
“I wonder how Lulu is doing...”
Aiwass sighed, “I’m actually a bit worried about her.
She’s either on the lower levels or the higher ones...
If it’s the lower levels, she might accidentally die through.
If it’s the higher ones, she might get quite a shock.”
“Don’t worry too much,” the journalist sincerely consoled Aiwass, “You have to let her grow strong on her own, right?
She can’t depend on you forever.
It’s better to grow up in a dream than in reality, and most people don’t even have this opportunity.
Instead of worrying pointlessly, let’s go check on those remaining few.
“Now that the three of us are together, we can at least be sure that two among them are not Merlin.
With multiple witnesses present, searching for evidence now makes sense.”
“...Indeed.”
Aiwass showed a smile, nodding at the journalist with a meaningful glance, “Let’s follow your lead for now...
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