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Chapter 127: Fred's Heavyweight Detective Maneuver
Chapter 127: Fred's Heavyweight Detective Maneuver
On the edge of a perilous cliff, even the slightest misstep felt like walking among the clouds.
Fred's strides challenged the boundaries of death as he stood at the precipice.
Looking down, the rugged rock face resembled a giant's body, scarred with sparse vegetation. Through the mist, the valley floor was barely visible, occupied by a raging torrent.
A fall would undoubtedly result in a gruesome end.
Even with a death-defying spell, one would quickly succumb to severe injuries and immobility.
And so it was.
The detective gazed at the cliff, seemingly observing something in silence, as if unsure of his next move.
Anyone standing behind him knew that there was nothing to observe on this precipice!
Everything about it screamed the cruel fate that awaited those who dared to challenge.
Earlier, in the library, the detective had privately collected each challenger's written profession, right under everyone's watchful eyes.
Yet, it seemed he still lacked the information needed to make a deduction.
The betrayers were flawless in their deception.
If no further progress was made, they would have to wait until tonight when the betrayers made their first move to fulfill their mission. Only then would there be a chance to grasp a crucial clue and advance the investigation.
In this passive situation, if the detective were to be killed on the first night, all would be lost.
And even if he survived, the likelihood of someone perishing tonight remained high.
Fear permeated everyone's hearts, and they finally abandoned any shred of optimism, convinced that this shadow world would be an unbearable five days and nights of torment.
Two minutes passed in silence.
The challengers watched Mr. Detective, wondering why he remained standing before the mountain cliff.
Could this detective truly be a bumbling fool, devoid of ideas?
"Mr. Detective, what should we do now...?"
Finally, the young master of the Camberlan Kingdom's Chamber of Commerce couldn't help but ask.
In truth, ever since Fred had rushed through the castle earlier, solely focused on efficiency and quickly bypassing spots that could potentially hold clues, many had begun to feel anxious and doubtful.
Hearing the question, Fred turned his gaze back to the cliff for a moment, as if confirming something.
Then, he turned to face everyone and asked:
"Alright, earlier each of you told me your professions, right? Is there anyone who wants to change their answer?"
Fred's words tightened the knot in everyone's hearts.
The professions, indicative of one's identity, were only meant for the non-betrayers and provided them with a slight advantage in terms of information against the betrayers.
Among the eleven professions conveyed to the detective in the library, there had to be two liars because the betrayers did not possess identities or abilities granted by the shadow world.
They couldn't fathom what Fred was trying to accomplish.
While it was true that identities were an important factor in deductions, the problem was that identities could be both a boon and a bane, introducing too many variables. The mechanics of the shadow world made it impossible for Fred to deduce any discrepancies in the identities through conversation on the first day!
Yet, his demeanor suggested that he was about to unveil the answer.
As everyone quickly nodded, confirming the accuracy of the identities they had disclosed to Fred, he took off his coat, tied it around his waist, and slung his bag over his shoulders.
"The vampire clan strictly controls humans to prevent them from forming underground churches and inciting rebellion," Fred explained. "I recall the lawyer mentioning that everyone had to register their identities when entering the city-state. This means that before this shadow world began, everyone's identities and professions should have been registered within the city."
Fred scoffed coldly, "I'll climb down this mountain, then scale the opposite cliff. Once I reach the city-state, I'll verify if your professions match your identities, and I'll know which two of you are lying."
The strongest detectives often used the simplest investigative methods.
The aura of power and his robust physique exuded by him suggested that he was not joking.
The detective intended to use his extraordinary strength, endurance, and rock-climbing skills to venture to the city-state and find the answers himself!
"???"
This was Huberian's reaction.
"???"
So were the expressions of the other challengers at the cliff's edge.
"???"
This was the reaction of the students watching the live feed on the outdoor giant screen at the Gerah Memorial Square.
"Amazing, Fred!"
"Is the 'Strength Detective' the real deal?"
The students observing the events from the real world cheered in excitement.
They finally understood why both Lanchi and Fred had unique ways of thinking, but it was Fred whom the Shadow World deemed to have the highest chance of uncovering the traitors!
With Fred's approach, the odds of identifying the traitors were nearly 100%, and all it took was a fixed travel time up and down the mountain!
On the screen, the steep cliff came into view.
Strong winds blew from the depths of the valley, fluttering Fred's clothes as if urging him to soar.
"Wait for me for two days, and I'll bring back the answers," Fred declared with utmost certainty as he turned to face Lanchi and Huberian before descending the cliff.
"Alright, go ahead. We'll hold down the fort," Lanchi assured.
Their gazes met, and their lips curled slightly in a subtle smile.
Their eyes, like two serene lakes, reflected each other's unwavering trust.
Without hesitation, Fred began his descent, swiftly climbing down the cliff and disappearing amidst the rocks, thorns, wind, and mist.
"..."
The challengers watched Fred's extraordinary detective maneuver, feeling a lump in their throats.
They wanted to say something but didn't know how to put it into words.
"As expected of Detective Mr. Fred! He's truly remarkable!" the young master of the Camberlan Kingdom's Chamber of Commerce exclaimed, unable to contain his admiration.
It was as if, for a moment, they had forgotten about the crisis, feeling a surge of excitement at the prospect of having found their savior.
The other challengers also seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
Although this detective was unconventional.
The terrifying and bloody killing game had just taken a turn!
From this moment on, it was no longer the challengers who needed to be on edge.
Instead, it was the traitors who would be sweating bullets.
In two days, the renowned detective would return to the castle with the answers.
Moreover, the traitors couldn't even dream of killing the detective now that he had literally disappeared from the map.
Among the remaining eleven individuals.
There was no longer any room for suspicion.
The atmosphere instantly turned harmonious.
Anyone who tried to escape, harbored murderous intentions, or acted suspiciously at night would be the traitor.
The two-day death countdown had begun, ticking away above the traitors' heads!
They had to endure the mental pressure and choose the most aggressive and risky methods to complete their rebel mission objectives before the detective returned, or all would be lost!
Furthermore.
Outside the Shadow World, in the Gerah Memorial Square of the Ikelite Academy.
All the students watching knew.
At this moment, the traitors might not have realized it yet.
But the truly terrifying part was—
They would have to spend two harmonious days and nights under the same roof with Principal Lan in this mansion!
One more chapter coming today!
(End of Chapter)
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