There's definitely something wrong with this murder mystery game

The adjutant's gaze flickered slightly.

In fact, he had just tried to bluff the man, but seeing the other's reaction, he could now be fairly certain—the Capital Commandant had defected!

The Azure Mist Army outside the city was indeed related to the Capital Commandant. District 10 and the Capital Commandant must have reached an agreement, and this Mist Soldier had come to carry out the handover.

With this in mind, the adjutant took advantage of the man's unpreparedness and knocked him unconscious with a direct palm strike.

Then, he lifted the man and turned to leave.

...

Shortly after he left, a wisp of mist spread out, and a figure appeared in the darkness.

The woman frowned as she surveyed her surroundings, pausing at the corner of the wall where a brief skirmish had taken place, then climbed into the room to search.

"Strange, it was right here."

The woman, finding nothing, was somewhat puzzled and almost doubted whether she had mistaken the dissipating mist for the vapor from raindrops.

The sudden appearance of two bombs in the backyard provided the chance for action for two people who were warily hiding in the bushes. The woman, following the retreating figure of the Mist Soldier, dashed out after him.

But after tracking him here, she could not find the man at all!

As she dwelt on her frustration, messy footstep sounds came from nearby. The woman leaped onto the rooftop and chose a direction to leave.

If she couldn't find that Mist Soldier, then she might as well head out of the city to regroup with the main forces.

She hoped the exit would go smoothly.

...

At a high vantage point, the sniper's scope occasionally captured a figure.

"There's someone to the northwest."

"I see them. That movement technique should be the Green Mist's, but it appears to be unpracticed."

"Should we take them down?"

"No, let's ignore other identities for now and focus on resolving the issue in District 13."

"Copy that."

The scope followed the figure for a while before shifting away, refocusing on the Five-star Hotel.

The darkness around the hotel did not last long; soon, searchlights illuminated the hotel's surroundings, and the nearby residential buildings also turned on their lights.

Although the light was faint, it at least provided effective illumination.

The figure in the sniper's position couldn't help but smile; having light was good, as it provided effective cover for their movements.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have been detected after just two shots.

The Five-star Hotel and its vicinity were now in an awkward situation: the pitch-black rainy night had facilitated others' movements, yet the light also made it convenient for some.

The adjutant avoided the lights and carried the man into a bungalow.

To avoid raising suspicion, the person in charge had just turned on the electric light here. The dim yellow illumination barely lit the room, leaving other areas somewhat gloomy.

"How's the investigation at the General's Mansion?"

The adjutant dropped the unconscious Mist Soldier to the ground and, while searching for a rope, asked.

The person in charge handed him a rope and said, "A message just came in—there's been no movement at the General's Mansion, and no changes have been seen in their defenses or deployments. However, the Parliament has started to become restless."

After binding the man with the rope, the adjutant frowned. "This isn't right. The Capital Commandant's actions this time have been significant; how could they not be suspicious over there?"

The person in charge didn't have an answer at the moment.

Looking at the military uniform on the Mist Soldier and surveying his lowered face, he suddenly said, "So, District 10 has really formed an alliance with the Capital Commandant?"

The adjutant nodded, "It seems so. Previously, the Special Envoy from District 10 had a private conversation with the Capital Commandant. Add to that the sighting of the Azure Mist Army two hundred miles northwest of the city, and it isn't hard to guess—the Capital Commandant might be planning to use the power of the Azure Mist Army to seize the position of the General!"

The person in charge listened and spoke thoughtfully, "However, we have already obtained the military force deployment map, yet the General's Mansion has not reacted at all. Could this be a trap?"

"A trap?" The adjutant voiced his confusion.

"Yes. Indeed, if the Capital Commandant succeeds, the General's Mansion will likely face enemies from all sides!" the person in charge said, worried, "Even though he is unaware now, the disappearance of the military maps should prompt the General's Mansion to at least make some response, right?"

As they talked, the two men who had been pretending suddenly paused.

Because they seemed to unwittingly stumble upon the truth!

The Capital Commandant's actions had all been covert, so it made sense that the General was unaware and had not responded.

But now—

After the theft of the military deployment maps, regardless of how one thought about it, the military district shouldn't be this quiet!

Unless they had other arrangements!

The adjutant's expression became truly serious, "Wait, let's change our perspective. Since this matter involves District 10, we shouldn't just focus on the military deployment. "

The person in charge was taken aback, "What do you mean?"

"If it weren't for the theft of the map, the special envoy from District 10 would have still sought cooperation with the Capital Commandant, which means that the Green Mist legion would definitely march into District 13."

The adjutant paced back and forth, slowly saying, "In the end, this matter might have two outcomes. One, someone else will take up residence in the General's Mansion. Two, the Green Mist legion will be ambushed and attacked."

As his words fell, before the person in charge could respond, the Mist Soldier tied to the chair could not help but burst out first.

He suddenly opened his eyes, glaring intently at the two men in front of him, "What do you mean?!"

The adjutant, hearing the sound, immediately dropped his smiling façade and leaned in, saying cheerfully, "Oh, you've finally decided to open your eyes, huh?"

The Mist Soldier gritted his teeth, "You knew I was awake, purposely saying those things to confuse my thoughts!"

"No, no, no." The adjutant shook his finger, "Actually, at first that was indeed my plan, but as I spoke, I suddenly felt that it might just be true!"

"Do you have any evidence?"

"Tsk, it seems like I don't."

The adjutant thought about it, unable to come up with any evidence; after all, this was all speculation based on the current situation.

Upon hearing this, the Mist Soldier sneered with disdain.

"But..."

The adjutant changed his tone, smiling slyly, "Right now your Green Mist legion is indeed hiding about two hundred miles outside the city, just waiting to see the signal and then launch a major attack, aren't you?"

The Mist Soldier's face froze.

No matter what, this one fact was true.

"How about it, I have a proposal for cooperation, would you consider it?" the adjutant said, toying with the finger knife in his hand.

"No matter what, without receiving word from the Special Envoy, I won't reveal anything!" the Mist Soldier said defiantly, clenching his teeth.

The adjutant felt a headache brewing; prying open these soldiers' mouths was indeed not easy, so he glanced at the person in charge beside him.

The person in charge hesitated for a moment before pulling out the torture tools.

...

...

The backyard of the Five-star Hotel.

The smell of gunpowder and blood wafted through the yard as the male waiter sulked, hunched in the shrubbery.

He had just made a tentative probe of the lady, naturally taking an interest in someone accustomed to drinking wine and eating steak.

However, to his disappointment, she wasn't there for an exchange, and, after the explosion, she left without hesitation.

So, the male waiter wavered between fleeing and waiting.

Flee, and the mission's completion would be indefinitely delayed; wait, and he might be caught red-handed by the Capital Commandant returning to the backyard.

That man was terribly frightening.

As he hesitated, suddenly, a chilling, gloomy breath crept up from behind!

The male waiter shivered with fright.

He turned his head sharply, only to lock eyes with a ghastly, lifeless face, startling him to the brink of a scream!

"A ghost——"

He had just uttered a sound when his mouth was covered by the girl.

...

After checking out the commotion in the hotel front lobby, Xu Shuo headed to the second floor to look for someone. Not finding anyone, he reluctantly went to room 311, and still finding no one, he finally decided the person must have already gone to the backyard.

He didn't expect the lad to be quite proactive, if a bit too timid.

Xu Shuo handed over something wrapped in a casually obtained cloth, whispering, "Take this out, to the person inside the house at 101 New Orchid Road, East Street. If someone in black catches you on the way, just say that's where you're headed."

The male waiter's eyes widened in astonishment, his brain frozen.

"Who... who are you?"

"..." Xu Shuo looked at him expressionlessly for a while, then started searching his clothing, while saying, "The message you copied down in the restroom of room 311 is no longer needed, just destroy it. Where is the item?"

"..."

"..."

The silence lasted for quite a while until Xu Shuo ominously flashed the fruit knife he had taken, finally snapping the stunned male waiter out of his daze.

He scrutinized the girl in surprise, "Brother, your cross-dressing skills aren't half bad!"

Xu Shuo: "..."