Death Game: Starting as a Trickster, Pretending to Be a God

Under Lin Yu’s nearly interrogative barrage of questions, Kitty was clearly a bit embarrassed, perhaps even flustered.

Her statements also clearly contained inconsistencies, but it was precisely because of these inconsistencies that Lin Yu became even more certain she was human.

Admittedly, Kitty was hiding many details about her life...

Like the ticket to that art exhibition, for instance.

But if she hadn’t hidden it, that would have been the abnormal thing.

From Kitty’s speech, attire, and demeanor, it wasn’t hard to tell that she was the type who loved vanity and flaunting her supposed ”high-class” status.

So...

An art exhibition ticket costing 169 yuan was a price so ”shameful” to her that she could hardly bring herself to mention it.

For Kitty, that was simply unacceptable.

She definitely didn’t want anyone knowing that the seemingly sophisticated art exhibition she’d attended actually had tickets priced at under two hundred yuan.

So...

Kitty’s reaction at this moment was entirely within Lin Yu’s expectations.

Sometimes, concealment actually makes a person seem more genuine.

Just as Lin Yu also understood why Fern’s statements appeared suspicious.

After all, Fern wasn’t the only one with the right to use that body!

In other words...

Although Fern’s statements were suspicious, once you considered that she was actually three people sharing one body, you’d realize there was actually nothing wrong with what Fern said at all.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to stay in one place enjoying board games... it was just that those were Fern’s own hobbies, not Algae’s or Moss’s.

So she had to consider the other two personalities sharing her body.

It was just that... Fern would certainly try her best to hide this.

Of course, although Fu Luo still harbored doubts about Fern because he didn’t know this information, Kitty had certainly passed his scrutiny.

And after Kitty, it was naturally King Vulture’s turn.

King Vulture’s statement was relatively ordinary by comparison.

”As you can see, my Class is ’Veterinarian’... though my actual job isn’t being a veterinarian, but rather running a pet store that specializes in reptiles.”

”Personally, compared to furry little cute animals, I prefer these cold-blooded creatures.”

”My hobbies and my work are basically the same, which means my life doesn’t have much worth mentioning beyond reptiles. If you consider the level of variety shows and anime I watch while eating as hobbies... then I suppose it’s not like I have nothing else, it’s just that I really don’t know how to describe those trivial bits to you all.”

Fu Luo stroked his chin: ”So then, what have you been watching lately to accompany your meals?”

”A British drama... ’Why Women Kill’,” King Vulture said, stroking the white snake around her neck as she revealed a Latin tattoo running from her wrist down her forearm, ”It was recommended to me by a... friend of mine.”

Fern looked at King Vulture, and after some deliberation, said, ”Ooh, I feel like Miss King Vulture’s life definitely isn’t as uneventful as you make it sound. You’re hiding something pretty important.”

King Vulture’s tone turned displeased: ”Am I? Are you trying to bluff me?”

”Just assume I am.”

Fern said no more, merely shrugging her shoulders.

But Lin Yu knew... Fern’s words weren’t without basis.

King Vulture had indeed hidden a very important part of her life, but it was a part that Fern couldn’t expose, and neither could he as ”Old Yao” without revealing himself.

Because the Latin tattoo on King Vulture’s forearm was a Latin version of a quote by Oscar Wilde, meaning ”the love that dare not speak its name.”

A woman running a pet store who liked reptiles... Lin Yu wasn’t one to judge based on ”stereotypes,” but combined with the tattoo and her somewhat unnatural demeanor when mentioning that ”friend”...

It wasn’t so much a ”friend” as it was someone she loved but had never confessed to, and perhaps never could.

”Tsk, so everyone really does have their secrets,” Lin Yu remarked, then began his own self-introduction. ”Everyone, I’m Old Yao... since I come from ’Jiang’an Hall’, you all probably already know that I’m from Jiangcheng.”

”My Class is ’Thief’, so I used to be a thief... though I didn’t actually enjoy stealing, it was just that life forced me into it.”

”As for hobbies... hmm... I actually quite enjoy people-watching.”

As Lin Yu spoke, Fu Luo looked somewhat surprised: ”People-watching?”

”That’s right, people-watching, just sizing up passersby on the street and guessing their occupations, guessing where they’re headed. If two people or a group are walking together, I guess what their relationship is,” Lin Yu said, his tone carrying a hint of embarrassment, yet also sincerity and absorption. ”Although it did start as an occupational habit... later on, after I turned over a new leaf and no longer needed to make a living through illegal means, I discovered that even without scouting for targets, simply watching people was still pretty interesting.”

As Lin Yu spoke, everyone exchanged glances.

Clearly, this ”Old Yao’s” hobby could no longer be called a mere hobby. In a sense, it had reached the level of what could be called a ”peculiar obsession.”

Quite similar to that military otaku, actually.

”Bro, your hobby is a bit too weird,” the military otaku muttered. ”How are we supposed to question you about that?”

”Then just skip me for now,” Lin Yu said. ”The two from the ’Marauders’ and the ’Psychological Society’ over there... why don’t you two go first.”

And the moment Lin Yu said this, Chlorpromazine immediately began his introduction.

”Everyone, my usual hobby is playing games... mainly mobile games...”

But before Chlorpromazine could finish, his words were interrupted by Nineteen.

”You really did skip past him, huh. That guy’s statement is the most suspicious out of everyone so far.”

Nineteen looked at Lin Yu with a cold tone: ”Even if your hobby really is people-watching on the streets... what you said is far too vague.”

”There are no ’concrete’ details whatsoever... Do you prefer hanging out at mall entrances or subway stations? Have you ever run into trouble because of your appearance while people-watching?”

”And besides... although everyone who’s spoken has hidden things to one degree or another, they’re all hiding facts that are ’disadvantageous’ to themselves.”

”But what you’re hiding... are all just ’details’, which fits perfectly with Furbollo’s earlier conclusion and my own speculation.”

”That ’monster’ mixed in among us doesn’t truly understand the world we live in.”

”And right now... you fit that description perfectly.”

Hearing Nineteen’s challenge, Lin Yu’s face showed the flustered panic befitting Old Yao’s persona.

”How did suspicion fall on me?!”

”I do know details too... I already told you, I’ve read ’Tiger Team’!”

”Doesn’t that count as a detail?”