Deceitful Game

Chapter 238 Should I also become a deceiver?

Upon hearing this, Mingpo did not react at all.

The "fake person in charge" next to him was visibly trembling.

"Don't be afraid," Mingpo said, turning her head slightly, somewhat displeased. "Do you think I would just kill you like that?"

...That's hard to say.

He smiled bitterly, yet dared not run away.

"Is it too late for me to go deaf by poking my ears?"

He looked longingly at Mingpo.

Mingpo gave him a kind smile: "Don't be hasty. Maybe she's just talking nonsense."

"No, no...!"

Lin Ya's memory became increasingly clear: "I'm absolutely not making this up!"

She looked at Mingpo, her eyes gradually brightening: "I have indeed seen you before... We were among the same group of people who entered the Deceitful Game!"

"That game was called... Death of the Minority. There were twelve innocent people who died inside, and you were initially outside; I was the one who pulled you in! We all survived that game... Only three people survived: us and a man wearing a fox mask!"

The more Lin Ya spoke, the more fluent she became.

...A fox mask?

Mingpo was taken aback when she heard this.

He thought of Ai Shiping.

That guy really likes foxes. He even wanted to buy a live white pet fox, but then thought it was too expensive and didn't.

However, he later bought a bionic pet... a fake fox just like the black cat Mingpo had, and put it in his home.

Could it be...?

"...S-Sir...!"

The fake person in charge seemed to realize something as well.

He trembled as he tried to kneel down.

Before he could even kneel down, Mingpo raised his hand and fired a shot, instantly blowing his head off.

As she watched the corpse convulse and fall, with a few drops of blood on the muzzle of the gun, Lin Ya's gaze instantly cleared.

She was already kneeling on the ground, and now she couldn't even get up to escape.

Mingpo shoved the gun into Lin Ya's mouth, who was standing there stunned, almost shoving it into her throat.

The cold metallic smell mixed with the stench of blood made her vividly imagine the scene of her head being blown apart.

She couldn't stop herself from gagging.

I don't know if it was from throat irritation or from fear.

Seeing this, Mingpo lowered the gun and pointed it at the ground.

"Go on."

Mingpo said coldly, "Don't stop. Don't think. Don't lie to me."

"Have we met since then?"

"No, no!"

Lin Ya took a half step back, almost screaming, "After that, I basically haven't won a single game..."

"Ah, ah... right! In that game we played, there were two people who had 'past life memories'! They had memories of playing games just like you from the very beginning! But that game was a little different from the one we participated in..."

Upon hearing this, Mingpo narrowed her eyes.

"The host told us... the chips don't take effect immediately on Deceivers who don't have physical bodies because the concept of time is meaningless to Deceivers. Therefore, even if someone alters the past and kills a Deceiver who is still alive... it doesn't remove the Deceiver from the game... "And if someone tries to alter their own past as a Deceiver... they have to wait until this period completely collapses and the timeline is reset. "At that time, all the modifications made to Deceivers by everyone will take effect simultaneously. The former will be overwritten by the latter."

"I... I just wanted to..."

Lin Ya said, her voice trembling, her tone gradually becoming incoherent: "If the original game... could be played again... because of that game, I survived because I was very lucky..."

"You told me to trust you under any circumstances. But... but at the time, I wasn't really sure..."

"I just want to make some changes to myself, so that if I see you again, I can trust you..."

"I didn't have enough chips at the time, so I thought... if I couldn't survive this round, then I could rely on you for the next round... But..."

She couldn't speak anymore after saying that.

Because the current situation is very simple.

This "wolf of the next cycle" has not yet become a deceiver. Instead, the "wolf" has become a "hunting hound" hunting down the deceiver.

He hadn't yet become a charlatan, so naturally he couldn't be sure whether what she said was true or false.

Lin Ya suddenly thought of something.

She raised her hands, and a crimson chip slowly appeared in her palms.

"This...this is my last bargaining chip...those people wanted to get this from me, but I didn't give it to them..."

It's like offering water to a deity.

She slowly stood up, her bare feet touching the cold cement floor.

Mingpo did not stop her.

She was very short; even when she stood up, her head barely reached Mingpo's chin.

She slowly reached out and pressed the chip against Mingpo's chest.

"This...this is my money to save my life."

Her voice was hoarse, as if she hadn't had water in a long time: "Please don't destroy me... I'm still very useful..."

The next moment, she suddenly froze.

She looked at Mingpo in astonishment, and Mingpo also took a half step back in surprise.

Because when that token of time touched Mingpo's chest...

Suddenly, it transformed into a crimson stream of light and entered Mingpo's body.

"You...you're a liar too?"

Lin Ya's eyes widened in disbelief.

Because a living person cannot directly contain the weight of time! Even with a collar, it's absolutely impossible!

Could it be...

Mingpo's heart stirred, and she vaguely realized something.

Could it be that the reason I have such a strong resistance to the accelerating effects of time is because... I have been transformed into a half-deceitful person? If I was a deceitful person in my previous life, then Lin Ya should be more than just someone who knows me.

He was so young, and inexplicably rose to this position... He probably thought he had "no descendants," but he actually does! It's just that Mingpo himself doesn't know that person...

Moreover, if Lin Ya can store her memories in this way, others might too.

Maybe I can do it myself!

But when will I be able to retrieve my past memories?

In that instant, Mingpo actually believed Lin Ya's words.

Or rather... from the very beginning, Mingpu's "belief" at least outweighed his "doubt".

He could have directly uploaded the other person's brainwave data to the company's cloud-based large-scale model for lie detection via a data cable. He didn't do that because it would leave a trace on the company's servers.

If Lin Yazhen reveals a secret he shouldn't know, then Mingpo will be in trouble.

This is a trick that Mingpo learned from his work.

It's like how some department heads would turn off the surveillance and recording before talking to you.

Unexpectedly... there has been a pleasant surprise.

Just then, a rumbling roar drew closer.

Mingpo realized that it was Gu Ke'er who had arrived.

He gave Lin Ya a long look.

He had much more to say, but it was too late now.

"...I, I..."

Lin Ya understood that look in his eyes, and her whole body trembled.

If she hadn't already become a highly modified mining machine, losing most of her bodily functions, she probably would have already urinated by now.

But unexpectedly, Mingpo did not kill her with a single shot.

Instead, he reached out his left hand and grabbed Lin Ya's head.

"...Be thankful."

Mingpo murmured softly, "Your head isn't that big."

"………Varied……?"

Lin Ya experienced a brief moment of confusion.

The next moment, her consciousness left her.

She lost consciousness before she even realized what Mingpo had done.

"Ke'er".

Mingpo connected to his personal communicator: "My location is here. Come here alone, avoiding all cameras, carrying your briefcase. But remember to remove the portable turret inside."

"Help me... also bring a 'preservation capsule' inside, size L. Yeah, fill it with vitamin preservation fluid."

"Yes, we won't go through the group's channels. I'll replace the used parts later, so don't worry."

"Hmm, good dog, so well-behaved."

After hanging up the call, Mingpo looked at the perpetually dark sky with a touch of melancholy.

...I never imagined that one day I would do something like this.