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After the young woman left her seat, the little girl moved herself to the window seat and eagerly tugged at Xu Shuo's clothes, asking him to sit down.

In this way, both of them had seats!

Xu Shuo glanced toward the end of the carriage and then took a seat.

He played with his phone to pass the time while silently waiting for the train to reach the red overpass.

The view outside had been of a river for quite some time, and based on the time he and Luo Kai had previously spent on the train, there should be about twenty minutes left before the train would arrive at the red overpass.

From a deductive standpoint, this script was not difficult at all.

Firstly, the woman, who simply became unable to maintain her facial expression upon mentioning the missing children, awkwardly chuckled and forced herself to keep the conversation going.

Besides, there was a dead body on the train.

If one's nose was the slightest bit sensitive, or if they paid a bit more attention to their surroundings, or if they created some disturbance to search the luggage of all passengers—

——that dead body could not be hidden.

The real difficulty of the script lay in the train crash.

Even if the players completed more than half of their tasks, they still had to figure out a way to survive the train crash because—there was a delayed exit from the Script World.

The delay for a Level Two ordinary script was one hour, and for an assessment script, it was half an hour.

For a Level Three assessment script, it was ten minutes.

The players here had another ten minutes to complete their tasks.

Otherwise, they would be facing the Abyss!

Aside from occasionally maintaining his character's persona, Xu Shuo was completely on vacation and deliberately delayed things a bit, creating confusion for those players who were racking their brains to gather information.

After the little girl finished the candies in her hand, she tugged at his sleeve again, looking at him with yearning eyes.

Clearly, there were some candies and snacks on the plate on the table, as well as some oranges, but she refused to eat them; she specifically wanted the candies from Xu Shuo's pocket.

So, Xu Shuo took out all the White Rabbit Creamy Candies from his pocket and placed them on the table.

"If little sister wants to eat, just help yourself, don't be shy," he said.

"..."

The little girl pouted.

The boy sitting opposite, who was eating spicy strips, saw this, his eyes lit up, and he grabbed a few candies and stuffed them into his pocket.

The woman beside him glanced at him but said nothing.

However, the little girl's complexion suddenly changed, and she swept her dark eyes over them before lowering her head.

She tilted her head slightly to look at the scenery outside the window.

There was still some distance to go...

Just at that moment, a shout erupted from a neighboring seat.

The group of young people who had been killing time playing cards had stopped, and one of them took down his backpack from the wall and after looking inside, his face changed.

"Where's my money?!" he shouted in desperation: "I had three thousand yuan in my bag before, how come it's gone now, did one of you steal it?!"

He lost so much money?

The people nearby were startled by this and subconsciously checked their own wallets.

In this era, mobile payments were not yet commonplace, and people relied on cash or cards when traveling. Besides, three thousand yuan sounded like a lot of money!

Someone tentatively suggested, "Young man, are you sure you didn't put it somewhere else? Have a better look, maybe you'll find it."

The young man, frustrated, threw his backpack down, clamoring: "I've looked everywhere! I kept three thousand yuan together with the jade bracelet I was going to give to my Grandma. I saw them in there when my ticket was checked! It must have been stolen just now while we were shuffling around in the carriage!"

As he spoke, his gaze swept over the people in the carriage.

When he looked around, those who had been watching the commotion instinctively averted their eyes, because even if they hadn't stolen anything, they were worried about being wrongly accused.

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Xu Shuo, who was playing a game called Panda Climbing Tree, glanced at him and thought it was about time he stood up as his character would.

So, in a soft voice, he suggested, "If it's really lost, why don't you go ask the conductor? Maybe someone picked it up at the platform."

The young man's eyes flickered, pleased by the suggestion that fitted his intentions, and he started pushing through the people clogging the aisle, shouting that he was going to find the conductor to take charge.

Xu Shuo watched his retreating figure and smiled to himself.

So, there really are players who use this tactic.

As it was the Qingming Festival, most of the train's passengers were on their way home to pay respects to their ancestors, and with many people came much luggage, which in some ways was comparable to the volume of passengers during the Spring Festival travel season.

If someone really intended to search everyone's luggage, the passengers on board were definitely going to make a fuss.

And that commotion would surely take a few minutes at least.

After the disruption, a slow search would likely take a good ten minutes or so.

Xu Shuo chuckled, not a bit worried that the suitcase over his head would be discovered, as he truly didn't care.

The large dark suitcase, crammed among other luggage, swayed slightly with the motion of the train, and at this moment, no one knew that right above their heads lay the quietly fragmented corpse of a small child.

And the child himself was sitting right below, eating candy.

...

When the Male Salesman returned to the car, the conductor had already been summoned.

As expected, when the young man proposed to search the luggage, not only did the conductor look troubled, but the whole carriage exploded into chaos as passengers began to complain in dissatisfaction.

Listening to the grumbling around him, the young man displayed frustration on his face yet restrainedly said, "I know that it's hard to find the three thousand yuan, and I can let that go, but that jade bracelet is for my grandmother's health. I must find that!"

Reducing his demands, foregoing the money and asking only for the item.

"Don't worry, everyone, I won't touch your belongings. You can just open them up for me to see if it's there or not."

Although there were still some who disagreed, the general air of resentment among the passengers lessened somewhat, and when the young man appealed to their emotions and reason regarding his grandmother's keepsake, they were once again moved by his dedication.

Not bad acting skills!

Xu Shuo saw the makings of a good drama.

That was until the young man pointed at the luggage rack and asked, "Let's start the search from next to my seat. Who does that black suitcase belong to?"

Xu Shuo: "..."

The little girl, who had been looking out the window, suddenly turned her head.

Her pitch-black eyes stared intently at the young man standing in the aisle. With the innocent and naive filter for children gone, her wide, stiff pupils seemed positively chilling.

Caught off-guard, the young man was startled by her gaze, a chill rising from his feet making him almost ready to draw his weapon!

But in the next instant, when he looked again, the little girl was just tilting her head innocently, her face full of curiosity—as if what he had just sensed was an illusion.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

The young man: "..."

An illusion?

Bullshit illusion! His battle instincts were nearly triggered, and she dares to say that it was just his mistaken perception?!

Sweat trickled down the young man's back, and his finger pointing at the luggage shelf became stiff.

This time he didn't know if it was a real illusion or not. He even felt a cold Qi spreading from his fingertips, creeping up through the arteries in his wrist and heading toward his heart!

The young man quickly withdrew his hand, scanning the surroundings suspiciously, and asked again, "So, whose suitcase is this?"

A moment passed, and nobody confessed.

The wind blew in through the open window, and the sunlight that shone through carried a pale, gloomy tint.

The little girl's mouth curved into a strange smile.

...