True Cause of Death

Yimo was sleepless again.

Someone had died at the Red Team Base at 1 a.m.

Yimo saw the system message right away.

By the time the second message came in that morning,

as a shut-in who rarely went out, his already pale skin had turned ashen.

With his dark circles and bloodshot eyes, he could play a vampire without even trying to put on much makeup-just add a little powder.

Since he couldn't wash his hair, it was a mess too.

Yimo looked at himself in the bathroom mirror.

"Looking like this, I'm not even as handsome when I act cool as I used to be..."

Yimo muttered, then chuckled at his own words. After letting out a long breath, he said, "At least I made it through another night..."

"Insomnia... really isn't a good thing..."

The protagonist of that diary had also suffered from insomnia, and it had been weighing more and more heavily on Yimo, who couldn't sleep.

He fiddled with his messy bangs. Knowing there was no point in overthinking it, he simply let it go.

That morning, it wasn't Jingjing who called him out.

It was Lucky One.

Lucky One didn't look well either, though he was a little better off than Yimo. "Someone's dead..."

Yimo said nothing more and nodded.

By then, most of the players had gathered on the Rooftop.

Tianqi, Drunkard, and Lu Wu were absent.

Bard and Rapeseed Flower were lying in the snow, both well and truly dead.

Jingjing had examined the bodies. She turned to the people present and said, "Bard was shot. Rapeseed Flower... has no external injuries. She was probably killed by the system."

Yimo walked over to Jingjing and asked quietly, "Can you perform autopsies?"

Jingjing answered him quietly, "Before I became a full-time illustrator, I worked