The S-rank Faith Talent exclusive to Memory Travelers: Memory Flowlight.
It allowed one to travel through fragments of a target's memories as a traveler, constantly searching for scenes and images that interested them, like taking a rapid journey.
Du Xiguang wasn't selfish. At the very least, he knew how to share.
When Yun Ni's memories had just been read, he had used some unknown method to imprint the scenes from her memories onto the street.
Then, everyone present saw this:
A beautiful female assassin lifted her undershirt, revealing the two astonishing...
Ahem.
This was obviously a memory of Yun Ni changing clothes.
As for why she had been changing clothes, it was naturally because someone had stabbed her in the chest, tearing through her undershirt.
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Well, the scene had suddenly become a silent conversion ceremony.
Everyone was fucking silent.
Cheng Shi's mouth twitched as he looked at Du Xiguang's stiff expression, utterly speechless.
After all that trouble, I finally came up with an excuse to let you find some interesting memories of the assassin, and this is what you show everyone?
You're really not treating the brothers like outsiders!
Yun Ni had only been controlled, not blinded. Naturally, she had seen the scene on the ground as well.
But she wasn't angry.
She merely stabbed her dagger into Du Xiguang's heart with a cold expression, sliced open his chest and abdomen, cut his throat, and stabbed out his eyes...
Then, when he opened his eyes again under the protection of Bloom Awaits Withering, she asked:
"Was it nice?"
Du Xiguang was so weak that he couldn't resist the effect of Confession at all. He immediately answered:
"Nice!"
Then his eyes were struck again.
"Ah!"
If Cheng Shi hadn't been pulling them apart, Du Xiguang might not have made it home tonight under the torment of the annihilating divine power.
After venting her anger, Yun Ni glanced at Cheng Shi expressionlessly.
"You like it, don't you? Was it nice?"
Damn, this girl really held a grudge!
But Cheng Shi wasn't afraid of that.
After experiencing so much, he was indeed immune to scenes of this level.
But unexpectedly, he still blurted out:
"Nice!"
When he realized he had said the wrong thing, his face looked as if he were constipated, and he quickly backed away two steps.
Who would have thought that Yun Ni wouldn't attack him as she had Du Xiguang? Instead, she said meaningfully:
"Come to my room tonight. There's something even nicer."
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A trap!
It was definitely a trap!
For the first time, Cheng Shi felt that worshiping Silence wasn't such a bad idea. At least he wouldn't have to use his brain to respond.
Praise Silence!
The playful interlude came to an end.
Fang Jue was someone who focused on serious business.
He swore that he had only glanced at the alluring scene on the ground, and then immediately remembered that he was here to interrogate someone, not crack jokes.
His target clearly wasn't Cheng Shi.
It was the ascetic monk who had never been with everyone from beginning to end.
This silent believer had disappeared early that morning. When he reappeared, he had become the guide who discovered the corpse.
No one knew where he had gone or what he had done during that time.
Moreover, the silent believer was best at extinguishing sound. Therefore, whether he might have killed Wei Guan was the first thing Fang Jue needed to confirm.
The ascetic monk had clearly realized that he was under suspicion. Yet this time, he did not remain silent. Instead, he took the initiative to speak:
"It wasn't me."
The silence had been broken!
Everyone stared at him in astonishment. They froze first, then each of their hearts sank.
The situation had become so dire that a silent believer had taken the initiative to break his silence and seek cooperation. This meant that all the players were facing an extremely troublesome murderer.
Most importantly, the lifesaving methods the players considered foolproof seemed utterly worthless in the killer's eyes.
The overconfident Wei Guan was the best proof.
The scene fell silent once more.
Fang Jue stopped chanting his song and began carefully examining every trace at the scene.
After Du Xiguang recovered, he and Cheng Shi split up to inspect every building nearby.
Their inspection was so meticulous that they nearly pulled out the bugs sleeping in the cracks of the doors, took X-rays of them, and stuffed them back in. Yet they still found nothing.
Yun Ni examined the corpse again, but the result was exactly the same as it had been that afternoon at the Law Enforcement Bureau.
There were no injuries.
An eerie atmosphere spread through the area, and everyone's expression grew strange.
Cheng Shi frowned and walked toward Wei Guan's corpse.
He noticed the terror on Wei Guan's face.
It was almost laughable. The Hunter of Fools, who had always squinted contemptuously at others, had opened his eyes wide for the first time right before his death.
"Don't you have a way to read people's memories?"
"I do, but it doesn't work on the dead." Du Xiguang replied expressionlessly. "I'm a mage, not a hunter."
Cheng Shi nodded and began seriously examining the corpse's pupils.
Yun Ni approached him and said coldly:
"Don't bother trying to find anything in his pupils. That killer calmly disposed of every trace. He's a perfect assassin."
Cheng Shi indeed found no clues. He sighed and began examining the limbs.
The corpse still retained a trace of warmth. He had clearly died not long ago.
Even now, Cheng Shi found it difficult to understand how a life could end so silently.
Could even a 2,400-point Wei Guan not struggle for so much as a moment against the killer?
Or was the method of murder... truly a curse?
Had the killer not even been at the scene, but merely operated remotely and ended Wei Guan's life?
Had a killing method of this level erased the victim's consciousness, or stopped the victim's heartbeat?
Thinking of this, Cheng Shi placed his hand on the corpse's chest.
It was somewhat cold.
He had been dead for a while.
Hmm?
Something was wrong!!
Why were Wei Guan's limbs still warm, while his chest cavity was already cold?
Cheng Shi raised his eyebrows and began feeling around Wei Guan's chest bit by bit with his fingertips.
Seeing this, Fang Jue asked curiously:
"Are you a doctor?"
"Your memory seems poor. I told you, I'm a Reason Corroder."
"A doctor and a priest aren't the same thing."
Fang Jue was clearly referring to Cheng Shi's former profession. Cheng Shi didn't hide it and nodded.
Yun Ni asked with interest:
"Did you choose Priest because of that?"
Cheng Shi shook his head.
"Then why?"
"Confession is over. Do you think you can still get an answer from me?"
Yun Ni gave a mocking laugh and said nothing more.
Before the Faith Game descended, Cheng Shi had not been a doctor, but he did know some medical techniques involving observation, listening, questioning, and pulse-taking.
He hadn't learned those skills at school. His adoptive father, a cheerful old man who laughed all day long, had taught him.
As for why a scrap collector knew medicine, Cheng Shi couldn't say.
He had never asked.
He carefully sensed the muscle texture and fascial tension beneath the corpse's skin. After feeling around for a long while, he raised his head and asked:
"I need a needle."
Everyone frowned at that and shook their heads.
Only Yun Ni shot him a sidelong glance and asked:
"Where do you want to stick it?"
Cheng Shi looked at her, somewhat surprised, then pointed to the center of Wei Guan's chest.
"Here. Straight into the heart."
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