Rewind

Upon hearing Lin Yu's words, Baron Coleman couldn't help but frown. "You mean no one intentionally framed me?"

Lin Yu said calmly.

"Literally, because even without you, this 'unexpected variable' who shouldn't be here, it's still a near-perfect locked room, isn't it?"

"I don't know much about crime, but I think Occam's Razor still applies in this case— Entities should not be multiplied unnecessarily."

"You were a newly promoted A-Class manager at the time. If someone wanted to frame you, they definitely wouldn't have devised a plan with so much 'uncertainty'."

"What if someone dies an hour ago and you don't come?"

"But if we look at it from another angle, what if you were just an 'accident' in this plan...? The killer's goal was simply to use the time difference to erase any trace of their presence here, so that no one would know who the murderer was?"

Lin Yu stated his points calmly and concluded with a summary.

"In other words, Baron Coleman, although you may find it hard to accept at first... but the injustice that led you to this state..."

"It's just because you're having a bit of bad luck."

Fu Luo slapped his thigh.

"Holy crap, that actually makes sense."

He looked at Zhu Ming, his eyes filled with admiration. "No wonder you're my good buddy's friend. You said you weren't good at deduction, but you're not bad at all!"

"I just have a good understanding of the workings and characteristics of Power struggle within large organizations. This matter happens to involve 'scapegoating,' a common tactic in Power struggle," Lin Yu said calmly. "I'm really not very good at logical reasoning."

He tried hard to maintain Zhu Ming's public image.

Regarding "Power struggle" and "framing," Lin Yu only had a superficial understanding.

He simply watched two Power struggle dramas featuring many veteran actors from both China and abroad while honing and studying his acting skills, and learned some related knowledge along the way.

As for Baron Coleman, who once climbed to the top... even though the assassination of President Paris made him seem like a radical militant, he was certainly a veteran and expert in political maneuvering.

Upon hearing Lin Yu's explanation, he instantly understood.

In fact, Coleman had already roughly realized this possibility even before Lin Yu finished explaining.

But understanding something and being able to accept it are two different things.

Even the shrewd and mature Baron Coleman found it difficult to accept this almost cruel Truth.

"So... I got involved in this purely because of 'bad luck'?"

He muttered to himself, a bitter smile on his face.

From a promising A-Class manager to a prisoner on the Despair Train, although this wasn't the only cause, there were many twists and turns that Lin Yu was unaware of...

But without a doubt, this was indeed the beginning.

If it weren't for this incident, Baron Coleman would never have taken the desperate gamble of assassinating President Paris.

Therefore, when Lin Yu discovered that the beginning of all this was an unreasonable "Destiny joke," he fully understood Baron Coleman's somewhat devastated feelings.

Fu Luo sighed and said with emotion, "That's just how it is sometimes... We're all just unlucky guys being played by Destiny. I never imagined that investigating a cheating scandal would have such serious consequences, sending me straight to this godforsaken place."

Lin Yu understood that Fu Luo was referring to the "Death game".

Who would have thought this guy would be "killed" while investigating a cheating case?

Knowing this, Lin Yu patted Fu Luo on the shoulder to comfort him.

"You've had it tough too."

Although in terms of sheer bad luck, I was the unluckiest one—I was shot dead by a fugitive murderer from a mental hospital while rehearsing late at night.

At this moment, Pankto stepped forward to comfort his old friend.

"This certainly sounds unacceptable, but..."

Before Pankto could finish his clumsy words, the dejected Coleman suddenly perked up.

"It's okay, I'm all better now."

He suddenly rallied and stood up abruptly.

Even Lin Yu was shocked.

"How did you suddenly... cheer up?"

Fu Luo looked at Pankto: "I'm afraid it's because of this old man's comforting words—it seems your relationship later on might have become quite close?"

Pankto was somewhat surprised. "Really?"

Baron Coleman waved his hand. "You're overthinking it. Although we have a good relationship... I don't consider you my emotional support or anything like that."

"While your words of comfort did work just now, the main reason I cheered up was because seeing you, someone hundreds of times worse off than me, still standing strong, gave me a little encouragement!"

"That's what Baron Coleman said."

Fu Luo with a hint of helplessness.

"So that's how it works!"

Pankto also somewhat bewildered.

"Oh no? How unlucky am I going to be?"

"That's no ordinary bad luck. Look at your current situation—half-mad, half-amnesiac, gone from a team leader to an exiled criminal," Baron Coleman chuckled. "Don't you think that's bad enough?"

"That sounds pretty tragic, but it's also fortunate that I have amnesia, so I don't really feel anything about it yet."

"Pankto emotion."

"Alright, enough said. Even if I'm 'unlucky,' I have to find the real culprit now," Baron Coleman said coldly. "Even if the other party didn't initially intend to frame me, later... it seems they also turned the tables on me."

As he spoke, Fu Luo stroked his chin.

"Hmm... so how should we investigate?"

"The other party clearly has higher privileges than you; at the very least, they can clear the entry and exit records that you can't."

"Surveillance footage... would probably be difficult to leave any evidence—even if this is the Headquarters the Truth Company eight years ago."

Fu Luo spoke, Baron Coleman sighed, "It is indeed a tricky situation."

Pankto also expressed his regret. "If only we could go back a little further in time, this scene seems to be set after 'Coleman' left."

Lin Yu couldn't help but criticize Pankto's statement. "After all, it's based on his Memory. If we go back any further in time... we might even be able to see the crime scene directly."

"[Ancient Notebook] can really go back an hour or two? Then what's the difference between this thing and a [Divine Artifact]?"

But just as Lin Yu finished speaking...

Suddenly, everyone felt that the cacophony of noise from the various instruments in the laboratory had become somewhat distorted and eerie.

It's like...

Rewind!

They seemed to have been forcibly removed from this world, transformed from participants into spectators.

And soon...

They saw a flustered, younger version of Baron Coleman backing out of the corridor and back into the laboratory!

"It really can rewind?!"