Kidnapping the Detective!

After pushing open the door and seeing that the sky was still not dark, Lin Yu chewed and swallowed the food in his mouth, feeling completely relieved.

When he woke up and saw the time on the Alarm Clock, he felt more energetic than ever before, and thought he had slept until 3:35 a. m.

But now it seems...

"I must have underestimated how quickly 'Otaku' recover their physical strength."

Lin Yu muttered to himself, gripping the Torch as he prepared to head out to find "Sherlock".

But as Lin Yu stepped onto the Snowfield, he discovered a new surprise.

The "postman's" ability has disappeared.

This surprised Lin Yu slightly.

Was it that guy who was Deception he was the "postman" who saw through my lie?

"Impossible, he would have a hard time seeing through my lies..."

Lin Yu remembered the person he Deception believing he had the ability of a "postman".

He's a man whose Profession is "security guard" and he's only completed four Instance.

He didn't seem particularly shrewd, sharp, or intelligent; he was more like a security guard who frequently worked night shifts—taciturn and listless.

Lin Yu didn't think that guy could suddenly see through the lie on his own.

"Unless he encountered someone else... but in that case, it's unlikely that only a single ability would disappear."

Lin Yu checked and found that the remaining eleven "Profession" abilities were still effective.

"Therefore, it's more likely... the first victim has already appeared."

Lin Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

If you die, then at least your first Rank Advancement Mission won't be considered a failure.

After all... these are the conditions for completing the first Rank Advancement Mission.

[In this Game, Player Game a different, contradictory lie, and the "Fraudster" Profession makes it "Make It Real." No lie is exposed or discovered until the Game ends.]

"When it is launched, it needs to 'Make It Real,' but 'Make It Real' does not need to last until the end of the Game —what needs to be maintained until the end of the Game is to prevent the lie from being exposed and discovered."

"In other words, the death of those who believed my lies will not make my mission fail."

Lin Yu let out a sigh of relief.

Therefore, the optimal solution for ensuring the first Rank Advancement Mission in this Game is actually to kill those who have already believed him after he has lied.

However, Lin Yu would not do that.

It wasn't that he was kind-hearted or unwilling to kill for his own Rank Advancement Mission.

Mainly...

Lin Yu doesn't just need to complete one Rank Advancement Mission.

To survive in this Instance, the more other Player survive, the better.

For each Player who survives, Lin Yu gains one more usable "Profession" ability.

Just like now...

After the "security guard" died, Lin Yu moved noticeably slower in the Snowfield than before.

Of course, the soldiers' physical fitness was still there, so although they were slow, they weren't too much slower.

Lin Yu quickly compared the Map with his Memory and found the stronghold where he had previously encountered "Sherlock".

However, Lin Yu did not find any trace of "Sherlock" near this stronghold.

The gates of the outpost were wide open, and the stoves inside had been extinguished.

The nearby Snowfield looked like it had been thoroughly searched; although a thin layer of snow had fallen on it again, it was still a complete mess.

"That Detective is really something; he managed to gather all the supplies here in just half a day."

Lin Yu casually kicked the snow on the ground and activated his "Chef" ability.

The food has been almost completely gone.

The base was not closed, and the "Detective" was nowhere to be seen nearby.

"Has it been transferred?"

Lin Yu pondered for a moment, then turned towards the nearest stronghold.

Sure enough, after trekking through the wind and snow for a while, Lin Yu saw Sherlock at the nearest outpost, struggling to pluck firewood from the Snowfield.

The tall, foreign-looking "Detective" changed his hat, no longer wearing the bright red woolen hat, but a fluffy winter hat with ear flaps.

This made him look like Santa Claus in an instant, or a former Soviet political commissar.

Of course, these are all Yu Province versions.

"Hey, Detective."

Lin Yu greeted Sherlock.

Hearing the sound coming from the wind and snow, Sherlock looked up, hugged the firewood, and laughed.

"Oh my, it's May... What a coincidence! We meet again!"

"It seems our two 'bases' aren't far apart."

As Sherlock spoke, Lin Yu shook his head.

"No, actually it's quite far," Lin Yu leaned closer and said, "I just came here specifically to find you."

"Looking for me?"

Sherlock was somewhat surprised.

Is there anything I can help you with?

"Of course I need to use your abilities as a 'Detective,'" Lin Yu said naturally. "I've discovered some mysteries related to this Game Instance, but I can't leave on my own. Could you please come with me?"

Hearing Lin Yu's words, Sherlock also became somewhat interested.

"A mystery? If that place isn't too far, I can go with you to take a look!"

"I don't want to go too far—it's freezing cold, my toes are going to freeze off."

"Besides, if the two of them act together for too long, they'll be targeted by that 'Chate' guy..."

Hearing Sherlock's words, Lin Yu didn't lie, but honestly replied, "No, that place is a bit far."

"I'm not going. I don't want to freeze and risk being killed by a monster," Sherlock said. "After all, I'm the 'armchair' Detective type."

He held the firewood and politely declined.

Lin Yu smiled and said, "You don't need to worry too much about that."

"Have you found a way to stay warm and avoid being killed by monsters?"

Sherlock asked curiously.

"No," Lin Yu pulled out a revolver and pressed it against Sherlock's head, "If you don't go, I'll shoot you dead."

"So instead of worrying about those 'risks'... it's better to think about whether I'll actually fire the shot."

Lin Yu's gaze was unwavering.

The only bullet in the pistol was gone; it had been fired from Impostor Sherlock.

However, Sherlock was unaware of this.

So, with a gun pointed at his head, Sherlock froze instantly.

He released the firewood he was holding and raised his hands to cover his head.

"No way... Brother May, what are you doing!"

"Actually, if you persuade me a little more, I'll go. After all, I'm a 'Detective,' I love solving mysteries, I absolutely, absolutely love solving mysteries!"

Sherlock spoke, his voice trembling.

"Monsters or cold weather, none of that can diminish my passion for puzzles!"

"So... Brother May, could you please put the gun away first?"

"I'm a little afraid of an accidental discharge."