Daisy's Daughter on the Loose

Grandma Daisy was fast asleep in her chair, while the dozen or so still somewhat apprehensive deducers looked at each other in the hotel lobby.

Well, now it's clear what they should do... Find "a wandering Daisy's daughter," then, under her guidance, complete the first day's debt, choose their own room, and after that, whether they take a bath, eat, or immediately head out through the inn's back door to other parts of the city to start hunting is entirely up to them.

After all, no one person can completely lead everyone.

The problem now was, where was Daisy's daughter? They didn't have a hotel map. After carefully searching the entire hall and the first entertainment room connected to it, they came to this conclusion.

In such a huge place, searching for people room by room would probably mean not getting any sleep at all.

"Why does Daisy's daughter keep running around...?" the extradition officer asked, "Why can't she grow up in a creaky rocking chair like Daisy?"

Xu Huan: "..."

He suspected that the people in his guild had gone mad.

"You said..." Zeng Lai approached Yu Xing at this moment. He could sense that Yu Xing was not in a good mood. After exchanging glances with Zhao Mou and Qu Xuanqing beside Yu Xing, this man, who had been well-behaved and even somewhat warm in the eyes of some people, finally revealed a hint of the gambler's true nature, which was usually referred to as "that unstable factor who likes to court death."

He caught Yu Xing's gaze, then glanced at the sleeping Daisy, and lowered his voice to ask, "If we carry this chair away and pretend to throw it off the building, will her runaway daughter come to her rescue...?"

Yu Xing expressed his appreciation for the suggestion with an admiring look.

Encouraged, Zeng Lai continued, "Damn it! If I still had my dice, I'd know the odds of her daughter seeing me throw them, not to mention... I feel like I've always had pretty good luck when you're around."

He still hasn't forgotten that when he was cornered by the door, with nowhere to turn, the die suddenly landed with a six facing up.

"I think you should give it a try," Yu Xing sincerely. "If you don't die, you'll have made a huge contribution to us."

"Wait, what if he dies?" Zeng Lai asked.

Yu Xing looked at him with a strange expression, as if she didn't understand why he would ask such a basic question, "Dead is dead, senior gambler. Do you expect me to avenge you? But you can't see someone who's already dead."

"What the hell are you talking about..." Zhao Mou couldn't take it anymore; he wanted to put these two idiots on the chairs and throw them out.

He glanced at the crowd already scattered throughout the hall and sighed, "Daisy's daughter will definitely come to find us within the timeframe we can accept."

"Why?" A fluffy head suddenly appeared behind Zhao Mou without making a sound. Zhao Mou appeared calm on the surface, but he was actually startled. He turned his head and saw that it was the girl who had been following Wen Qinghuai.

It's called Huang Bai.

Meanwhile, Wen Qinghuai, who was always by her side, was browsing through documents on the bookshelf on the other side, seemingly unaware of what was happening here.

"Huang Bai, when did you get to stand at the back..." Zeng Lai had a past relationship with Huang Bai through a divination exercise, and she had even seen him and Wen Qinghuai emerge from the bath in a disheveled state, wrapped only in a towel.

In any case, they weren't actually as unfamiliar with each other as they appeared when operating with the main force.

"Gambling tycoon, huh?" Huang Bai chuckled. "I walked over here openly, but once I'm off Boss Huai's arm, it seems like nobody notices me anymore... just like Zhong Ling over there."

Upon hearing her mention a somewhat unfamiliar name, the group followed Huang Bai's gaze and indeed saw a young man dressed in rather thick clothes.

His neck was wrapped in a fabric that resembled both a scarf and a collar. His body was covered in holes and wounds. He had short black hair, a handsome face, and looked to be only eighteen or nineteen years old. He was of medium height. Overall, he didn't look like someone who was just cannon fodder.

Strangely, since the gathering began, it seems that not many people have noticed the existence of this person. Unlike the taciturn Cui Hui, Yu Xing suspects that this young man named Zhong Ling may not have said a single word.

A truly invisible man.

Coupled with the other party's rather fantastical attire, Yu Xing couldn't help but associate him with the graphics card-intensive game Assassin's Creed... no, Assassin's Creed.

Zhong Ling stood by the fireplace, trying to light the firewood in the stove. He immediately noticed the gazes of several people. He clearly hadn't expected so many people to be watching him. His usually indifferent expression cracked for a moment, then he silently turned away and continued his efforts toward the fireplace.

"Wait a minute, who is this? He looks familiar, but I can't remember anything else..." Zeng Lai scratched his head, shock flashing in his eyes. No matter what, he was a member of the Research Institute. How could he be so unfamiliar with someone whose name had been leaked beforehand? This didn't make sense!

"A predictor using their real name must be a celebrity predictor, and I've collected information on all the participants, so they shouldn't be this unfamiliar..." Zhao Mou added, "It seems their identity is what made our impression of them blurry. Tsk, their identity is definitely not easy to come by."

"Compared to that, only Huang Bai can keep an eye on him at all times," Yu Xing muttered, turning his attention from Zhong Ling back to Huang Bai. He narrowed his eyes, his smile polite, "You and Wen Qinghuai really can't say who's the real boss."

"Ah, what are you talking about? Of course, it's Boss Huai who's leading me!" Huang Bai shrugged, his smiling face looking strangely familiar to Yu Xing.

He himself acts the same way when he lies and indulges in pleasure.

Zeng Lai asked with a hint of gossip, "I'm a little curious, you two are a couple, why do you still call him 'Big Boss Huai'?"

Huang Bai: "Because... it's our kind of fun, you single dog like you wouldn't understand, hehe."

Zeng Lai had been inexplicably struck by this attack, pursed her lips, seemed to ponder for a moment, and then sighed, "That's true."

Qu Xuanqing had been listening silently, watching helplessly as the topic veered further and further off course, threatening to break free like a runaway horse. She had to bring the group back to their senses. "We were just saying that Daisy would come to find us herself."

"Thank you for remembering, I'm really touched." Zhao Mou sighed again. He glanced at the people currently on this side. Besides Yu Xing Qu Xuanqing, there were only Zeng Lai and Huang Bai, as well as Carlos, who was coincidentally trying to move closer to them.

Once Carlos reached a position where he could hear their conversation, Zhao Mou said, "Judging from Daisy's attitude just now, she really needs us outsiders, whether it's to boost her sales or for some other reason... She'd rather let us check in on credit for a day than not get us settled in as soon as possible. Under these circumstances, she wouldn't let us wander around here aimlessly and give up on checking in just because we're completely lost. I suppose her daughter is probably heading this way."

Yu Xing thought so too, so he didn't move his feet at all from beginning to end.

This hall connects many places. Leaving the corridor, passageways extend to both sides. After a few minutes of limited exploration by other strategists, he had already heard that these passageways led to various functional areas mentioned in the business manual.

I didn't see any rooms available for accommodation nearby. Perhaps the guests' accommodations are located on the second floor, accessible only by climbing a beautifully decorated staircase that winds upwards from the corner of the hall.

This distribution is quite interesting, as it means that if the deducers want to discuss matters, they all have to gather on the first floor.

Yu Xing didn't know what this meant for the time being, but she could sense the smell of a conspiracy.

Before long, the restless crowd calmed down and came to the same conclusion as Zhao Mou. After a few words of discussion, they decided to rest in the hall and wait for Daisy's daughter to appear. So they each found a place to sit down, not caring whether the water, salt and blood on their bodies would stain these spotless and exquisite objects.

The main problem was that Daisy was sleeping so soundly that the deducers felt like no one was taking care of them.

As everyone quieted down, weary from the day, they heard the sickly Yu Xing drawl, his voice sounding like a strange complaint, lazily say, "That's how it should be~ Shouldn't the customer be king when running a business? So tired, Zeng Lai, don't steal my sofa."

Zeng Lai: "It's nothing, senior gambler. Why do you always call me by my name with such disdain at times like this!"

Everyone: "..."

Haha, I don't know why, but listening to Yu Xing's conversation with his teammates and friends, I always feel that this shouldn't be Dead Silent Island, but a leisure resort.

Finally, amidst the eerie atmosphere, a series of hurried footsteps... finally approached with the clatter of high heels on the floor.

Just by listening to the frequency of those footsteps, it wasn't hard to imagine what a frantic woman was running towards them.

"Hey! I'm late, Mom!" Just as everyone was listening intently, a white figure ran into the hall from the corridor, living up to everyone's expectations.

Yu Xing couldn't help but look at her, then raised an eyebrow.

Before them stood a girl who appeared to be at least two meters tall. She wore a gorgeous white dress with a large skirt. In this era, women's clothing was fashionable in color, with only maids wearing black and white. Men, on the other hand, wore black and white as formal attire, while lower-class people and male servants wore bright colors. Even if the girl who ran in might have been fond of white, she might have added embellishments to her dress, such as Da Hong waistband or bow.

Her hair was golden, smooth and shiny, carefully styled with a pearl headband. Luxurious ruby earrings dangled from her soft earlobes. A large expanse of fair skin above her neckline contrasted with a striking red and black gemstone necklace. Her slender fingers were adorned with various rings and bangles. Judging by the cost of her attire, this young woman looked far more like a capitalist or a hotel owner than Grandma Daisy.

What truly attracted Yu Xing was the girl's... stunningly beautiful appearance.

Can you understand how someone feels when another person compliments them, "You're really awesome"?

It was a strange description that defied easy categorization—whether it was meant to express beauty or ugliness—just as everyone here felt upon seeing Daisy's daughter.

"Mom's asleep, so she's left the guests to me again." The girl, shuffling in her blood-red high heels, glanced over everyone in the room, her gaze lingering on Grandma Daisy. Her face, with its excellent natural features, was so thin that it made her look somewhat sinister.

Her face was black and white, with black vein-like lines spreading beneath her eyelids. Her lips were also covered in black lip gloss, and her eyes were too large, making her look quite eerie.

In a low, but easily audible voice, she murmured with a villainous air, "You really have no suspicion of me... Mom."

After confirming that everyone was interested in the mother-daughter dynamics at the hotel, the girl gave them a polite (relatively speaking) smile.

"Nineteen guests, right...?" The girl scanned each person's face, pausing briefly on Zhao Mou's, her smile deepening. "No, it's twenty. Welcome to my inn."

"You can choose any room you like, as long as you're sure you can pay off today's room fee tomorrow. Once you've chosen a room, you can't change it unless the original room becomes uninhabitable, or you're willing to spend more money to upgrade. Ah, let's begin. I think you're all eager to get ready." The girl skillfully walked to the counter, picked up a notebook, and said, "Come register here, and I'll give you the room keys. By the way, since you're all poor, you can also buy extra food and clothing on credit today, um, weapons are excluded."

Perhaps because this girl, apart from her strange height and appearance, looked so much like a real person, people instinctively didn't feel much wariness towards her, and soon someone stepped forward to register her.

Unsure of the exact difficulty of hunting the ghosts, everyone unanimously opted for the basic double or single rooms, even though they offered better privacy, as it seemed wasteful.

However, something unexpected soon happened.

"Why!" Huang Bai clung to Wen Qinghuai's arm, but pouted at Daisy's daughter, "Why can't we live together?"

Sha and Xu Huan also had different expressions.

"You can only live with people of the same sex, girls should live with girls." The girl smiled, her tone leaving no room for argument.

"But I'm her boyfriend, is that not allowed?" Wen Qinghuai found it hard to understand.

Girl: "No, you can't."

"Then what are the double rooms in your hotel used for?" Dai Yuefu was really curious. In addition, Wen Qinghuai had done a lot of useful things along the way and was easy to talk to, so he instinctively felt sorry for Wen Qinghuai, who might not be able to do that kind of thing with his girlfriend for two months.

The girl tilted her head and said in a matter-of-fact tone, "Of course it's for girls and girls, boys and boys, those kinds of good friends. It'll be convenient for them to chat at night."

Wen Qinghuai's story is too complicated to explain in a few words.

Moreover, he actually saw genuine confusion on the girl's face, as if she truly didn't know what boys and girls in love would do in a double room.

Wen Qinghuai suddenly had a chilling guess.

Dead Silent Island... could it all be asexual reproduction or self-division?

The girl was unaware of what she had revealed. After thinking for a moment, she continued, "Oh, and people who are related by blood can't live together either!"

He glanced at Zhao Mou again, even though... the one with blood ties wasn't present.

Bai Xiaobing and Bai Junrui exchanged a glance.

"Why is this happening?" The extradition guide looked worriedly at the president, who usually needed the vice president's care.

"This is... a rule set by my mother. I don't know why. It's like this, all the rules of the entire hotel were set by my mother a long time ago. I don't know how much she finds family and love repulsive, but anyway, I've gotten used to her badness. Also, I always feel like she's hiding a lot from me. She still tells me that if I want to have a child, my mother has to eat my father's flesh and bones..." The girl glanced back at Grandma Daisy's rocking chair, then exclaimed, "Mom's gone."

Everyone was startled and looked over.

The spot where Grandma Daisy had been lying was now empty, with only an empty chair creaking in the suddenly silent hall.

Upon hearing the girl's words, Yu Xing suddenly had a bad feeling.

He remembered what he had just felt through the brochure—the thing growing inside Daisy's belly.