Tensions Reached a Boiling Point
He had actually seen Deng Yu fiddling with that group photo before. When he got up today, he found that the painting Big Bear had torn was gone too. And when the first notification sounded last night, he had indeed seen a man's figure return to the corridor on the right—he just hadn't seen which room the man went into.
So although he didn't know how the fake paintings had appeared, his instincts told him the two missing people were connected to the two vanished paintings. That was why he'd urged Li Weiran to take the sketch. He just hadn't expected Li Weiran not to fall for it!
He hadn't cleared the dungeon, so he couldn't leave. If he couldn't offer up something useful, he'd die here!
"It was Xu San!" he shouted. "I actually noticed he was acting strangely yesterday. When we looked at the paintings with Big Bear during the day, he kept staring at the one in front, Silent Umbrella. I secretly kept an eye on it today and found that the painting was moving!"
"He must have figured something out. He had to be one of the players who cleared the dungeon last night!"
"Didn't Gao Jun say he saw him come out last night?"
"That doesn't prove you aren't a player who cleared the dungeon," the gloomy man said. "You can't deny your connection to the first announcement and Pan Siming's death."
"It absolutely wasn't me!" Fan Shiji swore. "If I'd cleared the dungeon, I'd have no reason to stay. If you don't believe me, go look. Silent Umbrella really does move!"
Gao Jun looked uncertain. "That's true. Xu San should've been outside when the second announcement sounded."
Xu Huo raised an eyebrow at him. Gao Jun had no idea