Those Who Break Up Young Couples Deserve No Forgiveness

As long as conflict arose between Gu Shiyan and Chu Tian, his goal would be achieved.

Zhang Yang's mind had already become twisted. He could not stand seeing others happier than him, especially when that person was Gu Shiyan.

After the other guests arrived, he had privately gone around visiting them one by one, making himself familiar to everyone.

But once the director announced that they were preparing to go live, Zhang Yang quickly retreated off-camera. He only appeared after the director finished the additional introductions, greeting the guests with overflowing enthusiasm and pretending it was their first meeting.

Putting everything else aside, Chu Tian could learn from that acting frame by frame. He truly deserved his reputation as a former child star.

An official notice had already been issued regarding Qian Feihe. All that remained was the court's final sentence.

For the sake of allowing the show to continue, the viewers tacitly avoided mentioning the former guest and gave the new guest a warm welcome.

Thanks to their nostalgic filter from his childhood, everyone had a favorable impression of Zhang Yang. But when it came time to split up and search for evidence, the atmosphere changed.

The premise for the new episode was that all the guests had begun in a state of amnesia and needed to uncover information about their identities through the subsequent investigation.

The director therefore announced that they would skip the initial self-introductions and alibi statements, going straight into the group evidence-searching segment.

The production team gave the guests plenty of freedom, allowing them to choose their own partners during the first day's livestream.

With the experience of the previous episode, the other guests all tacitly assumed the young couple would pair up themselves. Wen Lan and Tian Qianqian exchanged a glance and naturally came to an agreement to team up.

Song Qiang did not care who he partnered with. Seeing this, he took the initiative to smile at Zhang Yang in goodwill.

Who would have thought that Zhang Yang would merely glance at him before casually looking away, setting his sights on Gu Shiyan instead.

"Brother Shiyan!" Zhang Yang happily skipped toward Gu Shiyan like a little bird. "Let's team up!"

Tian Qianqian and the others, who had just been about to disperse and search for evidence, halted. Their gazes instinctively landed on Chu Tian, filled with confusion and concern.

Chu Tian pressed his lips together, unwilling to hear Gu Shiyan's answer. He turned and quickly headed toward Song Qiang, giving his shoulder a perfunctory pat to indicate that they were now partners.

"Let's go," Chu Tian urged. "Don't waste time searching for evidence."

Gu Shiyan had originally intended to walk toward Chu Tian, but he paused at the sight, his brows faintly furrowing.

As though he had noticed nothing, Zhang Yang continued clinging cheerfully to Gu Shiyan. "They've all formed teams, Brother Shiyan. Let's hurry up and search for evidence too! It's my first time here, so I'll have to trouble you to guide me more~"

This was a livestream, and the viewers saw every move the guests made.

The moment they saw the teams, the barrage exploded.

[What's going on? Why did my sweet little couple split up? Did they have a fight?]

[No! I want to see the young couple being all lovey-dovey. Irrelevant people, back off!]

[What's up with this new guest? He's calling him so intimately. Do they know each other privately?]

[Even if they do, he has a boyfriend. Is it appropriate to cling to him like that? Is it?!]

[Don't talk nonsense. What do you mean, cling to him? Maybe they were already close in private?]

[What are you all arguing about? We're here to watch a mystery-solving variety show, not a dating show. It's just teaming up. Watch if you want, leave if you don't.]

[Honestly, it gets boring when they're constantly paired together. It's more interesting to switch partners occasionally.]

[Everything you said makes sense, but I refuse to listen. Those who break up young couples deserve no forgiveness!]

Song Qiang had no objections to whoever his partner was, but of course, it was better if that person was someone he knew.

He quite liked Chu Tian and was willing to look after him more. He took the initiative to ask where Chu Tian wanted to search.

"Let's check the crime scene." Chu Tian kept his head down and strode forward, as though trying to escape something.

Not understanding why, Song Qiang hurried after him. He discovered that the victim had died on the bed in his own bedroom, still dressed in pajamas. It looked as if he had been murdered in his sleep, with an awl driven vertically into the center of his forehead.

If nothing unexpected had happened, that should have been the fatal wound.

Song Qiang examined the wound and clicked his tongue in shock. "Can human strength really drive such a thin awl vertically into someone's head so steadily, accurately, and ruthlessly?"

Chu Tian had originally been very interested in today's amnesia scenario. If not for that little incident in the lounge, he would have been in a better mood to play the game today.

In his bad mood, he did not respond to Song Qiang immediately. Instead, his attention was caught by a display shelf against the wall.

The display shelf was filled with trophies, awards, and certificates. There were even clippings from newspapers and magazines preserved there.

After reviewing all the information, Chu Tian concluded that the victim was probably an internationally renowned dollmaker.

The dolls he made had won countless international awards and had been hailed by the media as the "God Maker."

The dolls created by his hands seemed to possess souls. Their texture and appearance were as lifelike as real people, except that they could not breathe and had no heartbeat.

And this doll master, who had gained international renown at such a young age, had repeatedly promoted the Demon Sect he believed in to the media, claiming that only through the demon's guidance had he been able to create such lifelike dolls.

Because he obsessively promoted the Demon True God he spoke of, appearing almost crazed, his reputation in recent years had become increasingly divided.

Some tabloid media outlets had even maliciously speculated that he had made a deal with a demon in exchange for such extraordinary talent.

Rather than becoming angry, the doll master had clipped out the article, framed it, and solemnly placed it in the center of the display case.

A ridiculous suspicion suddenly arose in Chu Tian's mind. His gaze kept shifting between Song Qiang and the victim lying on the bed.

Song Qiang's scalp prickled under his stare, and he instinctively shuddered. "Wh-what? Did you find something?"

"Did you notice that our outfits today are rather unusual?"

Song Qiang froze, then thought along with Chu Tian's words.

Everyone's clothing today leaned more toward medieval European fashion—exquisite and exaggerated attire, paired with gold or red hair and various colored contacts... It looked more fitting for a medieval European setting.

Even the mannequin playing the victim wore an elaborate lace-covered nightgown and a golden wig.

But Song Qiang felt that Chu Tian was not simply reminding him of the setting.

Sure enough, Chu Tian's next words practically overturned Song Qiang's entire understanding.

"I suspect that we're all dolls."

"What?"

Song Qiang's eyes went blank, and his brain could barely keep up. He even wondered whether Chu Tian had just spoken an alien language. Otherwise, why could he not understand it?

"If the hypothesis that we're all dolls is true, then everything becomes easy to explain." Chu Tian had no intention of explaining it in detail to Song Qiang and immediately began brainstorming. "We're all in a state of amnesia. Maybe we've only just awakened, or maybe there's another reason. The murderer is one of us. It's very possible that the doll who awakened first discovered something and killed its creator. But what could the reason be? That's the key point we need to search for next..."

Song Qiang's mind had turned into a pot of mush. "What? What?"