"Who knows whether that special item you mentioned even exists?" Fat Man added one last remark. "Maybe you just made it up."
"It really is a coincidence. Blame your bad luck for choosing to target a player whose good-side allegiance I'd already confirmed." Baseball Cap calmly faced off against Fat Man. "As for my special item..."
He opened his right hand, and something resembling a miniature radar appeared in his palm, a little smaller than the hand itself.
"Anyone with eyes should be able to tell this is a special item." He extended his arm, raising the little radar slightly. "No one would carry a pointless toy like this around, would they?"
Everyone glanced at the little radar and nodded.
As toys went, this little plastic thing was painfully ordinary. Even slightly older children would have no interest in playing with it, let alone adults carrying it around.
So it had to be a special item.
Fat Man scoffed. "Even if it really is a special item, that doesn't prove it works the way you described."
"What, you want me to hand it over so you can inspect its details yourself?" Baseball Cap turned his wrist, and the little radar vanished. "Do you think I'd do something that stupid? Once you take my special item, would I ever get it back?"
"Then you can show it to someone else." Fat Man immediately seized the opportunity to challenge Baseball Cap. "Pick three people at random. Only if they all inspect its details and agree to confirm your claim will your words have any credibility."
At that, his expression turned contemptuous. "Hiding your special item without daring to show it to anyone makes it very easy to suspect you're lying about its ability."
"Even players on the same side in this game