Fu City, north of the city, an abandoned Murder Mystery Shop.
Ma Junzhe, Xu Tingfang, and Du Bi'an were close to despair.
It hadn't worked. Even voting for themselves to create a tie hadn't worked. Where exactly was the problem?
The game had gone through three rounds so far.
After the third round ended in a tie, a Spirit Player had been erased.
This made it even clearer that the Spirit Players couldn't possibly be ghosts. Their existence gave the living players room for error; otherwise, this game was practically impossible to solve!
Now, only two Spirit Players remained. Even if they voted for another tie, it would merely buy them time.
They had to find the real ghost within the last two rounds and vote it out to end this terrifying game!
The fourth round... began.
None of the three could think of a solution. Aside from voting for themselves, the Spirit Players, or the other players, what other way was there to vote?
None... there was none at all.
Left with no choice, the three chose another tie in the fourth round. They needed time to calm down, and even more, time to think.
Playing a game at the same table as a ghost, watching helplessly as the people around them dwindled-more than frightening, it was mental torture.
Du Bi'an sat motionless in his chair. He felt as though his body had already gone stiff.
Judging by the last round's votes, everyone had indeed voted for themselves. This seemed to further prove that the surviving players were all genuinely living people, not ghosts.
But that was also where the problem lay. Xu Qianxing, who had said he wasn't a ghost, had been judged to have broken the rules. His head had exploded on the spot, and he had