Global Game: I Have Portable Store-Chapter 398 - 392: Another Death

Wu Qingsheng thought for a moment and said, "We don’t have many Superpower Users here. Huang Longhu has one, but it only increases his Power."

Su Changxing mused, "So it’s those people who did it, huh."

Beside them, a person named A Long lifted a knife onto his shoulder and cursed loudly:

"Damn it, those bastards are so sneaky. We let them stay, yet they still want to kill our people. Boss, I’ll go take them out right now."

Wu Qingsheng’s face twitched as he slapped the back of A Long’s head and said grumpily:

"We’re just speculating. What if you kill the wrong people? How many times have I told you? Murder is illegal, murder is illegal. Do you remember?"

Su Changxing realized Wu Qingsheng’s admonition wasn’t very convincing, but A Long still appeared obedient, nodding repeatedly:

"Boss, I know it was wrong. Murder is illegal, we can’t just kill people."

Wu Qingsheng nodded in satisfaction, saying, "That’s right. Rules are important. Without rules, everything falls apart."

A Long then said, "Then I’ll take some people to question them."

A Long skillfully gathered a few people and headed towards the inner area of the second floor.

At this time, Qiu Jing and the others also woke up but didn’t know what had happened. They collectively watched A Long approach.

Qu Zhaoyu stepped forward with a smile and said, "Hey, brother, what’s going on?"

A Long, holding his knife, surveyed the young people and said, "Someone died over at our place."

Qu Zhaoyu raised his eyebrows in surprise and said, "Someone died? How did they die? Did a Zombie slip in?"

A Long thought the other was playing dumb and said impatiently, "Do you think a Zombie could just sneak in? Let’s be direct; we suspect you guys did it."

Qu Zhaoyu was dumbfounded; they hadn’t even moved from their spot. How could they be suspected? So he said:

"Brother, let’s be reasonable, alright? We’ve all been here. You saw us. You can’t just blame us for the dead person."

A Long nodded, showing a sinister smile, and said:

"Usually, it definitely has nothing to do with you guys. But the problem is, our boss suspects that one of you Superpower Users did it."

"Come clean, give us the person, and only one will die. Otherwise, all of you will die today."

He seemed to be discussing something ordinary, and Qu Zhaoyu felt this person would really do it. He wasn’t joking or threatening them.

Without the restraint of law, even normal people might kill, let alone some vicious thugs.

However, those who have survived until now are not simple. At the very least, they can’t be fools.

Covered in dirt, wearing jeans, Huang Keying softly said, "Brother, we have no reason to do it. Killing someone doesn’t benefit us in any way."

A Long squinted, showing a trace of ferocity, seemingly ready to brandish his knife at any moment.

The atmosphere grew increasingly oppressive.

Qu Zhaoyu’s expression turned unpleasant. If it came to a fight, they would definitely lose; the other side not only had more people but stronger combat power.

Suddenly, A Long put down his knife, smiled, and patted Qu Zhaoyu’s shoulder, saying lightly:

"Haha, guys, don’t be nervous. It’s just a joke. We don’t kill on a whim. Murder is illegal, right... Sorry for disturbing you, continue resting."

After saying this, he turned and left with the others, seemingly just asking questions.

Qu Zhaoyu let out a sigh of relief, heart still pounding, barely holding on. If it were someone else, they would have already been on their knees begging for mercy.

Qiu Jing frowned and said gravely, "What do they mean?"

Qu Zhaoyu pondered and said, "They probably do suspect us, but the problem is, we didn’t do it."

He paused, looked around, and asked, "Did one of us do it?"

Huang Keying looked at him inexplicably and said, "Are you serious? How could it be us? Even if we had the thought, we don’t have the Ability."

Qu Zhaoyu showed a slight smile and said:

"I was just asking to be sure. Haha, even if we did it, we can’t continue. They are not ordinary people, and if they suspect us, they really have their ways."

At this moment, his inner thoughts were rich; he’s someone willing to believe and doubt everything, even considering it a plausible possibility.

A Long returned and said, "Boss, I tried, but no results. It really doesn’t seem connected to them."

Wu Qingsheng nodded and said, "Alright, I’ll do the night watch later to prevent any more incidents."

The hall fell silent again, moonlight casting through the window onto the floor, reflecting onto the oval ceiling, forming a vague crescent.

Su Changxing also closed his eyes, his vision elevating as he carefully observed his surroundings. The murderer being able to avoid his Perception is extraordinary.

Only after more than an hour did the hall calm completely, now deep into the night with faint whispers.

Suddenly.

"Ah!"

A woman’s scream echoed.

The nearby Zombies also became restless.

Su Changxing opened his eyes abruptly, stood up, and headed towards the sound’s direction. It was where those people were. He saw a silhouette darting swiftly and silently across the corridor.

A woman in a long dress lay in the hallway, decapitated, her hair caught on the door handle, her body lying four or five meters away, leaving a long trail of blood on the wooden floor.

A woman, face dirty, wearing jeans, sat on the ground, staring blankly at the scene, her body continually trembling involuntarily.

"What did you see?" Su Changxing approached and asked.

Huang Keying glanced back at Su Changxing, eyes filled with Terror, breathing heavily:

"I saw her head being dragged and hung on the door handle by a shadow, and then that person disappeared."

Su Changxing crouched to examine the body, finding that the head seemed to have been chopped off with great Power by some blunt weapon, the insufficient sharpness causing tearing wounds and a lot of splattered blood.

The air was thick with a strong scent of blood, incessantly stimulating the nerves, yet Su Changxing remained calm, as if he’d seen something ordinary, like a piece of stone.

By now, Wu Qingsheng had hurriedly arrived with others, Qiu Jing and others also rushed in from another side.

"Another dead person? Girl, did you see it?"

Wu Qingsheng looked at Huang Keying, asking heavily.

Huang Keying nodded, then shook her head, saying, "I saw it, but I couldn’t see who that person was. Their figure was very blurry."