Do we really have to kill the strongest, No. 15?
(Cantonese) “Killing No. 15 is still a bit risky. Why don’t we kill No. 2 first, then vote to get rid of No. 15,” Xu Kesi said before anyone else could speak, adding another sentence.
“No, no, no, we can’t do that. After killing No. 2, we must vote to eliminate No. 10 because at that time No. 10 will be the biggest suspect. We have no reason and cannot protect No. 10; otherwise, we’ll be labeled as killers,” No. 7 Ragna explained just in time.
(Cantonese) “What if No. 15 dies? Our group would be the weakest.
It’ll be hard for No. 3 and me to protect ourselves,” No. 12 Xu Kesi started to worry.
“If we kill No. 15 tonight, then the voting tomorrow should start from No. 2 in normal order. No. 10 isn’t stupid—he should understand the situation. He’ll team up with No. 3 to fight against No. 1, which means No. 2 will be voted out.
I will also appropriately push for No. 2’s elimination.
If No. 1 wants to desperately protect that woman, we can even throw mud on No. 1. What I fear most is No. 2 claiming to be the police; then things will get hard to control,” Ragna was still hesitating. It was clear he preferred killing No. 15 but feared losing control of the situation.
After much hesitation, the final target was set on No. 15. One reason was because Huaru supported the plan, and another was because he understood that the longer they delayed, the more dangerous No. 15 would become.
But there was still a problem— the door should be locked from the inside.
How do we get in?
“Forcefully break in,” Ragna’s answer was simple and blunt.
(Cantonese) “Forcefully break in? Is that door destructible? What if others in other rooms see us? The people inside would definitely be prepared if they knew we’d break in by force,” No. 12 Xu Kesi was unprepared for this point. During the day, he seemed not to have considered the problem of breaking in forcibly, or maybe he had another plan to get in?
“Yes, forcefully break in,” Ragna pointed to the spot on the wall where he had kicked a few times when he first came into the room.
There were a few footprints and slight peeling on the outer layer of the wall.
The damage was small and not noticeable unless you looked carefully.
He continued, “During the day, when testing soundproofing, I also tested the strength.
I found that the walls and other structures can be broken.
That means we can directly tear down the door.
But we have to be fast, or someone might catch us.”
“No need to worry,” Huaru took over the topic with a cryptic smile. “
The people inside can’t open the door. Rule 3: Except for killer players, no one can leave their rooms between midnight and 6 AM.
This rule shows the system expects us to kill at night.
To guarantee a successful kill, this rule exists.
Without it, all 16 people would gather tightly in the Hall and not move an inch—how could we kill anyone?
From this rule, it’s clear the system strongly supports killing at night, as that’s the only way to keep the game going.
Also, you mentioned there’s soundproofing, so we can deduce a hidden rule: no one’s door can be opened from the outside at night.
Otherwise, if everyone opened their doors and watched, they would know who the killer is and the game would be over.
So, civilians or police definitely cannot open their doors now, at least not see the corridor.”
Forceful breaking was something Huaru hadn’t considered.
She thought this was a game relying on intelligence, not violence, so she never thought about breaking in forcibly.
But another problem arose—if it’s possible to break down walls or doors, what if the people inside do the same?
Wouldn’t that be like opening their doors and seeing outside?
That would contradict her deduction that “the room owner cannot open the door now.”
(Cantonese) “How sure are you? Isn’t this just a guess? Are you sure others can’t see outside?” No. 12 Xu Kesi kept playing devil’s advocate, seemingly intent on opposing.
“It’s a guess. No proof,” Huaru stopped explaining.
She knew there was a lot of guesswork involved.
Reasoning uses known conditions to draw new conclusions.
The more conditions or evidence, the more reliable the reasoning appears.
Otherwise, like Huaru’s wild speculations, credibility is low.
Of course, she wasn’t just talking nonsense—she was using “hypotheticals” to reason.
Ragna was different; he kicked the wall enough to cause slight peeling, thus deducing “the door can be dismantled.” Reasoning supported by evidence feels much more reliable.
Huaru clearly knew this too.
Even she began doubting her own reasoning, which was why she nervously feared the doors in the corridor might suddenly open when they arrived.
That’s why she didn’t explain when Xu Kesi pressed her.
“By the way, do you have a way to get inside?” Ragna asked again.
“My original idea was to pick the lock technically,” Huaru glanced roughly at the lock. It was a one-way keyhole, an old style, very easy to pick.
“Have you tried?”
“Not today, too many people around, inconvenient. I used to pick locks like this with a U-shaped hairpin when I ran away from home.”
Of course, that last sentence was a lie.
She couldn’t say she learned lock-picking to stalk others.
“Then it’s on you. Try your method first. But do you have the tools?” Ragna seemed to approve of Huaru.
“Let’s go to the kitchen. There should be some there.”
Ragna didn’t go straight to the kitchen but returned to his room and stripped off all his clothes.
Even more uninhibited than No. 12 Xu Kesi, who at least kept on his underwear, while No. 7 didn’t even keep that.
The scene forced Huaru to look away.
Although she didn’t mind herself, her current identity forced her to pretend to be shy or embarrassed.
Nearby, Yelena was equally awkward, unsure where to look.
She hadn’t understood the long conversation earlier, so she didn’t know why those two guys were stripping and naturally didn’t follow.
As for our elegant Lady Huaru, it was even more difficult.
She knew stripping was the right choice since they only had one set of clothes each, and if they got blood on them while killing, it would be a big problem.
But she was hesitating because she was completely naked underneath—no panties!
The panties were already washed and hanging to dry in her room, waiting to be worn after drying.
So once the pants came off, it would be awkward.
The upper part was fine—her bra was still on.
If it weren’t for playing the lady role as her second disguise, she would have stripped without hesitation.
But now, she didn’t want to tear off that identity so easily.
Ragna didn’t force her either, so the two women remained dressed while moving around.
Huaru felt even more awkward.
She had hoped Ragna or Xu Kesi would persuade her to strip, so she could feign resistance and finally strip unwillingly.
But the two guys didn’t plan to persuade her at all.
Xu Kesi’s idea was simple: let this lady put on airs.
Ragna’s idea was simple too: she’s smart, she must have her own plan.
I just don’t understand it yet.
So, our elegant and clever Lady Huaru was stuck.
But the problem wasn’t unsolvable.
Maybe the kitchen had what they needed.
Under bright lights, the group of three went downstairs together.
Suddenly, Huaru stopped No. 12 Xu Kesi who was walking ahead and pointed at the floor.
At the staircase landing, there was a thin layer of powder, like flour.
Yelena stayed in the hallway while the three of them jumped over it to avoid leaving footprints.
Who scattered this powder?
Who was the last one back to their room today?
None of them remembered.
The three searched the kitchen.
The kitchen knives seemed to have been hidden—no one knew who did it.
It could be No. 8, the cook Huang Waikai, but did he have that intelligence?
Maybe No. 10 ordered it. In any case, there wasn’t a single knife in sight, neither the chef’s knife nor the fruit knife.
Huaru quickly found an apron and a whisk, then dismantled the wires from the whisk. No. 7 Ragna also had tricks up his sleeve.
He found two ordinary kitchen knives hidden at the bottom of the fridge and used the system to swap one for a bone-cutting cleaver bought from the game’s mall.
Ordinary kitchen knives and bone cleavers are different—the former are thinner, sharper, and lighter.
The bone cleaver isn’t necessarily sharp but thick and heavy, perfect for applying force.
No wonder this guy said he wanted to break down the door—he was prepared.
Xu Kesi took the other knife and swapped it through the system for a black dagger with barbs and grooves.