184: Chapter 184 Father! Save me!

Surrounded by seven people, cold sweat beaded on Meng Zhou's forehead, and he gritted his teeth.

However, he quickly put on a smile, spread his hands, and said, "My friends, do you know?"

"I was almost turned into a wax figure by the ghost; I used a prop to escape while they were out."

As he spoke, he stretched out his arm, pointed at Chen Mo, and said, "This is all thanks to you, Chen Mo. If you hadn't cleared the dungeon, I might have been dead long ago!"

Chen Mo stood in the center, his gaze cold.

He said, "Stop pretending, Meng Zhou. You are the traitor."

"I'm not! How could I be? Have you ever encountered a dungeon with a traitor? Chen Mo, you're just overthinking it."

"I'll think your mother's bastard!" Chen Mo lunged forward, gripped his bone-scraping knife, and stabbed it straight through Meng Zhou's abdomen.

After withdrawing the blade, Meng Zhou clutched his bleeding abdomen and knelt before Chen Mo, his face pale as he let out a loud roar.

Chen Mo looked down at him from above, the blade hovering right before the bridge of his nose.

"Chen! Chen Mo! You're framing an innocent man! How dare you kill a teammate!"

Chen Mo grabbed Meng Zhou by the hair and slammed his head against the rock wall behind him.

Blood instantly began to stream down Meng Zhou's forehead, and his expression shifted into one of cowering fear.

He begged in terror, "Chen... Chen Mo, it hurts! Please don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

Su Qing and the others behind him were stunned.

The people who had died had actually come back to life, which meant Meng Zhou was definitely the traitor.

Then, like a madman, he revealed a cold, sinister smile again.

He said, "Chen Mo, you can't kill me. You must deduce my murder method before you can kill me; that is the rule!"

Lu Chengfeng approached Meng Zhou, picked up the test tube from the ground, and explained the murder method to everyone.

"This is what Chen Mo told me. Xu Xiaoman, could you please cooperate?"

"Let's simulate the entire process of the crime."

"Oh, okay!" Xu Xiaoman obediently walked to the center. After she lay on the ground, Lu Chengfeng squatted beside her and first explained the principle to everyone.

He had Xu Xiaoman hold a piece of plasticine in her mouth, just like Chen Mo had done.

"You can see that the opening of this test tube has a piston device."

"When I open it, it's in an open state, and air can flow in."

"But once I close it, it becomes a vacuum state, and a vacuum generates pressure."

"It's just like when a person is in space; if you don't wear a spacesuit, tons of pressure will kill you instantly."

"So, when I place the test tube over Xu Xiaoman's mouth, once I close it, Xu Xiaoman and the test tube form a sealed space."

Lu Chengfeng placed the test tube against Xu Xiaoman's lips.

"At this point, tons of pressure will be exerted on her body, making it impossible for her to inhale or exhale, and soon Xu Xiaoman would die."

Of course, when Lu Chengfeng demonstrated, he didn't actually close the piston.

But Xu Xiaoman acted it out very convincingly; she stuck out her tongue, rolled her eyes, and let her neck loll to the side, looking exactly as if she had died.

"Of course, because it's a vacuum, the pressure is immense. The test tube would be firmly suctioned onto the victim's mouth, and it would be impossible to pull off by hand."

"If that were the case, we would have seen directly last night that Jiang Xinyi was killed by the test tube."

"But if... you use a very fine needle to pierce the victim's cheek, air would flow back in, breaking the vacuum state."

"At that point, the test tube could be pulled off."

"The needle prick would be so tiny that it would be invisible to the naked eye. In this way, a traceless murder is committed!"

"Earlier, Chen Mo had plasticine in his mouth. When Meng Zhou tried to kill him, he just had to instantly spit out the plasticine to block the opening of the test tube."

"That way, the test tube wouldn't be able to suction onto Chen Mo's mouth."

After Lu Chengfeng finished speaking, he looked down at Xu Xiaoman on the ground and saw that her entire face had turned purple.

She looked like she was actually suffocating!

"Student Xiaoman? That's enough; you don't need to act so realistically." Lu Chengfeng hurriedly patted Xu Xiaoman's cheek.

"Whew..." Xu Xiaoman let out a long breath, suddenly snapped her upper body up, and gasped heavily for air.

She rubbed her little belly and sighed, "Officer Lu, it's a good thing you spoke up in time!"

Lu Chengfeng was completely dumbfounded.

So, if I hadn't called a stop, you were actually prepared to turn this fake performance into the real thing?

Student Xu Xiaoman, you really are an understanding little assistant.

Forbidden Young Master watched Chen Mo's back and couldn't help but raise his hand and shout, "Captain Chen, you're awesome!"

Little Fatty also gave a thumbs up, while casually eating an orange he had swiped from the Daming Palace.

He said, "Brother Chen, following Brother Chen means eating good!"

Zhang Yichen folded his arms and smiled. "Heh, Chen Yang, your little cub is truly impressive."

"He's not a bit inferior to you."

"You deduced this? How did you deduce it?" Meng Zhou asked, looking puzzled.

"Kiss her. Just one kiss, and you'll know."

Upon hearing this, Meng Zhou immediately understood how Chen Mo had figured it out.

He wished he could tear Chen Mo's mouth apart right then and there.

However, he still wore a look of triumph, the corners of his mouth curling up into a smile. "Don't think you've won, Chen Mo. There's still a ghost out there!"

"You'd better consider how you're going to die first. Oh! How about this?"

"I'll tie you to the ceiling, buy a bunch of HP recovery potions, and then we'll take turns killing you. When you're about to die, I'll restore your health, and then kill you again."

"I don't think that's enough to vent my hatred," Chen Mo said, his tone calm as he described it.

Meng Zhou gulped hard; at that moment, he was genuinely afraid of the man before him.

"Let's start by draining some of your blood." Chen Mo raised the bone-scraping knife and slashed down at Meng Zhou's arm.

At that moment, Meng Zhou's eyes bulged, his neck strained, and his pupils filled with bloodshot veins.

He threw his head back and screamed toward the cave entrance.

"Priest! Save me! Kill them!"

"Not good!" Chen Mo quickly raised his blade and stabbed down with all his might. But he was a step too late.

The sound of pages of a Bible turning echoed in their ears. Meng Zhou's figure instantly turned into a phantom and vanished from where he stood.

The bone-scraping knife pierced into the rock wall.

Immediately after, a sinister laugh suddenly came from outside the cave.

A man with disheveled hair, clutching a jungle machete, stood at the entrance.

The moonlight shone down, illuminating his cold, chilling smile.

"Hehehe, little mice, I've arrived!"

It was impossible for The Artist to enter the cave.

Yet, everyone watched in disbelief as The Artist took a step forward and crossed into the cave.

In an instant, everything became clear to Chen Mo.

With a wave of his hand, a white cloak draped over his shoulders, and he gripped the fallen angel tightly, purple lightning gathering at its tip.

"Everyone, get ready to fight! Little Brother Ghost is the Priest!"