There's definitely something wrong with this murder mystery game

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Click.

[You have entered the theater.]

Xu Shuo opened his eyes, his posture still maintaining the motion of raising his hand to take something, but now it became somewhat stiff. Then, as if jolted, he suddenly snapped back to reality.

This was a kitchen.

But not the kitchen in his house.

Xu Shuo lowered his hand, looking around in surprise, not quite understanding how he had changed kitchens in the blink of an eye.

And just now, did he seem to hear a voice?

It appeared that he had entered some place.

[The Scripted Murder Game project "Rainy Night Villa" will soon begin. Since this theater is a tutorial for beginners, please proceed to the hall immediately for the gathering.]

Suddenly, a text appeared before Xu Shuo's eyes, and at the same time, that icy voice sounded again.

After it finished speaking, a 3D virtual arrow appeared in front of him, seemingly guiding him to the hall where the gathering was to take place.

Looking at the scene before him, Xu Shuo was stunned.

Scripted Murder Game?

Player?

Regardless of what exactly was going on, this inexplicable situation seemed to reek of a Reincarnator's presence!

Xu Shuo did not hurry out of the kitchen. He first examined his current appearance, clothed in a white chef's uniform and wearing a hat, seemingly in the role of a chef.

Then, he pulled a kitchen knife from the rack and carefully examined the smooth blade, finding his appearance seemed unchanged.

Putting down the knife, Xu Shuo thought for a moment, raised his right hand to feel his left arm, and then bit down hard when the flesh was unprepared.

"Hiss..."

Xu Shuo sharply inhaled a breath of cold air.

Forget it, he'd better head to the hall to gather.

The kitchen was very close to the hall; he had already heard surprised voices coming from outside just now. When he went outside, he saw four other people, one man and three women.

Judging by their confused looks, they seemed to have arrived here as suddenly as he had.

When Xu Shuo appeared, all four turned their gazes towards him, their eyes filled with suspicion and wariness.

Hm? So, should he greet them?

Xu Shuo touched his chin, pondering.

Just then, another man with a puzzled face came around the corridor corner, and in a flash, including Xu Shuo, all five pairs of eyes turned towards him.

"Eh?!" The man seemed startled.

Seeing his reaction, everyone turned their gazes away.

One of the girls, who was holding a sketchbook and dressed in a cute pinafore, complained anxiously, "What's going on? Are you filming a show or something? How did I suddenly end up here?"

"Did you guys hear that voice just now?" said the woman sitting on the sofa, dressed in a black dress, with a frown.

"Yes! Something about a Scripted Murder Game!"

The man dressed in plain clothes hurriedly said, "I've heard of this game, so is this some kind of tv show about a Scripted Murder Game?"

It seemed that some people still didn't believe they had encountered a mysterious event.

Xu Shuo didn't feel like standing, so he simply went to the sofa, found a spot to sit, and the woman in the black dress glanced at him before looking away again.

"Have you seen any show that can teleport you while you're eating?" the woman said with scornful laughter.

Hearing this sarcastic remark, the man seemed to think of something and looked a bit embarrassed.

At that moment, the girl holding the sketchbook said impatiently, "I was out shopping with a friend when I suddenly ended up here, I have no idea what happened."

Once someone started sharing, everyone began to talk about their own situations.

"I... I was taking a shower," another plainly dressed girl said, and shyly lowered her head.

"I was cooking," Xu Shuo stated briefly, which seemed quite convincing considering the chef's outfit he was wearing.

Even though Xu Shuo wasn't wearing this outfit at the time.

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The man who walked out last was dressed in a work vest, with a DSLR camera hanging on his chest, and said with a worried look, "I was working overtime at my company at the time."

The moment they were suddenly transported to another place, it was clear that there was no common feature in what each of them was doing, the only similarity perhaps being the inexplicable same point in time.

"Welcome to Script Space."

That cold voice resonated in their minds once again.

The group exchanged looks with each other, and soon after, the white walls of the hall displayed lines of text, appearing alongside the voice.

"Script Space is primarily a venue for the play of Scripted Murder Games, you are all selected players with potential, and once you enter the performance theater, you cannot leave halfway, you must complete the main tasks until the script concludes."

"This theater will begin in ten minutes, given that this is a novice player's theater, each of you may ask the system questions during the game on the condition they do not spoil the script."

"The script has been distributed to your Player's Handbook, I wish all players an enjoyable performance experience!"

After that final phrase, the voice disappeared.

At the same time, the group inexplicably sensed something new in their minds, a profound and indescribable sensation.

"But I've never played a Scripted Murder Game before!" The girl, who was taking a shower when she arrived, said anxiously after a moment of silence in the hall.

"I haven't either."

"Me neither."

"..."

Suddenly, out of the six people present, five stated they had never played a Scripted Murder Game before.

The only woman who had, wearing a black long dress, looked at them incredulously, "Really? This game is so well-known, and you've never played it?!"

Xu Shuo looked at her and suddenly said, "I've learned some rules, and I've watched similar variety shows, but I've never actually played."

At that moment, the girl holding a sketchbook snorted, "I've seen my friends play, but I never participated."

The woman turned to the other three people, but they all just awkwardly shook their heads, clearly having no clue how to play the game.

"Since you've played it, why don't you explain it to us?" The girl with the sketchbook pursed her lips and spoke in a rather irritable tone.

She just didn't like the high-and-mighty attitude of the woman, especially the smug expression that almost burst forth when she heard they had never played the game.

It's just a game. If you've never played, you've never played, who cares, humph!

"It's no big deal to explain it to you."

The woman in the black dress gave her a look, sat down on the sofa, casually crossed her legs, seemingly offhand, "Actually, Scripted Murder Games are quite simple, there are many types of scripts, and different scripts have different gameplay. But all this is not necessary for you newbies to understand right now."

"Can you at least explain what we need to know for now?" At that moment, another girl couldn't help interrupting her.

They only had ten minutes to become familiar with this, and they did not want to spend half that time listening to this "seasoned player" flaunt her knowledge of the game.

Clearly, as they encountered this unknown event, the restlessness brought about by unease quickly spread among them.

The woman in the black dress looked at them, put down her legs, and spoke casually, "Fine then, you guys first take a look at the synopsis of the script. Usually, beginner tutorials are quite straightforward, just follow the story to find the killer, and after you've read it, I'll teach you how to proceed."

Hearing her say this, the group momentarily set aside their resentment and with the remembrance of the script, that mystical sensation appeared in their minds again.

Xu Shuo saw a paper book appear seemingly out of thin air before his eyes.

And judging from everyone's surprised expressions, it seemed that something similar had appeared in front of them too, but they couldn't see each other's version.

The first page of the book was the title of this Scripted Murder Game "Rainy Night Villa."

Using his thoughts to control it, Xu Shuo quickly flipped through and finished reading the background of the story, then looked at the information about the character he was to portray in the script.

Then, his expression became slightly odd.

That long block of text, no matter how he looked at it, from every angle, even after scrutinizing it for a long time, he could only discern two words in between lines—murderer!

Xu Shuo stared at the method of the crime, immersed in thought.

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