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There's definitely something wrong with this murder mystery game

``` Entering the world of the Scripted Murder Game isn't scary. Playing the role of the murderer is still doable. Playing the role of the victim is fine. Playing the role of a girl is manageable. Even if you have to deal with dark, strange monsters, and accidentally get tainted by them, it's no big deal. Shuo looked at the script in his hand and felt that he could still play the part! … But after adding a bunch of teammates with mental issues, he felt that he couldn't go on acting. This script is a bit off too! Shuo, "Can we not have a murderer, a victim, a girl, or psychos, and just have a normal person?" … —————— 【Non-traditional Scripted Murder Mystery Game】 【Attention: The plot will gradually shift from normal to bizarre, focusing on tasks. Each Scripted Murder Game script is original, not fan-made. Non-original scripts will be indicated.】 【Ensemble cast, with undercovers, role-playing, disguises, no female lead.】 ```

Mid spring, tenth month · Horreur
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Chapter 49 "The Fifth Hospital

It's commonly said that you should not reason with a madman who's lost their senses; right now, Luo Kun is that utterly uninhibited madman.

The world's chaos didn't matter to him. He wished for it to be even more chaotic and even fan the flames with great relish, hoping everyone would fall into the abyss of their obsessions.

What's worse is that when a madman plays a game, he includes himself in it as well.

Therefore, you have nothing with which you can threaten him.

In that moment, the only one overjoyed at the scene was the janitor, who even wanted to rush over and hasten Luo Kun's death.

"Everyone wants to escape this hospital or destroy this place," Xu Shuo approached him leisurely, chuckling softly, "So, Director Zhang, what are you thinking?"

"I am a doctor here, and it's my responsibility to protect every patient in this place." Director Zhang lowered his hand holding the gun, the light in his eyes now dead and dim, expressionlessly staring at him.