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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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421 Chs

Chapter 61: Classic Triple Choice

The next morning, a light rain continued to fall.

The sky remained gloomy, with dark clouds amassed above the city, raining down droplets densely, though the downpour was not as heavy as the previous night.

After a night of heavy rain, the streets were flooded, and the area beneath the buildings in the urban village had turned into a swift stream.

Xu Shuo had watched videos all night, and by morning, he had finally managed to apply makeup that looked passable, making his complexion appear much healthier.

Then, he picked out a black long-sleeved dance outfit for himself, complete with white thigh-high socks and a white tulle skirt puffed up at the bottom. The color scheme should also help conceal any abnormalities in his body.

He hoped that today, he would be able to successfully choose one of the three people.

After getting ready, Xu Shuo stood downstairs in a white long dress and black leather shoes, staring into the stream in front of him, lost in thought.