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Clown Game

It was one thing to have my hands and feet securely tied, but why was my mouth also sealed? I should at least have been able to make a noise! Why was I confined in a mental asylum? Why did it seem like everyone was afraid of me? Why... do I feel like laughing?---------------- This is a story where Holmes and the Joker wreak havoc on the SCP Foundation. I hope everyone will enjoy it!

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Chapter 72: He Only Killed Himself.

At the break of dawn, the quietness of Shell Street gradually gave way to the passing foot traffic.

Chen Xiao rubbed his thumb and pushed open the door to Boss Xiao's coffee shop.

"Hi!~" he greeted with what he considered an enthusiastic tone, then revealed a disgustingly sly grin, while muttering to himself, "Fatso opens up pretty early."

Boss Xiao looked at Chen Xiao's face and said without any niceties, "Your face looks all dark and sallow."

Chen Xiao shrugged and replied, "Hungry, plus I didn't sleep well last night."

Then, he hesitated for a moment, pointed at his dark circles, and asked absurdly, "Do you believe me if I say, under the light, it looks like I've been poisoned?"

Boss Xiao didn't take it to heart and muttered, "How would I know, I've never been poisoned."

Chen Xiao asked again, "Then, if I say a person could die or turn into a vegetable after fainting... you believe that?"