novelraw Chapter 51 : Who Is the Werewolf?
Chapter 51 : Who Is the Werewolf?
Chapter 51: Who Is the Werewolf?
The death notification of 【Thunder God】 plunged every surviving player in the base—who had barely recovered from Shiyuan’s death—into an even greater terror.
Inside the heavily guarded 869 Bureau base, a powerful lightning-wielding Transcendent had died—just like that.
Not even bones were left.
What did that mean?
It meant that the 【Shadow】 player hiding among them had been able to kill someone as powerful as 【Thunder God】 right under the officials’ noses!
The authorities could not be trusted at all!
Fear, suspicion, and cowardice spread wildly through the hearts of the surviving 【Radiance】 players.
The so-called safety guarantees and strong backing promised by the officials now looked like nothing but a joke to every 【Radiance】 player.
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“Report! An extremely high-intensity lightning reaction detected at the scene!”
“Report, surveillance shows a massive lightning strike hitting Comrade Qi Jiang’s rest chamber!”
“Report, surveillance confirms that after Comrade Qi Jiang entered his room, no one else went in…”
Qi Jiang’s sudden death completely disrupted Chen Mo and the others’ rhythm and reasoning.
All of their earlier suspicions and hypotheses, built on the idea that Qi Jiang was the killer, had to be overturned.
After all, it had now been confirmed that Qi Jiang belonged to Radiance. He had no reason to kill Hailan. Which meant—the killer was still among the remaining players!
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To regain control of the rapidly collapsing situation, Chen Mo issued new orders.
All surviving players were immediately escorted back to their individual rooms for top-level isolation.
Each room was equipped with twenty-four-hour, blind-spot-free surveillance and guarded outside by dozens of armed soldiers.
No one was allowed to leave their room without permission. All food was delivered uniformly by robots.
Chen Mo tried to use this strictest method to prevent the mole’s next move.
However, to the remaining players, this only confirmed their growing belief—that the officials had already lost control of the situation.
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After Qi Jiang’s death, Chen Mo urgently convened a case analysis meeting.
“How could this happen? We just suspected Qi Jiang, and now he’s dead?”
“Could it be that there’s a mole among us who got the news early and silenced Qi Jiang!?”
“Damn it, the clue we finally found just got cut off like this…”
Facing their doubts, Chen Mo made a decisive call. “From now on, everyone present—including me—must undergo the strictest psychological tests and genetic sequence verification!”
“We have to make sure there’s no mole among us—or anyone under the influence of Transcendent abilities!”
After enduring the most rigorous psychological and genetic tests, confirming that everyone present was mentally stable and hadn’t been replaced, the group resumed their discussion.
But arguments flared endlessly without consensus, until a top criminal psychology expert proposed a theory.
“...Based on the scene, the person who killed Qi Jiang had the ability to control lightning!”
“First, we can rule out Qi Jiang killing himself, which means the killer also had the power to manipulate lightning.”
“But among the remaining players, none possess lightning abilities—which suggests there’s a 【Shadow】 player capable of imitating others’ powers…”
“First, he mimicked 【Time Walker】 Shiyuan’s ability to kill 【Sea Demon】 Hailan in the conference room, perfectly framing Shiyuan for it.”
“After Shiyuan’s death, when we realized he wasn’t the killer, our suspicion turned to Qi Jiang.”
“Then, he mimicked 【Thunder God】’s ability to kill Qi Jiang.”
“He must be among the remaining players!”
Although the theory sounded absurd, amid this bizarre chain of murders, it was the only explanation that fit every piece of evidence.
Among these players, there had to be a 【Shadow】 capable of freely mimicking others’ powers!
Chen Mo’s eyes were cold. “Even if we have to turn this entire base upside down, we must find him!”
That conclusion made the authorities scrutinize every player carefully.
That 【Forest Whisperer】 Bai Yu—could his gentle demeanor be nothing more than an act?
That impulsive and reckless 【Singer】 Meng Chao—could his brashness be deliberate performance?
That always-cold 【Frost Whisperer】 Chu Hanyue—what might be hiding beneath her icy indifference?
Even the righteous-looking 【Gun God】 Li Wei—could he actually be the one playing the deepest role of all?
At that moment, the chain of trust shattered completely.
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The remaining players, including Li Wei, were “protected”—in truth, imprisoned—in their separate rooms.
Li Wei locked himself inside, haunted by the shocked and unwilling look in Shiyuan’s eyes before his death—a venomous thorn buried deep in his heart.
He began to doubt everything he had done.
His so-called justice had turned out to be nothing but a blade wielded by the true enemy.
He even began to doubt Chen Mo, and the entire Bureau of Transcendent Affairs.
Could they really be trusted?
Were they really capable of protecting anyone?
He didn’t know.
He only knew one thing—he could no longer trust anyone easily.
He had to rely on his own strength to find the true killer, to avenge both Hailan and the Shiyuan he had personally killed.
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Inside Chu Hanyue’s room, the temperature had dropped below zero.
She had encased herself in a thick layer of ice crystals, like a sleeping beauty sealed inside an ice coffin.
Freezing cold seeped outward from her room, covering the corridor outside with a thin frost.
It was the safest defense she could think of.
Anyone who tried to approach her would be instantly frozen by that bone-piercing chill.
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Bai Yu’s room, meanwhile, had turned into a miniature tropical rainforest.
Countless thick vines grew from the walls and floor, coiling like giant pythons to wrap the room in an impenetrable tangle.
Any faint sound or vibration would trigger the vines’ frenzied attacks.
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Gu Fan, on the other hand, had locked himself in his room, painting madly.
On his paper were hideous monsters with countless compound eyes and grotesque bodies.
He poured all his fear and unease into these paintings.
Then, as he stared at them, a glimmer of madness flickered in his eyes.
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And Meng Chao, the hot-tempered rock singer, paced endlessly in his room.
He used sound waves to shatter everything around him into dust—trying to vent his fear and anger in the most primal way.
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Yun Ge watched with amusement as the 869 Bureau base descended further into suspicion and panic on the light screen.
He watched those players’ pitiful, panicked reactions, and the frustration and helplessness written all over Chen Mo’s face, smiling in satisfaction.
“Now that’s more like it.”
“This is what the ‘Game of Gods’ is supposed to look like.”
Gracefully, he poured himself a glass of red wine and swirled it lightly.
“So-called order, unity, and trust—all so fragile before the fear of death.”
“Let’s see what kind of brilliant play you all can perform in this dark forest of mutual suspicion.”
He raised his glass toward the screen in a distant toast.
“To the fragility of human nature.”