Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 353 Disgust

A loud bang.

The male player was suddenly kicked backward and fell to the ground. Sharp shards of glass pierced his skin, causing him to scream in pain.

"Who the hell is that?! Who dares to kick me—"

The male player's voice stopped abruptly when he saw who had kicked him.

Lu Chusheng stared blankly into the male player's eyes, his cold face filled with icy indifference.

“I think I’ve said this more than once,” Lu Chusheng’s voice was as cold as a knife:

"In the game, I don't care what you're thinking or what you want to do, but as long as you're in front of me, try your best to suppress any thoughts of stealing other people's things."

The male player was somewhat unconvinced. He suppressed his fear and looked up, saying:

"I... I just want something, I'm poisoned—"

"She was also poisoned."

Lu Chusheng interrupted the male player, lowered his head slightly, and his cold eyes were somewhat eerie under the light.

"I know what you want to say."

Lu Chusheng: "If you want to live, you can steal what others have worked so hard to get. I can understand that, but at the same time, I can't comprehend it."

“She got it, so it’s hers.”

Don't you understand this simple principle?

"..."

The male player couldn't utter a string of profanities. He didn't dare to look Lu Chusheng in the eye and could only sit motionless with his head down and hands trembling.

Not far away, the female player, who had been beaten and was bleeding from the head, wiped the blood off her face haphazardly, and ran towards the stairs without looking back, clutching the things in her arms.

Yu Shijiu glanced at her staggering figure and raised an eyebrow.

He could only say that the female player was luckier.

Lu Chusheng happened to see it, and how could the meddlesome Captain Lu not care?

"..."

Not to mention Lu Chusheng, even his feet were a little itchy just now.

Although it's strange, it's not entirely incomprehensible.

Lu Chusheng has always been a busybody.

Yu Shijiu silently repeated the sentence in his heart.

After the male player got up and ran away, Yu Shijiu slowly cleared his throat:

"Aren't you tired of doing this all the time?"

"Not tired."

Lu Chusheng straightened up and picked up a hair clip from under his feet.

The hair clip was somewhat worn, and most of the fine zircon stones that adorned it had fallen off. The remaining ones were barely hanging on, offering no aesthetic appeal.

It fell from the head of the female player when she stood up.

"I know that female player."

Lu Chusheng suddenly said.

"?"

Yu Shijiu dragged the large scissors forward and hummed in response.

"She has a son in real life."

Yu Shijiu's steps slowed down.

She said her son was very obedient, had excellent grades, and helped with cleaning every day. He even worked at a restaurant washing dishes to supplement the family income. So even though life was a bit tough, she felt very happy to be alive.

"But she's dead."

Yu Shijiu looked left and right, and when he saw that almost every room had players fighting over "body parts", he turned his attention away with little interest.

"She was stabbed to death on her way to pick up her son from evening self-study."

Lu Chusheng's voice came from behind, "Judging from what she said, it seems that a mental patient escaped from the hospital and started killing indiscriminately."

"No wonder."

Yu Shijiu clicked his tongue as he recalled the look the female player gave him when she left.

"No wonder she looked at me with such fear; was she afraid I would stab her in the back too?"

"..." Lu Chusheng was speechless for a moment, "Don't think like that."

"Then what should I think?"

Yu Shijiu turned around and glanced at him, her round almond-shaped eyes gleaming with a clear light under the lamp.

"I am mentally ill."

Yu Shijiu said, "She's right to be afraid of me."

The boy's smile grew wider and wider, revealing a mouthful of neat, white teeth. Suddenly, as if struck by a thought, he laughed so hard he bent over backwards until he burped.

"Hahaha hiccup—" Yu Shijiu propped himself up against the wall with a pair of large scissors, laughing and hiccuping incessantly.

"So what if I'm mentally ill?" He shrugged nonchalantly and let out a burp that tasted like a bear biscuit.

"I'm used to it."

He had heard this kind of talk countless times since he was a child.

It's like asking, what's the point of a mentally ill person still being alive? Good heavens, did he kill his mother with his own hands? Or, no wonder his father sent him to a sanatorium—he's a mentally ill murderer who killed his mother…

Too much is too much.

Just thinking about it casually is enough to make Yu Shijiu burst out laughing.

It's ridiculous.

It's so funny that his hands are itching to do it now.

Yu Shijiu rubbed his itchy, trembling fingertips, suddenly wishing time could go faster, just a little faster.

Why haven't the butlers let the "ladies" in yet? Is it not time yet?

It should be soon—

"Let's go."

Lu Chusheng suddenly stepped forward and grasped his hand.

The latter's hand was warm and radiant, and the steady heat gradually calmed Yu Shijiu's cold, trembling hand.

"If you don't want to look for Mr. Xiao and the others, we can go downstairs and wait for the next part of the plot to begin."

Lu Chusheng said.

"..." Yu Shijiu turned her head away from him, "Who said we weren't going to look for them?"

He showed no intention of pulling his hand away.

Yu Shijiu said, "I have no interest in the antidote soup, nor in the disgusting Mr. Xiao and Young Master, but Miss, I still want to find her."

It wasn't for the antidote soup, it was simply out of curiosity.

Yu Shijiu still remembered what was written in the diary she had seen that afternoon.

"The young lady and the butler's daughter were very likely once good friends."

Of course, the friendship is only a possibility.

How could an orphan abandoned by his mother (despite a misunderstanding) and a pampered young lady become true friends?

But to be honest, it sounds pretty far-fetched that the butler was able to discover that one of the "ladies" was his daughter.

How could it be such a coincidence that I received the photos sent by the investigator?

Yu Shijiu suspected there was more to the story.

He was quite curious, so the young lady couldn't be found by anyone else.

Miss, only he can find it.

"How about we guess which room the young lady is in, Captain Lu?"

“…” Lu Chusheng did not hesitate: “The Madam’s room.”

cut.

Yu Shijiu snorted, "How boring, just like I guessed."

"Then in the study?"

Lu Chusheng's lips curled slightly, and his gaze lingered on the two people's clasped hands for a very short time.

"...There's no need to lie like that," Yu Shijiu retorted.

"Miss looks like she hates the study. I even think she might hate Mr. Xiao."

"Is it also intuition?"

Lu Chusheng asked.

"Hmm... I guess not?"

Yu Shijiu thought for a moment, "You could say that. I sensed in her a similar feeling to mine—a loathing of the role of father?"