There's definitely something wrong with this murder mystery game Chapter 229

Chapter 229: Chapter 217: Not a single fighter in sight Chapter 229: Chapter 217: Not a single fighter in sight The Capital Commandant hadn’t had the opportunity to comnce a carpet search of the surrounding area because he had received a ssage.

A patrol soldier, threatened, had found him to deliver a ssage—he had encountered the adjutant, and the latter had invited the Capital Commandant to a certain street, a certain alley, a certain room for negotiations.

The matter was related to the North.

When the Capital Commandant heard the first part of the ssage, he had been about to take a large troop to surround and annihilate, but the second part made him pause.

Agents engaged in espionage activities usually had the determination of those expecting to die, and capturing them alone probably wouldn’t suffice as leverage for blackmail unless their identity was special.

So after thinking impassively for a while, the Capital Commandant sent soone to that place to reply.

And so, a certain street, a certain alley, a certain room.

...

Half a mont after the ssenger had shouted his ssage and left, two figures erged in the empty house.

“To have us go to the Five-star Hotel, isn’t this just a roundabout way of walking into a trap?

What is he thinking?!” the Male Waiter said incredulously.

“What are you thinking?”

The adjutant looked at him as if he were an idiot, “If the Capital Commandant truly wanted to capture us, the person who would have co just now wouldn’t be a ssenger with ambiguous intentions but rather an ard force complete with tanks!”

Male Waiter: “…”

While speaking, the adjutant narrowed his eyes slightly, “Moreover, the Capital Commandant himself is inherently cautious and suspicious.

It would be even stranger for him to willingly co to us.

That he would make such a request is actually within reason.”

Then, it was the Male Waiter’s turn to look down on him, “Is that not just Stockholm syndro?”

The adjutant glanced at him, “What’s that?”

Male Waiter: “…”

He thought about it but decided not to explain.

In any case, it was inevitable that one side would have to take a risk, and at this critical juncture, the Capital Commandant was still only sending ssages to change the location of the negotiation, which clearly indicated his firm stance.

The adjutant felt slightly irritable inside.

If they didn’t have the mission, they could completely ignore the problem of the thirteenth district, but there was indeed a mission that necessitated their interaction.

And now there wasn’t ti to waste.

After a while, the adjutant said quite displeased, “Forget it, let’s go to the Five-star Hotel.”

The Male Waiter grimaced and uttered an “Ah.”

…

…

Five-star Hotel.

The Capital Commandant walked out of the alley with a cold face, and as soon as he caught sight of the light from the room on the third floor of the hotel, he keenly sensed sothing was amiss.

As expected, upon reaching the entrance, the secretary who had been left to manage the hotel affairs ca to et him.

Room 304 had been infiltrated by unidentified persons, and although the infiltrator hadn’t been found, the patrolling forces outside the hotel had provided so information—they had seen a blind girl appearing nearby, and it was unknown whether it was her.

The Capital Commandant stared expressionlessly at the secretary relaying the report and suddenly realized profoundly the aning of “not a single capable fighter at hand.”

Had the hotel almost been turned into a sieve?

If the adjutant had been there, at least he could have put up a fight, right?

And why hadn’t they imdiately captured soone who looked suspicious, had the whole useless lot outside also gone blind?!

However, upon hearing “girl,” the Capital Commandant thought of the mysterious young girl who had disappeared behind the tree in the courtyard before.

Maybe it was the sa person?

Then, what could the other party’s objective be?

The Capital Commandant, repressing his irritation, arrived at Room 304 and saw that Special Envoy and Doctor Kong were still leaning against the sofa, unconscious.

The bandaging on Doctor Kong’s leg was clearly not self-applied.

At that ti, after the girl had left, soldiers who heard noises from other parts of the hotel rushed to check the situation.

Initially, they assud that a fight had broken out in Room 303, as dead bodies littered the floor.

But it was only after dealing with the corpses and assigning new guards that they realized sothing also seed amiss in the opposite room, 304.

No one answered their knocks, so the soldiers cautiously entered the room to discover three people lying there, simply passed out, without serious harm.

At the sa ti, there were traces of the room having been rifled through.

“Are you all idiots?” Capital Commandant looked coldly at the group of guards, the sharp intent to kill in his eyes almost materializing!

Those around him trembled violently, nearly burying their heads into the ground, and no one dared to speak out.

The Capital Commandant’s gaze was stern, his fingers twitched as if he wanted to give in to the impulse to deal with his subordinates himself, but he ultimately refrained.

At this mont, Special Envoy’s body moved slightly, and she struggled awake.

Her consciousness seed to still be in the mont before she lost consciousness, imdiately assuming a defensive posture until she saw the Capital Commandant standing before her, his expression cold.

Special Envoy swept her gaze around the room and then relaxed, collapsing on the sofa as if exhausted.

“What happened?” asked the Capital Commandant as he looked at her.

The soldier by the door had also just awakened, but knew nothing, nearly getting blasted by the Capital Commandant, so the latter now hoped to get so information from Special Envoy, who was clearly far more capable than these n.

However, Special Envoy, pressing at her temple, shook her head weakly.

“I don’t know either,” she said, breathless, “I didn’t see the attacker, and I didn’t even notice how the person made their move.

It might have been so Mysterious dicine…”

As she spoke, her gaze shifted to Doctor Kong, who was still unconscious across from her.

Her injuries were treated by the assailant, so it would have been easy for them to tamper with her in advance.

But why did Doctor Kong seem to be in worse shape than her?

Had he even managed to bandage his wounds before losing consciousness?

The Capital Commandant followed her gaze and said calmly, “Wake him up.”

Soon, a soldier fetched a basin of cold water from the bathroom and splashed it down.

But Doctor Kong remained unconscious.

Indeed, reviving an unconscious person with cold water is quite unrealistic; this only works on soone who is lightly sleeping.

If it were up to a doctor, there would be many ways to awaken soone truly unconscious or feigning sleep, such as how Doctor Kong had previously forced the severely wounded Special Envoy to co to her senses — but clearly, no one else present possessed that ability.

For a mont, the atmosphere in the room turned eerily silent.

Capital Commandant expressionlessly drew his handgun.

Seeing this, Special Envoy, truly at a loss for words, tugged at the corner of her mouth.

“No matter where you shoot him now, he’s probably not only going to fail to wake up, but he’ll also ‘go offline’ on the spot.

Oh, that ans he’ll die outright.”

Even as Capital Commandant seed eager to test this, so disturbance arose from outside the hotel.

A soldier hurried over, whispering sothing in the Capital Commandant’s ear.

Special Envoy, sharp-eyed, vaguely made out the words “adjutant,” “across the street,” and “waiting” from the lips that weren’t covered, and it wasn’t difficult to conjecture the general situation.

Capital Commandant regained his impassive expression, holstered his handgun, and walked away with large strides, not once looking back at the sofa.

…

The Capital Commandant would not risk himself, hence he refused to go to the place arranged by the adjutant for negotiations.

The adjutant, although having said he would co to the Five-star Hotel, would also not willingly walk into a trap, so both parties compromised and chose to et in a restaurant across the main street of the hotel.

From a distance, the two of them saw the tall and imposing figure walk out of the hotel’s main entrance.

From afar, the Male Waiter felt as though he was seeing a tank rolling towards him.