Chapter 322: 253, Werewolf Kill
In the group chat, everyone was caught off guard by the simultaneous appearance of two Devil’s Stamp holders.
Mainly because they had previously treated this place purely as a platform for communication, they hadn’t expected that so many tricks could still be played out.
“Chen, the Devil’s Stamp holder has already come forward, what do you plan to do next?” Nan Gengchen asked.
“Since he can’t stand someone impersonating him, we obviously have to continue impersonating,” Qing Chen glanced at Nan Gengchen, “Although I don’t know who he is, or where he is, what the enemy hates is what we should do.”
Nan Gengchen asked curiously, “Chen, do you need me to cooperate with anything?”
Qing Chen sat calmly on the sofa, typing on his phone and responded, “I do.”
“But now that he has come out to clarify, you can’t keep impersonating him,” Nan Gengchen said.
“Just because he says he is, does that make it so?” Qing Chen responded without even lifting his head.
Huan Yu asked interestedly in the group chat, “Why do you want to impersonate me?”
In the group, Qing Chen replied off-topic, “Do you want to be my slave? Hehe.”
Huan Yu responded, “You don’t need to deliberately imitate the way I talk. No matter how much an imitator learns, they can’t really become me.”
At that moment, ‘a little duck’ who had been silent spoke up, “But Huan Yu, you don’t include ‘hehe’ when you talk, and he does.”
Huan Yu was clearly stunned for a moment; he now spoke without adding ‘hehe’, purely because someone had previously disgusted him with it.
But he hadn’t expected that this would actually become evidence for others impersonating him, others adding ‘hehe’ to their speech, while he no longer did.
Huan Yu sat stunned in front of a floor-to-ceiling window, pondering for a long time without knowing how to refute what the little duck had said.
Eventually, he explained seriously, “I don’t say ‘hehe’ because someone used to mimic the way I talk, and I disdain to be like him, so I stopped saying it.”
When Nan Gengchen saw this sentence, he immediately looked up at Qing Chen.
Being one of the closest people to Qing Chen now, he naturally knew what Qing Chen had written to Huan Yu in the letters.
Now, Qing Chen was seemingly on the verge of curing Huan Yu’s mental disorder with just a few letters…
In the group, Qing Chen said to Huan Yu, “I can prove I’m a Devil’s Stamp holder, can you?”
Huan Yu became interested, “How will you prove it?”
Qing Chen continued in the group, “Li Si, I’ve written letters to you, inviting you to join me, right? Hehe.”
Li Si was stunned in front of his phone, “It really was you.”
Nan Gengchen became puzzled, “Chen, Li Si is also your man?”
“No,” Qing Chen shook his head, “I was just guessing that this Devil’s Stamp holder had invited many people, it’s this person’s behavioral habit.”
Wang Yun, Qing Chen, and Liu Dezhu, had all received such letters.
At that moment, Huan Yu calmly sent a message, “I’ve invited many people, this doesn’t prove anything.”
“I once wrote a letter to Yue Er, stating that I could give him a complete set of Genetic Potion, right, Yue Er? Hehe,” Qing Chen replied.
Yue Er, “So it really was you.”
Huan Yu suddenly found the situation amusing, he had said these lines to many people.
This time, Qing Chen demonstrated with his actions how terrifying it could be once one’s behavioral patterns were captured by someone determined.
Huan Yu even found himself unable to prove his own real identity now!
At this very moment, everyone in the group chat was silently watching this drama unfold, each harboring their own thoughts.
For people like Zheng Yuandong and He Jinqiu, uprooting the power of the Devil’s Stamp holders was one of the things they most wanted to do.
Because this force had threatened social stability multiple times.
For people like Li Si who had received letters, if the Devil’s Stamp holder was identified, it would also resolve their lingering troubles.
So regardless of which one was real and which was fake, they were all happy to watch the drama.
Hidden deep within a small alley behind Los Angeles Lijing Gate, Lu Yuan, Xiao Ying, and a large group of Kunlun members on rotation at the headquarters were now sitting around a phone, all engrossed in watching the real ‘Werewolf Kill’ game playing out in the group chat.
“Who do you think is the real werewolf?” Xiao Ying asked.
Someone thought for a moment and said, “So far, that ‘Ice Eye’ seems a bit more believable. The way he talks includes ‘hehe’, plus the same arrogance and madness? That fits the characteristics of a mentally disturbed person.”
“Right, then take Huan Yu, he talks just like a normal person, without ‘hehe’ either.”
Xiao Ying became puzzled, “That doesn’t make sense either, if Ice Eye is the real Devil’s Stamp holder, then what’s Huan Yu’s motive for claiming it’s actually him?”
Lu Yuan couldn’t listen anymore, “A bunch of idiots, when I was working in criminal investigation, if all under me were like you guys, I’d have fired you all.”
“Oh, does the Road Team have insight?” Xiao Ying asked cheerfully.
“The key point here is actually why Huan Yu would come out and say he’s the holder,” Lu Yuan asked, “If you were the holder, would you argue with others? You definitely wouldn’t, but a high-IQ criminal might. A couple of years ago, I worked on a case where a high-IQ suspect committed seven crimes, and I couldn’t find him. Later, someone imitated his crimes, and when he went to find the imitator, he exposed himself. Such people don’t allow others to tarnish their reputation.”