"He must be mentally unstable, not quite normal, right?"
This time, without waiting for Li Xingwan to speak, Little Mobao stood out. "He’s wearing a patient’s wristband on his wrist."
All eyes looked down, and indeed they saw the frog that was selling out, wearing a luxury watch on his wrist, along with a red wristband next to it.
"This seems to be something that only severely ill people wear."
"Yes," Li Xingwan said. "In mental hospitals, patients who are gravely ill or have serious mental issues wear a red wristband."
The viewers in the live stream: "???"
"How does she know that?"
"And how does Little Mobao know?!"
"This isn’t scientific, fam."
"She’s a lady of a wealthy family; could she have visited a mental hospital?"
"Don’t tell me, she’s going to say next that it was in a movie she’a acted in, and she learned about it there?"
At this point, people were already doubting Li Xingwan’s explanations. Just then, Li Xingwan coughed lightly.
"Pfft!" Everyone spat out blood.
Is that even possible?! They watch TV every day too. How did they never notice such details?!
"We don’t believe it!!!"
"There must be something else!"
"Right, right! Not just TV!"
"There’s more," Li Xingwan added. "The Fu family also owns a mental hospital."
"What? What did Li Xingwan just say?"
"The Fu family owns one too?"
"How is that possible?"
"Why would the Fu family do that?!"
"Cough!" Li Xingwan coughed softly and explained, "It’s a small mental hospital. After Grandma Fu got married to Grandpa Fu, in recent years, she kept forgetting what to send for anniversary gifts, birthday gifts, Valentine’s Day, and the like.
As a result, Grandpa Fu would make a big fuss every three days and a little one every two days, often getting insanely jealous."
"Grandma Fu thought he might have some kind of mental issue, so she built one."
"Pfft!" The viewers in the live stream couldn’t help but burst out laughing.
"Grandma Fu’s move is so slick, isn’t it?"
"First time seeing something ."
"At that age, getting insanely jealous? Send him in!"
She almost had a fit of rage and stood up! What was the point of spilling her secrets in a live stream?!
The point was, she didn’t mention, the old man was always sending her his physique photos!!
He almost pasted his own physique picture on her bedside!
The live stream comments flew across the screen.
"Act up again, husband, and in you go."
"That’ll solve everything!"
The actors in the murder mystery game were almost cracking up. Thankfully they kept their composure.
"So, in your opinion as a nurse?"
"I guess this person’s mental illness might have flared up again, and he couldn’t control It. Or maybe he really loved this concert, so he wanted to commit suicide here. Coincidentally, Mr. Wiggy stumbled upon him."
Darn it, we’ve got an expert here.
Suddenly not sure which way to go.
"Oh, so, so, so... do we need to find Mr. Wiggy first?" The actors were stuttering now.
Normally with this kind of plot development, if it’s just regular customers playing, it might take them two or three hours to even get close to solving it, without finishing the experience.
But this, this, this...
Hold it in! Hold it in!