WOYE Chapter 52 [Fourth Night – Three]

MAY 31, 2022~ 8ONI

Un-edited so please don’t kill me if you find anything wrong, please gently commenting so I can fix it.
Thank you.

(T/N : Alright, so well, beer belly’s corpse is gone so in this chapter Sinian and Chuan’er will dig other’s grave to check so, skip until [] if you are currently eating or just don’t want to read about… grave digging)

There was a look of horror on Li Sinian’s face.

He stepped forwards, kicked away the sands on the pit surface and looked intently at the bottom of the pit.
The human-shaped pit was empty, the sand and gravel cluttered at the bottom of the pit making a mess.

Under the gloomy weather, both of them broke out in cold sweat.
They just stood there, looking at each other, at a loss.

“Find other people’s corpses!” Li Sinian gritted his teeth and went to where the others were buried.
Old Chen and the man who died on the first day were on the left, and then they were arranged in order of death.
Below the beer belly was Zhao Chu and then Mrs.
Song.
Du Chaosheng’s body was still exposed under the window on the first floor of the villa, so he has no grave.

Li Sinian found two stone slabs and the two of them began to dig graves.
Fortunately, the grave was shallow.
Fang Daichuan dug two or three times before felt something hit the bottom of the slabs.
He gently pushed away the sand and saw the corpse in a miserable state lying at the bottom of the pit.

Li Sinian also dug next to him.
Currently it is summer and there is rain.
The corpses that were shot by the head had already begun to decompose, corroding from the area of the wounds, the cloudy fluid from the rotting internal organs gushing out of the cavity from the wounds, and countless tiny maggots crawling around in the wounds.

The two of them fought back nausea to recognize it.
Although it is difficult to recognize the face because of the headshot, it is fortunate that there are old and young, male and female and children on this island.
Everyone’s body shape is not the same, so they could more or less tell who is who.
Fang Daichuan recognized the golden chain beside Mrs.
Song’s body.

“Everyone is accounted for… Only the beer belly’s corpse is gone…” Fang Daichuan slumped on the ground, covered in cold sweat, “He’s not dead? He faked his death and hid on the island and when we were all unguarded, he rushed out to kill others.
Is it just like Agatha’s plot that the person with the intact body is the real murderer?”

Li Sinian squatted down and touched the sand where the body had been buried: “A novel is a fiction, it’s hard to achieve in reality.
There were so many eyes watching, also the next morning, it was me, Liu Xin and Du Chaosheng that carried him out and buried him.
The corpse smelled and there was blood in the mouth and nose.
Look here,” he pointed to a large reef under the sand and there were dark marks on it, like blood mixed with something else, “This should be the blood inside the corpse, mixed with the tissue fluid*; beer belly is really dead.”

https://www.cancer.gov/publications/dictionaries/cancer-terms/def/tissue-fluid

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“Then where did his body go?” Fang Daichuan breaks out in cold sweat.

Li Sinian’s eyes were intense as he slowly shook his head.

Fang Daichuan’s heart was beating so fast and he was completely shaken up, it felt like he became muddle-headed.
It seemed that Li Sinian’s fever had infected him.
He wanted to smoke to calm down, but as soon as he touched his pocket, he remembered that he only brought a pack of cigarettes to the island.
And he smokes a lot during the night’s adventure.
After fumbling for a long time, he only found a half tattered cigarette butt and couldn’t find a lighter.
So he simply tore open the cigarette paper and picked out a few strands of tobacco to chew.

In fact, Fang Daichuan is not a heavy smoker.
He was actually a non-smoker before, but the showbiz is a place with a lot of pressure and he meets a lot of smokers while gathering.
Over the years, he has become more or less addicted.
He didn’t feel it during normal times, but on these occasions he felt the need for a cigarette to ease his spirit.

When I go back, I must quit smoking. Fang Daichuan chewed the bitter tobacco and made up his mind, I need to be able to focus at the critical time.

Wait a minute, Fang Daichuan stared at the remaining cigarette in his fingertips, and a thought suddenly crossed his mind: every room in the villa was prepared with cosmetics and razors, and there were various Chinese and Western brands of wine in Li Sinian’s room, but why were cigarettes not prepared?

“Say, do you think the boss is actually a woman?” Fang Daichuan turned his head and told Li Sinian his speculation.

Li Sinian was confused by the sudden change of topic.

After a while, he frowned: “I think we should figure out these 3 points first.
Now there are three people related to this game.
First, the boss.
Who is the boss? What is the purpose for organising this game? Is the boss among the thirteen of us? Second, who is the one who prepares food and clothing on the fourth floor? This person must have been to the island and is very familiar with the island’s terrain.
Is it the boss? Thirdly, what really happened back then? Was the person who killed my father the boss?”

Fang Daichuan’s head feels like it exploded: “Then…is what I am thinking right?”

“I don’t think so,” Li Sinian closed his eyes and when he opened them again, his expression became extremely grave and the lines on his side face reflected coldly in the drizzle, “No matter how complicated things were back then, in the end there are only two parties – perpetrator and victims.
Now it seems that there must be something wrong with this island, and this problem is likely to be an underwater volcanic eruption that will soon happen, making the person who bought the island – Yang Song’s father, going bankrupt.

According to Liu Xin, the island was originally bought by Du Chaosheng, who was close friends with Niu Nahan, Director of the Exploration Institute.
Yang Song said her father had not read the final exploration report, so do you think it is possible that the Exploration Institute concealed the eruption, giving Du Chaosheng the opportunity to complete the transfer? If that is the case, then it would make sense that Yang Song’s father went to Director Niu and ended up falling off the platform with him.
Was my father silenced because he knew something?

The murderer can only between people who make a killing back then; it is either Du Chaosheng, Liu Xin, or Niu Nahan.”

“But the boss who organised this killing game are definitely not among these three people.
These three definitely don’t want to pull out the events of the past.
The one who organised this killing game should be the victims from that year.
As for the person who placed the drinking water on the fourth floor also can’t be the boss, because this person knows the cave where my father was buried, so whoever it is, is most likely someone related to my father’s death.
In other words, this person is more likely to be the perpetrator of that year’s event.”

Fang Daichuan thought for a while before he figured out the logic.
He pondered for a while before voicing his thought: “It’s really interesting to talk about this behind-the-scenes boss.
If it’s as we guessed, they mixed in with these 13 people that is a bold move.
Buying an island and organising a killing game, the financial and human resources should not be underestimated.
With that said, if you have that much power, it should be easy to find an opportunity to take care of the enemies from that year one by one.
But instead they round up everyone and organise this killing game.
This person seems to have a strong personality.”

Li Sinian turned his head and smiled at him, but didn’t answer.

“Exquisite lifestyle, luxurious and classy decoration and the wine is very tasteful,” Fang Daichuan frowned.
“The more I think about it, the more I think the boss is probably a gorgeous and smart woman.”

“Maybe,” Lisnian sighed as he looked at the looming lighthouse in the distance and listened to the sound of the surging waters, “it doesn’t matter who it is, we need to figure out who the remaining wolves are and to get back alive is what matters.”

Several raptors came barrelling down from the sky, pecking away at the small fish between the waves with a shrill whistle, before raising their long beaks.
Several corpses lined up in front of them and an ominous premonition hung in the air.