Becoming the Guide of the Mysophobic Villain? Absolutely Not! - Chapter 223
Curiosity got the better of me, and I ended up gawking at him too openly.
The old man’s expression gradually grew more peculiar as he faced me. He seemed puzzled because I wasn’t answering his question and was just staring at him.
Just then, Epine urged me.
“Rose, you need to answer…”
“Oh! Y-Yes…”
Finally, I snapped back to reality. He had asked me a question, and now it was my turn to answer.
But… what was the question again?
Because of the ingrained Confucian manners ingrained into me as a Korean person in the past, I couldn’t just confess to the old man that I hadn’t been listening to a word he said.
I glanced around, trying to figure out the context for an appropriate answer…
The scene before me was certainly different from the usual classes I attended.
The first thing that caught my eye was a model of the city, resembling a miniature version of Arteon’s capital.
Landmarks like the clock tower, the square, and the park were intricately detailed, and little human figures were placed all over the model.
However, none of the figures were intact.
Some had arms or legs torn off, and some were just torsos or lower bodies.
Upon closer inspection, I noticed tags attached to the figures, noting their date of death, cause of death, and other clues.
So… it was some kind of mystery game.
A mysterious murder had occurred! Who is the culprit? Look at the scene depicted in the model and deduce the answer.
In other words, the city model represented the crime scene, the figures were the victims, and the tags provided clues for solving the mystery.
In my past life, I quite enjoyed such deduction games. I started examining the clues with great interest…
…but I had no idea.
Despite being known for my sharp mind! I couldn’t let myself be defeated by a simple deduction game!
Frowning deeply and glaring at the scene didn’t help. I couldn’t figure it out.
I hesitated, unable to answer quickly, and the people watching began to grow restless.
The old man waiting for my answer was no exception.
“It seems the question might have been too frightening for a young lady like yourself. Never mind, let’s move on…”
“What about the blood?”
The words came out impulsively.
The old man, who had been about to move on, stopped in his tracks.
“…What did you say?”
“There’s too little information. How did the blood flow and coagulate, what was the shape of the cut… Do we not have any more specific details?”
Ignoring the old man’s piercing gaze, I pressed on.
His expression became rather enigmatic and strange.
We stared at each other for a moment…
“Miss Valentine! You must deduce with the clues provided! How can you demand more information just for yourself? At the very least, like the other students, you should have guessed it might be the work of a mutant hiding in the capital!”
It was the Center Director, visibly flustered, who suddenly interrupted.
…Wait, the Center Director? Why’s the director here for this class?
Though I was confused, I also felt wronged.
“But… the conclusions vary drastically depending on the details. How can I make an accurate deduction without them?”
“How different could it be!”
“It could be drastically different. Whether it’s the work of a highly intelligent mutant that sneaked into the capital or something orchestrated by a person… how can we know with just these surface-level details…?”
“Isn’t it written in the clues! All the victims’ bodies had bite marks confirmed to be from mutants! So, of course, it must be the work of mutants, not humans!”
“But it could be otherwise… Maybe someone staged it to blame the mutants.”
The Center Director’s face turned a deep, angry red. Though my voice was small, I didn’t back down, and the director was furious at my persistent responses.
“Then give an example. In what scenario could a person kill another and leave mutant bite marks on the body!”
