Game of Deception Chapter 89: Brute Force Decryption

Ai Shiping had previously considered the possibility that the water here might not be normal or clean. He had even anticipated that blood might pour out when he turned on the faucet.

But he never expected this kind of thing!

He clutched his phone and fled rapidly, the cara lens shaking violently. As for his original plan of checking where Ming Po went first and then heading the other way, it was completely thrown out the window.

Fleeing for his life ca first!

As for how motion-sick the audience in the livestream room must be right now, that was a matter for later.

On the other side, Ming Po was not in a very good mood.

His expression grew gloomy, the azure radiance flickering unsteadily.

Rationally speaking, he felt that Ai Shiping should not have died so easily.

Because he had not done anything dangerous.

The Ga of Deception was fair.

A ga at the re level of Day's False Gold should not feature traps that instantly kill a person without any warning. The risks and rewards would be completely disproportionate. Any ga should be solvable.

Therefore, Ming Po could roughly guess that they had probably been separated. It was just like in the Deceptive School, where everyone had to experience a solo escape trial. This ga was harder than the Deceptive School, so this part of the puzzle should be harder as well.

Perhaps it was like the Inner World in Silent Hill.

It looked similar to the surface world but contained dangerous monsters and a much more perilous atmosphere.

Since everything was normal on Ming Po's side, it was highly likely that Ai Shiping had been sent into the dangerous Inner World.

By that logic, the Master probably had not died either, but had traveled to the Inner World through so specific thod.

As long as he could find a way to enter the Inner World, he could find that guy.

It was just that...

"... I am a little annoyed."

Ming Po pushed up his glasses, his voice low.

He had brought Ai Shiping to participate in this ga, and he had promised to protect him and guide him through it.

Now Ai Shiping had been sent to a dangerous place to adventure, while he was exploring alone in a safe area.

This disparity made Ming Po feel a bit humiliated.

I said I would carry you, so how did it turn into you carrying ?

Ming Po slowly walked out of the bathroom and began to think seriously. The requirent of this ga was to complete the livestream, which ant his cara likely could not be turned off. He had to keep recording. And from this perspective, perhaps Ai Shiping could see his feed. Or at least the audience could see it, otherwise his livestream would be aningless.

Then the smartest and simplest thod would be to have Ai Shiping follow him.

He would explore a room first and confirm it was safe before letting Ai Shiping enter. That way, even if they encountered danger, Ai Shiping would know which way to run, or where there were details to investigate. If he also entered the Inner World, or if Ai Shiping luckily made it out, they could regroup imdiately.

But Ming Po also knew that with that idiot's personality, he probably would not obediently follow him.

He would definitely want to do sothing so he would not be a burden.

Ming Po pondered as he walked slowly toward the entrance of the main hall.

There was a topographical map there. He hoped Ai Shiping would rember that there was a map to check.

If he did not rember...

Ming Po looked at the map and turned the cara toward it.

"Brothers, you can take a screenshot," he said quietly.

He maintained this posture for twenty seconds, ensuring soone took a screenshot before moving the lens away.

This resort hotel had a total of six floors, and there were four locations that needed to be investigated.

The roof, the guest rooms on the second floor, the restaurant on the first floor, and a bathtub whose location was unknown.

Ai Shiping was very timid. He would most likely go to places he was familiar with. Currently, the first floor had been mostly explored, so it was relatively familiar to him. He would instinctively explore the first floor restaurant.

Since that was the case, he could go check out the situation in the second floor guest rooms.

However, before that...

Ming Po stared at the map for a mont, then turned around and walked away without hesitation.

His footsteps were slow, echoing through the empty corridor. The interval between each step was incredibly precise, like a machine.

Yet he did not head straight for the second floor; instead, he went to the security room on the first floor.

The door was already locked, and Ming Po did not know how to pick locks.

But this could not stump Ming Po.

Ming Po placed the cara on the ground first, considerately angling the lens so it would not capture him.

Then he took two steps back, lunged forward suddenly, and kicked the door heavily!

He kicked it four tis in a row. The door let out a sour creak, the doorfra visibly deford, and shattered wood chips rustled down.

Ming Po took another two steps back and took a deep breath.

Power transmitted through his joints as Ming Po lunged forward like a fierce tiger, ramming the heavy door open with his shoulder!

The lock was still securely lodged in its original position, but a horizontal crack had appeared in the middle of the wooden door, separating the lock chanism from the door itself. He had actually smashed the door open!

Ming Po pushed up his glasses and reached out to brush the wood chips off his clothes.

He exhaled softly, feeling his mood improve significantly.

Although he did not know if he needed to find a key from sowhere to enter this place.

This kind of old wooden door did not need a key at all.

Ming Po picked up the cara, walked into the security room, and opened every drawer.

As expected, there were no proper weapons here.

Let alone a pistol or a knife, there was not even a baton. The only usable things were a hamr and a screwdriver.

The place had almost been emptied out, but he did find a tattered shoulder bag containing a flashlight and a lighter. Ming Po strapped it on.

However, there was one desk drawer that could not be opened.

It was the only locked item in the room, located right in the middle of the largest desk in the room.

Ming Po pulled at it and found that it was completely unopenable, as if it was fixed in space.

"Heh..."

The corners of Ming Po's mouth curled up slightly, and he chuckled softly. "Use the original solution for the original problem."

"Do not look, be good."

Ming Po placed the cara on the adjacent desk, turned the lens to face the wall, and spoke in a low and gentle voice: "It is going to be very loud in a mont, so you can turn the volu down. If you do not want to, you can just listen."

After settling the cara, he hoisted the desk up in one go.

Excellent.

At least the desk was not fixed in space and immovable.

Ming Po's confidence soared.

Since the rules did not stop him, then it was allowed!

Ming Po forcefully hurled the desk, smashing it into another desk.

A deafening crash instantly erupted in the room!

It collided with the other desk, and both showed obvious signs of cracking.

But this was not enough.

Ming Po lifted the desk again and hurled it with all his might!

After two throws, the cracks on the desk finally beca more pronounced. Most importantly, cracks appeared on the wooden board beneath the drawer.

Ming Po placed the desk upside down on the floor and picked up the security room's screwdriver and hamr, even though he had a screwdriver in his own pocket.

But since the ga provided them, he might as well use the ones provided...

Or rather, since they were provided, it ant the puzzle could be solved this way!

Then he was not doing anything wrong!