This Character is Suspected of Cheating! [Unlimited Flow]

The three people beside He Yu froze. Their attacks stopped, and for a moment, bewilderment flashed in their eyes.

What... had happened?

Who had killed that last person?

He Yu closed his notebook, straightened up, smoothed out his clothes, and the corners of his lips curved into a smile. “Bo Jingshan, as expected of—the protagonist of «I Am the Special Forces King».”

Wanrenzhan: “???”

Zhen Xing looked at Ling Buchen. “What does that mean?”

That phrase, “I Am the Special Forces King”... why did it sound so strange?

Ling Buchen: “............”

He smiled helplessly, put away Li Zhan’s zither, and shook his head. “If we get the chance to leave <Top Talent Show>, I’ll recommend some Blue Star novels to you.”

Zhen Xing: “...” He seemed to understand something.

[Bullet Screen: “Already got the recommendation.”]

[Bullet Screen: “Thanks, I’m going to read it right now.”]

[Bullet Screen: “Aaaah, that was seriously amazing! Bo Jingshan, so cool!!”]

[Bullet Screen: “Fuck, seriously, he was so cool. I just switched over to watch the replay, holy shit. I always thought Bo Jingshan was just quiet and taciturn. I never expected him to be this cool.”]

[Bullet Screen: “The fact that He Yu actually knew it was Bo Jingshan... that surprises me even more!”]

[Bullet Screen: “They advanced! They finally advanced! I’m literally crying tears of joy, waaah.”]

The viewers were beside themselves with excitement. Larry and Qiao, these two longtime rivals, hugged each other, venting the excitement they felt at this very moment.

When the countdown reached the final ten minutes, they had been so anxious they were practically falling apart, their hearts pounding wildly. Some bit their lips, eyes glued to the projection, while others had already fallen into despair ahead of time.

Those ten minutes had been so long that they felt suffocating.

Qiao and Larry had pulled up the livestream rooms of every contestant, focusing especially on Zhen Xing and the others, hoping to see them find an opponent and eliminate one more contestant...

Fifty-one people. The instant time ran out, He Yu would immediately be eliminated.

Bo Jingshan was someone they had overlooked. After all, he had not displayed anything particularly astonishing in this instance.

During the final two hours, whenever someone happened to switch to his livestream room, all they could see was him hidden inside a mud wall like a block of wood, completely motionless.

And so, the viewers left in disappointment again.

By the final minute, the viewers had fallen into complete despair. Even though Zhen Xing and the other two had started fighting, they would inevitably have to exchange one person’s life for He Yu’s.

At that moment, the viewers had believed that the best possible outcome was—one person dying in exchange for He Yu advancing.

And yet!

Bo Jingshan sniped the final person!

They won. Victory.

Larry nearly burst into tears. “Qiao, this is great. He advanced. He Yu escaped another disaster.”

It had been far too difficult.

He Yu was like an unfortunate chess piece repeatedly surrounded by his opponent on the board. Every single time, he was trapped in what should have been an inevitable checkmate, yet with the help of other pieces, he successfully escaped from those certain-death situations!

Every time was a transformation, and every time was a desperate escape from death.

The viewers grew nervous and anxious along with his progress. The instant he escaped danger, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and finally got a brief chance to breathe.

Qiao nodded, choking up. After a long while, he said, “The next round will definitely be even harder.”

Larry: “...”

He shoved Qiao away, glared fiercely at him, and raised his voice. “Can you not say something so fucking depressing?!”

Their eyes met, and then they both laughed.

No matter what the next instance would be like, at this moment, they were happy—irrepressibly happy.

—Wasn’t a victory brought about by their unity worth celebrating?

The viewers were happy, and the fifty contestants were equally happy.

Zhen Xing and Ling Buchen exchanged a glance, then simultaneously broke into brilliant smiles. Of course they would never allow He Yu to die, but no matter which of the three of them exchanged their life for He Yu’s, the final outcome would have been heartbreaking.

At the very least, He Yu would definitely have been devastated, perhaps even unable to accept such an ending.

This outcome was the best possible one.

Thinking about it carefully, He Yu had remained calm the entire time just now because he had been waiting for news from Bo Jingshan.

They fought for their captain, He Yu, and their captain, He Yu, understood every single one of them.

Ling Buchen spoke softly. “Bo Jingshan. Not bad.”

Zhen Xing put away his Rubik’s Cube and nodded in agreement. “This time, he really made his move at the critical moment.”

Ending the instance in the final minute had been absolutely crucial.

Wanrenzhan: “???”

—He didn’t understand!

Holding his axe, Wanrenzhan stared at He Yu in bewilderment. “How are you so sure Bo Jingshan killed that person? Eugene, Gedai, Duan Yuchen, Qiong, Yuan Ze, Zhante, Tang Ke—they were all possibilities.”

He had only just complained that Bo Jingshan had never appeared from beginning to end, that he had completely failed He Yu and had been utterly useless.

Then, in the blink of an eye—the guy made the decisive move at the critical moment.

Wanrenzhan only felt his face stinging and absolutely refused to accept it.

How could He Yu be so certain it was Bo Jingshan? What if it had been someone else?

After all, the system had not announced the killer’s identity. How could he possibly be certain it was Bo Jingshan?

He Yu put the notebook into his backpack, raised his eyelids, and glanced indifferently at Wanrenzhan. “Because he never appeared. And Bo Jingshan is different from you. If there were nothing he could do, he would definitely come find me.”

The tunnel was dim, but his black eyes were clear. Even the cold lenses of his glasses could not conceal their brilliance, filled with absolute trust and certainty.

If Bo Jingshan could not find anyone no matter what he did in the Infinite Maze, then as time grew shorter and the countdown approached its end, he would definitely search everywhere for He Yu and follow his arrangements.

Even if the maze was infinite, as long as he covered a sufficiently large area, he was bound to encounter someone—Eugene or one of their other teammates—obtain a map, and find He Yu.

—Yet he had never appeared from beginning to end.

He Yu’s lips curved slightly, appreciation in his eyes. “For him to never appear from beginning to end definitely wasn’t because he didn’t care about the instance requirements. Rather—it meant he had found a target and was patiently lying in wait for them.”

Among Blue Star’s contestants, Bo Jingshan was the most promising seedling. He possessed absolute patience and perseverance.

He could also weigh gains and losses, analyze the situation, and determine the best course of action.

Patience was also an exceptionally important quality for a sniper.

If it had been Wanrenzhan or someone like him, during the final ten minutes, five minutes, or one minute, they would inevitably have become unbearably anxious and lost their patience.

But Bo Jingshan was different.

And so, in the final minute, he sniped the last opponent!

Wanrenzhan curled his lips, still unwilling to believe it. Of course, it wasn’t that he doubted He Yu’s deduction. He simply refused to accept that Bo Jingshan had landed such a crucial kill.

He opened his mouth, still wanting to say something.

He Yu remained calm. He rolled his neck, swept his gaze across the pitch-black tunnel, and said indifferently, “Get ready to enter the Transfer Station.”

The moment his words fell, all fifty people disappeared from the Infinite Maze.

The semifinal additional match was completely over.

-

Transfer Station.

Entering the Transfer Station once again, although only twelve hours had passed, everyone felt as though a lifetime had gone by. The enormous Transfer Station, the ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) Transfer Station that had once required spatial folding...

Now only fifty scattered people remained.

Tens of millions, then millions, and now fifty...

This was <Top Talent Show>.

The twelve-hour additional match had contained nothing complicated. There had only been killing, evading, ambushing, and stabbing people. Such violent emotional fluctuations had occupied every minute and every second of those twelve hours.

Because of that, those twelve hours had felt exceptionally long, leaving everyone utterly exhausted both physically and mentally.

The moment they landed, Eugene impatiently demanded, “Who stabbed the last person?”

Duan Yuchen was equally puzzled. “The people who remained near the end were hiding extremely well. The closer it got to the final deadline, the deeper they hid. How did someone manage to kill one? Who was it?”

Qiong curiously swept her gaze over everyone as well.

Wanrenzhan looked directly at Bo Jingshan, narrowed his eyes, and asked suspiciously, “Were you the one who stabbed the last person?”

Bo Jingshan carried the Crescent Moon Scimitar on his back. His tall figure remained steady and composed, his deep eyes resolute, his voice husky and magnetic.

“It was me.”

—A simple two-word response, perfectly in line with his personality and style.

Wanrenzhan choked.

Everyone else also looked toward Bo Jingshan, but there was not the slightest trace of surprise in their eyes.

If it was him, then it wasn’t surprising.

Bo Jingshan was already extremely powerful, and with the Crescent Moon Scimitar in his hands, he was unquestionably among those with the highest combat strength.

[Bullet Screen: “Watched the replay. Bo Jingshan is seriously strong.”]

[Bullet Screen: “Yeah, and his mentality is insanely stable. That calm definitely wasn’t because he didn’t care about He Yu. It was because he firmly believed this was the only way he could save He Yu...”]

[Bullet Screen: “I didn’t watch the replay because I couldn’t bear to miss the livestream. Someone explain it to us?”]

[Bullet Screen: “Everyone still hiding during the last two hours was hidden incredibly well. Bo Jingshan tracked the traces of one contestant but couldn’t find them. However, he was certain that person was still nearby and had definitely concealed themselves. So he lay in ambush in one corner, remained completely motionless, and waited for two hours. It wasn’t until the final minute that the other person became certain no one was around and finally showed themselves. The instant they appeared, Bo Jingshan, who had been lying in wait for two hours, immediately killed them...”]

The final survivors had all hidden themselves incredibly, incredibly well.

Duan Yuchen had even passed through the place where Bo Jingshan was hiding once, yet discovered absolutely nothing—not Bo Jingshan, not the opponent. That alone showed how difficult they were to find.

So Bo Jingshan stopped searching.

He was certain someone was nearby, so he simply waited patiently in ambush.

Two full hours of patience finally paid off!

Even in the final minute, when He Yu was about to be eliminated, he remained patient. If he had lost his patience at that moment and made even the slightest sound, the person hiding there definitely would not have dared to come out!

Only someone who could hide like Bo Jingshan could make such a cautious person reveal themselves.

It was difficult not to be astonished by his patience.

Transfer Station.

Qiong was in a somewhat low mood. She glanced at the time and pursed her lips. “We still haven’t been pulled into the next instance. Looks like they’ve left us some time at the Transfer Station to discuss things.”

He Yu looked toward the others. Aside from the eleven members of their team, everyone else avoided He Yu’s gaze, their expressions obscure and difficult to read.

He Yu understood immediately.

Obviously, the previous instance had left the other contestants filled with vigilance and wariness toward them, even hostility.

Killing was perfectly normal in this talent show.

But He Yu’s group of twelve had formed a team that gathered together the strongest combat forces in the competition. The other contestants had almost no ability to fight back against them, so naturally they were filled with hostility and vigilance.

He Yu could see this, and Zhen Xing and the others naturally could as well. Zhen Xing swept an indifferent glance across the others, then withdrew his gaze and looked at He Yu. “Should we go discuss things in a corner?”

Hearing this, He Yu nodded.

The twelve of them found a corner and sat down for an internal team discussion.

They still sat in a circle, looking no different from before.

But a single additional match had taken one person away. Their thirteen-person team had become a twelve-person team.

—Siya.

—That vibrant woman with strikingly beautiful features, flamboyant and proud.

She would forever remain in the <Health Bar> instance. From this moment onward, the Federation would no longer have the superstar Siya, that purple-haired female celebrity.

He Yu’s fingers played with the whistle. He lowered his eyes slightly, making it impossible to see the emotions within them.

Duan Yuchen, Qiong, and Gedai were visibly subdued as well.

Yuan Ze’s expression remained indifferent. “There are still two matches left. All of us might die here.”

Cheng Zhao was dead.

Siya was dead.

The next one might be any one of them. It could be himself, or it could be someone else.

So there was no use sinking too deeply into grief.

They were still in the competition, and therefore they had to face the possibility of death awaiting any one of them.

Duan Yuchen spoke hoarsely. “Yeah. Any of us could die.”

He slowly raised his head. “But I still want to know how Siya died. She died when none of us were there, under an unknown killer’s attack. Do the people outside know the cause of her death? And how will they react?”

After a long silence, Tang Ke softly replied, “The people outside know the cause of her death, but unfortunately, we’re inside the competition...”

Yuan Ze gritted his teeth. “We’re like blind people with our eyes covered. We don’t know anything!”

Those words silenced everyone, filling them inexplicably with anger and sorrow.

Inside <Top Talent Show>, they had originally believed their lives were in their own hands.

Never had they imagined that their lives were actually in someone else’s hands.

Every match was a struggle to defy fate, a desperate escape from certain death.

Amid the bleak atmosphere, He Yu suddenly raised his head. His rimless glasses rested on the bridge of his nose, the lenses cold, his eyes completely calm.

“The people outside might not necessarily know the cause of death either.”

Everyone froze and looked at He Yu in confusion.

He Yu watched the Bullet Screen drifting past at that moment and narrowed his eyes slightly.

 The situation outside was far more turbulent than they imagined. The Bullet Screen did not appear particularly explosive, but in reality, an enormous commotion had erupted outside.

Siya’s fans, the people who were genuinely grieving over Siya’s death, had not stayed behind to post on the Bullet Screen.

They had all taken other action.

—The <Top Talent Show> production team’s office had been attacked!

Siya truly had a great many fans. She had already possessed plenty of them in the Federation, and after entering <Top Talent Show>, she attracted another wave of attention and fans.

Otherwise, she never would have received five million votes to advance back then.

That alone showed just how popular Siya was.

And because of that, after Siya was eliminated, her fans outside were anything but calm.

Logically speaking, participation in this competition was voluntary, and the survival rate was only one in tens of millions—terrifyingly low. Looking at this season’s lineup alone, everyone knew Siya would not be the one who walked out alive.

If she had died normally during the competition, her fans would have been sad and regretful, but no one would have had any grounds to blame anyone.

But she hadn’t.

—Siya had obviously not died normally!

Qiu Dao stood there with only a single hair remaining on his head and countless blisters covering his lips. He had no time to deal with any of that. Instead, he paced around the room, eyes fixed unblinkingly on the control console ahead—

“How is it? What the hell is the result?!”

As someone from Mechanical Planet, Abier never displayed much on his face, but at this moment, even he looked visibly haggard.

Test after test, investigation after investigation...

Finally, he took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. “We can’t find any trace whatsoever. According to the system inspection results—everything is normal.”

Qiu Dao jumped up and stared fixedly at the projection, which was repeatedly replaying the moment Siya died.

He raised his hand and pointed at the projection. “Look at this again. You call this normal?”

There was obviously a huge fucking problem!

In the projection, not long after Siya separated from He Yu, she chose a direction and prepared to move forward, beginning to fight...

Suddenly, she stopped.

Siya’s purple hair swayed as her beautiful eyes turned toward a certain corner, confusion appearing within them.

She lifted her foot and slowly walked over.

Abier had repeatedly enlarged and processed this section, analyzing it over and over again, but there really was nothing there.

After that, the screen became distorted. Only Siya’s blurry silhouette could be seen, and hers was the only silhouette visible.

At the same time—

“He Yu, quick—”

A brief, urgent voice rang out.

Siya was attacked, blood spraying outward. The livestream room remained blurred until it went completely black, and the next segment of footage switched to the replay from Qiong’s livestream room.

After Siya died, Qiong was the first to arrive.

From her livestream room, they could see blood covering the ground, as well as Siya lying there...

That was the entire video.

The murderer had never been captured on camera. During the period when something happened to Siya, every livestream room had become blurred, making it completely impossible to determine the killer!

Who would believe there was nothing wrong with this?

Abier withdrew his gaze and sighed. “Mr. Qiu Dao, you and our technical staff both know there’s obviously something wrong. But the system inspection really does show that everything is normal.”

His gaze became serious. “That can only mean the hand behind the scenes interfered, and we can’t trace it.”

Qiu Dao ground his teeth until they creaked.

Just then, an alarm suddenly rang out—

“Beep, beep, beep!”

Qiu Dao abruptly looked toward the door, his voice filled with alarm. “They really attacked the <Top Talent Show> production team?! What about the King?!”

Someone replied with a pale face, “The King also very much needs an explanation from us.”

Qiu Dao: “...”

—Explain? Explain his ass!

—How the fuck was he supposed to know?!

-

Transfer Station.

Zhen Xing said, “Whether the people outside know or not actually doesn’t matter. Whether they know or don’t know, we still won’t know.”

The wording was a little convoluted, but the meaning was perfectly clear.

Because they had been acting separately, they did not know what had happened to Siya, and therefore did not know who had killed her.

Even if the people outside knew, there was no way for them to tell the contestants.

—No one knew that He Yu could occasionally see the Bullet Screen.

“Clues? There weren’t any clues at the scene at all?” Gedai frowned, his expression extremely grave.

Qiong shook her head. “None. Every trace was completely erased.”

Her gaze swept across everyone. “He Yu and I already discussed this. It’s obvious that this was the work of the hand behind the scenes.”

Ling Buchen murmured, “None of the twelve of us would attack her. The other contestants had no particular reason to attack Siya. Whoever killed her was even able to erase all traces afterward. It absolutely has something to do with the hand behind the scenes that can interfere with the rules.”

He raised his head and looked at Qiong, his eyes burning intensely. “The hand behind the scenes can’t act directly. If they could, He Yu would already be dead. So—they acted through someone else.”

Qiong nodded heavily. “Yes. That’s exactly what we concluded.”

This was a very serious problem.

Whose hand had they borrowed?

A dead contestant’s?

A living contestant’s?

Or perhaps... one of the twelve of them?

Zhen Xing looked at He Yu, his gaze settling on the whistle between He Yu’s fingertips, and softly asked, “What were Siya’s last words?”

He Yu played the recording.

“He Yu, quick—”

“He Yu, quick—”

“He Yu, quick—”

Again and again, it looped.

Only three words, spoken urgently. She had clearly intended to say something more afterward, but before she could finish, she had already been eliminated...

The only clue connected to Siya’s death was those three words!

Tang Ke frowned deeply. “A cry for help? Was she asking you to save her?”

Eugene nodded. “That was my guess too. If what she meant was, ‘He Yu, quick, come save me,’ then it makes sense.”

But this conjecture did not completely hold up either.

Zhante nodded, his brows similarly drawn together.

Everyone sank into thought, their gazes unfocused.

Qiong clenched her hand, then loosened it. Her gaze remained fixed on the whistle as she spoke in a low voice. “He Yu, Eugene, and I already discussed this once before. Siya was most likely killed because the hand behind the scenes used another contestant to do it. But He Yu brought up one crucial question—why Siya?”

Everyone froze.

That was right.

Why Siya?

Duan Yuchen murmured, “Siya wasn’t special...”

Qiong’s gaze sharpened, her voice like a blade. “Exactly. Siya wasn’t special, yet she was killed anyway. Either she happened to run into another contestant, or—”

Ling Buchen said with certainty, “She discovered something.”

Eugene drew a deep breath and nodded. “Right. She discovered something, so she was silenced.”

Bo Jingshan held his blade in his arms, his gaze also falling upon the whistle, his eyes unfathomably deep. “Perhaps it had something to do with what Siya was trying to say at the end. What she wanted to say might not have been a cry for help.”

Everyone simultaneously sucked in a sharp breath.

If it wasn’t a cry for help, then what was it?

What information had she been trying to tell He Yu in her final moments?

Yuan Ze pursed his lips, his voice hoarse. “We don’t have much time. Does anyone have any guesses? Or did anyone notice anything unusual?”

—As long as everyone spoke enough, there would inevitably be traces if someone was lying.

—Even if he couldn’t see them, perhaps He Yu could.

Yuan Ze looked at He Yu, but He Yu was not carefully scrutinizing everyone else’s expressions. Instead, he kept his eyes lowered, staring at the whistle Siya had given him. His gaze was unfocused, clearly lost in thought.

Guesses?

Everyone shook their heads. They couldn’t think of anything.

Zhante spread his hands. “I was focused on finding people and killing them. I didn’t notice anything unusual.”

Duan Yuchen shook his head. “I only learned what happened to Siya from Qiong. I didn’t notice anything unusual either.”

Bo Jingshan: “I didn’t see Siya.”

Zhen Xing shook his head, and Ling Buchen did the same.

Wanrenzhan said, “I didn’t see Siya either. I was looking for He Yu the whole time.” How would he know if anything unusual had happened? Even now, he was still completely confused.

Of course, the others were not doing much better than him.

Tang Ke shook his head. “I didn’t notice anything unusual.”

Gedai said nothing, clearly having neither discovered anything nor formed any conjecture.

Eugene turned his gaze toward Qiong. His mechanical face was icy, his silver hair rigid, his black eyes deep.

“Qiong, I smelled blood and immediately rushed over. He Yu and I arrived at almost exactly the same time... Before us, there was only you.”

His eyes suddenly sharpened.

“I don’t want to suspect you, but when we arrived, you really did put something away.”

“Now, can you tell us what you did?” Eugene pressed relentlessly.

He had wanted to interrogate Qiong about it inside the instance, but there had been too little time, along with the one-minute restriction.

Now that they were at the Transfer Station, even though they could be transported into the next round at any moment, at least for now they could discuss it without worrying.

There were no clues whatsoever, nor had anyone noticed anything unusual. Because of that, Eugene had kept Qiong’s reaction firmly in mind and had never completely dismissed his suspicions.

If Qiong could not give them a reasonable explanation, Eugene could only suspect her!

Hearing this, Qiong pursed her lips, lowered her eyes, and remained silent.

Duan Yuchen frowned, his gaze turning sharp. “Qiong, hiding things from us will only make us suspect you. Are you sure you’re not going to say anything?”

Everyone looked at her, their brows furrowing.

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