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“When you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.”
The world is nothing more than a grand game of logic—whether in detective fiction or in real life.
When he received this detective outfit, Oliver believed he had already grasped everything. Clearly, however, he had no idea what awaited him in the murder mystery game.
Deerstalker hat, monocle, briefcase... Wait, no one told me there’d be combat involved?
Oliver glanced around, confidently adjusting the ill-fitting monocle.
“So the culprit is Wangcai. On the surface, his method is full of flaws, and he has entanglements with the victim. But the author clearly intends for us to follow a certain logical pattern, leading us to suspect the more skillful and concealed class monitor, Xiaonian. However, with a bit of thought, it’s obvious that a makeshift locked-room created with fishing line would inevitably be discovered and destroyed by Taogong, who cleans the mansion, under non-ideal conditions. This is a textbook example of anti-logic!”
“Um, maybe you should check your own identity. Also, in this story, my name is Alice—not Taogong, Taogong!”
Oliver picked up the character backstory he had only read halfway. His expression turned grim, and he fell silent, while suppressed snickers hissed through the air around him...
When someone believes they understand everything, who can guarantee they aren’t merely inside someone else’s script?