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It was her! Tan Ming recognized her at a glance. At the same time, a message popped up before him, visible only to him.
**Wolf Messenger Identity**: **Spellcaster**, ranked among the Plum Blossom, **Messenger Tool**: **Termination Evolution Talisman**, valid for fifteen hours.
Tan Ming furrowed his brow slightly. The girl was shouting, but it was of no use, as she hadn’t considered the perspective of the other messengers. He thought about the messengers’ concerns and reached out his hand in front of the short girl, asking to borrow her megaphone.
The short girl’s eyes lit up when she saw him and called out his name, "Tan Ming!" Without hesitation, she handed him the megaphone.
The short girl was named Shen Jianghuan, and like Tan Ming, she was a member of the School Reasoning Club. Tan Ming took the megaphone, turned up the volume to the maximum, cleared his throat, and addressed everyone. "As you can see, I am a messenger. I believe all of you have concerns regarding the clues pointing to a male suspect and the issue of Hunger. I can assure you that you can set aside your worries because Hunger is a characteristic shared by all messengers. Don’t ask me how I know this; at Nan Supermarket, there was trash everywhere. Last night, no more than thirty people were hiding there. Could that amount of trash have been created by just thirty ordinary people? Some even scattered the trash out of fear of being discovered as a Wolf Messenger."
His gaze shifted toward Yan Qing.
Yan Qing glanced over, puzzled by what he meant. Did he think his actions were too clumsy? But was Hunger truly a shared trait among messengers? Was it possible that when Tan Ming got up to eat cookies in the dormitory and went out with him to find food afterward, it all left traces?
He thought he had left no flaws in front of them, unaware that every action had not escaped their notice. This person had keen observation skills and some intelligence; was he falling behind the times? Was his athletic intelligence already this ridiculous? He deeply doubted his own intellect.
"I believe everyone is aware of this," Tan Ming continued. "In the end, I hope no one doubts themselves. While the murderer exists among us messengers, we messengers can judge the murderer; why can’t we also be redeemers? Only by standing up boldly can we better find the murderer and bring an end to this!"
Tan Ming's gaze swept around before landing on He Zhengwei, who sat in a corner of the square with his head lowered.
It was him! He was the one Yan Qing wanted to greet at the supermarket. At that time, he had followed Yan Qing's gaze and saw a single word appear before him.
**Wolf Messenger Identity**: Traveler, ranked among the Plum Blossom, **Messenger Tool**: **Time Rewind**, with a rewind limit of fifteen years and fifteen minutes, usable only three times.
Yan Qing also spotted He Zhengwei hiding in the least conspicuous corner among the crowd. A few people present relaxed their expressions as two men approached—one was Li Jianping, a chef from the school cafeteria, and the other was Master Ban, the school repairman.
Yan Qing looked at Li Jianping as an idea formed in his mind.
The Satiation Pill, when taken, prevents feelings of hunger for fifteen hours.
No hunger? That sounds amazing!
Yan Qing glanced at Li Jianping again. At that moment, he was torn about whether to step forward. He thought that Tan Ming had already guessed his identity as the messenger, so there was no need to hide it any longer. He intended to approach, but just as he lifted his foot, a sudden voice rang out from the crowd.
“It’s me! I’m the murderer!” He Zhengwei stepped forward.
He laughed a couple of times, but his eyes were filled with exhaustion. Male, hunger, building dormitory—everything matched perfectly. As he spoke those words, He Zhengwei felt a sense of relief wash over him.
Let it end; I can’t take this anymore! He cursed and then broke down in tears.
He was timid.
He was afraid of death.
He feared that his identity would be exposed.
Yet, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he looked at several survivors from his class. He knew they were aware that it was only a matter of time before his true identity was revealed.
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