And he would never let his sister down. He made the same choice as his sister without hesitation. Without Xia Qiang, he would have been a cold corpse.

3 to 1.

The number of people choosing to continue was in the lead.

Seeing this, Yuan Xiaotian couldn't stop the tears from flowing down his face. His voice trembled with excitement, "Thank you, thank you all, Miss Lin, Young Master Lin, I thank Qiang-ge and Mengyao on their behalf..."

"Damn it! What saints are you all trying to be?!" Huai Yi, who was standing to the side, threw the clothes in his hand to the ground and pointed at Lin Muyun's nose, cursing, "Lin Muyun, I don't care if you and your sister want to be saviors, but don't drag us into it. You have a good relationship with Xia Qiang, but I don't owe him anything!"

"Xia Qiang is already dead inside. What ability do the rest of you have to save people? Don't you still have to rely on Jiang-ge, Fugui-ge, and our brothers?"

"You want to use morality to kidnap us? Go screw yourself! The three of us are leaving today. I want to see who can stop us!" Huai Yi hadn't lost his temper in a long time since being with Jiang Cheng and the fatty, but that didn't mean he didn't have one. He had once made a living in Nightmares, and he was also a ruthless character.

He had been prepared to argue or even fight with Lin Muyun and Yuan Xiaotian, but Lin Muyun's performance was beyond his expectations.

"You're right," Lin Muyun said, not avoiding the issue. "I respect your choice. Now, please continue voting."

Huai Yi walked over aggressively and inserted his identity card into the "end" slot. Lin Muyun gave him an apologetic nod. Huai Yi swallowed the harsh words he had been holding back, but before turning around, he glared at him fiercely.

As soon as Huai Yi walked back, Zhou Tong quickly stepped forward and inserted her identity card into the wooden box.

After seeing the two red characters for "leave" flash, Yuan Xiaotian seemed to have all the strength drained from his body. He leaned against the wall, panting heavily.

"I'm sorry," Zhou Tong said, tears streaming down her face.

3 to 3.

It was a tie for now, but Yuan Xiaotian already knew the outcome.

The remaining two people were not on his side.

On the contrary, Qiang-ge used to lead them in hunting down these two.

Fate was truly ironic.

The fatty stood up unsteadily, brushed past Huai Yi. Huai Yi gave the fatty repeated winks, but received no response.

The fatty squatted down, his face very calm, but revealing an indescribable pain and entanglement.

"I abstain." After inserting his identity card into the middle row, the fatty walked back, lowered his head, and sat in his previous seat without saying a word.

After realizing that the fatty had abstained, Huai Yi's expression actually improved. In his mind, Fugui-ge was the only variable.

If he abstained, then this matter was stable...

Jiang Cheng stepped forward and quickly inserted his identity card into the wooden box. The next moment, a cold, mechanical synthesized voice sounded: "The voting session is over. The game... continues."

"We're going back," Jiang Cheng said, turning around and using his usual calm voice. "To save people."

After a brief moment of shock, Yuan Xiaotian burst into tears.

Feng Jie, who had always shown a cold demeanor, swayed. He leaned against the wall to barely stay standing, his lips trembling, and tears streaming down his face uncontrollably. "Thank you, thank you all..."

Zhou Tong knelt on the ground, covering her face, crying heart-wrenchingly, louder than anyone else. Finally, Lin Muwan walked over and helped her up.

After a long period of stunned silence, Huai Yi turned his stiff neck and looked at Jiang Cheng with a look of betrayal and even anger, muttering in a low voice, "Why..."

"Jiang-ge, why do you want to save them?" Huai Yi seemed like a different person, his eyes glazed over, his tone not exactly aggressive, but giving people a sense of helplessness and deep despair.

The fatty still didn't say anything, but lowered his head even further.

"What are they? They're just teammates in this mission. Fugui-ge and I are your partners!" Huai Yi said in a hoarse voice, "Did you consider us? I still have parents. I'm not married yet. I... I don't want to die either!"

The hysterical voice echoed in the empty corridor, like a bleak autumn wind, chilling people to the bone.

"I know," Jiang Cheng said softly.

"You know what?!" Huai Yi pointed at Lin Muyun, looked at Jiang Cheng, and asked loudly, "Have you ever thought that if we were trapped inside, if it was the three of us, would these hypocrites risk their lives to save us?!"

"I've found the real way out," Jiang Cheng said after he finished speaking.

The scene froze instantly, as if the pause button had been pressed.

"You... Jiang-ge, what did you say?" Huai Yi immediately stopped crying and looked at Jiang Cheng with wide eyes.

"I said I've found the real way out. No one will die anymore," Jiang Cheng said calmly. "Otherwise, I wouldn't have chosen to go back to save people, and I wouldn't have risked my brothers' lives."

"To me, you are all more important than all of them combined," Jiang Cheng said these words with a very natural expression and tone, and without avoiding Lin Muyun and the others.

After hearing this, Feng Jie's tone became hurried, "Mr. Jiang, what is this way out you're talking about..."

"That lamp," Jiang Cheng replied.

"That green desk lamp?" Feng Jie's eyes flickered, as if he remembered.

"Have you noticed that the style of the desk lamp in Room 19 of the Deduction Hall is the same as the one in the office area of Yourun Building?" Jiang Cheng continued, "And both of these lamps have a very strange characteristic: they don't need electricity to light up."

This sentence seemed to awaken the people present. Indeed, according to the owner of the Deduction Hall, Room 19 had been without power for a long time, and the chandelier could not be turned on, but the desk lamp inside was still on.

Yourun Building was similar. During the rainy night, the entire building had no light, but only that desk lamp was dimly lit, emitting a ghastly green light.

"The killer needs to step on a person's shadow to kill them, that lamp..." Feng Jie suddenly raised his head and said quickly, "That lamp is related to shadows!"

"I think it should be within the range of the light, which will distort or even eliminate people's shadows." Jiang Cheng's words were not entirely speculation. He recalled that whenever he approached that lamp, he would always feel a strange palpitation in his heart.

That feeling was like something that was inseparably connected to him was being stripped away from him.

Looking back now, it should be Wu.

In Yourun Building, he had also thought more than once that he had missed a very important clue, but there was always a strange feeling preventing him from continuing to think.

It wasn't until he woke up this time that he finally understood.

That desk lamp was the key to breaking the game.