There's definitely something wrong with this murder mystery game

Academy Island, Huai'an Industrial University, Teacher's Office Building No. 9.

Xu Shuo sat in the room, holding his head, eyes slightly drooping, tiredly rubbing his temples.

This time, transporting three people back wasn't as uncomfortable as when he had transmitted them there, after all, the main reason for his distress back then was the sudden flood of information in his mind that he couldn't process all at once.

Upon seeing the ring-shaped building, Xu Shuo's brain automatically received information from the New An Bureau.

And now, those jumbled images were still flashing in his mind—the building plans of the New An Bureau, the members of the twenty-four core teams, the vast square, the teenagers and girls who had just awakened...

It was as if lost memories had suddenly returned, but they weren't complete, fragmented images occasionally surfacing, still somewhat blurry.

Xu Shuo had organized them for quite some time but hadn't come up with any useful intelligence...

However, he did gain some understanding of another ability he had, "Memory Storage."

Although he wasn't quite sure if the sudden surge of memory was caused by this ability, when he searched through his brain, he did uncover quite a few unrevealed memories.

For example, the Prophet in that culture vessel.

In his memories, aside from Huai'an Industrial University, the most frequent images were of the culture vessel in that lab.

It's just that every time he saw the culture vessel, the little girl inside was asleep and didn't seem to notice his presence in the lab.

At the recollection of this, Xu Shuo suddenly felt strange.

He remembered, after they finished the meeting and left, Pianning informed them in the chat room that she went to see the Prophet alone and explained the main mission.

At that time, the Prophet refused her request to meet with the Director of the New An Bureau, stating that—even the Prophet herself couldn't locate the latter, and her abilities were of no use against the Director.

The good news was that the identities of the other team members might not have been exposed yet.

But, in Professor Li's memories, it seemed he had peeped into the lab numerous times.

Thinking of this, Xu Shuo had a strange expression on his face.

This made him once again open the file of "Jieta," studying it carefully.

Professor Li was born into a Senator's family but was an overlooked illegitimate child, educated at Huai'an Kindergarten and Primary School, Huai'an Primary School, Huai'an Middle School, Huai'an High School, and Huai'an Industrial University.

Eventually, with impressive academic results, he stayed to work in the History Department of Huai'an Industrial University and became a highly respected professor.

Among these experiences, he had very little contact with his family after graduating from primary school and began living on his own.

He could be said to have a "spotless background."

After high school, Professor Li awakened as a New Human and was soon recruited by the New An Bureau, but he had always been on the fringe of the organization, only starting to undertake missions after starting work.

However, his tasks had always been quite simple; more often than not, they involved picking up people and occasionally helping the organization with lie detection.

This Professor Li seemed to prefer teaching and educating students.

After skirting his duties for several decades, he entered the core group and received a codename...

Xu Shuo: "???"

He hadn't noticed anything amiss with this history when he first viewed it, but now, after discovering his Memory Storage ability, Xu Shuo felt something was off everywhere!

He calmed himself and decided to dig deeper into his memories.

The stored memories were like a vast palace, with Professor Li's memories from over seventy years neatly arranged on shelves.

The original images, because of his deliberate exploration, started to transition from the blurry to the clear.

A baby opened its eyes, abandoned on a dark trash heap, then was picked up...

Surrounded by various family members, implanted with a neural chip, sent to kindergarten to begin education.

In primary school, bullied by a bunch of kids, forced to endure malice and ridicule from those around him, pushed from the square down into the dark alleys of the lower levels, eventually knocked to the ground by poor passersby stealing from him.

After a long while, the awakened child reached into the back of his own head, digging out the one-centimeter chip from within his flesh and blood.

At this point in the memories, Xu Shuo couldn't help but touch the back of his own head.

The child didn't discard the bloodstained chip but implanted it elsewhere, inserting it into the base of his left palm.

Then, he appeared at the headquarters of the New An Bureau...

Xu Shuo: "..."

Somethings off!

The implanted neural chip was a unique device in this world.

Those used for oneself were generally privately produced by family groups to control their family members and were also for positioning and protecting the brain. Many families activated such devices.

Micro-ends, developed by the Long Group and connecting to neurons, also had to go through the permissions of this chip.

If the chip was damaged, it also signified that the host might have suffered some mishap.

Because that thing was already connected to the neurons and flesh and blood.

So, how on earth did a ten-year-old child manage to dig out a neural network with his bare hands?

If one were to make a bold guess, he was traversed!

The subsequent memories were much like the records in the file because of the chip's location, the child who fell into the slums was found by family people and brought back.

After graduating from primary school, the increasingly steady illegitimate child left the shelter of his family and lived on his own.

From this point on, Professor Li gradually severed ties with the family.

And the family didn't care about this inconsequential and unimpressive bloodline.

Everything unfolded naturally and as expected.

Afterward, Professor Li continued his routine of studying, working, and living without creating any unnecessary disturbances.

Had it not been for this guy crafting neuron chips with his hands and often sneaking into the New An Bureau's laboratory, there would have been nothing unusual about him!

...

The man-made sky at Huai'an Industrial University began to dim.

At the appearance of the sunset, sitting behind the desk, Xu Shuo, who was resting his head on one hand as if taking a break, finally opened his pair of black eyes.

Then, he relaxed his strength and knocked his forehead directly onto the desk, seeming utterly exhausted.

Indeed, reading through the immense seventy years' worth of memories had drained Xu Shuo, he had never stuffed such lengthy memories into his brain before, and this was not like obtaining memories with the click of a button after getting a Character Card; he had to explore and organize them himself.

Worried about overloading his brain, Xu Shuo did not meticulously explore every detail; he skimmed through them quickly, and even so, it was very tiring.

But this Professor Li...

There was definitely something off about him!!

This man was secretly controlling the New An Bureau!

Xu Shuo lifted his head again, propping up his heavy head with one hand and tilting it, his slender fingers tapping irregularly on the smooth desk surface.

However, there was a problem—although Professor Li, in these memories of over seventy years, seemed like the mysterious Director of the bureau who was never fully seen, the records showed that the New An Bureau had been in existence for several hundred years.

If that Director of the New An Bureau has really never been replaced...

At this thought, Xu Shuo slightly frowned.

The memories he could access were only from the past seventy years or so since Professor Li was born, beyond that, there was nothing extra, the stored memories were only those of this body, devoid of the "Professor Li's" memories from previous years.

He didn't know if they were hidden away or there was some other reason.

And speaking of which, he had uncovered so many memories, but how come he still hadn't activated the Character Card?

Xu Shuo, holding his heavy and dizzy head, was slightly frustrated.

He had thought that by persisting through these memories, he could at least trigger the Character Card.

Now, apart from gaining a better understanding of his character identity, it seemed like he hadn't obtained anything extra...

But then, remembering something, Xu Shuo paused slightly.

He continued to exert his somewhat ailing brain, staring ahead, his pitch-black eyes gradually becoming hollow and void.

Countless images flashed before Xu Shuo's eyes.

The immense pressure caused the veins on his forehead to throb, but his brain was still rapidly processing this information, and in his eyes, the world seemed to turn into a tremendous neural network!

On the network, countless points of light were flickering. Continue your journey with empire

Xu Shuo's gaze instantly focused on the circular building in the sky and in an instant, saw the red-haired lady sitting in the main control room and saw the imprint in her brain.

In the next moment, the latter abruptly lifted her head.

Even her slightly widened light blue eyes were clearly visible.

Boom—

A thunderous noise suddenly came from inside Xu Shuo's brain!

Xu Shuo's focused gaze swiftly retracted, and his whole body slumped onto the desk, his brain painfully twitching and throbbing, feeling extremely uncomfortable, almost as if he was going to suffocate to death!

This was due to the overuse of his ability; with Xu Shuo's current spiritual power, he might not be able to sustain such an immense mind transmission.

After an indeterminate amount of time, when the glow of the sunset had already faded,

The spacious office was completely dark, with only the equipment in the room emitting a faint blue glow, the shimmering light vaguely outlining the figure slumped over the desk.

After a while, Xu Shuo finally recovered.

He thought to himself that next time he couldn't be so reckless, meanwhile turning on the Micro-end in his hand, and indeed, he saw that the chat room had blown up with messages; everyone seemed to be panicking.

He scrolled up through the chat history.

The explosive news was triggered by a message from a new cat.

Angora Cat: [The Director of the New An Bureau just assigned Delta a new task!]

Siamese Cat: [What?!]

Maine Coon Cat: [What?]

Tortoiseshell Cat: [What?]

Angora Cat: [He's instructing Delta to destroy the space-time passage!]

Various Cats: [?]