At this moment, everyone felt as if a barrier in front of them had been lifted.

The leaders of the three groups stared blankly at the last fallen white-faced person. Under the illumination of the camp lights and fire, he looked completely normal.

No, it was him - a middle-aged man wearing a black protective suit with some red armbands on his shoulders and bullet holes all over his body.

The man was covered in blood, and when he lay on the ground, he almost instantly stained the small patch of ground red.

He moved slightly, struggling to lift his shot cheek with the last bit of strength he had left. The despair and indignation on his face were hard to hide, even with his dilated pupils.

"Why... why...?"

Why?

The leaders of the three groups didn't know why!

At this moment, his mood was even more devastated than Wu Runhao's. The members of Group One were fine, originally fine, but he, along with Groups Three and Four, shot down all the members of Group One!

"Doctor!!!" Wu Runhao's urgent shout came from his ear.

The medical team was the first to recover from the shock and rushed out, not only from this camp, but also from ten meters away, twenty meters away, and even farther away, there were many members of Group One.

Yu Xing finally understood the horror of Dead Spirit Island.

Dead Spirit Island at night was unfathomable.

It knew too well how to make humans self-destruct, kill each other, how to crush human confidence, and how to plunge humans into despair.

Not a single member of Group One was saved.

There were a total of thirteen, ten members, one doctor, and two cameramen, and none of them survived.

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The people in the camp didn't know what Group One had experienced in the jungle that caused them to be delayed for so long and all their firearms to be damaged and unable to fire.

They only knew that when Group One ran back to the camp with all their might, thinking they were safe, the camp dealt them the most fatal blow.

They were all dead.

All the members, their bodies riddled with bullet holes, had expressions of unwillingness and confusion, anger and despair.

[The Deductionist is ruthless...]

[Deductionist? What does the Deductionist have to do with this? Wasn't he on the ship?]

[I just came back from the neighboring live broadcast room. It turns out that when Group One and Group Two set off in the afternoon, the Deductionist approached the group that was closer to the route under the pretext of feng shui detection and used his sacrificial ability to damage their firearms.]

[He suspected that there was a Deductionist in Group One. Damn, indiscriminate attack.]

[The Deductionist's identity is a paranormal researcher.]

[This is definitely a fallen line... Yu Xing is in danger.]

[Not necessarily, I think Yu Xing has a backup plan.]

The barrage discussion became even more crazy, but the participating Deductionists couldn't see it.

The roar of the leaders of the three groups echoed through the camp, but no one dared to ask him to be quiet at this time, and Wu Runhao didn't dare either.

He was the leader, with a strong ability to adjust his emotions, and he had already calmed down at this moment.

Because of his decision-making mistake, Group One suffered a devastating blow, and what was even more troublesome was that Groups Three and Four had slaughtered their comrades, leaving a shadow on everyone at this moment.

Don't think that soldiers who kill more people are cold-blooded.

The blood on their hands will always belong to the enemy, not their comrades, not their brothers.

The four small teams of the armed forces knew each other, and there were many comrades who had had close relationships elsewhere.

Wu Runhao allowed them to vent their grievances and frustrations, but work would continue tomorrow.

Yu Xing listened to the mournful cries of the armed forces, watched the recorded video once, and then came to Wu Runhao's tent, where he saw Wu Runhao smoking.

He said, "Brother-in-law, I know how terrifying Dead Spirit Island is now."

Wu Runhao smiled, his voice hoarse. "Regretting it now?"

"No, brother-in-law." Yu Xing knew that Wu Runhao's mood was complicated, and he certainly didn't come here to comfort him.

To him, the people in the deduction were either enemies or ghosts.

At most, they were people who lived in another world and would never have any intersection with humans in the future.

He didn't have any spare sympathy to give to Wu Runhao or anyone else. He was here to execute the plan.

"Brother-in-law, during the battle just now, an experimental subject left the tent." Yu Xing said.

He had never relaxed his attention to the other Deductionists. Whenever the plot was turbulent, it was the best time for the Deductionists to reveal themselves.

"Oh? What did he do?" Wu Runhao couldn't muster any interest.

Yu Xing blinked. "He disguised himself as a medical personnel and rushed up to carry the bodies of Group One members, and he even took a secret bite."

"What!?" This news had no cause or result, and Wu Runhao was stunned for a moment. He nervously looked at Fang Xiaoyu. "You're not still having hallucinations, are you? What do you see in my hand? Is it a knife?"

"Not really, brother-in-law. I'm serious." Yu Xing had a solemn look on his face, which increased the credibility of his usually whimsical words.

"I watched the video tape. After the hallucinations disappeared from our minds, the effects recorded in the camera were also normal. It faithfully restored what happened to Group One..." He paused, seeming reluctant to mention this, "So, I believe that at least what the camera recorded is true and credible."

"After their bodies were brought back to the camp, I was too shocked to turn off the camera, and I didn't know who bumped into my camera and accidentally pointed it at the medical team. I just watched the recording and discovered that there was an extra person in the medical team."

"If you suspect that what I saw was a hallucination, we can watch the video together tomorrow during the day. If that person really ate something, I feel that there's something off about him. Either he was influenced, or he was replaced by some kind of ghostly entity."

[????]

[6666]

[This move, they were prepared early][This round is a complete victory]

[Still don't know who messed with him, but he noticed the ghoul when he saw that the number of medical team members was off, deliberately aiming the camera at the ghoul!]

[This means he remembers what the ghoul looks like, and only by remembering the faces of all the medical team members could he instantly identify who was the extra one]

[His eyesight is really good]

[His memory is also good]

[Am I the only one who wants to know why the ghoul rushed up? To self-destruct?]

[You don't know, ghouls have this disease, they need to eat raw meat every day, especially like dead people, if they don't eat, their body functions will decline, presumably he has been waiting for chaos for a long time]

At this moment, the ghoul had no idea what was happening in Wu Runhao's tent. He wiped his mouth contentedly, letting out a satisfied sigh after a full meal.

He indeed had this disease. No matter how much normal food he ate, he could never be full, but a bite of a corpse could satisfy his hunger for a whole day.

Just a quiet bite, no one would notice. He had waited specifically until Wu Runhao ordered the camera to be turned off before he made his move.

There was no difference in the clothing of the medical and experimental personnel, which gave him an opportunity.

No one would find out.

Moreover, through his nose, he smelled the ghostly scent of used sacrifices on Longzhou.

Longzhou did not participate in the fight just now, but unfortunately, when he and the other members of the medical team were carrying the corpse back to the camp, Longzhou came to mourn the dead.

There was also someone in the medical team who had the scent of used sacrifices on them, but unfortunately, he didn't get a clear look at the face. However, the ghoul was now certain that Longzhou was a deductionist, and there was also a deductionist in the medical team.

A one in two chance, at least one of them was the person he was looking for.

Fortune, or Nightmare.

The Eternal Sin Poet