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Clown Game

Chapter 187 - 187 175 Story Three

Author: Fat melon
updatedAt: 2025-07-19

Chapter 187: Chapter 175 Story Three Chapter 187: Chapter 175 Story Three Mr. Tsujido was feeling pretty frustrated because the guy sitting across from him was basically saying with his recent string of actions, “I’m doing this just to annoy you, come at me, haha~.” Such shameless behavior was even more suffocating than being insulted directly to his face.

So, without much thought, Mr. Tsujido also chose to purchase the information about this character, and with no attempt to hide it, he displayed an expression that screamed, “You’ve angered me, and you’re going to regret it!”… After all, the system had already revealed each player’s chip count before the game started, and he had 40 points more than the other player,

“I can afford anything you can, and I can still afford what you can’t!” This was a very clear advantage.

Suddenly…

“I’m sorry… ‘Story elements’ are unique and can only sell once,” said the TV, matter-of-factly.

“What??” Mr. Tsujido felt tricked once again… “Why didn’t you say that earlier!”

“Because you didn’t ask~”

“Uh…” Mr. Tsujido nearly instantly saw this coming.

He then asked with seeming helplessness, “Then if I’m not mistaken, even asking this question before this would cost chips, right~”

“Of course~”

“Fine, you’re really a shameless piece of work,” Mr. Tsujido said politely, then spread his hands to indicate he gave in, and urged to move on quickly.

Let’s get back to the story.

While our “loser of life,” Mr. Andrew, was still immersed in his dreams, suddenly a ring of his cellphone broke the silence.

In the scene, Andrew was clearly annoyed by the late-night call and covered his head with his blanket in irritation, but the phone kept ringing, showing no sign of hanging up… Out of options, Andrew picked up the phone groggily and glanced at the caller ID.

Then, he suddenly snapped to attention, sat up, stared at the phone for a second, and finally answered the call.

“What is it…” He seemed to ask cautiously.

The person on the other end must have said something… Afterwards, Mr. Andrew’s furrowed brows relaxed a lot, and he reverted back to his lazy, unambitious demeanor.

“Alright, alright~ I’ll come over after I wake up!” he mumbled weakly, then closed his eyes and went back to sleep.

Suddenly, just as the scene reached this point… Chen Xiao belted out, “I want to hear the conversation!”

The very next moment, “I want to hear it too!” Yuto Tsujido shouted, dropping all pretenses of politeness at this stage…

Of course, when facing such an opponent, it goes without saying that one should discard any pretense of politeness or decency.

Amid their shouting, the scene paused, and the voice from the TV rose again, “This part of the conversation is worth 5 points… please bid!”

“Ah? There’s a bidding option?” Mr. Tsujido exclaimed.

Chen Xiao didn’t care about the details, simply raising his hand like he was in elementary school, saying, “6 points!”

Mr. Tsujido narrowed his eyes and raised his hand too, “7 points!”

Chen Xiao: “10 points!”

Tsujido-kun: “Oh wow! 15 points!”

Chen Xiao: “Generous… I’ll pass on that~” His tone shifted, and he then casually let go of his raise, as if nothing had happened.

Tsujido-kun: “Er…”

After this brief bidding war with the two jokers, Tsujido-kun successfully acquired the conversation, and immediately, he put his phone to his ear, sneering provocatively at Chen Xiao… However, suddenly, he stiffened, seemingly having heard something, and his expression turned grave.

And Chen Xiao… watching the other person’s face, remained silent, his thoughts inscrutable.

The scene shifted again, and this time, after a brief transition, the camera moved to a small alleyway by the street. Judging by the slant of the sun, it was nearly noon, but the alley still felt devoid of warmth. It was littered with trash, and there were still some puddles that hadn’t dried up.

Theoretically, such an alley shouldn’t see much foot traffic, but at that moment, it was packed… with police officers.

Well, one look at the vibe and you’d know, there must have been a murder here.

The camera pushed forward, passing some busy shoes and damp cobblestones, with the surrounding noise, unclear buzzing, and the occasional camera shutter sounds and flashing lights, until it finally settled on a corpse.

Well… With the scene reaching this point, there were no objections. Chen Xiao and Tsujido-kun looked at each other, both ready to capture the details of the corpse.

But unexpectedly, the camera didn’t settle there. It continued to zoom in, bringing a close-up of the corpse directly into view… It seemed the storyline wasn’t ready to let the players get into a big confrontation so early on by ‘selling all they had.’

Let’s take a look at the corpse… A man, his hair and beard as if they had just been dragged through a swill bucket, the stench wafting through the screen. Through the tangled hair, one could see the lifeless eyes, the pupils dilated, clearly dead beyond doubt. Moving down, there was a long-unwashed coat, the abdomen slashed with countless cuts by a sharp blade, the blood and cotton stuffing mixing, with a hint of the viscera peeking through… Let’s just say, this close-up shot would be incredibly effective at the dinner table if you’re looking to lose weight.

At this moment, in the frame, a man in a miscellaneous leather coat approached the body… This man was none other than Mr. Andrew from the previous shot.

Then… “Hey! No smoking at the crime scene!” came a buzzing voice.

Andrew, with a look of exasperation, casually flicked the cigarette butt onto the ground next to the corpse, and made sure to stamp it out!

The next second, a tall and heavyset person burst into the frame. Judging by his attire, he seemed to be a police officer with some measure of authority. He glared at Andrew fiercely, then looked around, and after confirming no one else had noticed the cigarette butt, he hastily picked it up and pocketed it.

“Damn it, do you realize how hard I had to argue to let you catch this case? If you mess it up again, don’t even think…” The fat man paused, not finishing his threat, but his expression made it clear he was on the verge of turning Andrew into another corpse right then and there.

“All right, all right, I know you helped me…” Andrew said nonchalantly, waving his hand: “But… you’re also helping yourself, aren’t you?”

Right then, Andrew said something bizarre and the camera purposely gave a close-up of his face.

When he spoke, there was a trace of a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth.

It was at this moment…

“Question!” Yuto suddenly raised his hand and shouted, “Am I looking at the murderer’s face right now?”

And the television seemed to consider for a moment: “Hmm… are you asking about the person who killed this homeless man? … That question is worth 300 chips…”

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