Lin Yu knew very clearly that Fu Luo was lying.

Even though his acting skills were already quite good among the amateurs Lin Yu knew, Lin Yu could still see through it.

Fu Luo had just been lying.

The moment he saw the chat records, Fu Luo had almost instantly offered an explanation—but that wasn't because the explanation was true, but because Fu Luo was too clever and his mind worked too fast.

It was completely normal for a detective to be somewhat skilled in deception, after all, his actual job was to see through all kinds of excuses and lies.

Read ten thousand books, and your writing will be divinely inspired.

Hear enough lies, and telling them will come naturally.

And no matter how clever or swift the lie, it couldn't possibly fool Lin Yu.

Because the loophole Lin Yu caught was that most subtle emotional change before Fu Luo even spoke—something only Lin Yu could detect.

The moment Fu Luo saw the chat records, he first showed some surprise, then...

The surprise transformed into fear.

The investigation really wasn't done by him.

And Fu Luo should have almost instantly guessed who was using his account to send these messages he knew nothing about, and the identity of that "real culprit" put pressure on him that made him have to admit it.

So...

Apart from the already known facts that the Psychological Society had rated him S-level, and the Free Alliance, knowing about the Psychological Society's evaluation, had sent Li Nian to investigate him...

The identity of "May May" had also become complicated.

Not only did a big shot from the Marauders commission Almond to investigate him, but even another mysterious figure whose organization affiliation was unknown had used Fu Luo's account to send him Fluoxetine's information.

What worried Lin Yu the most was, if the other party could really tamper with forum accounts...

This big shot hiding in the shadows might not necessarily be targeting just the "May" identity alone.

Thinking that his performance might be completely under someone else's watchful gaze made Lin Yu feel somewhat uncomfortable.

He really enjoyed performing, really enjoyed the feeling of being watched... but not when it came to this part involving the Death Game.

"Right before I'm about to perform the most dangerous 'act,' getting this kind of news really doesn't feel good," Lin Yu said with emotion.

But...

The performance still had to continue.

After bidding farewell to Fu Luo, Lin Yu rode his bicycle to...

Beiqiao District.

Then, Lin Yu used False Face to transform into Fluoxetine's appearance again.

He sat at the entrance of the pet shop where Xia Yue had once worked in Beiqiao District, watched the passersby for a while, then casually stopped a somewhat attractive, stylishly dressed short-haired girl.

Her eyes were clear, she had an air of someone inexperienced with the world, and she was carrying a backpack—clearly a college student at first glance.

"Hey hey, sister, could you help me out?"

"Lend me your phone!"

Fluoxetine's face was very beautiful, the kind of stunning, dazzling beauty that captivates people at first glance.

Beautiful people always receive all kinds of preferential treatment, even from the same gender.

Plus young people are always warm-hearted and kind, so the college girl was stunned for a moment, and although somewhat confused, she subconsciously took out her phone.

Only after handing the phone to Fluoxetine did she stammer and speak.

"What... what do you need the phone for?"

Lin Yu picked up the phone, turned on the front camera, pulled the college girl over, and took a selfie together.

"Just treat it as social practice or me losing a dare," she said.

After saving the photo, she opened the college girl's various social media accounts.

Moments, Little X Book, X Video, B Station, QQ Space... even X La posted this selfie.

The caption was...

"Time to fulfill the promise! See you there!"

After Lin Yu finished posting, she returned the phone to the girl.

"So good, thank you beautiful sister—please don't delete it, okay? Keep it for at least 24 hours!"

After saying this, Lin Yu stuffed ten bright red bills into the girl's hand.

The college girl was overwhelmed by the unexpected favor, clutching the money while looking at Lin Yu.

"This... this is too much," she said, her face somewhat red, seeming a bit embarrassed.

"It's fine, this is payment for troubling you," Lin Yu gently scratched the girl's cheek, "and also a reward for your kindness and generosity, sister."

As Lin Yu spoke, the girl's face turned even redder.

Even though Lin Yu had already returned her phone and given her payment, the girl was reluctant to leave.

After lingering for a long time, she finally gathered her courage to speak.

"Um, little sister, how old are you... can, can we exchange WeChat contacts?"

Lin Yu shook her finger.

"Sister, if I had a phone to add WeChat, would I need to borrow your phone?"

The short-haired girl said: "Oh, right... then wait a moment!"

She took off her backpack, then took out a pen and a "Chinese Language and Literature" textbook from the bag, tore off a corner of the textbook's title page, and wrote down a phone number.

"This... this is my phone number!"

The short-haired girl stuffed the phone number into Lin Yu's hand, then ran off as if flying.

Watching the other's reaction, Lin Yu couldn't help but laugh silently.

He folded the note in half, stuffed it into his jacket pocket, then left Beiqiao District.

And not long after Lin Yu left Beiqiao District...

The selfie and ambiguous caption that the somewhat handsome-looking girl with quite a few friends had posted across various platforms quickly received many likes from friends and followers.

The algorithm also recommended it to more strangers who saw this message.

Although this was just a small ripple in the big data websites, even such a tiny ripple was enough to surge before certain people.

For example...

In the break room of a certain clinic, a young doctor lying on the bed who had ordered an inflated divine coupon 9.9 yuan takeout egg fried rice and was bored scrolling through short videos admiring beauties suddenly sat up straight while swiping through videos one by one.

"Wait!"

He shouted, swiped back three videos, looked at the photo of the two girls together, his pupils dilating.

"Holy shit, this is huge, Teacher Fluoxetine got herself a girlfriend!"

Chlorpromazine frantically pressed the volume button to take screenshots, then immediately sent them to a certain 50-member group called "Society Melon Eaters."

"Brothers, come see Teacher Fluoxetine's fresh new girlfriend!"

As soon as this photo came out, the originally somewhat quiet group where only a few people were asking if anyone wanted to game instantly exploded with dozens of question marks.

[Dolantine: What the hell is this? @Fluoxetine]

[Ritalin: Damn, you actually came across this]

[Lorazepam: Sister Ting, not coming out to explain?]

[Citalopram: Doesn't really look like a girlfriend though... what is this?]

At the end of the messages, the person in question's belated comment arrived.

[Fluoxetine: Oh my, what's going on here?]