Death Game: Starting as a fraudster, pretending to be a god.

Chapter 1242 Who the hell is Wang Xiaoling?

"This joke is terrible, terrible," Lin Yu said, looking at Fluoxetine in front of him, his tone calming down. "You know, if you and the fortune teller were locked in a cage right now, and I had a gun with two bullets that could kill both of you, I would choose to shoot you twice."

Fluoxetine thought for a moment and said, "What if there are three bullets, plus a 'pen name'? I noticed in the last [copy] that you seemed to dislike her quite a bit."

Before Lin Yu could answer, Fluoxetine said, "Hmm...wait, let's say there are four bullets, plus the murderer of Forboluo?"

Lin Yu laughed.

"You are truly unreasonable—you even joke about Forboluo. I will kill you."

Fluoxetine tilted his head. "Oh, this isn't just a joke... I got some information from you, and as a courtesy between friends, I was actually planning to tell you some clues about the murderer of 'Forboluo'."

Lin Yu formally rejected Fluoxetine: "We are not friends, so I don't need your information exchange."

"You were able to get something out of me about Schreiber. I'm just not as good as you."

Looking at Lin Yu's determined tone, Fluoxetine acted exaggeratedly and heartbrokenly: "Oh, really, is it so hard to accept being friends with me?"

"You're not even willing to pretend—you only need to trick me once to get clues to the murderer. Pretty good deal, isn't it?"

"Just think of it as becoming my best friend for the sake of Forboluo."

Fluoxetine stretched out his hand and said to Lin Yu.

Lin Yu shook his head: "No, I don't need your clues because I already know the identity of the murderer... I don't need your clues to seek revenge for 'Forboluo'."

"The clues and hints he left me are more than enough. Don't underestimate Forboluo. He is the greatest detective in the world."

Lin Yu said seriously, Fluoxetine was stunned for a moment, then curled his lips.

"I see... Well, it seems that 'Four Polo' is your best friend."

Lin Yu nodded and gave an affirmative answer.

"Yes."

After all, judging from the director's identity, Forboluo is indeed one of the director's most important friends.

"I'm so jealous of that guy," Fluoxetine rubbed his face. "Since you don't need any clues about the murderer, what information should I give you in exchange?"

Lin Yu looked at Fluoxetine, who seemed distressed, and spoke again: "Why do you have to exchange with me? We are not friends. I have already said that I am just not as skilled as you."

Fluoxetine shook his head: "No,だめ,Nein,?2?7?9?9,het!"

"This is my quirk—can't you see? I'm a willful guy who takes satisfying my quirk as my first principle of action, overriding any 'rational thinking'."

"Now that I know something from you, I must tell you something."

As Fluoxetine was talking, Lin Yu still couldn't figure out what the other party was up to.

"Sure, how about you tell me your real name and your past life experiences?"

Lin Yu raised a question that he thought should go beyond the bottom line of "Fluoxetine".

But what is unexpected is...

Fluoxetine actually agreed.

"That's fine, but destroying my mystery will greatly reduce my charm!"

Lin Yu said, "I never felt any charm from you."

"That's a really hurtful thing to me," Fluoxetine said, snapping his fingers. "Okay, anyway... dear Senior Lin Yu."

"Welcome to my home!"

As she spoke, the two of them had already returned from the theater to the house that Lin Yu had just seen, which was spliced ​​together with his own home and had a lot of solid wood furniture and a very elegant decoration style.

But this time, it was not put together with Lin Yu's house, but appeared in a complete form.

Fluoxetine put his hands behind his back and introduced himself.

"Look, this is my home—I've lived here for the past 15 years. In the family photo over there you can see me, my parents, my sister, my grandparents, and my grandparents."

"I usually live here with my parents. That's my bedroom, my parents' bedroom is on the left, and my sister's is on the right. Although she no longer lives here, the room is still there."

"My father teaches mathematics in elementary school, and my mother is an accountant for the government."

"After I started high school, I left home because it was a boarding school. I never came back. It wasn't because our school didn't allow family visits, but because soon after I left home, my mental illness had a major outbreak, so I was taken to a mental hospital. Of course, I only stayed there for half a year before I 'escaped'."

"Anyway...this is how I came to be. It's not a particularly dramatic or shattered background. I'm just an ordinary, non-only child from a dual-income family in the city. Even my mental illness can't be blamed on my original family. My parents and sister are perfectly normal people. I was just born with a broken brain," Fluoxetine shrugged. "To be honest, I sometimes miss home."

Lin Yu looked at the family photo hanging on the wall and the display cabinet next to it that contained some youth competition trophies, and nodded.

"It seems that your family has a pretty harmonious relationship... Besides, your parents must be very proud of you and your sister."

"It's mainly me. After all, my sister's trophies are all from piano competitions, and I've won championships in math Olympiads and English speaking competitions," Fluoxetine said with a smile. "My parents still like me more—unfortunately, they chose the wrong answer in the two-choice question."

Lin Yu nodded and raised a new question.

"So... your sister's name is Wang Xiaoying, and you're Wang Xiaoling?"

Fluoxetine said helplessly: "Yes - this name is also very common, isn't it? I don't like common names, so if it weren't for your strong request, dear senior, I wouldn't tell anyone about this!"

Lin Yu did not respond.

But staring at the three words "Wang Xiaoling" engraved on the base of the trophy, Lin Yu was thinking...

That's really weird.

This is completely inconsistent with the personal information I already know about "Fluoxetine".

Let's not even talk about how this guy got his biological parents, biological sister, and a home he's lived in for fifteen years, as well as his junior high school diploma...

First of all, shouldn’t her name be Bai You?