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Death Game: Starting as a Trickster, Pretending to Be a God

Chapter 90: The Detectiveʼs Discovery · Oct 14, 2026

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51 Chapter 51: The Choice! The Second Room! 2026-10-14
52 Chapter 52: Coo! 2026-10-14
53 Chapter 53: The Cruel 2026-10-14
54 Chapter 54: The Second Question, The God of Change! 2026-10-14
55 Chapter 55: Testing the Waters 2026-10-14
56 Chapter 56: The Third Room! Five Statements! 2026-10-14
57 Chapter 57: Invitation, Deception, Betrayal 2026-10-14
58 Chapter 58: Lovers Turned Foes, Blood Debt Paid in Blood 2026-10-14
59 Chapter 59: A Web of Lies 2026-10-14
60 Chapter 60: Speak My Name 2026-10-14
61 Chapter 61: Future Lin Yu, Lin Yu the God? 2026-10-14
62 Chapter 62: The Fourth Room! 2026-10-14
63 Chapter 63: Reward Stage - The Origin of the Fraudster Class! 2026-10-14
64 Chapter 64: “Unforgotten’s” True Purpose and Identity! 2026-10-14
65 Chapter 65: The Final Deception! 2026-10-14
66 Chapter 66: Two Rewards: Teeth of Prophecy and Tongue of Deceit 2026-10-14
67 Chapter 67: Returning to Reality, Promotion Trial! 2026-10-14
68 Chapter 68: Evaluation and Inquiry 2026-10-14
69 Chapter 69: The Truth About Promotion! 2026-10-14
70 Chapter 70: The Tycoonʼs Invitation! 2026-10-14
71 Chapter 71: The Tycoonʼs Strength! 2026-10-14
72 Chapter 72: Unboxing! 2026-10-14
73 Chapter 73: Investigation Results 2026-10-14
74 Chapter 74: New Dungeon! The Cafeteria Freezer! 2026-10-14
75 Chapter 75: Entering the Game! Promotion Trial and the Fraudster! 2026-10-14
76 Chapter 76: A Thorny Problem 2026-10-14
77 Chapter 77: Ability Activated! Searching for Outposts! 2026-10-14
78 Chapter 78: Encountering Another Player 2026-10-14
79 Chapter 79: The Strategy to Complete the Mission 2026-10-14
80 Chapter 80: The Torch and Unexpected Findings 2026-10-14
81 Chapter 81: The Third Profession, Teacher! 2026-10-14
82 Chapter 82: The Fourth Profession, Ruffian! 2026-10-14
83 Chapter 83: The Great Detective Furbollo 2026-10-14
84 Chapter 84: Twelve Professions! The Cabin at the Center Point! 2026-10-14
85 Chapter 85: The Strange House, The Visiting Detective, and ʼChateʼ 2026-10-14
86 Chapter 86: The Mapʼs Omission and the Emerging Deception 2026-10-14
87 Chapter 87: Rest 2026-10-14
88 Chapter 88: Dream, Death, and Clues 2026-10-14
89 Chapter 89: Kidnapping the Detective! 2026-10-14
90 Chapter 90: The Detectiveʼs Discovery 2026-10-14
91 Chapter 91: Password, Dinner, and Puzzle 2026-10-14
92 Chapter 92: Researcherʼs Notes and the Truth 2026-10-14
93 Chapter 93: Vale Valetti 2026-10-14
94 Chapter 94: New Death, Accelerated Time 2026-10-14
95 Chapter 95: This Must Be Chateʼs Illusion! 2026-10-14
96 Chapter 96: The Truth of Extreme Winter Mountain 2026-10-14
97 Chapter 97: I Thought You Were From the Psychological Society! 2026-10-14
98 Chapter 98: The True Nature of Chate 2026-10-14
99 Chapter 99: The Truth Corporation and Ville Valetti’s Request 2026-10-14
100 Chapter 100: The Deal 2026-10-14

Chapter 90: The Detectiveʼs Discovery

”Speak up, have you found anything?”

Lin Yu sat on the chair gripping his gun, watching as Furbollo circled the room three times before asking.

The so-called ʼDetectiveʼ turned to face Lin Yu with a solemn expression.

”Indeed, I have made a discovery.”

”This room... is warmer than I expected!”

Lin Yu sighed at Furbolloʼs words.

”Respected ʼDetective Furbollo,ʼ my time is precious, and so are my bullets.”

”Either activate your Detective abilities immediately, or Iʼll take matters into my own hands.”

Hearing this, Furbollo stopped dawdling and spoke quickly.

”Alright, Iʼve actually already found the most suspicious thing in this room!”
He pointed at the workbench.

”That table contains a hidden mechanism.”

Lin Yu frowned slightly. ”A mechanism? I didnʼt notice anything.”

It was worth noting that Lin Yu had thoroughly inspected that very table.

He had tapped every part of it but found nothing unusual.

After all, it was while examining this table that Lin Yu had encountered Chate - giving him reason to suspect Chate didnʼt want him investigating further.

Yet repeated inspections afterward still revealed nothing amiss, making Lin Yu think it might just be coincidence.

But Furbollo shook his head.

”Itʼs normal you didnʼt find it - the mechanism is extremely well hidden...”

Then he looked at Lin Yu.

”What do you think is most important for being a Detective?”

Lin Yu thought for a moment before answering:

”Is it reasoning ability and observational skills? Being able to find clues and deduce their hidden meanings?”

”Wrong,” Furbollo shook his head.

”The most important thing for a detective... is knowledge.”

He pointed to his head:

”You donʼt need deep expertise in any one area, but you need to know a little about everything.”

”Nighttime constellations, herbal scents, rock hardness, martial arts styles... Any great detective must be a jack-of-all-trades.”

”That way, when seeking ʼtruth,ʼ environments that seem like meaningless fog to others become talkative friends.”

”Therefore, I donʼt even need to activate my Detective ability yet.”

Furbollo approached the table and gave it a slight push:

”This workbenchʼs material is wrong - straight grain, brittle texture, easily stained. Itʼs balsa wood.”

”Normally used for small boxes or panels, rarely for tables.”

”And even if used for a table, it shouldnʼt be this heavy - the weight when pushed felt like the elm tables from my hometown.”

”So itʼs not solid wood throughout.”

”I suspect itʼs like this cabin - wood covering metal construction.”

Furbollo looked confidently at Lin Yu while scratching his butt.

”My suggestion? If youʼre looking for whatʼs ʼoffʼ in this house, either chop it open... or burn it.”

Hearing Furbolloʼs confident words, Lin Yu exhaled.

He picked up a black torch and without another word, lit it.

Pale flames scorched the wood, creating a black mark before quickly igniting the entire board.

Furbollo, watching Lin Yuʼs decisiveness, seemed surprised.

”You trust me that much?”

He said in astonishment as flames soon engulfed the entire table in quiet combustion.

”Your reasoning made sense. Why wouldnʼt I believe you?”

Lin Yu calmly observed the burning table.

Furbollo shook his head:

”Normally when I donʼt announce using my ability, convincing people is difficult.”

He sighed:

”Whether in the Death Game or real life, people are stubborn, impossible to persuade...”

Lin Yu looked at Furbollo and couldnʼt help but comment:

”I think you should reflect on your own shortcomings.”

While Furbolloʼs analysis was logical, everything from his attire to accent to demeanor made him inherently unconvincing!

He looked completely unreliable.

What kind of detective spoke with a Henan accent while wearing earflap hats?

If not for Lin Yuʼs fascination with human observation that minimized appearanceʼs influence on judgment, even he would doubt Furbollo.

Soon, the entire table burned away.

As flames threatened to spread, Lin Yu grabbed a bucket found under the stove and doused it with snowmelt.

”Sizzle!”

The fire extinguished amidst billowing steam and smoke.

Behind the dying embers, a metal box was revealed where wood had burned away, bringing a pleased smile to Furbolloʼs face.

”Ha—I knew there was something inside!”

He stepped forward to brush off ash and charred remnants from the boxʼs surface.

But upon touching it, Furbollo shrieked in pain.

”Damn, thatʼs hot!”

He rushed outside screaming, plunging his hand into snow to cool it.

Lin Yu sighed and walked over.

”Oh wise polymath, great detective who knows astronomy and geography, didnʼt you know embers stay hot after fires?”

Tears of pain in his eyes, Furbollo looked up:

”I got too excited...”

Lin Yu shook his head again:

”Honestly donʼt know how you survived sixteen dungeons...”

He fetched another bucket of snow, pouring most over the metal box.

After this snow melted, the boxʼs surface had cooled enough.

Lin Yu calmly brushed off residue with a book, then wiped his hands with snow.

The metal box stood about as tall as a six-year-old child, perfectly rectangular with a locked door on top secured by an old-fashioned rotary combination lock requiring a four-digit code.

Lin Yu crouched before it, pondering.

”The password then...”

Furbollo shuffled over, his right hand swollen red with whitened burns on palm and fingers that would soon blister.

”Brother May, could you heal me with your Doctor ability?”

”It hurts so damn bad!”

Lin Yu chuckled.

”Absolutely not. I donʼt compensate for stupidity.”

”Besides, itʼs not life-threatening.”

Furbollo eyed the lockbox.

”How about this - Iʼll solve the code, you heal my hand?”

Lin Yu gave him a strange look.

”When did you get the illusion you could bargain with me?”

”You solve the code, and I promise not to chop off that hand - thatʼs more like it.”

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