Chapter 292 - My Favorite Part (2/2)

Zhang Heng was the most inscrutable player among them. Always on his own, he was an obscure character, rarely interacting with the others. Moreover, he was strong and performed above and beyond in his training. Some people even wondered if he was, in fact, an actual astronaut. Although his menacing aura was not as telling as before, Jia Lai was still instinctively intimidated.

Yin Xiong did not continue what she was saying. She gave Zhang Heng a good look, then drew a smile on her face for Jia Lai. “Alright, I’m coming!” She hadn’t even left for five minutes when there was another knock on Zhang Heng’s door.

This time, the middle-aged man was standing outside. Livingston pushed his gla.s.ses up the bridge of his nose, saying, “I think we all need to talk about what just happened. I’ve already notified the others and we’ll be gathering in my room in fifteen minutes. Do you have any questions?” “No.”

“Very good, see you later.”

This was the first time Zhang Heng entered another player’s residence. Livingston’s place was slightly smaller than his but the layout was the same. The only difference was, in the place of a TV, there was an antique radio. The other players were already there when Zhang Heng arrived.

The high school student and the listless young man occupied the only two chairs in the room. Jia Lai and Yin Xiong were on the bed, and the couch was still unoccupied. Livingston then gestured Zhang Heng to the sofa.

Once Zhang Heng was seated, Livingston closed the door and walked to the center of the room.

“Alright, I’ll get straight to the point. I don’t think Anthony’s death was an accident.”

“Why say that?” asked the listless man as he noisily cracked a peanut open and popped it into his mouth.

“Don’t tell me you didn’t see it. Anthony followed all the instructions to the dot. When he realized that the Lunar Landing Training Vehicle was out of control, he pulled the lever under the ejection seat. All of these happened a few seconds before the whole thing crashed and blew up.”

“Why wasn’t he ejected then?” Jia Lai asked.

Livingston looked around the room. “Good question. I believe some of you here can answer that for me.” “Oh, this is my favorite part!” the listless young man clapped.

“I remembered you saying that one day, he might just kill himself by accident,” the student suddenly blurted.

“So?”

“How did you know that this would happen?”

“Because I’m smarter?” shrugged the listless young man. “You can’t possibly believe that. With my scores, I can board Apollo 11 without killing anyone. Out of all the people in the room, save for that cool guy over there, I’m probably the last person you should suspect.” “Seems to be that way,” Jia Lai muttered. “Excuse me?” the listless young man turned around, as his gaze hardened.

Jia Lai instantly shrunk back, looking away almost instantly. He seemed to have an instinct of a scared animal.

“I think he’s saying that since the results are not out yet, there are still many uncertainties.” Livingston wiped his gla.s.ses. “For all we know, you could be lying.”