Chapter 113: Twenty-Ninth Floor, The Deck Stained by Betrayal (2)
With ten pairs of eyes fixed on me, I needed to say something.
How should I defend myself? Hmm, I could say—No that wouldn’t work. Wait, how about this?
“If I were the killer, would I need to pick off one person at a time?”
“What are you implying?”
Keeping my tone calm and direct, I attempted to sound confident rather than arrogant. “I’m saying that I could kill you all even if everyone came at me at once.”
Fortunately, my rebuttal went as planned. The crew went silent as soon as I finished, leading to a tense pause.
Finally, the first mate spoke up, “No matter how skilled you are, I doubt you could fend off all of us at once.”
“Oh, really? We can test that, right now. I’ll only restrain you, so don’t worry about getting hurt.”
The first mate looked ready to respond but swallowed his words.
When the silence only thickened, I added, “I understand it’s unsettling to be suspected, but let’s avoid reckless accusations.”
“We’ve sailed together for years! No one here would—”