The Supporting Female Character Wakes Up and Gets a Happy Ending with the Female Lead (GL) - Chapter 18

At eight o’clock in the morning, the doors of the guests were knocked on one by one by Lin Lin, who had greeted them last night, inviting them downstairs for breakfast.

Lin Ji, who had spent a sleepless night, got out of bed with a dizzy head and looked frequently at Ji Baixing while changing clothes.

But Ji Baixing acted normally, as if nothing had happened. Even while changing, she could openly point to the prop on her shoulder, teasing Lin Ji about the “bite mark” she had tricked her into putting on last night.

Ji Baixing’s calm attitude, as if nothing had happened, made Lin Ji feel for a moment that the kiss last night was just an illusion.

[Hehehe, I knew my judgment was right! After all, she used to hold the script of a vicious supporting female character! There’s no way she can’t be more dominant than the female lead!]

[What incredible plot did I miss overnight? Weren’t they here for immersive role-playing?]

[Isn’t this playing the role?]

“Given our character settings, should we walk separately?”

Ji Baixing changed into a creamy white dress, combed her hair smooth, put on a black velvet headband, and wore a small cross-body bag, looking gentle and lovely.

She waved at Lin Ji and went downstairs first.

Downstairs, she found everyone present. She and Lin Ji must be the last ones down.

No, Lin Ji hadn’t come down yet.

“Class President, why are you so late?” Sheng Sheng sat across the dining table, eating toast. “Hey, where’s Lin Ji? Why hasn’t she come down?”

Ji Baixing sat down at the end of the dining table, paused, and casually replied, “She said her stomach wasn’t feeling well. She might come down a little later.”

At this time, everyone was cheerful and happy. After a night’s rest, everyone was full of anticipation for today’s experience.

Sheng Sheng was no longer afraid of Lin Lin, who had scared her last night. When Lin Lin came over to pour milk, she even actively tugged at her skirt and whispered, “Sister, was what you said last night about taking care of me true?”

Lin Lin was stunned by the question, then smiled: “Of course. But I have two ways of taking care of you. Which one would the little sister prefer?”

Sheng Sheng: “…”

Forget it. I’ll just play on my own.

When everyone was mostly done with breakfast, Lin Lin stood at the head of the dining table and said, “Everyone, you can start entering your roles a little.”

“After a night’s rest, everyone must have slept well, right?” Lin Lin’s smile started normally, but as she entered her role, it gradually became a bit chilling. “I am the housekeeper of this abandoned castle. Since everyone received an invitation to explore and visit—”

Lin Lin’s tone dragged on, making it feel as if they were truly in some abandoned castle, each harboring their own secrets, using and guarding against each other.

“—or to do other interesting things, you can also come to me with any questions.” Lin Lin’s voice became lively again. “However, I will not answer questions related to clues.”

Just as she was speaking, Lin Ji walked down from upstairs. Dressed in a long red dress, she looked cold and stunning. Every smile, every movement, seemed to have fully adopted the character of “Hua An,” who was gorgeous yet arrogant and dismissive of others.

“Wow,” Sheng Sheng gasped.

Lin Ji’s expression was calm. She sat down opposite Ji Baixing, took a sip of milk, then looked at the crowd, and slowly spoke: “Someone died upstairs.”

“Ah? Wh…” One of the boys was surprised, then flipped open his script, which he hadn’t read much of, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Lin also quickly entered her role: “Oh dear, how could someone be dead? This castle is very safe. Let’s go up and see.”

Everyone crowded around to go upstairs, leaving Lin Ji alone downstairs, nonchalantly eating breakfast.

Song Zhaonan was the last one to walk. His identity card was a psychiatrist. He turned back with a smile, looking at Lin Ji: “Aren’t you going up to take a look?”

Lin Ji replied without looking up: “I already saw it. It spoiled my appetite.”

Ji Baixing also chuckled and teased: “Let’s go, Dr. Song.”

Everyone went upstairs and left. Lin Ji ate a little more downstairs, then stopped. She had flipped through the script several times that morning in the room and was mostly familiar with it.

She knew who the killer was, but it didn’t really pose a threat to her. But what she found very strange was why her mission was only to contract a Blood Servant.

The prop being attached last night should mean the mission was already a success. So, what was she supposed to do next? Just watch the show? And accidentally get killed in the process?

The crowd upstairs gathered in front of the door, which was already open. The bright red artificial blood had already coagulated, and there were signs that it had been deliberately wiped, leaving the blood smeared messily.

“The killer must have left footprints or something else that could identify them before they escaped, right? The blood at the door looks like it was smeared,” Sheng Sheng said, taking a large step over the blood at the door and jumping into the room.

“Ah—!” Despite being mentally prepared, Sheng Sheng was startled by the dummy that came into view as she jumped in.

Zhang Yu stood at the doorway, laughing: “Are you okay, my dear deskmate? If you’re scared, come out. Why rush in so much? Aren’t you afraid the killer hasn’t left and will jump out and get you?”

Sheng Sheng turned to glare at Zhang Yu: “Joke’s on you. I grew up watching horror movies. I’m afraid of this? If you’re not afraid, then come in! Why are you blocking the doorway?”

“I’m watching your moves,” Zhang Yu said cheekily with a smile.

“I’m voting for you first later! You’re clearly being sneaky and afraid to come in,” Sheng Sheng said, bypassing the dummy lying on the floor, staring at the ceiling as if dead with grievances. She began to observe the room.

The room had limited space. The first people to enter to look for clues were Song Zhaonan, Ji Baixing, Sheng Sheng, and Zhang Yu.

The items in the room were neatly placed. Nothing was dropped on the floor, and there were no signs of damaged objects, as if the person had died naturally while resting in the room.

The dummy’s face wore a smile, and its clothes were neat, but there were many external injuries from beating, making it hard to believe that this person died with a smile.

“Could the killer have forced a smile onto his face before he died?” Sheng Sheng leaned in close to look at the dummy. “That smile is too strange.”

Song Zhaonan symbolically adjusted his glasses: “I don’t think so. From my observation, the smile is very natural and comes from the heart.”

“How can you tell that from a dummy?” Zhang Yu teased.

Song Zhaonan spread his hands: “I can’t help it. I’m a doctor who specializes in observing micro-expressions. The character setting requires it, so don’t worry about whether it’s a real person or a dummy.”

The four wandered around the room for another while, then went downstairs, letting Ning Mang and the propaganda committee member from the Science class, Wei Xi, go in to search for clues.

Everyone returned to the hall. The dining table had been cleared, and a cup of warm water was prepared for each person. Lin Ji was still sitting in her original spot, looking down at her phone, as if the plot had nothing to do with her.

“So, should we share the clues we found once the other two come back?”

After waiting for ten minutes, the remaining two returned.

The dining table was full of people, and everyone held a pen and a blank sheet of paper.

“So, let’s start with the person who first discovered the scene. What time did you discover the body, what was the general situation you saw, and did you find anything?”

Lin Ji put down her phone and looked at the crowd: “Around nine o’clock this morning, I came out of my room to go downstairs for breakfast. I suddenly heard a cat meowing in the corridor, so I followed the sound of the cat meowing and saw an open door. There was some blood seeping out of the doorway. The person was already dead at that time.”

“I didn’t go in to check, as it was too scary. I just stood at the doorway for a moment, then came down to tell you all.”

Lin Ji’s voice was flat, with no hint of being scared.

“Cat meowing?” Sheng Sheng was stunned and turned to ask Lin Lin, who was standing nearby, “Does the castle have a cat?”

Lin Lin smiled and replied: “No one keeps a cat in the castle, but I don’t know about stray cats outside.”

“Next,” Song Zhaonan said.

Everyone took turns speaking, and the clues they observed were largely consistent.

The victim’s inexplicable smile and the obvious, seemingly retaliatory wounds on the body suggested multiple points of suspicion.

“Could it be that the crime was committed by an acquaintance?” Ning Mang, who had been quiet until now, suddenly spoke up. “There were no signs of a struggle in the room, suggesting he trusted the person and didn’t guard against them?”

“That’s possible, but what about the wounds on his body…” Sheng Sheng frowned.

“The wounds seem to have been inflicted after death,” Song Zhaonan chimed in.

Zhang Yu looked bewildered: “Aren’t you a psychiatrist? How can you tell that?”

Song Zhaonan smiled: “I’m actually not just an ordinary psychiatrist.”

“Don’t smile like that. I’m starting to suspect you’re the killer,” Zhang Yu sighed, flipping through the script in his hand. “Anyway, I’m just a photographer who tags along. I heard rumors that this castle is haunted. A few days ago, someone posted an ambiguous picture that went viral, and I couldn’t resist coming to try my luck, hoping to run into a ghost so I could take some pictures and go viral too.”

“If it was an acquaintance, I definitely didn’t know the person who died upstairs. I rode my bicycle for several miles last night just to get here. I almost dropped my camera.”

Sheng Sheng also said: “I don’t know that person either. I’m a brave adventurer. I have an account dedicated to live streaming my adventures in haunted houses and places where people supposedly see ghosts.”

Next were Ning Mang and Wei Xi. Their identities were college students tricked into traveling. They arrived at the castle in the afternoon and only saw a post online about the castle being haunted that night, so they planned to check the situation in the morning and leave. Both said they didn’t know the victim.

Then it was Ji Baixing’s turn.

“I knew the victim.” Ji Baixing hadn’t revealed her identity yet, but her statement instantly made the atmosphere tense. “He was one of my admirers. He came here seemingly because of me.”