Chapter 52: Bandaging

The next second, Lin Sizhi realized he had returned to the community hall.

A few gasps instantly rang out in his ears.

"What happened!"

"So much blood! Someone, help!"

"What's going on? Wait, where's Uncle Ding? Where is Uncle Ding?"

The community hall was in a state of chaos.

Lin Sizhi and Cao Haichuan had participated in the game as spectators, so they were uninjured and perfectly fine.

In contrast, Cai Zhiyuan and Wang Yongxin were in a wretched state.

Both had wounds on their shoulders caused by the piercing mechanisms of the walking farmers. Although the bleeding had been somewhat controlled, the injuries still looked terrifying.

The dense, bloody puncture holes visible after they stripped off their outer clothing were particularly heart-stopping.

Wang Yongxin also had shocking bloody lacerations on his hands and neck.

Everyone scrambled to help; some assisted Cai Zhiyuan and Wang Yongxin in sitting down, while others rushed to the vending machines to check for hemostatic drugs and bandages.

Fu Chen, as he had done last time, immediately began a headcount and quickly discovered that Ding Wenqiang was not in the hall.

Instead, a solitary visa bracelet lay on the floor.

An ominous suspicion arose in Fu Chen's heart. He slowly leaned down to pick up the bracelet and found Ding Wenqiang's name written clearly upon it.

Not only that, but the once-smooth bracelet was now covered in cracks, as if it had been forcibly decommissioned.

The large screen began to broadcast the final results of this game.

【Announcing the final visa time acquisition for Community 17 in "The King's Judgment."】

【No. 4 Cao Haichuan: 76,000】

【No. 5 Cai Zhiyuan: 2,450】

【No. 6 Wang Yongxin: 25,000】

【No. 10 Ding Wenqiang: Deported】

【No. 12 Lin Sizhi: 44,000】

【5% of the above visa times will be incorporated into the Community Security Fund according to community rules; the remaining visa time will be credited to each player's visa.】

Cao Haichuan found a chair and sat down slowly. Seeing this result, his heart felt heavy.

Because he had watched the entire game as a spectator, he knew that the chips Ding Wenqiang had actually accumulated during the game exceeded 100,000.

Even without considering the 500,000 blank check eventually issued by the spectators who bet on the King's side, it was already an incredibly exaggerated figure.

If Ding Wenqiang had been able to return safely, this amount of visa time would have been enough for him to live peacefully for over two months.

But with Ding Wenqiang's death in the game, all that visa time had been snatched away by the imitator who designed this game.

Qin Yao and Yang Yuting, who had just gone to the vending machine, came running back with small steps.

"There are first-aid kits in the vending machine, but they cost 499 each. The Community Security Fund doesn't have enough money."

Wang Yongxin and Cai Zhiyuan struggled to stand up. "It's fine, we'll buy them ourselves."

The two went to separate vending machines and each purchased a first-aid kit.

Although supplies purchased with the Community Security Fund could be circulated and used freely among players, the initial allocation was only 80 minutes per person per day, so it could not cover the cost of such first-aid kits.

They had to pay out of their own pockets.

After purchasing them, Wang Yongxin and Cai Zhiyuan were assisted back to the resting area of the hall to sit down.

The two first-aid kits were opened.

The contents were quite comprehensive, including medical alcohol, iodine, hydrogen peroxide, cotton swabs, scissors, Band-Aids, medical tape, bandages, and various other medical supplies.

There were also various common medicines such as painkillers, anti-allergics, and antibiotics.

Looking at the wide array of medicines, Yang Yuting felt somewhat lost. "These things... who knows how to use them?"

Cao Haichuan picked up the medical alcohol. "I'll do it."

As a criminal investigation officer, although Cao Haichuan's methods were somewhat rough, they were generally effective.

He first disinfected the wounds, then bandaged them, and finally administered some anti-inflammatory and pain-relieving medication.

Cai Zhiyuan and Wang Yongxin grimaced in pain during the process, but fortunately, Cao Haichuan was quite fast, so the pain was brief.

After drinking some water, the two were assisted back to their rooms to rest.

The others began to tidy up, marking the two first-aid kits with the names of Cai Zhiyuan and Wang Yongxin respectively to prevent confusion, before storing them away properly.

Only after everyone had finished their tasks could they finally catch their breath.

"It seems we need to propose another motion: to allocate a sum from the Community Security Fund specifically for purchasing medical supplies. Otherwise, having to buy medical kits ourselves every time is not only expensive but also prone to waste," Fu Chen said while recording in his notebook to ensure he didn't forget.

Li Renshu looked at Cao Haichuan. "There's no need to rush the matter of purchasing medical supplies; we can discuss that later. Officer Cao, what exactly happened in the game?"

When the game had just ended, everything was in chaos, and since Cai Zhiyuan and Wang Yongxin were injured, it was impossible for everyone to immediately discuss the details of the game.

Now that things had temporarily settled, everyone was curious about what had transpired inside.

Cao Haichuan sighed silently. "It's a long story; a few words won't suffice to explain it. Not everyone is here right now, so let's wait until tonight. Once Cai Zhiyuan and Wang Yongxin have rested and everyone is present, we will conduct a detailed debriefing."

Li Renshu thought for a moment and nodded. "Alright, then tonight it is."

Cao Haichuan stood up wearily. Although he had earned the most visa time in this game within the entire Community 17, he knew in reality that he had simply won by riding on others' coattails.

The entire game had been filled with a sense of powerlessness.

This made him feel even more guilty.

Cao Haichuan left the hall, went to the outdoor area, and silently lit a cigarette.

...

After dinner, the atmosphere in the Community 17 hall was somewhat somber.

Everyone sat around the long table, their expressions varying.

Su Xiucen was clearly still struggling to accept the reality, her eyes red and swollen from crying.

They had only just managed to solve Ding Wenqiang's food problem using the Community Security Fund, but who could have imagined that he would suddenly be gone forever.

The others were also somewhat sorrowful.

Ding Wenqiang's cracked bracelet was placed on an empty spot at the long table.

Cao Haichuan looked at the detailed rules of "The King's Judgment" on the large screen, trying to calm his emotions slightly.

"I'll start by recounting the entire process of the game. In this game, only five people are called 'Sinners,' and they must personally participate in the judgment game. As for those of us who volunteered to enter, there are ten of us, called 'Spectators.' We do not participate in the game personally, but it is also difficult for us to interfere with the actions on the field. According to the numbering, I am Spectator No. 9."

Officer Cao's memory was quite good. Although the large screen only showed the game rules and not the specific gameplay, he still explained the entire process as clearly as possible.

After listening to Officer Cao finish the recount, everyone fell into silence.

Having spoken for so long at once, Cao Haichuan was also somewhat tired. He sat back down and took a sip of water.

"In short, that was the entire game. I'm not sure where would be the best place to start the debriefing."

Su Xiucen wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and looked at Cai Zhiyuan and Wang Yongxin.

"I just want to ask one question. Between the two of you, who exactly cast the execution vote?"

(End of Chapter)