There's definitely something wrong with this murder mystery game

Xu Shuo really didn't have to wait for ten more minutes. As the space rift in the sky grew larger, before it collapsed, the system's notification sounded first. "The current theater 'To My Lovely Angel' has ended, players will now leave this world, please prepare." This sudden end of the game was not identical to the unexpected incident during "The Beautiful Legend of Prague," but no different. Therefore, Xu Shuo was almost certain that the script had indeed broken. He abruptly looked toward the director next to him, intending to say something, but after opening his mouth, he ultimately chose to preserve his own acting points. After all, he felt it was futile to say anything. Although Xu Shuo had the skill "Contract," the prerequisite for this skill was the binding of both parties' flesh and blood and spiritual power. However, the two were currently sharing the same character body. Therefore, this skill could not be executed. Otherwise, even without a Character Card, Xu Shuo would have really liked to have a hitter like the director, who seemed very useful! Sadly, these things were now unreachable. With a look of regret, Xu Shuo waved his hand to indicate farewell. The next moment, his vision went blank. ... ... The night was pitch-black. The early summer sky was clear with sparse stars, shining brightly with moonlight that illuminated the desolate land below, where the moonlight and searchlights on the ground shone upon the crowded ruins. A man in a special forces uniform stood in front of the ruins; his dark clothes nearly blended into the misty blue of the night sky. He lowered his head to glance at the information displayed on the electronic screen, looked up at the rubble of the building in front of him, his face cold and solemn, showing not the slightest expression. "Captain, the space fluctuation is the same as at The Fifth Hospital," someone called out. At that moment, a person trotted out of the ruins, spoke softly into the man's ear, and passed him the data they had probed. The man's eyebrows immediately furrowed, "Did you find any Abyss material?" "Not for the moment." "Did anything escape?" "Nothing." "So it could only be a collapse of the Subspace?" "Yes." "I see, first reinforce the blockade of this area, evacuate all residents within a five-kilometer radius." The man put away the information, gazing at the ruins of Qiming Orphanage, and continued, "Then inform the higher-ups to arrange for a 'Special Envoy' to come and investigate." Details about the Subspace were beyond the knowledge of ordinary Investigators and could only be handled by certain personnel with special status within the SOA organization. He stared at the desolate and ruined Qiming Orphanage, feeling the gently rippling space fluctuation, and looked up at the sky. The early summer night was quite comfortable. In a blink, three months had passed. ... Three months ago, when abnormalities were detected at the sealed Qiming Orphanage, Qiming Sub-district Office, established for the "Seal Item," immediately reported the unusual data. Afterwards, the SOA organization's response was extremely swift. The local Investigators stationed nearby surrounded the orphanage in less than ten minutes. But so far, they had not determined the cause. Just then, a teenager wearing a black hoodie, slightly skinny, approached the area. He stood beside the blockade, curiously tilting his head, asking, "What's going on?" With a clear and obedient voice, the teenager's question made the guards standing nearby turn their heads sharply, locking eyes with the youth's dark, red-tinged pupils. The officer paused for a moment, then answered, "An abnormal space fluctuation occurred near Qiming Orphanage, suspected of a Subspace collapse of SOA-09. Our SOA organization is conducting an investigation." "Oh, I see." The teenager nodded as if he understood, then he continued by asking with a smile, "So, have you found out anything?" The officer answered dutifully, "So far we've got nothing, we're requesting the chief to send a 'Special Envoy' to investigate." "Eh—useless, huh~" The teenager looked somewhat disappointed, pursed his lips, then put on his hood, hands in his pockets, and turned to leave. After his figure disappeared, the officer suddenly snapped back to reality. With a bewildered face, the officer seemed to be searching for something, looking left and right in confusion, ultimately returning his gaze and continuing to stand guard resolutely. On the periphery of Qiming Orphanage. While he was curious about what was inside, the teenager didn't break through the blockade, instead, he circled around the orphanage along the cordon. Suddenly, he stopped, thoughtful, and turned his head to look towards a small grove not far from Qiming Orphanage. The next moment, the teenager's face lit up with a brilliant and maniacal grin. His gaze was fervent! ... "So why can you, this cat, still follow me here?" "Shouldn't you be done for too??" "What the hell are you exactly?!" In the woods not far from Qiming Orphanage. The young man in black was crouching on the ground, feeling the pain on his left wrist. After a glance, he sighed helplessly. Then, he turned to look at the bustling orphanage, and his sigh became even more depressed. "Meow?" The cat, firmly biting his wrist, suddenly felt something might be wrong, let go of his mouth, stared at the blood on the wrist for a while, then licked it with its tongue. After licking the blood that flowed out, the cat paused and tilted its head. Swishing its tail, it paced around the hand for a few steps, then stuck out its tongue again and licked off the seeping blood.