The Daughter Of Mafia Queen
Chapter 114: Beginning the First Round

Sixteen on the fifteenth of February. Regal Academy University. The campus is usually quiet when the night comes to say hello. This time, it looks like all the lights are on brightly, even so bright that it looks unusual. There is no dark place.

One by one the members of the truth or dare show began to arrive. The gate is already wide open with several guards standing on the left right side conducting data checks through the identification of each member. The flashy game that will be the unification of truth and uncovering falsehoods.

The first member to arrive early. Rector Vishnu with a red-light spiderman mask. The climatic man who wears his pride clothes as usual, neat with a fragrant perfume that stings.

The second member to come was Sarah and the genk. The three girls, get an additional package that is the same dress as during the last party night event. Only one difference is the pendant necklace accessories that make them dumbfounded. Where pendants are given genuine pure gold.

The third member comes Riswan and an unknown young man wearing a black and white joker mask. The two young men entered the campus at the same time.

The fourth member to come is Doctor Vincent. Either so excited or how. That one man, dressed in a doctor in a white suit, had been protective over his entire criminal act.

The fifth member who came was Mr. Atmaja. The half-conscious man with bad breath kept emitting the scent of alcohol. How not? This one guy, just enjoying a rocking bed with a paid woman at a subscription club.

The sixth member who came ten minutes before the show began was a girl with a tomboyish appearance. The girl came by taxi, not like the others. Where to choose to use a private vehicle. After entering the gate, get permission. His steps were resolute towards the silent building gallantly.

One by one they gathered where they should be. The members will get one chance to greet each other. Where they had to wait for the leader of the event in the main hall. It turns out the building has been conjured in such a way, to make pangling.

No doubt think, if they go into another building. This is the same building. Although it has become different. They just don't know, the university of Regal Academy isn't just any building. The design of the two different details were made so meticulously. Now, they'll know. If anything happens in that building, it's always under surveillance.

Including the bullies that students get. Perhaps ordinary people, including students think all are blind, deaf and mute. However, behind the scenes there is a mover that immediately acts to solve the problem. The calculation never ends.

Whispers that continue to accompany the night. Instantly silent, when the whole lamp went off without notice. Then diverted will the sound of firm footsteps with a gripping aura. The sound was heard getting closer and closer until the light beam fell on the body of a masked woman who was none other than Queen.

"Welcome to my rules, my game." Asfa flicked the fingers, then the light beam shifted to highlight to the other side to turn everyone's attention towards the long table with the crystal ball that kept turning. "Good luck."

"Well, good night everyone." Connect a man with a typical Indonesian face standing two meters away from the long table, "Include, my name is Samsul. Tonight's host, welcome to the game of truth or dare."

One step forward with a shifting gaze staring one by one the members of tonight's event. Although there was no face open it clearly seemed like tonight. Still, the aura emanating from all the members was quite tense. Silence, but it holds many mysteries.

"You see the crystal ball on the table?" Samsul pointed at the ball that continued to spin ceaselessly in the buffer. "Yep, press the red button. Then put your hands under the pipe. Get your destiny. One piece of advice from me. Don't try to trade what you get or it will. Duuaar!"

Samsul explained so animating, even the man's expression was very impressive. Marvellously. Instead of listening, some members get bored. They assume it's not important to listen to the nagging stranger up ahead. What a poor thought.

"Honorary sir. The supervisor in silence. Please come forward, Rector of Vishnu." Samsul said with a sweet smile that was on its back with a burning spirit.

It's just the beginning, not the end. One by one forward according to the order of entry time into the campus. A new round began, a second that they thought would pass welcoming a hopeful sunshine. Who's gonna guarantee that? The reality that is shrouded in the game is just beginning.

Each roll of paper with a color ribbon held in their hand. That is the destiny they will live. Those who are guilty will count down the time to the end of justice, but those who fight on the path of truth. There was a glimmer of hope in the rest of the wishful thinking.