Infinite Murder Mystery Game: The Beauty with a Delicate Palm

She paused for a moment, then slapped Forti's hand away. "Don't try to get close to me."

"I have something to ask you."

Forty's hand was slapped away, but he didn't complain at all. He bent down and put his ear close to Su Mian's eyes, staring at the red hair so close to his face, and forcibly suppressed the urge to touch her.

That makes sense; looking so dazed, how could it possibly be the hour of Si (9-11 AM)?

It's only when they smile that they look like them.

Having said that, she began to give orders without any hesitation.

"After midnight tonight, patrol the castle. If you see anything unusual, draw it out and show it to me tomorrow."

Forty nodded, straightened up, and was about to leave after finishing her instructions when she heard a loud noise. She immediately turned around and stared wide-eyed.

Forty casually kicked an unremarkable painting, which fell to the ground along with its easel.

The perpetrator, however, smiled broadly, his brows furrowed while his eyes squinted, appearing somewhat sickly and excited.

"you……"

Su Mian was stunned. With lightning speed, he grabbed the girl's wrist, placed it on his chest, and slid the hand down.

She glanced at the painting, then at Su Mian, her eyes filled with grievance.

It seems to be saying, "Look, I knocked over the painting. Am I going to be punished?"

Yet, a smile played at the corners of his mouth, a subtle act of provocation.

They didn't touch a single painting when they came over, but now it's clearly intentional.

……

Su Mian finally learned what it means to lift a rock only to drop it on your own foot.

This guy doesn't seem dull at all! He's clearly very cunning.

No, that's insane!!!

Who would want to have strange things carved on their body? Just thinking about it makes me wish I were dead.

Ironically, it was her own orders that put her in a dilemma.

"Do you want to die...?"

Su Mian stared at Forti silently, without any murderous intent in her eyes. Her words sounded more like she had run out of options.

Forty shook her head, looking at Su Mian with great anticipation, waiting for her to make her move.

Su Mian felt uneasy under his gaze, and a strange heat welled up inside her. She gritted her teeth and forced herself to calm down.

"We'll deal with the punishment later. I'm afraid you'll collapse and die before I finish the task I gave you."

After saying that, she lifted her skirt and rushed out of the art studio.

……

Fortie gradually straightened up, his sickly smile fading, his eyes revealing even more danger and suspicion. He lifted the painting, the veins on the back of his hand bulging.

To be honest, he had no idea how a mere gladiator slave like himself had piqued the little princess's interest.

A sadist with disgusting fetishes, yet he pretends to be dignified all day long, living in the greenhouse provided by the old king, whom Forty completely disregards.

However... that probing just now led him to discover something new.

He recalled the girl's awkward expression, her coquettish slapping of his hand away, and the contrast between her calm and serious demeanor when facing servants.

Tsk.

This little princess, who's seen countless men, seems to get easily flustered and shy...

……

At midnight, a figure slipped out of the guest room, holding binoculars and stretching his already slender neck forward, trying to see further.

[Ding dong, your skill card "Yin Yang Telescope" has only ten minutes of usage time remaining.]

Pip cursed under his breath, "Why do my skill cards have time limits? And I can't even see ghosts with them! They're so useless!"

Sorry, I don't understand what you are saying. If you need to be transferred to a human operator, please tell the system, "Transfer to a human operator."

"..."

Pip rolled his eyes, too lazy to waste words with this human system. After playing the game for so long, this was the sentence he heard the most.

It was only somewhat useful when you were a beginner; now it's just tasteless and a pity to throw away.

He didn't have time to outsmart this broken system right now, so he raised his binoculars and leaned forward to look down the corridor.

Time ticked by, but nothing happened. Pip's legs were numb from squatting, and his eyes ached from looking at the carved floor.

I don't know how much time passed, but the binoculars in my hand suddenly disappeared with a "bang."

Oh no, I used up all my cards and didn't see anything.

An inexplicable anger rose within me.

Is this DM cheating them? They didn't get anything, so they wasted a card and even had to take up their rest time.

Pip was feeling discouraged. He dusted himself off and was about to leave when he heard a loud noise.

咚–

咚–

咚–

At first glance, it sounded like knocking on the door, but upon closer listening, it was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Pip immediately squatted back down, peeking out with his eyes to look around. Soon, he held his breath, his fingers trembling as he covered his mouth.

In the corridor ahead of him, a colossal object was slowly moving forward. It was barely discernible as a towering shape with bizarre proportions and an entirely black body.

Pip was both scared and eager to see what it was, so he squinted.

In a daze, he saw something like a king's crown at the very top of the enormous object. After a moment of thought, he suddenly realized what it meant.

King's Chess!

A giant king chess piece, now seemingly alive, stiffened and frantically leaped forward.

As he saw Pip leaping toward him, he let out a silent scream and scrambled away.

My mind was a complete mess, and there was no sound behind me.

He took a breath and stared at the red and white checkered carved floor for a moment, feeling dizzy and having no idea where he was.

I propped my head up and looked around, only to find that it seemed to be a spiral staircase connecting the first and second floors. Just as I was about to go back to my room, I heard people talking on the staircase.

"Why aren't you where you're supposed to be? What are you doing here?!"

The voice sounded like DM Mao Shi (a homophone for "the hour of the hour of the hour" in Chinese). Pip thought it was talking about him, his heart skipped a beat, and he almost knelt down in panic, only to see that there was another person next to DM.

It was a very tall, red-haired man, but Pip had never seen him before. He was curious and hid in a corner to eavesdrop.

She had only gone out for a drink of water around 5 a.m. when she spotted the unruly NPC. Her eyes darted around, and she immediately realized what was going on.

"Damn it, it must be those players messing things up again!"

She kicked the man, but he dodged it. She wasn't surprised at all and continued to curse.

"You too! You've become an NPC and you're still not behaving yourself. You're already in such a miserable state, so just bear with it! What other trouble are you trying to cause..."

"NPC... what is that?"

Forty raised his hand to interrupt her, mouthed the words, and frowned in confusion.

The conversation abruptly stopped at 5:00 AM. His eyes widened as he realized he had let something slip and immediately covered his mouth.

The air was silent for a moment, then she suddenly pointed in Pip's direction, and Pip immediately shrank back.

"Hey! Look what's that!"

Forty followed her gaze and immediately took out his hat.

Before he could escape, Forti snatched the hat from him and tucked it under his arm.

……

This is so damn embarrassing.

He coughed lightly at dawn, then had no choice but to pretend to act.

"This is our witches' code; you don't need to know it. Go back to where you belong! Otherwise, you'll be in big trouble!"