Infinite Murder Mystery Game: The Beauty with a Delicate Palm

Su Mian's gaze swept quickly across the chessboard.

White's pawns were forced to retreat, the bishop's rank was blocked, and the rooks were unable to connect for a long time. Within a few moves, Black gained a spatial advantage.

With the black line pressed down, the entire column was completely locked down.

This means we've lost the battle.

If it weren't for someone teaching her how to play chess in the third instance, she probably wouldn't even be able to set up the chessboard now.

"If this continues, we'll be slowly strangled," Su Mian murmured.

"We can't continue defending."

The argument suddenly escalated, with each of the three people holding their own opinion.

"Do you want a baby?"

"Giving it away doesn't necessarily guarantee you'll get the rhythm!"

"Black doesn't give you a chance at all, you—"

Just as the noise reached its peak, Su Mian suddenly spoke.

"...the outside."

Everyone was stunned, and she suddenly turned her head.

Pip stood at the very edge of the chessboard, a sideline that was almost ignored by everyone.

He looked down at the chessboard, the pieces in his hand already soaked with sweat.

"His attention is entirely focused on the middle lane," Su Mian explained. "If we give up that position now, it will force them to make a switch."

"Are you sure?" Willow's forehead was sweating. "It will expose the position of the line."

Luna, however, already understood what she meant.

"Release it," Luna said to Pip. "Now."

Pip took a deep breath and quickly moved the piece forward.

The white rook sprinted along the sideline into the frontcourt, directly entering the area controlled by the black team.

The next second, Black responded as expected.

The dark horse emerged and took over the car.

But the moment the black horse's landing point was determined, the atmosphere on the entire chessboard changed.

"Now!" Su Mian looked up.

The white elephant cuts diagonally, blocking the retreat route.

The white horse then leaped in, creating a double attack that simultaneously threatened the back row and the advancing troops.

Black was forced to retreat and step back, disrupting the rhythm for the first time.

"They've been caught!" Willow exclaimed excitedly, while Felix stood in the corner, scratching his face, completely unexcited.

He should have agreed to let his agent teach him chess if he had known.

Luna quickly replenished the minions, and the center regained its footing.

With the white car's lane cleared, another car followed suit, completing the coordinated attack.

Black began to hesitate.

With his advance stalled, Su Mian stared at the chessboard, his voice calm: "Keep pressing, don't give them time to regroup."

A few moves later, the white side completed the counter-encirclement.

Black was forced to make an exchange, its pawn formation collapsed, and the entire line was completely lost.

When the last piece was placed, the entire stadium fell silent.

The outcome is already decided.

Pip watched them nervously, swallowing hard. "Why...why aren't you saying anything?"

Could they have lost? He glanced nervously toward the door, afraid that Felix and Willow would burst in at any moment. Then he saw Felix and Willow erupt in a huge cheer.

"We won!!! We won!!!!"

Felix let out a long sigh of relief, his meticulously tense face finally relaxing. He excitedly wanted to hug Su Mian, "Pip, you idiot! I could tell we'd won, and you still couldn't!"

With a mocking remark, Pip's face turned pale and then red, but the feeling of surviving the ordeal outweighed everything, and he couldn't be bothered to argue with this trainee.

Su Mian took a step back, dodging Felix's embrace. Luna casually took her arm and rolled her eyes at Felix.

The king piece slowly turned around and jumped away into the distance. The wall behind it fell silent, and a music box and a letter were placed at the doorway.

The group opened the door, and the little figure in the music box was dressed in a gorgeous little dress and wearing a pair of red dancing shoes.

It's unclear what switch was triggered, but the little figure started dancing. However, as the music slowly played, the little figure's smiling face turned into a crying face.

"What...what does this mean?"

Luna scratched her face, feeling a chill run down her spine from listening to the music.

Su Mian opened the envelope; inside was only a short line of text.

It is a pleasure to have you become the owner of the red dancing shoes, but please remember that while the red dancing shoes will bring you glory and charm, once you put them on, you cannot take them off. You will dance until you die.

––The witch at dawn.

"Could this letter be addressed to one of our group?"

Luna guessed, and Su Mian nodded, "Very likely, and the owner of the red dancing shoes knows the truth about it."

"etc-"

Felix suddenly opened his eyes wide. "I have a bold idea."

Su Mian: "Speak."

"Do you think the king might have secretly put on the red dancing shoes, making it impossible for him to stop, and then ordered his men to tie him up, only to have the rope cut his artery and kill him while he was struggling?"

"But didn't the King intend to give the shoes to Elizabeth?"

Elizabeth is also a candidate for today's ball, which confirms Su Mian's thoughts from yesterday.

"Unless..." Su Mian suddenly looked up, put the music box down, "the king doesn't know the truth about the red dancing shoes."

"The owner of the dancing shoes wanted them back and told the king the truth: whoever wears these shoes will dance forever until they die, which is why this letter ended up in the king's hands."

"But he didn't believe it, so he tried on the dance shoes himself, which made it impossible for him to take them off."

The group stared wide-eyed, suddenly realizing what was happening.

Pip: "So... the king is dead, does that mean the murderer has gotten the red shoes back?"

Willow scratched his head. "But aren't the ballet shoes still sitting in the banquet hall?"

"Deceptively realistic."

Su Mian lowered her eyes and pondered, "Perhaps there is a pair of fake shoes there."

Felix gestured with his chin. "So, who dares to try it on?"

Everyone fell silent; no one dared to wear it.

If the judgment is wrong, those dance shoes are real dance shoes, and you'll never be able to take them off for the rest of your life. You might even die in the dungeon.

The clue ended there, and everyone returned to their rooms to rest. Su Mian stared at the shoes, her eyes growing increasingly intense.

It wasn't impulsive; Su Mian was always very confident in the results of her deductions. If she wanted to know the truth, she would go and verify it herself.

The moment she stepped out, a panicked maid on the first floor called out to Su Mian.

"Your Highness! Something terrible has happened! Forty is about to beat the cleaning maid to death, and the guards can't stop him... Your Highness, you, you must go and see!"

The maid looked up, but Elizabeth's face, perched high above, was hidden in the darkness and could not be seen clearly.

The maid looked nervous, afraid that the aloof princess would ignore her and even cost her her life.

But he was entrusted by the Queen, and he couldn't afford to offend either side.

Fortunately, Su Mian simply looked away and, after hearing her words, actually came down from the second floor. She breathed a sigh of relief and led the way for Su Mian.

"It's terrifying! Forty's completely gone mad, probably because it's been so long since I've seen you..."

The maid kept chattering, but Su Mian glanced at her sideways and the maid immediately shut up.

As soon as the two reached the corridor, they saw a guard fly out, his back hitting the wall with a muffled groan.

His companion, still holding his sword and sweating profusely, momentarily lost his attention when he saw Su Mian slowly approaching. Suddenly, a figure rushed out from inside the door and tightly embraced Su Mian.