Infinite Murder Mystery Game: The Beauty with a Delicate Palm

"I'm in college now, that's great, I actually got into college! But I'll still come back to see you, Grandma, my parents are both dead."

"You've been the only one taking care of me. Although you've been sick, I've found a job as a tutor, and I believe you'll be cured soon."

Mother-in-law, orphan, college graduate, tutor.

This time, four more keywords were added, and the term "university tutor" coincides with Wang Xiaonan's identity.

Wang Xiaonan waved her hand, "This can't be me, right? I don't have this memory."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Li immediately nodded vigorously, "Right, right! I said yesterday that I didn't remember either. Could this diary be misleading us...?"

After a long silence, Meng Ziqi finally spoke, "I have never seen a dungeon clue that could mislead players."

After saying that, Xiao Li shut up, looking somewhat aggrieved. "How does that make sense... I guess you'll have to stay in room 4-1 tonight too."

"Like a soul with many facets."

Everyone looked at the girl, and Su Mian explained, "Some murder mystery games use a nested, loop-based gameplay."

"All players play the same character in different cycles. Xiao Li is a high school student, Wang Xiaonan is a college student, and if I'm not mistaken, Dong Xuan is the owner of the diary after graduating from college."

"Everyone will experience the cycle of killing, being killed, and being resurrected, and in some plot fragments, there may be scenes where dreams and reality intertwine."

"oh!!!"

Qiao Yinuo suddenly interrupted, "I sleepwalked last night."

All eyes turned to me. "I went into the bedroom of room 4-2 and saw someone lying on the bed... I don't know if it was a dead person or what, but it felt really hard."

Su Mian suddenly looked up. "It's a wax figure."

"She was also the mother-in-law of the diary's owner."

Meng Ziqi continued speaking after Su Mian's words.

Su Mian nodded. "So the real culprit is very likely one of the three of you. Then what is the motive for the murder? Aunt Li and Du Yuekang don't have anything in common."

Everyone shook their heads. After a group discussion, Su Mian left Building 2 and planned to return to her own residence. She opened her phone and pondered deeply.

What puzzled her was another thing: what exactly was the savings used for this "fresh food delivery"?

"Ragdoll cat".

A deep, resonant voice called out to her. Su Mian turned around and saw Meng Ziqi with his hands in his coat pockets. He wasn't as relaxed as he had been during their last private conversation. His expression was enigmatic, a half-smile on his face.

"You know Si Shi (9-11 AM)?"

Su Mian glanced at him warily, neither nodding nor shaking her head.

The two are currently at the junction of Building 1 and Building 2, surrounded by residents coming and going. If they speak any softer, they probably won't be heard.

"I meant no harm," Meng Ziqi smiled. "Although you and Dong Xuan both think I'm not a good person, it's just a means for me to survive."

He spread his hands, appearing quite frank, "But I'd like to remind you, it's best not to get too close to DMs, especially around 9 AM."

Mind your own business.

Su Mian frowned, about to turn around, when Meng Ziqi stepped forward, "Ragdoll cat, don't blame me for not warning you."

"He will kill you."

"Although my words are not very convincing, you are still alive."

He turned around, stood in front of Su Mian, looked up at the sky, but remained calm. "I encountered this once a few years ago. In that game, no one survived."

"I mean," he paused, "including NPCs."

Su Mian was stunned.

"He was a monster who couldn't control himself from beginning to end. Although he has learned to disguise himself now, he is still the same in essence."

"Sleep reversal..."

As Mencius walked away, his words faded into the noisy crowd.

"The opposite is always the opposite."

……

Su Mian didn't know how she got back to her room. She was a little dazed and tired, with nothing to do, so she picked up the binoculars. This time, she froze.

Qiao Yinuo said she sleepwalked and opened the bedroom door, and now that the seal has been torn off, she can actually see the bed in the bedroom.

And the wax figure in the bedroom, she lay there quietly, though it was less impressive than the wax figures of the previous victims.

This one is even more poorly made, with rough, sallow skin and uneven makeup.

But from this vantage point, it does look quite vivid; it's the best spot for her to "see" her mother-in-law.

A bold idea formed in her mind.

It seems there's been another person on this timeline. Will she be the last person on the timeline?

No...no, then how do you explain the ghost-suppressing items in this room? Suddenly remembering something, she rushed to the bedroom, opened the wardrobe door, and immediately stopped.

Inside the wardrobe was an unfinished wax figure, entirely white, like those mannequins displaying clothes in a shopping mall. At this moment, one hand was raised high, as if about to push open the wardrobe door.

Su Mian stared at the wax figure for a long time, lost in thought. She didn't know why, but she felt uneasy. She closed the wardrobe door and sighed.

Perhaps we can only investigate further after tomorrow's diary update.

There was another knock on the door. It was today's fresh food delivery. Su Mian opened the door, picked up the box, and was about to go downstairs when she suddenly stopped. She looked up for a long time before finally turning back to her room.

A sudden electrical sound rang in my mind.

[Sizzle... sizzle...]

【Mianmian! ! ! 】

4399 shouted, and Su Mian was pleasantly surprised, "Why did you take so long to come?"

【Uh… I asked for help with something, and then, Mianmian, I have something to tell you…––】

The moment the sound was censored, 4399 was stunned, and Su Mian was also stunned.

[Just like that—beep!]

[And then that beep—! ...

Su Mian: "..."

"Stop it, my ears are about to explode."

Su Mian rubbed her ears and placed the delivery box on the stove.

"I'll ask, you answer."

【it is good! 】

"Is it about fresh produce delivery?"

4399 excitedly replied, almost shedding electronic tears of joy. "Awesome! Its host is amazing!!!"

"Is it about the continuation of the game and vegetable coins?"

【yes!!!】

"Will they cause the player to die?"

4399 paused, then said, "No."

"But it's best not to use it, is that what you mean?"

【Yes! 】

4399's mind was filled with excited thoughts, but then he became worried, as if knowing wouldn't do any good, because... players couldn't stop it from happening.

It immediately lost its spirit again. There was a pile of documents around its consciousness, which it had spent several sleepless nights compiling.

The way to pass the level was probably something, but now it couldn't tell Mianmian. Exhausted, it fell silent and silently picked up a tissue to wipe away its tears.

The road is difficult!

Hmm, I think that's how it's used.

It glanced at the poem, then continued its lament, "So many paths, where am I now?!"