Infinite Murder Mystery Game: The Beauty with a Delicate Palm

Coincidentally, this time I was Du's tutor, but strangely, time seemed to slow down or even stop here.

I'm already a college student, how come he's still a high school student?

But it's okay, I just need to do my "job".

There seem to be more and more gestures in this building that make me uncomfortable... I'm having some difficulty breathing and my head hurts.

Mother-in-law, this place makes me uncomfortable.

I need to "tidy up" and restore peace to the environment.

Later, I graduated and met a knowledgeable boyfriend named Meng Ziqi. I wanted to become a live streamer and take him back to this building to see how peaceful it is now.

People just don't like to move around much anymore, and they don't talk much either.

He seems a little scared? Why?

For the last time, I naturally became the "landlord" here.

They all stayed quietly in their seats, behaving themselves obediently.

No one calls me crazy anymore, no one looks at me with strange eyes, and there are no more random gestures that hurt my eyes.

The world has finally become quiet and returned to its proper state.

Everyone is frozen. They say I'm mentally unstable, but aren't they all staying here obediently now?

That's all for now, I'm going to visit my mother-in-law.

The world returned to clarity, and the blank emptiness gradually transformed into the dormitory balcony. Su Mian slipped the laundry detergent she was holding, almost hitting her own foot.

Fortunately, she dodged quickly. Qiao Yinuo was still holding the phone when suddenly her legs went weak and she sat down on the ground. The call had already been connected.

"Hey? Yinuo? Yinuo? What happened? Why did you suddenly scream?"

The teacher's voice came from the other end, sounding puzzled and anxious. Qiao Yinuo was in a daze and couldn't remember what she was supposed to do.

"It's nothing... Teacher, I had a nightmare."

"Oh... alright, you have to tell me if anything's wrong. These days, young people don't like to talk to the class counselor even when they have problems. Look at you, you love going to bars, it's no wonder you have nightmares because of your irregular sleep schedule..."

While the other end was still rambling on, Qiao Yinuo had already hung up the phone and pounced on Su Mian.

"Waaaaaah, He San San!!!! I survived! It was so hard, waaaaaah!"

Su Mian was jolted awake by the sudden movement, chuckled softly, and relaxed in the familiar surroundings. She teased, "Still calling me He San San?"

Qiao Yinuo wiped away her tears, "Waaaaah, I'm so scared of dying, I'm afraid that if I call your name someone will rush out and kill me, waaaaah..."

"I'll never call you delicate, boring, expressionless, or a dullard again... You're amazing, you're my god, waaaaah, Su Mian!!!!"

When Xu Shengsheng returned, she saw this scene and stood there dumbfounded at the door. Qiao Yinuo immediately composed herself and spoke in a serious tone.

"It's okay. I almost got hit by a car while crossing the street, but Su Mian pulled me out of the way."

Xu Shengsheng nodded blankly, not intending to pursue the matter further, and went to get hot water on her own.

Su Mian's eye twitched. It would be a waste if this ability to spout nonsense wasn't used to make him a murderer.

After a few more peaceful days, Qiao Yinuo seemed to be in relatively normal spirits.

Besides looking at Su Mian with an overly intense gaze the other day, he also took the initiative to suggest playing a murder mystery game together.

Qiao Yinuo's boyfriends (temporary, since she usually changes one every week) have all remarked that her hobbies and interests have changed.

After Su Mian gave her the software created by that player, Qiao Yinuo finally relaxed. The more she learned, the less nervous she became.

And when I saw the player rankings of Su Mian, I vowed never to save money to chase stars again, because there was a big star I could admire right next to me.

Recently, Zheng Zizhou has been harassing her a lot. Su Mian thought it was about the game, but every time she clicked on it, it was a picture of someone, with a caption saying "raw photo straight from the screen".

……

Nobody cares.

He kept making the same mistake, and finally Su Mian couldn't take it anymore and blocked him.

As the midterms approached, the school was filled with posters on the playground, at the cafeteria entrance, and on the bulletin boards of the teaching buildings.

The early summer breeze swept through the corridor, carrying the slightly astringent scent of camphor tree leaves from the edge of the playground.

A newly posted poster on the bulletin board was blown up at one corner by the wind.

The words "Prospects for Cutting-Edge Gene Editing Technology" were displayed in large Song typeface, followed by the signature "Special Expert from the Regional Biological Research Institute".

A huge burst of laughter erupted in the dormitory. Su Mian silently picked at her ear. "Who boiled water?"

Qiao Yinuo pulled back the bed curtains and read the announcement and "list of winners" to Su Mian on her phone.

"The expert lecture will be held this afternoon at the Student Activity Center. Each class will send five students to attend. If no one has chosen to attend, they will be randomly selected."

As she spoke, she slapped her thigh and laughed for a while.

"Five spots, one in eight chance, and I got our classmate Su Mian! Hehehehe... I'm so happy."

"Congratulations! You can save two hours of studying."

Su Mian grabbed a pillow from the backrest and threw it at Qiao Yinuo. Qiao Yinuo looked silly and didn't dodge, so she was hit and pretended to fall backwards onto the bed.

The two became increasingly close. As the saying goes, one should be grateful for a life-saving favor and treat others like cattle and horses. Qiao Yinuo clung to Su Mian every day, following her to meals, to the toilet, and even sitting together in class.

Those who got along well with her said she was crazy, and some even asked if she was gay, but Qiao Yinuo just genuinely thought Su Mian was amazing and wanted to rely on her.

Sometimes I find her quite adorable. For example, right now, I made a cheeky joke, and when I saw her glare at me, I was completely charmed by her cuteness, like a cat with its fur standing on end.

Su Mian didn't argue with her. She packed her things to go to the lecture and casually pulled open a beige round-neck coat.

She wore a pair of black-rimmed, low-prescription glasses on the bridge of her nose, giving her a literary air reminiscent of a young female writer.

At this time, most of the students who came to the student activity center were unlucky ones who had been drawn by lot, and they all sat in the back.

After sitting down, everyone went about their own business, except for a few students who were interested in the lecture who sat at the front.

The staff were still unfurling the banner, and Su Mian glanced at it.

"The Theory of Symbiosis Between Progression and Degeneration"

She didn't quite understand it. Su Mian knew nothing about this kind of thing. She recognized the individual characters, but when they were put together, she couldn't understand them at all.

This theory was unheard of. She looked down and saw that the back row was almost full, so she simply sat in the second row.

There was still an empty seat on one side of the dormitory, while the male student on the other side was playing a game and making strange noises as he played.

"My goodness, sis, you're so bad at this."

……

"Why?"

A person came from the other side; it was a boy carrying a shoulder bag.

He wore glasses and was short in stature. He glanced at Su Mian several times before finally letting out a brief sound of doubt.

Su Mian looked over and immediately recognized her; the boy also recognized her.