Infinite Murder Mystery Game: The Beauty with a Delicate Palm

Upon closer inspection, you suddenly realize that the inside of the empty wine glass has scaly patterns, clearly indicating that the little snake that your grandfather kept had licked the glass clean.

Grandpa probably already knew he couldn't hold on any longer and was supposed to leave anyway. When you rushed out and told the relatives, they burst into laughter.

"Children from the mountains are so naive. How can a snake drink alcohol?"

No one knows the truth except you. You try to find the little snake, but another piece of bad news arrives.

Mao Rongjun, the eldest son of the Mao family, is going to marry you. To make matters worse, your mother canceled your grandfather's funeral so that you could get married successfully.

No one cared about her grandfather. Even though he died of old age, these people said he was being haunted by an evil spirit, and this evil spirit was none other than her beloved grandmother.

What's even more despicable is that the Mao family took away my grandfather's funeral...

Please remember, under no circumstances should the bride's identity be revealed! Revealing the bride's identity is tantamount to revealing the murderer's identity!

……

Su Mian closed her eyes, feeling a little dizzy from the sheer volume of information. She staggered a couple of steps, then grabbed the table and rubbed her temples.

So, the person they're actually trying to kill is Mao Rongjun's mother, who's standing outside the door. Once his mother dies, everyone will be busy with the funeral, and no one will care about the wedding anymore.

After sorting out her thoughts, Su Mian rummaged through the trash can and found a few "failed" paper-cutting works, the first of which was an authentic red paper "囍" character.

The paper cutouts were crumpled into balls and a bit wrinkled, but still usable. The ones thrown behind were all paper cutouts that were half happy and half sad, and I don't know how they were cut out.

To prevent a similar situation from happening again, Su Mian took precautions and studied the folding pattern and the direction of the scissors.

After figuring things out, Su Mian picked up a paper cutout and pushed open the door.

The gate leads directly to the yard, and several chickens were startled when the gate was suddenly pushed open, clucking as they ran into the fence.

Yuan Jing and Feng Liping sat at the mahjong table, chatting and eating melon seeds. When Su Mian came out, Feng Liping immediately waved to her.

"Oh, is this your Meili?"

As she spoke, her eyes lit up instantly. "She's so beautiful, like... oh dear, I'm not very cultured, but she looks like Lin Daiyu, don't you think?"

"Oh, you're always so polite..."

The two were pushing and shoving each other, while Su Mian stood there expressionless.

[Tsk tsk tsk... This NPC was about to say something, they were just talking about the bride price, but as soon as you appeared, they stopped changing their minds.]

4399 sighed. [Sure enough, even if the sky falls, Mianmian's face will protect it.]

Sleep: ...

So, how do you plan to kill her?

Su Mian stroked the paper window decorations, her eyes lowered.

"No rush, we have another day to consider."

The system's requirement is that she die at the Li family's house and that she have an alibi, meaning that she and the player will meet at the Mao family's house two days later.

That is, Xiangshan Village across the street. If Feng Liping is to die here, there must be something that can trap her.

Feng Liping took the paper-cut that Su Mian had found in the trash can. Although it was a bit wrinkled, seeing this face made her forget all her complaints.

She had never seen such a beautiful girl in the mountains before; her future children would definitely be gorgeous...

Yuan Jing: "Okay, Meili, take Aunt Feng to the guest room to rest and freshen up. Your dad can have some stewed chicken for dinner tonight!"

Feng Liping pushed and shoved a few more times, saying there was no need to make such a big fuss.

Su Mian stood by with a detached expression, playing the role of an emotionless person standing still, finally ending with "for the child".

……

"Your mom is really something. She's stingy with herself, and she's stingy with you too. She even refuses the red envelopes she gives you. You've really suffered."

Su Mian led the way for Feng Liping, who touched Su Mian's hand, feigning concern, but in reality, she had already planned out Li Meili's path of having children for the next ten years.

"It's alright, Meili. From now on, when you come to our house, I guarantee you'll have the best of everything—the food, the clothes, and the accommodations!"

The corridor was dark, surrounded by bamboo that blocked out the bright afternoon light, making the place feel cold and lifeless.

Each room was pitch black, and the view inside was impossible to see. Feng Liping's voice could be heard echoing.

She rambled on for a while, but finally felt it was too quiet and gloomy. Just as she was about to ask the girl in front of her how much longer she was going to walk, Su Mian stopped.

Feng Liping looked up and saw a small, secluded courtyard with the doors tightly closed and some things that looked like white cloth on the roof beams.

Feng Liping swallowed hard, sensing that something was amiss.

"Beautiful... Me, do I live here?"

Su Mian turned her head, her lips curving upwards. "Yes... Aunt Feng, you live here."

"This...I," she stammered, but finally mustered the courage to speak, "what is that thing on the roof beam?"

Su Mian's smile widened, and she gripped Feng Liping's hand tightly, as if afraid she would run away, and whispered in her ear.

"Aunt Feng didn't even know that... It's white silk... It's used when someone dies."

"Aa ...

Feng Liping screamed in fright, her face turning deathly pale, her chest heaving violently.

Yuan Jing, who was on her way to find Li Meili's father, was startled and quickly chased after him.

"What's wrong, my dear in-law?"

Feng Liping's fingers trembled as she pointed at the smiling Su Mian, then pointed to the eerie little courtyard in front of her.

Yuan Jing was shocked and pulled Su Mian aside, scolding her harshly, "You brat, how dare you take your grandpa to his room?!"

Su Mian didn't look at Yuan Jing, but stared intently at Feng Lijuan, who was half-dead with fright.

"Oh... I'm sorry, Aunt Feng."

"I heard my grandfather calling me, so I came over."

Yuan Jing quickly covered her mouth and smiled apologetically at Feng Liping.

"This child is talking nonsense. Her grandfather has been dead for a long time, hahaha. Maybe she misses him too much and can't help it."

Feng Liping nodded shakily, clutched her bundle tightly, and walked to the other side with Yuan Jing.

Su Mian stood at a distance, her stiff smile vanishing, her face instantly expressionless, as if the person who had just been there wasn't her at all.

She twirled a bunch of keys in her hand, staring calmly into the distance.

A small test revealed how frightened Feng Liping was, making the subsequent steps of the sleep deprivation plan much easier.

Wow... Mianmian, you really looked like you were possessed just now. Turns out it was all an act.

4399 was full of admiration. Although it had accompanied its host through six instances, it was still occasionally amazed by Su Mian's resourcefulness. Every time this happened, it would thank itself for its discerning eye back then.

Su Mian simply nodded calmly. After settling Feng Liping in, Yuan Jing launched into a tirade against Su Mian, saying that she had a foxy face and that not only did she not know how to seduce men, but she also did this mess that almost scared people away.