Infinite Murder Mystery Game: The Beauty with a Delicate Palm

But...why? Is he afraid others will suspect him of being the murderer?

But he wasn't.

Moreover, if he was certain, even convinced, that Wang Yan was the murderer, why would he go to such lengths to kill Wei Xiaowei?

Furthermore, in her analysis, Ye Shuheng killed Jiang Hong. Why would they do that?

An idea formed in Su Mian's mind.

There's another point she overlooked.

She assumed that Ruan Ruan stole Lü Meng's card to complete a mission, but perhaps... she originally intended to kill Lü Meng?

Ye Shuheng killed Jiang Hong, Ruan Ruan killed Lü Meng, and Zhou Yunfeng killed Wei Xiaowei.

So... is it possible that there are four murderers in this game?

She suddenly realized something suspicious: why did Wang Yan arrange for her to share a room with her? Was it to... make it easier to take action?

That is, everyone is a murderer.

Everyone has a mission objective; it's just a matter of who kills whom first.

Thinking of this, Su Mian felt a chill run down her spine. So, while she wanted to kill Wang Yan, Wang Yan also wanted to kill her.

With that thought in mind, she dared not go back to sleep.

Putting aside why she's been sleeping so lightly these past few days, she didn't hear Wang Yan leave in the morning at all.

Furthermore, tonight will be the fourth day after midnight, and if nothing unexpected happens, Wang Yan will kill her on the fourth day as well.

What time is it now?

She looked up at the screen.

Eleven forty.

Her phone rang; it was Wang Yan sending her a message.

[Su Mian, why aren't you back yet?]

Su Mian waited a while before replying to her.

I have diarrhea.

She put down her phone and sat on the hard seat, thinking about what to do.

If I don't go back to my room tonight, Wang Yan will definitely know that she discovered my secret about being about to commit murder with a knife, and she will be even more vigilant during the day, making it difficult for her to take action.

But if she goes back, Su Mian is unsure whether Wang Yan has already set a trap for her, or whether she will kill her while she is asleep.

jingle-

The sound of bells or wind chimes in my ears brought Su Mian back to her senses.

"My little lamb, why do you look so gloomy?"

Su Mian's eye twitched. "What kind of creature am I in your eyes?"

Cain chuckled quietly, "I would use any cute creature to describe you."

Su Mian didn't respond.

Cain stood at the end of the carriage, the dim light sliding across his profile like the cold moonlight filtering through a church dome.

He spoke slowly, with the accent of an old-time European, and his voice trailed off slightly.

"Darling," he said, "do you think all players are afraid of so-called workers? That's just a misconception that arises naturally when you haven't paid attention to them."

He raised his hand and lightly touched the air with his fingertips.

"In my hometown, the hunter's greatest skill wasn't drawing a bow, but disguising himself as a sheep. You've already sensed something's amiss, haven't you?"

Su Mian felt a sinking feeling in her heart.

The workers Cain mentioned should be the NPCs on the train, such as the female voice announcing the rules, or the hands at the food dispensing area.

and many more.

Su Mian suddenly thought of something. Zhou Yunfeng had mentioned that Wang Yan had been acting suspiciously near the dining car in the morning. Could it mean that she had tampered with something?

Su Mian suddenly stood up and quickly walked towards the food serving area.

At the time, she only thought that Wang Yan had come to pick up breakfast. After all, Wang Yan's character was that of a corrupt "high-ranking official," so it was easy to associate her with the situation of her hiding travel funds and giving herself extra food in the morning.

Looking back now...

Cain followed behind her and, upon hearing this, gently tapped the wooden partition of the food cart.

Those pale, slender hands immediately emerged from inside, clasped together, waving up and down incessantly, as if begging for mercy, or perhaps worshipping Buddha.

Su Mian looked at Cain with amusement, then turned to the hands and said, "Bring out all the condiments from your dining car."

The hands hesitated for a moment, then Cain coughed and immediately gave an "OK" sign.

One bottle after another was handed out from the food serving area.

Salt, sugar, pepper, soy sauce, vinegar... Su Mian checked them one by one, but when she picked up a white porcelain jar labeled "salt," she stopped in her tracks.

She opened the lid, dipped her finger in the liquid, and put it on her tongue.

It's not salt.

It has a strange, bitter taste with a slight numbing sensation, like some kind of medicine powder.

Those hands reached out from the food outlet again, handing out rapid, hurried, and anxious gestures, their fingers trembling slightly.

It wasn't mine, it wasn't mine. A female passenger asked me to do it. She gave me the medicine and asked me to put it in your lunchbox, specifically in your portion.

The gestures kept emphasizing a female passenger, desperately trying to distance himself, fearing that the demon beside the girl would get rid of her.

The woman came to it on the first day to conspire. It initially disagreed, but it had no choice. She gave it a lot of money, and it accepted it with both hands.

In that very instant, two other people witnessed it.

Two boys, one named Jiang Hong and the other Ye Shuheng, were probably looking for food when they saw Wang Yan trading with it. It immediately became frightened and withdrew its hand.

The next day, I gave it the white jar. When she left, she seemed to bump into someone again, but this time it had nothing to do with me.

The little girl used both hands to gesture about her experiences over the past few days, and everything suddenly fit together like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle.

Why did Wang Yan show a relieved expression after seeing Ye Shuheng's death, and why was she so flustered after bumping into Zhou Yunfeng?

Because she drugged her, a scheme that had been going on for three days.

Whether it was psychological or not, she felt unusually sleepy, her eyelids were tired, her hands and feet were cold, and she even started to tremble.

Such a person would be completely unable to resist if attacked.

Cain picked her up horizontally, and in a flash, they were on the roof of the train. The night wind whistled past her ears, but only gently ruffled her hair, without a trace of cold.

Su Mian looked up and almost forgot to breathe.

Those stars were not the few sparse ones she usually saw in the city lights, but a vast and dazzling galaxy that seemed to fall to earth.

The Milky Way stretches across the sky, dividing the night sky in two.

The reflections of the stars shimmered in her eyes, like countless tiny diamonds scattered on the surface of a dark lake.

The train was surrounded by darkness, and the starlight couldn't reach her at all. At this point, she should have known that it was her bishop trying to coax her again.

Cain patted her back gently, the girl's body enveloped in a goose feather cloak.

"I'll tell you a story. Close your eyes and you'll slowly fall asleep."

"My current state is not suitable for doing things that demons need to do."

Kill Mu, that is what he meant.

He told Su Mian that she could sleep peacefully now, and that they could talk about the rest after the effects of the medicine wore off.

After saying that, he began to tell the story in a low voice.