Infinite Murder Mystery Game: The Beauty with a Delicate Palm

Are you hungry?

Su Mian nodded, then shook her head, and then laughed out loud, "What does this mean?"

I'm a little hungry, but I don't want to eat anything right now.

"Okay, what do you want to do?"

Su Mian still felt unreal about everything, as if she hadn't done anything and the world had suddenly ended.

But she knew that Si Shi must have done a lot, including seeing the dark circles under his eyes and his thinner face. Although he looked more refined and handsome, Su Mian felt sorry for him.

"This is... a research institute?"

"Yes," Si Shi replied readily.

"What about Ma Youhui?"

"It's been dealt with. We don't know what methods she used to become the main god of the script world, but her true form is just a nightmare. In the end, she's just like those arbitrators, a low-dimensional monster."

Su Mian blinked, remembering what Ma Youhui had said.

Ma Youhui approached her because of her immortality, wanting to study her.

Everyone had misunderstood before. Humans are the higher dimension, while everything in the script world is made up of human consciousness and belongs to the lower dimension.

That's why she didn't dare tell the truth to the Twelve Hours Arbitration Committee, fearing they would rebel. After all, she was just a ghost without real power, who had "smuggled" herself in from who-knows-where.

"So...should I go home now?"

Su Mian was at a loss for what to do. Her purpose in coming here was to see Si Shi, and now that she had seen him, everything else could wait.

As for the social problems of evolution and degeneration, they are not currently within the scope of Su Mian's consideration.

"You came to the research institute as bait."

It was a declarative sentence, not a question to her, Su Mian nodded.

"To put it simply, it means you voluntarily become a test subject. A verbal promise is simpler, but it still counts. You cannot leave until the contract expires."

"So..." she began slowly, "I need to stay here for research now?"

Si Shi stared at her, and there was so much in his eyes that Su Mian couldn't understand, but she could unconditionally trust Si Shi and trust that he wouldn't hurt her, so she chose to accept it.

So she nodded and said okay, without asking what she would need to do to participate in the research, how long it would take, or whether there were any dangers.

Si Shi was clearly taken aback, seemingly not expecting Su Mian to agree so readily. He simply leaned in and hugged her tightly, his voice trembling.

Welcome back.

Su Mian nodded gently, enjoying a moment of tranquility.

After snuggling together for a while, he was called out at 9:00 AM. He was also wearing a lab coat and looked very busy. Su Mian sighed, first letting the couple know he was safe, and then asking Qiao Yinuo about the situation.

[Kapok: I'm back.]

The message was sent and received a reply almost instantly.

[98-year-old clubber: Mianmian!!! How are you feeling? Are you feeling unwell?]

No, what happened after I fainted?

[A red-haired man suddenly rushed in, quickly dispatched the villain, and then carried you away. Immediately afterwards, a helicopter and a whole bunch of black cars swarmed downstairs. We wanted to chase after them to ask questions, but the bodyguards stopped us, saying it involved classified information and we had to leave immediately.]

[Then Zheng Zizhou was also taken away, leaving me alone. Someone came and called me, telling me not to worry. I saw it was a very famous international organization, so I left with some skepticism. How are you now? Where are you? Are you alright?]

Su Mian was a little dizzy from reading the long string of words she sent, and she became more and more curious about where Si Shi had gotten that relationship from.

Su Mian only replied with the three words "I'm resting quietly," telling her not to worry.

And so life went on.

Every morning, Su Mian would be invited to a clean laboratory.

Although it's called a laboratory, it's more like a comfortable examination room, with soft reclining chairs and gentle lighting.

At 9:00 AM, wearing that lab coat and white gloves, she was asked to take off her outer garment herself.

Su Mian would blush as she unbuttoned her shirt each time.

He would step forward, the cool touch of his gloves against her waist, tracing the lines of her spine downwards, pausing occasionally, pressing down sometimes, and then writing something in his notebook.

"Alright." He always said those two words, then took off his gloves, smiled at her, and said, "Thank you for your cooperation, little test subject."

No blood was drawn.

I didn't take any medicine.

There were none of those cold instruments and long, agonizing tortures that I had imagined.

She was prepared to lose limbs when she arrived here, and the contract taking effect was expected, but... everything seemed too mild.

In the afternoon, around 9:00 AM, someone would knock on the door and ask if she wanted to see a movie.

So the two of them huddled in that small lounge, watching old movies, sometimes comedies, sometimes cartoons.

Su Mian laughed out loud when she saw something funny. At 9:00 AM, she turned her head to look at her, her lips curving into a smile and her eyes shining.

In the evening, he would tell bedtime stories.

At first, Su Mian thought it was absurd. How old was she? Why did she still need to listen to bedtime stories?

But Si Shi spoke very seriously, in a low voice, as if he could soothe all unease.

As she listens, she will actually fall asleep and sleep soundly until dawn.

A week passed like this.

Su Mian finally began to wonder, what kind of experiment was this?

She's been to research institutes before, and she's seen what real experiments look like.

But now it's more like... being kept in captivity.

Once the thought popped into my head, I couldn't suppress it anymore.

One afternoon, Su Mian said she had to go out for a while around 9 am and pushed open the door that had never been locked before.

Yes, it was never locked.

She had noticed it before; the door lock was a regular handle lock that could be opened by turning it from the inside.

But she never asked. Today, she finally couldn't resist wanting to see what was outside.

It is indeed a research institute.

Su Mian walked along the corridor, passing several open laboratories where people were busy. If it weren't for the couplets pasted on many of the doors, she would have almost forgotten about them.

Today is Lunar New Year's Eve, but many people at the research institute have not left. Someone saw her, paused for a moment, and then smiled: "Hello, Professor Su Mian."

Su Mian remained frozen in place.

The man had already looked away and continued working with his head down.

She continued walking forward.

"Hello, Ms. Su Mian."

"Good afternoon, Ms. Su Mian."

Happy New Year, Ms. Su Mian.

Along the way, whenever someone saw her, they would stop and greet her respectfully and naturally, as if they had become accustomed to her presence.

Some people even tried to give her red envelopes, which scared her so much that she fled in panic.

While strolling around, Su Mian finally couldn't help but ask, "Why do you all call me Teacher Su Mian?"

A boy who was waiting for the experimental results came out, and he looked at her as if she were an angel.