Infinite Murder Mystery Game: The Beauty with a Delicate Palm

"Of course I have to call you teacher! Ever since the incident at the top of the research institute was exposed, many parents or descendants of the degenerated individuals have come downstairs to make a scene, and the National Security Council has temporarily quelled everything."

"Everyone now knows that you donated money to all families of degenerates two days later."

"Although the dead cannot be brought back to life, it has comforted many families. After all, those who have degenerated were going to die anyway, and now they can receive an unexpected sum of money. Why not?"

"You are a savior to our research institute and to those ordinary people."

When Su Mian heard the word "donation," her fingers curled slightly.

She knew very well that she had not done such a thing.

The answer to who donated the huge sum of money and who credited it to her name is self-evident.

While moved, she felt more at ease and ashamed. She knew that Si Shi must have sacrificed a lot for everything he did, but she hadn't been able to help at all.

When I opened my eyes, it was as if all the storms had been calmed down, and I had only been briefly in the water before being safely brought back to the safe harbor.

"By the way, Professor Su Mian? What are you doing here?"

"Just taking a walk," Su Mian said, then changed the subject, "Today... is it New Year's Eve? Aren't you going home?"

The boy paused for a moment, then laughed, a laugh tinged with helplessness.

"We can't go back. The project deadline is in the next few days, and the data hasn't been processed yet." She lowered her voice. "And don't you know, the reporters outside are like madmen. We don't dare to go out."

"reporter?"

"Yes, it's that news about the clinic," the girl said. "Although our research institute and the clinic are not the same thing, they are related, since they are both under the same name. A bunch of reporters came to interview us, and the leaders have been in meetings until they're sick of it these past few days."

As she was speaking, her phone rang. She glanced at it, and her expression changed.

"Oh no, my senior is urging me, teacher, I have to go now!"

She ran away with the documents in her arms.

Su Mian stood still, thought for a moment, and then continued walking forward.

Lost in thought, Su Mian stopped in front of Ma Youhui's former office. The light was still on, proving that someone was inside. Who could it be? She couldn't help but wonder, just then the person inside opened the door.

Both of them were stunned.

"Ragdoll cat...you're awake."

The girl with chestnut hair was overjoyed when she saw her, and Su Mian recognized her as well. Su Mian was still a little dazed when the girl reached out her hand.

"This is probably the first time we've met in real life, Your Majesty?"

Su Mian felt inexplicably ashamed when she heard this address. She glared at her and glanced into the room.

Not much has changed here; the glass cabinets are still filled with all sorts of bottles and jars, and the centrifuges are still running not far away.

Tiffany's participation in the game with Su Mian as a herbalist was both unexpected and reasonable to Tiffany.

"What are you doing here?"

Tiffany pulled her in by the hand. "Do you remember that post about evolutionary-degenerative symbiosis research that I saw on the gamer software before?"

Su Mian certainly remembered that the team's points and the topic of life and death sparked a lot of discussion at the time.

This conclusion has now been confirmed to be correct.

The team at the time consisted of five people: a press conference reporter, two pharmacy graduate students from prestigious universities, the current top-ranked player with tattoos, and a healthcare worker.

So... Tiffany must be one of the pharmacy graduate students.

Tiffany could tell from Su Mian's expression that she had guessed it, and she smiled sheepishly.

"I was originally planning to study abroad, but a biological research institute contacted me, hoping I would come here as an intern. I initially disagreed, but... I heard your name."

Tiffany waved her hand again, "You don't need to feel pressured. I wanted to come back myself later."

"After those dirty things were exposed, I felt that I was needed more here. Also... the rules haven't changed, and the survival rate is still very low."

Her eyelids drooped, and she looked worried. Su Mian reached out and hugged her.

"It's okay, everything will be alright."

Tiffany nodded to her, "Yes! With you here, everything will be alright!"

Su Mian lowered her eyes and did not reply.

Is she there?

After chatting for a while, I learned that Tiffany's real name was He Chuning. When she was born, someone calculated her birth chart and said that she lacked the element of wood, so she was given this name.

Perhaps one has to believe in fate sometimes. Her later profession and career were basically related to traditional Chinese medicine and herbs.

At my supervisor's suggestion, I changed my research project for studying abroad to focus on intelligent technology.

However, for various reasons, she ended up interning at the Institute of Biology, a place that had once been infamous.

Because of its past existence and the National Security Council, it has once again stood before the world, shouldering the hope for future global survival rates.

"By the way... how much longer do I need to stay here?"

When Su Mian asked this question, He Chuning was clearly stunned. She scratched her head, not understanding what it meant at all.

"You can leave anytime you want, why stay here?"

After he finished speaking, a long silence fell over the room.

The atmosphere was a bit off, and He Chuning finally realized that she might have said something wrong.

She was drenched in sweat, and her gaze towards Su Mian was unpredictable, but it didn't quite seem like anger; the emotions in her pupils were something she couldn't decipher.

The two added each other on WeChat, and Su Mian quietly closed the door and left. When she returned to her room, she saw Si Shi sitting on the sofa waiting for her.

"What TV show do you want to watch today, Mianmian?"

Su Mian walked over but didn't answer immediately. "I don't really want to watch it today."

She sat to the side, seemingly uninterested, and at 9:00 AM she didn't press the issue and exited the interface.

"What about games? Is there anything you'd like to play? We haven't finished that Springy Man game we played yesterday yet, do you want to play it?"

Su Mian shook her head again, turned to face Si Shi, and said, "A Si, can you tell me why you left me here?"

At 9:00 AM, his hand paused. He remained silent for a moment before finally putting down the remote control. Su Mian sighed, "Don't want to say? Then let me guess."

"Because I stubbornly went my own way, taking a huge risk to become bait, and arrogantly challenged the main god of the script murder mystery world, I almost died in the end."

"You're very angry about my behavior, so you've locked me up here to... uh, punish me?"

Su Mian couldn't continue speaking. When she bumped into the person whose eyes were full of her, she couldn't say a word.

He remained silent until the hour of Si (9-11 AM), then pulled Su Mian into his arms, kissed her lips, and held them in his mouth.

He pried open her lips and teeth, gradually deepening the penetration inch by inch, until it became increasingly intense and erratic, as if he were venting his emotions from the past few days.