Infinite Murder Mystery Game: The Beauty with a Delicate Palm

He watched with concern. Su Mian opened her mouth, but found her throat too hoarse to speak.

Wang Zhe quickly handed her a glass of water. The warm liquid slid down her throat, making Su Mian feel a little warmer. She said, "Thank you."

"It's okay... What you did this afternoon was too dangerous."

"If the fire isn't controlled, who knows what might happen!"

Wang Zhe quickly shut his mouth, but his eyes were full of worry and disapproval.

Su Mian remained calm, holding the glass without saying a word.

The oversized hospital gown made the girl look even more fragile, but Wang Zhe knew that she was clearly braver than anyone else.

"I killed him."

"……I know."

Wang Zhe sighed, "You were forced to do that..."

"It wasn't forced."

Su Mian interrupted him, her slender fingertips tracing the rim of the cup.

She lowered her eyes. "When he uses betrayal and threats as bargaining chips, he should understand one thing."

"Those who think they are clever should not place bets lightly, otherwise they may lose everything."

She also had to thank him for his bet; if it weren't for this series of chain reactions, she might have needed more time to prove Wen Zirui's identity.

Thinking of this, Su Mian's gaze fell on Wang Zhe, "Persuade her to change her vote."

Wang Zhe nodded; he knew who Su Mian was referring to: Yu Mao Mao.

Previously, Wang Zhe didn't tell Yu Mao Mao that her boyfriend was a scumbag because she and Zhou Yichen were roommates. He had been flirting with several other girls while dating her, and he couldn't even forget Su Mian.

Su Mian was certain that Zhou Yichen must have boasted about these things to Wang Zhe. They used to be roommates, and Wang Zhe's words were more convincing than anyone else's.

Yu Mao Mao is a simple-minded girl, but she's also quite foolish; otherwise, a rich princess like her wouldn't have been seduced by someone like him.

Moreover, yesterday's events were enough to prove the truth, and Su Mian didn't believe that she would still refuse to change her vote after seeing all this.

However, I'm feeling too unwell right now, my head is spinning, and I can't speak properly as if I'm about to run out of breath. So I had to resort to this tactic of having Wang Zhe speak for me.

After Wang Zhe left, Su Mian relaxed her body, her eyes flickering slightly.

Wait, did DM bring her back?

Su Mian's memory stopped when the man picked her up, but she forgot everything that happened afterward.

……

Never mind, it's not important anymore.

Everything is coming to an end.

right?

She asked herself this question, her grip on the glass tightening slightly.

Is it right?

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Fish Hat changed the vote. The moment the announcement of Xu Yiyi's elimination was made over the loudspeaker in the activity room, 4399 cheered in her mind, and Wang Zhe also shouted excitedly.

Fish Hat sat beside her, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself.

"What are you trying to say?"

"I'm sorry... Su Mian, I... I didn't know you were also a victim."

She's so stupid; if it weren't for her sleep, she wouldn't have survived a single day in this game.

She continued to oppose Su Mian, and even after being sold out, she was still helping Zhou Yichen count the money.

So stupid.

Fish Hat couldn't take it anymore. She stood up and ran to the corridor to silently wipe away her tears.

Her boyfriend died, but he turned out to be a bad guy. She also survived the game. Her feelings were complicated, but guilt and relief made up the majority of her emotions.

Wen Zirui suddenly burst into laughter without warning, and the two remaining people in the activity room looked up at the sound.

His expression was somewhat abnormal; he was clearly crying, yet he was laughing heartily. His gaze fell on Su Mian and Wang Zhe.

"It's so good... I'm finally free."

Su Mian frowned, trying to understand the meaning of those words, but her eyes clearly showed pain, not relief.

"Wang Zhe, I didn't become like that because of the pressure."

That zombie-like appearance.

"Snap—"

He suddenly slammed his hand on the table, making Wang Zhe shudder.

"Do you know how many games this is?"

Su Mian was stunned.

"The third match."

The voice was hoarse, as if it were about to tear the throat apart.

"I lost the first two matches. Even if I'm not the killer this time, if I lose again, I'll die."

"Hahahahahaha!!!"

The laughter suddenly erupted, echoing wildly throughout the activity room.

"Finally, it's fucking over! Back to reality...?"

His gaze slowly swept over the two of them, his smile crumbling inch by inch, turning into a chilling mockery.

"Keep dreaming!!!"

"Those who get caught up in this can't get out."

The sound was so loud it almost shattered the glass, vibrating between the walls, and the shadows stretched longer under the light.

The echoes lingered throughout the event room, carrying a faint sense of despair and madness.

"Sleep reversal..."

He called out Su Mian's name, and Su Mian looked over. A barely perceptible hint of guilt flashed in Wen Zirui's eyes.

"I drugged that milk."

Before Wen Zirui could react, a shadow fell over him.

DM held his shoulder, his wine-red hair was slightly blown by the wind, and a thin chain hung below his collarbone, exuding innate superiority and casualness.

He was elegant in demeanor, yet his aura was exceptionally relaxed and cheerful, as if he were celebrating "happy off work".

The covering on his face shifted slightly, and a pair of deep, dark eyes slowly rose from the shadows.

Su Mian felt that gaze, like a cold spider web, fall on her skin, causing her to unconsciously curl up and take a half step back, unaware that DM had already flashed in front of her.

A hand with distinct knuckles poked her cheek, pulling the corners of the girl's mouth upwards.

"Aren't humans supposed to be creatures that love to change their expressions? Why do you always have that same look?"

Su Mian froze for a moment, then bristled and slapped his hand away, "Don't touch me."

The man shrugged, a smile on his face. "You've cleared the level. You should be happy, Miss Detective."

After saying that, he turned away and turned around, the hem of his suit jacket drawing an elegant arc in the air.

Suddenly, an old-fashioned wooden table appeared out of thin air in front of him.

DM raised his hand, and an arbitration hammer appeared in his palm.

The hammerhead was engraved with a dark gold ringed snake with its head and tail intertwined, and two points of eerie green light were inlaid in the snake's eyes, silently judging the players present.

The light in the entire space suddenly dimmed, with only a pale beam of light hanging down from nothingness, enveloping him and the long table.

"Passing through the fog of lies, piercing the veil of blood, and glimpsing the truth amidst layers of deception."

"I declare this in the name of the arbitrator."

The hammer falls.

Bang--

"Detective Fang, victory!"

As he finished speaking, the gavel transformed into countless points of starlight. He raised his hand and snapped his fingers, a crisp and short echo spreading through the space.

Su Mian's vision went black, as if the curtain had fallen on a stage, and she heard the man's voice gradually fading away.

"This game is now over."

[Saving player profile...]

[Ding dong, data saved successfully. Congratulations to Detective Su Mian for clearing the infinite murder mystery game: "Orphan's Lament"]

[Detective points increased by 3000, current points: 12000]

[Transferring to the main world...]

(Instance 1 complete)