Infinite Murder Mystery Game: The Beauty with a Delicate Palm

The only female player in the team, "Sister Hong," covered her nose and looked at the graffiti on the wall with disdain.

"This smell is awful. How many years has it been since anyone cleaned this place? Where are the NPCs? Come out and make an appearance, I'm in a hurry."

The other two players stared at them blankly, wondering what was going on. Did these three people know each other?

One of them seemed to realize something, and his face turned very ugly.

This group has been flagged in the player software for a while now, but it hasn't been dealt with. Every time other players encounter them, they're just incredibly unlucky.

They were both having their points stolen and their votes controlled. If the rules hadn't been changed, who knows how many more players would have died at their hands.

But he dared not speak; they outnumbered him and couldn't win.

I was already prepared to be devoured when, suddenly, a nursery rhyme rang out from somewhere, making my heart tighten.

Dao Ge immediately stood up to check, then gave the two a look, "Don't introduce yourselves to them, let's go through the story and grind for points."

The other two nodded and stood up together. The remaining two players looked at each other, hesitant to speak, wanting to stop them but powerless to do so. Just then, they saw that Brother Dao had just stepped out the door.

"Click."

The air froze.

Under the dim light of the corridor outside the door, a man was standing there at some point.

Like the most respectable gentleman in an old movie, his face was covered with a blank white mask, his eyes were completely white, without any decoration, clean and eerie, and he wore black leather gloves with long, slender fingers.

He didn't say anything.

Just lift your foot.

The heel landed precisely on the back of Dao Ge's head.

"Click—"

This time, it was the sound of utter shattering.

The moment the skull collapsed was like a watermelon being smashed open with a hammer. Bone fragments mixed with grayish-white brain matter burst out and splattered on the door frame and the ground. Warm blood slowly flowed along the cracks in the tiles, even emitting a faint steam.

Brother Dao didn't even have time to let out a scream.

His body twitched twice, his fingers still clenched into a fist, the cigarette butt rolled into the blood, got wet, and went out.

The skinny man's foot, which had been about to step out, froze in mid-air.

He seemed to be frozen in time; his pupils dilated sharply, his mouth was open but no sound came out, and only a dry, gasping sound came from his throat.

Hongjie screamed the next second.

"ah--!!!"

The sound pierced the air and echoed in the narrow corridor. After the short scream, there was silence at the end of the long table.

A girl wearing overalls and with a side braid sat down at some point. She looked harmless and had a pretty face.

"Oh, I'm sorry, that's my lover."

The girl chuckled, fanning herself with a small plastic fan, and crossed her legs. Everyone slowly turned to look at her, their faces filled with horror.

"He was also one of my henchmen; he hit hard. Please forgive him."

She stood up and beckoned to the two men who had gotten up. They didn't dare utter a sound and quickly scrambled back to their seats.

"Let me introduce myself. I am the DM of this game, the chief arbitrator of the Twelve Hours Arbitration Panel, and the cat."

Su Mian stood behind her with her hands behind her back, like a respectful and silent knight. The aura and temperament of both of them made everyone present sweat profusely.

"You can also affectionately call me... Dean."

*

"Migo, you're back!"

"Migo! Migo! We miss you so much~"

After the self-introductions, a group of kids who had been eavesdropping outside the door for a long time finally surrounded her. Guan Xiaoxiao was hiding in a corner and slacking off when Su Mian caught her red-handed.

"There's more to the story in the cafeteria; is this little protagonist trying to slack off?"

Guan Xiaoxiao pouted, rushed over and kissed Su Mian's face, then immediately ran away as fast as she could, afraid that the former dean would rush up and chop her up.

The other children clung to Su Mian's clothes and wouldn't let go, so Su Mian casually picked one up, leaving Pao Pao feeling flattered.

"Are you going to stay here indefinitely?"

Su Mian shook his head, and the little devils sighed in disappointment. Si Shi came a step later, and everyone quickly jumped off Su Mian.

Grandma came with Si Shi. Su Mian saw that her eyes were even gentler and greeted her with a smile.

"That's great... Migo can smile now."

The old woman held Su Mian's hand with great affection, and kept gently patting her palm.

His gaze kept shifting between the two of them.

"I always felt that something was going to happen between you two, but I never expected that you would fall in love."

"That's great...that's really great."

She sighed, "But the road ahead is still long, we have to take it one step at a time..."

The sound grew fainter and fainter, and the old woman had already walked away, leaving only the two of them in silence, admiring the scenery outside the window together.

The walls of the corridor were already covered with children's graffiti, and laughter echoed from near to far. The warm sun shone through the windows, giving the front yard a dreamy glow.

I don't know how many times we've watched the sunset together.

she says.

"There will be countless more," he replied.

"In the height of summer, on a snowy day, on Valentine's Day, on some lost street, in the future with you."

They firmly believed that two people who met by chance would not end up together for no reason, especially in an infinite flow world that could be described as chaotic.

Some lament the fleeting nature of fate, while others lament the unpredictability of life.

They have witnessed countless sunsets, and the thousands of mountains and rivers they have traveled through are all part of our shared memories.

You said you love seeing me laugh.

I laughed.

Because that will make you feel happy.

At 9:00 AM: "I'm leaving, to the next world."

Su Mian: "For a large-scale dungeon, what do you think about us disguising ourselves as players?"

"I'll always be there for you, Miss Detective."

(End of text)