Infinite Murder Mystery Game: The Beauty with a Delicate Palm

Su Mian looked in the direction of the sound and secretly noted down the number of players.

There are thirty players, but only fifteen are here. Where are the other players?

She walked over, and Adele noticed her, looking her up and down. The others nearby also looked over.

Adele: "You're a player too?"

Su Mian nodded and noticed a girl wearing the same nun's habit as herself, who was the same one who had just spoken to Adele.

【Serra】

[Beginner player, Identity: Town nun, dispatched by the city-state center to provide plague relief at Mill Ferry.]

"Did you also come because of the plague?"

Sera asked, and Su Mian, who couldn't think of a better reason at the moment, nodded in agreement.

Adrian and Bruce arrived at some point, Bruce looking somewhat angry.

Adrian: "You're all newbies or beginners, right?"

Sera was somewhat surprised. "How did you know?"

Adrian chuckled, his expression turning mocking, and stared at the distant illusion as he spoke.

"This game is still playing the double game. Mid-to-high-level players are all staying in the city center, and what about us? We're in the slums. Isn't that ridiculous?"

Upon hearing this, many people showed expressions of anger, and Sera weakly raised her hand.

"This...this has nothing to do with level, right? What if there are more clues in the Mill Ferry than in the city-state?"

"Their food and lodging are so much better than ours, aren't they?!"

Adele seemed to be playing herself, exuding a spoiled and delicate air.

She would occasionally put a damp handkerchief around her neck, seemingly unable to bear the dry climate here.

These words provoked outrage among many.

"Yeah, yeah."

"Yeah, why do they get to live so well?"

"If you ask me, this is the kind of place a true gamer should be in."

The players were discussing amongst themselves when suddenly, a sound of shattering glass was heard, drawing everyone's attention.

The center of attention, however, was Su Mian, who looked completely innocent.

She looked at the glass she had knocked over and winked at Adrian.

"Feel sorry."

Adrian, the owner of the horse farm, simply assumed it was an accident, that he had been drawn to those eyes, and slowly returned their smile.

"It's alright, what's your name?"

"Ephedrine".

They exchanged names without a word, and Adrian observed Su Mian discreetly.

He had noticed the girl a long time ago. Her haughty expression when she looked in the mirror attracted him, and he couldn't take his eyes off her. He wanted to see her true face beneath the veil.

Unfortunately, the girl had already looked away, so he could only politely look elsewhere.

Terrible.

Su Mian just felt a little itchy and inexplicably knocked over the wine glass. By the time she realized what had happened, it was too late.

A servant passing by was sweeping with a broom when he slipped and fell, letting out a cry of alarm. His hand nearly pierced through a pile of shards, and his face was filled with terror.

Tsk.

Su Mian turned her head listlessly, seemingly disappointed, yet she couldn't help but imagine the wonderful scene after she succeeded. Her pink lips under the white veil curled up slightly.

She seemed to understand the meaning of the mission "Don't reveal your demon identity".

To commit all kinds of evil is the nature of a demon.

After chatting for a while, the group decided to use this place as the meeting point for their discussion.

Su Mian, who had originally planned to leave with Sera, was stopped by Adrian, who was leaning against his horse with an oil lamp in his hand.

"It's very dark on the way to the nunnery, take an oil lamp."

Su Mian stared into those eyes, which held no malice. After hesitating for two seconds, she took the oil lamp.

Sera, who was beside her, thanked her on her behalf, and the two left hand in hand.

Sera is a girl with a bit of social anxiety. She doesn't dare to look Su Mian in the eye when she speaks, but she can't help but complain to Su Mian about the script.

After chatting about various things, the two arrived at a crowded alley.

The convent's logo was carved at the entrance and exit of the alley, but it has been blurred by wind and sand over time.

The elderly, the infirm, and the wounded sat on both sides of the road. As soon as Su Mian stepped into this place, she felt many eyes on her.

She clearly sensed that these gazes were malicious, but they secretly withdrew after seeing the oil lamp in the girl's hand.

The alley was indeed very dark, with the only source of light coming from Su Mian's hand. They walked to the end of the alley.

Ring the bell, even though there is no door here, only a white cloth covering it.

"Sera, where have you been?"

The woman behind the door pulled back the white cloth, revealing herself dressed in the same nun's habit as them, but with a golden cross hanging on her chest.

She kicked an old man resting nearby and didn't even look at the two girls.

"Two more people died this morning, hurry up and deal with it."

"Yes... Miss Anna."

Sera clung tightly to Su Mian and squeezed into the white-clothed doorway, looking terrified of Miss Anna.

The room was completely dark; the area illuminated by the oil lamp was too small to walk on; there was a foul smell of medicine, dried-up vegetable soup, and piles of grain.

In the distance were several unusually clean hospital beds, and the people lying on them made no sound; they were probably dead.

"The script says that Miss Anna is a noblewoman from a city-state, a follower of... a cult, and enjoys abusing her maids; anyone who disobeys her will be..."

Sera made a throat-slitting gesture, her eyes glancing upwards intentionally or unintentionally, and Su Mian followed her gaze upwards.

The convent had two floors. The first floor was for treating patients, and the second floor was the nuns' living quarters. She vaguely saw something swaying around.

"That girl offended Miss Anna a few days ago, and she was hung from the bedside."

Sera's voice was so soft that Su Mian could barely hear it, "I... my bed is right next to hers."

"Hey, what's all the yelling about? Are you two crazy?"

The nun upstairs clung to the wooden railing and made a shushing gesture, and Sera immediately covered her mouth.

"Go and bury the dead body, do you hear me?!"

She walked down a few steps, her eyes sweeping over the oil lamp in Su Mian's hand. She paused for a moment, then immediately tried to snatch it away.

Su Mian took a step back and raised an eyebrow.

The nun coughed awkwardly, covering her mouth. "The oil lamp is too bright. Don't, don't frighten the spirits of the dead."

With that, he quickly left the convent.

"Evening... what do we do now? We really have to bury the body, this is terrifying."

Sera stood at the door, unwilling to approach the patients on the first floor, nor daring to go up to the second floor to rest.

Suddenly, a female corpse flew down in front of her. She screamed and looked up.

Su Mian stared at her with a half-smile.

"You're such a coward."

"Ephing! What are you doing?!"

Sera was horrified.

How dare she throw Miss Anna's hanging body down like that! What if someone sees it? Will they both die here?

Su Mian looked at Sera, who was on the first floor and looked terrified. A smile of pleasure appeared on his lips. He leaned on the railing and tilted his head, watching Sera go forward and drag the female corpse.

You really look like a demon now, Mianmian.

4399 spoke up at an inopportune moment, and Su Mian replied to it casually.

"I really like this character. Most importantly, it's really satisfying to do bad things without needing any reason."