Infinite Murder Mystery Game: The Beauty with a Delicate Palm

"You bunch of thieves... thieves..."

Su Mian blinked. "These were originally meant for us, weren't they?"

Before he finished speaking, he slammed his hand on the table, stood up, pointed at Su Mian with bulging veins, and shouted, "You had no greed at all!"

"Why did you steal the doll! Why?!"

Upon hearing this, Su Mian finally understood.

The so-called curse originates from greed itself.

And the so-called cost is not necessarily life.

She realized that those missing "lovers" had not been murdered.

They were consumed, dismantled, and ultimately only their ashes remained to be kept as pets.

"Foolish doll, as the name suggests, is a foolish delusion. Once a certain thought arises, I will give it to its owner and let him feed it himself."

The homeroom teacher spoke softly, "Once the host dies, the soul will be trapped in that body forever, never to be reborn."

"Why not just wish for immortality?"

Su Mian asked curiously, only to see the homeroom teacher looking at her as if she were an idiot.

"The price to pay for each wish is different; to make this wish, you have to kill hundreds or thousands of people to make it possible."

The homeroom teacher sighed, clearly at a loss for words, and took out several sets of doll clothes from the drawer and handed them to Su Mian.

"You must make a wish or curse it within 24 hours, otherwise you will suffer the consequences."

After leaving the office, Su Mian did not immediately tell the other players the news.

First, she needs to confirm whether Shen Jiarui's wish is related to the murderer.

So during lunchtime, Su Mian didn't leave the classroom. She hid in Shen Jiarui's drawer and rummaged through her draft paper. She quickly flipped through a few pages and finally found a page with only a short sentence written on it.

Who killed Liang Chuchu?

Su Mian's heart sank, and she lowered her eyelids.

If she already knew the truth, why didn't she tell the other two? Did she feel it was despicable to obtain the truth through such means? Was she unwilling to speak out? Or did she think no one would believe her if she did?

Therefore, it's even more important not to tell them the truth, otherwise Shen Jiarui would have a reason to say that she found the murderer through various means.

But if she doesn't tell them, Jingzhe will suffer a backlash; if she does tell her, Jingzhe will vote for her.

Ethical and moral issues caught her off guard.

In this way, the truth becomes a boomerang.

Concealment can be a powerful tool for hiding one's true nature, but the price of paving the way for oneself is death during the Awakening of Insects.

If you lift it, the boomerang will fly back and be held to your neck.

Su Mian could raise a knife against someone who hated her without hesitation, but she couldn't stand by and watch her friend walk step by step toward death.

Reason told her how to weigh the pros and cons, because her own life was the most important thing, but companionship and warmth repeatedly pulled the scales back to square one.

She stood there, with no way out, and could only let her doubts take root and spread in her heart.

Su Mian's head throbbed with pain. She stuffed the draft paper back in and, after confirming that no one was in the classroom, decided to go eat first. It's okay, there are still three days left, there must be other solutions.

As soon as she stepped out of the classroom, she saw two familiar figures on the floor opposite. Su Mian was somewhat surprised and looked in the direction of their gaze.

Zhou Ye and Chang Anning...

Feeling somewhat puzzled, she hid herself inside the back door frame and peered out to observe the two men's actions.

……

Ten minutes ago.

"Hey boss, there's a girl looking for you at the door."

Yi Junxi smiled ingratiatingly and pointed towards the door. Zhou Ye glanced at the figure, then looked away listlessly.

"I need to bring lunch to your sister-in-law. Tell her you're busy."

Yi Junxi said "Oh," and then ran out of the classroom to negotiate with Chang Anning.

Zhou Ye draped his coat over his shoulders and started walking toward the front door, but was immediately stopped by Chang Anning.

Yi Junxi, who was behind her, was shocked and grabbed her clothes to pull her back.

Zhou Ye lowered her eyes, her lips curving slightly into a distant yet polite smile.

"Excuse me, is there anything I can help you with?"

Chang Anning's domineering aura instantly diminished by more than half. She couldn't help but blush and stammered as she spoke.

"You, you're DM, aren't you?"

"You didn't participate in the discussion or self-introduction; you didn't follow any of the expected procedures at all. You haven't fulfilled your responsibilities as a DM at all!"

Chang Anning looked at Zhou Ye's gentle and handsome face, and spoke with increasing confidence, her voice rising several octaves.

But they didn't see the coldness and impatience in her eyes beneath those thick eyelashes.

"so what?"

This question stumped Chang Anning; she hadn't expected Zhou to give such an answer.

However, it seems that DM is not as scary as they say.

So she took two steps closer, softened her voice slightly, and made her negotiation more relaxed and measured.

Of course, if someone hadn't been in a hurry to bring him food, Chang Anning would already be a corpse.

"This case is also related to you, Zhou Ye. You must know something about Liang Chuchu's death. Please tell me some details?"

Just as Zhou Ye was about to leave, he caught a glimpse of a small figure hiding behind the door of a classroom downstairs. He suddenly smiled and turned to look at Chang Anning.

Chang Anning was momentarily stunned by those eyes, her heart pounding faster and faster. She secretly thought that something was going to happen.

Zhou Ye squinted, pretending to think, and raised his slender fingers to his chin.

"Hmm... There's a very timid girl in your dorm. I often hear Liang Chuchu mention her. She says she hates her to death."

Upon hearing this, Chang Anning's eyes lit up, and she tried to grab his hand, but he dodged her.

She awkwardly withdrew her hand, thanked him, and her sense of superiority grew even stronger.

This DM is so terrifying in other people's eyes, but she's completely obedient to her. She should have asked about it sooner.

Chang Anning rushed towards the cafeteria with great joy, becoming increasingly certain that she had identified the murderer.

As for this "cowardly" person, Zhou did not name names, so who knows if he was referring to a persona or a personality trait?

*

Time flew by, and with two days and eight hours left in the countdown, Chang Anning trudged forward, stepping on the fallen leaves scattered on the ground.

His breathing was rapid, but his gaze was intense.

She found it.

Under a crooked old locust tree, Shen Jiarui was squatting on the ground with her back to her, holding something in her hands and muttering to herself.

From Chang Anning's perspective, it was clear that it was a doll, exactly the same style as the one in the wooden house yesterday.

"It really was you."

Shen Jiarui shuddered, quickly stuffed the doll into her school uniform jacket, and turned around in a panic.

Her face was deathly pale, and there were dark circles under her eyes.

"How...how did you find this place?"

"I followed you here." Chang Anning took a step closer. "I felt something was off about you as soon as we came out of the cafeteria; you were acting suspiciously."

"Jiarui, why are you hiding the doll? Are you afraid someone will discover your 'secret'?"

"I have no secrets!" Shen Jiarui's voice rose. "I just... just want to be alone for a while!"