Infinite Murder Mystery Game: The Beauty with a Delicate Palm

"Aaaaaaaaahh ...

The children playing nearby screamed and began to run away frantically, shouting as they ran indoors, "Lezhi is dead! Lezhi is dead!"

Su Mian was stunned, her hands still gripping the chains tightly, those blurry hands only a few inches from her back.

She had never smelled death so closely before, not from a cold corpse.

It wasn't just a few vague lines in the script, but a vibrant child, a girl who had just been envisioning her future, who turned to ashes right before her eyes.

I'm leaving.

Why did he leave in this way...?

Rice cakes...

Migo... I'm so sad.

"ha……"

Suppressed gasps escaped from her throat, and an invisible feeling of suffocation gripped her neck.

The smell of decay and burning filled her nostrils, and the constant ringing in her ears left her mind in a fog.

All the emotions rushed in.

Shock, fear, grief, and nausea piled up in layers, almost burying her alive.

Su Mian covered her ears, trying to block out the noise from the outside world, even if it was just for a moment to catch her breath.

But that scene was etched into her mind, and she couldn't shake it off.

【Mianmian, it's time to go to the activity room.】

Su Mian remained silent for a long time, her eyes gradually blurring, and wet tears splattered onto the floor.

Why...shouldn't she have gotten used to it by now?

I've gotten used to this vicious and cruel game world; it's supposed to be like this.

Isn't everything just part of a script?

Was she feeling sorry for the child?

Su Mian asked herself uncertainly, feeling somewhat lost. She thought she would adapt well here, and that after experiencing so many vicious and cruel scenes, her heart would be stronger.

But now... it seems that's not the case. Witnessing a living person die in front of her still makes her sad, shocked, and so terrified that she can't breathe.

A cool silk handkerchief touched her face, and Su Mian trembled slightly, looking up.

"You're going to be late, my child."

Su Mian stood up, her legs feeling a little weak. Unsteady on her feet, she placed her hands on the man's chest. His broad shoulders could almost encircle her, and the crisp scent of brandy filled her nostrils.

DM gently lifted the girl's hair and tucked it behind her ear.

"You'll see this scene countless times in the future. If you cry every time, your eyes will be ruined."

Su Mian took a deep breath and softly hummed in agreement.

DM leaned slightly forward, spread her arms, and spoke with a smile.

"Want a hug, little one?"

Su Mian stiffened for a moment, pushed the man away, and walked into the room. DM tilted his head as he looked at the girl's reddened ear tips and followed slowly.

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"Da, da, da"

The leather shoes clicked on the floor as DM leaned against the podium, two fingers pressed together, and a black and white photograph suddenly appeared in his hand—Lezhi's memorial portrait.

"What a misfortune..."

DM murmured softly, "Two children have died in just two days. If we don't catch him soon, will my orphanage become a graveyard?"

Although that's what she said, Su Mian knew perfectly well that this place had long been a graveyard overrun by ghosts.

"Today's discussion will be a little different."

DM snapped his fingers, and the digital clock above his head started counting down again. "After one hour, you will have one chance to vote, and the second vote will be held in two days."

"If the murderer successfully escapes, he/she will receive 3,000 points, and the remaining players will lose 3,000 points. If one player makes a correct bet but the entire group makes a wrong bet, no points will be added or deducted."

"But no matter what."

He paused for a moment.

"The person who is voted out, whether or not they are the murderer, will die."

Those present held their breath, and the atmosphere was instantly enveloped in fear.

"So please play the game seriously and don't wrongly accuse anyone who doesn't deserve to die."

……

After DM disappeared, the room fell silent again. Su Mian walked up to the podium and wrote down the names of the five people present and Yu Tong.

"I found all the children's files in the dean's office. Last night, Kairo, Xu Yiyi and I went to the dormitory at the end of the room."

She equated the orphanage with the cemetery.

"We discovered that all the children in the orphanage had actually died."

"In that cursed fire, very few children survived, and now, apart from us, all the others who might have survived are dead."

She was referring to Guan Xiaoxiao and Lezhi, who were killed.

A child with a normal weight, which is rare in the records.

"So, the real orphan refers to Yu Tong, whose soul and body are mismatched and who is isolated by all the other children in the orphanage."

"She has been resurrected among us, attempting to take revenge on those who once slandered her but are still alive."

She circled Lin Xiaofan, Kailuo, and Sihan.

"The three of you came to the orphanage last year. Do you know her?"

Wang Zhe shook his head and looked at Zhou Yichen. "I only stayed at the orphanage for one day, to keep Lin Xiaofan company."

"ah???"

Fish Hat covered his mouth in surprise.

"My parents wanted a child, and at that time I also longed for a younger brother, so I volunteered to stay here for a day to choose the one I liked."

"So you chose Lin Xiaofan?"

Wang Zhe nodded. "However... I didn't have a peaceful night."

He hesitated for a moment, then continued, "I keep hearing kids whispering things in my ear, like predictions and curses."

"Then the day after we left, the orphanage caught fire. Lin Xiaofan and I were both very grateful."

A knowing glint flashed in Su Mian's eyes. No wonder Zhou Yichen said his parents worked abroad when they introduced themselves, and Wang Zhe said he was of mixed race. They meant the same thing.

"predict……"

Su Mian suddenly looked up at Yu Mao Mao, "Your quirk is predicting the future. Do you... know something?"

Fish Hat was terrified, waving his hands as he spoke, "I'm not the murderer! I'm not!"

"Nobody's calling you the murderer. What did you predict?"

Everyone looked at Fish Hat, who stammered, "I... predicted the day before March 26th that if anyone was taken away on the 26th, they would die..."

"So you know Yutong will die, Guan Xiaoxiao will die, and Lezhi will die today, right?"

Su Mian hit the nail on the head, and Yu Mao Mao turned pale. She kept insisting that she was not the murderer.

Wang Zhe looked somewhat speechless.

"Damn it, why didn't you tell me sooner about something this important?"

"Waaaaah, I didn't know... I'm sorry, I was afraid you'd think I was the murderer, so I didn't say anything."

Everyone present fell silent. Su Mian rubbed her temples and looked at Zhou Yichen.

"And you? Have you seen Yutong?"

Zhou Yichen kept his head down and didn't say a word.

The couple remained silent while the other wept uncontrollably, and Su Mian was at her wit's end, unable to get any useful information.

Wen Zirui suddenly spoke up, "I saw blood on his bed."