Infinite Murder Mystery Game: The Beauty with a Delicate Palm

The deathly silence was broken by the children's even more frenzied shouts, louder and more genuine than ever before, filled with a bloodthirsty excitement.

The sound waves assaulted her eardrums, and everything in front of her began to spin and distort.

It's all fake, fake...

But the warm blood beneath my palms, the strong smell of rust in the air... how could all of this feel so real?

"The princess successfully assassinated the prince, and without a second thought, she fled the castle and returned to the king's embrace."

"From then on, the princess learned to protect herself. She could kill a pack of fierce wolves and defend herself against sudden assassins. People said she was the bravest princess in the world."

The stage curtain slowly fell amidst the deafening cheers of the children.

Su Mian let out a sudden breath, her legs went weak, and she saw DM calmly pull out the dagger and throw it on the ground.

Recalling the scene just now, Su Mian was trembling uncontrollably, her blood was rushing back, and she didn't even dare to look directly at her palms.

Why?

Su Mian heard herself tremble as she asked the question. She knew very well that the invisible force was most likely the DM in front of her.

If her knife hadn't pierced him, but any ordinary person with a life, Su Mian might never have forgotten that scene for the rest of her life.

"Were you scared?"

DM stepped forward, intending to wipe the blood from the girl's palm, but saw the person in front of him take a step back, his eyes filled with wariness and suspicion.

Tell me why you did this.

"Wouldn't it be better to make the stage play seem more realistic?"

DM tilted her head, placed the handkerchief in Su Mian's palm, and said with a hint of helplessness.

"I hardly ever use this myself; I only use it to wipe your blood. I might as well give it to you."

As he spoke, he disappeared into the darkness.

Su Mian was left standing there, stunned.

-

The party proceeded as usual, without any sign of anything amiss. Su Mian had changed into a pleated skirt, and Liu Liu was waiting for her in the corridor.

Seeing Su Mian come out of the toilet, Liu Liu went to greet her.

"What does Migo want me to do for you?"

Su Mian wiped her hands with a handkerchief to make sure there was no smell before looking towards the place where the party had just been held.

……

Candy wrappers and ribbons were scattered in the lobby, indicating that the party was nearing its end.

The children, who had been full of energy just moments before, were now looking a little tired, slumped listlessly on the benches, while the support staff took brooms and began cleaning up the scene.

Wang Zhe stretched and caught a glimpse of Zhou Yichen getting up.

"where did you go?"

"bathroom."

The words were spoken casually, yet carried a deliberate attempt to conceal their perfunctory attitude.

Fish Hat's heart sank. He almost immediately guessed Fish Hat's purpose, and his face was filled with resentment and bitterness.

Wen Zirui had his head down, his eyelids drooping, as if he were asleep.

Each of the four harbored their own secrets, and the air was thick with an indescribable sense of oppression.

Zhou Yichen hummed a light tune as he stepped out of the lobby, but his voice sounded particularly jarring in the empty corridor.

He did indeed go to see Su Mian, and this time, he intended not to hide it anymore.

After Bai Tiansu left, he had already convinced several people with that photo. Except for Wang Zhe, who remained vigilant, the other two were led by the nose by him.

She will die if they vote for Su Mian in the end.

Zhou Yichen's lips curled into a confident smile.

If Su Mian pleads with him in a desperate situation, he will waver and make Yu Mao Mao change his vote, shifting the target to Wen Zi Rui.

Anyway, that guy didn't like to talk, so it's okay that he's dead.

But the price he wanted was never her verbal "begging".

He recreated the scene in his mind.

She stood in the center of the stage, the light making her appear almost unreal.

The skirt swayed gently, revealing glimpses of her waist and collarbone like a trap inviting one to touch it.

His heart burned with desire as he watched, and he even fantasized that the light belonged only to him.

Zhou Yichen licked his lips, his thoughts dark and direct:

He could save her life if she was willing to lie beneath him.

He wanted Su Mian to understand that the only thing she could hold onto was the hand he reached out to her.

Even if that hand is filled with desire and malice.

He was excitedly thinking about it when suddenly everything went black and he fainted. In the last moment before he closed his eyes, he saw a pair of children's hands reaching out to him.

-

When I regained consciousness, a foul, fishy, ​​and burning smell filled my nostrils.

Zhou Yichen struggled to open his eyes and found himself surrounded by darkness. He moved his body slightly, only to find the space incredibly cramped.

His heart rate spiked instantly, and when he looked up, his pupils contracted sharply.

At the wellhead, Liu Liu and Su Mian looked down at him.

"How did I get here? Quick, pull me up, quick!"

Zhou Yichen cried out in panic. He stood up and tried to touch the well opening, but found it to be as difficult as climbing to the sky.

The withered branches and leaves under his feet creaked under his feet, but the two people showed no desire to reach out.

Only then did he understand what was happening. Zhou Yichen immediately glared at the well and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Migo! Do you fucking want to die?! You…"

"Shh..."

Su Mian made a shushing gesture and pointed to the bottom of the well.

"Check down there for anything."

"Why the hell do I—"

"If you don't want to come up, just pretend I didn't ask."

Su Mian interrupted him. The evening breeze lifted the girl's skirt. Her voice was clear and indifferent, and a faint smile played on her lips, making Zhou Yichen's heart tremble.

As if bewitched, he actually turned around and started searching, only to find the bottom of the well filled with sand, fallen leaves, and withered grass.

The pungent smell grew stronger and stronger, and Zhou Yichen even started to gag.

"What...what is this awful smell?"

"Of course it'll smell, Lin Xiaofan. You're covered in Yutong's ashes right now!"

After Liu Liu finished speaking, she nodded in satisfaction upon seeing Zhou Yichen's terrified expression.

Hmph, let him take her blood, you scoundrel!

Zhou Yichen flung his hand in despair, lost his balance, and fell to the ground in a disheveled state. His fingers clenched tightly. Once he got up there, he would make Su Mian wish she were dead!

"What exactly do you want me to find?"

"You haven't even dug, how am I supposed to know if there's anything there?"

Su Mian crossed her arms over her chest and urged.

Zhou Yichen cursed under his breath and continued rummaging through the "sand." Suddenly, he found a blueprint and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Can you let me up now?"

Seeing that Su Mian nodded, Liu Liu flew down and pulled Zhou Yichen up. As soon as Zhou Yichen got up, he rushed to the side and vomited in the grass.

Su Mian took two steps back and opened the blueprints.

It's a simple line drawing by a child, depicting the interior of an orphanage. Although the drawing is rudimentary, you can roughly distinguish the different parts.

For example, in the dormitory, there were many rectangles of the same size drawn, and in the cafeteria, there were milk and bread drawn, as well as a stick figure wearing an apron, probably an old lady.

What Su Mian found strange was that different colors were used in different locations: green, black, gray, pink, and blue.

What do these colors represent...?