Infinite Murder Mystery Game: The Beauty with a Delicate Palm

The painting is small in size, but extremely eye-catching.

The background is a dark, almost gray-black sky and barren fields, with the outline of an abandoned village faintly visible in the distance.

However, in the center of the picture, a barefoot girl wearing a faded red dress is standing on tiptoe, raising her arms high, and picking a bunch of malnourished grapes.

The girl's face was turned to the side, so her whole appearance couldn't be seen, but the lines of her neck were full of longing, and her fingers were about to touch the fruit.

According to research, the painter created this painting when a severe plague was breaking out in the region.

The guide lowered his voice, "Death looms, a golden age collapses, but this painting chooses to capture such a moment."

"A girl, in the heart of the disaster, still persistently picks the fruit that symbolizes life and sweetness. This extreme contrast is what makes it so touching."

Su Mian stared at the bunch of grapes.

The girl's fingertips seemed to have warmth, and that longing penetrated the paint and the years, reaching straight to her retina.

She suddenly felt a slight dizziness, like low blood sugar, and the pattern on the marble floor beneath her feet seemed to twist.

"...Mianmian?"

My mother's voice seemed to come through a layer of water.

She shook her head, trying to take a step back and get further away from the painting.

The moment her heel moved, the museum's soft overhead lights went out.

……

Welcome back to the Infinite Murder Mystery Game!

Congratulations on upgrading from "New Player" to "Junior Player"! You will gain new privileges: advance knowledge of random event tiers (A, B, C). Tier A events are extremely difficult with a very low survival rate; please handle them with extreme caution when they occur.

Please receive the script.

……

The electronic sounds gradually faded away, and Su Mian opened her eyes.

She stood on a pebbly path about three meters wide, with crowded stone houses made of limestone on both sides of the path. The houses were crudely constructed and had mottled walls.

The only greenery was the vines climbing the walls, and in the distance, a vast expanse of white mist obscured the view, resembling the style of a working-class neighborhood in the West during the old century.

The passersby confirmed Su Mian's idea; most of them had blond hair and blue eyes, dressed simply, and wore white headscarves.

A carriage brushed past her, and Su Mian took a step back, almost brushing against the carriage's edge.

The coachman seemed not to notice, or perhaps he did notice but was too lazy to avoid it.

Your name is Evelyn, and you are a demon.

The script slowly seeped into Sumi's head.

You don't know where you come from, but you learn from the merchants that this place is called Vebens.

It is the world's largest island and the wealthiest city-state.

Wibbens was arrogant by nature, disliked the poor, and rejected outsiders; you happen to possess two of these traits.

On the day you were born, you were brutally beaten at the dock of Mill Ferry, where you happened to meet Cain, a church priest from the working class, who was returning from the sea and passing through the area.

He saved you and raised you, and you naturally became a nun in the church who cared for the vulnerable and was responsible for daily prayers.

But you're a demon, and you have no interest in dealing with those slow-witted, mentally challenged old people. Your daily prayers make you feel hopelessly foolish.

So you left the city center of Vebens and returned to Millferry, a commoner's area where many villains once gathered.

But recently... things have been very unsettled here. It's said that evil spirits are causing a terrible plague.

[Task 1: Find the culprit and win the game.]

[Task Two: Conceal your demon identity and maintain your persona.]

The script ended there, but Su Mian fell into deep thought.

There was something that felt off to her: Cain. It didn't sound like a priest's name. She felt like she'd heard it somewhere before, and it had some kind of meaning, but she couldn't quite place it.

Good morning! Miss Devil, reporting for duty on time at 4399!

……

"To be honest, I think you have more energy and spirit than most people."

Su Mian remained silent for a while, unable to understand why a human-computer system could be so happy at work.

Just as she couldn't understand those people who were full of passion at 8 a.m., she felt like she was about to die when she went to work at 8 a.m.

[Hehe, because I can see Mianmian!]

4399 was already happy to hear Su Mian praise it, but now the electronic voice rose even higher, and it couldn't help but play some exciting music, the loud sound exploding in Su Mian's mind.

"Oh oh oh oh oh (sinking)"

"Oh oh oh oh oh (rising)"

...What kind of thunderous background music is this?

[Ahem, back to the main topic, Mianmian, this dungeon is an extremely large one, with a staggering 30 players!]

"What did you say?"

Su Mian widened her eyes slightly, wondering if there was something wrong with her ears.

30 people.

Playing a murder mystery game?

Are you crazy?

Yes, you heard right. There are thirty players in this dungeon, and it's extremely difficult, but it's undoubtedly very lucky for the killer player.

[But it's okay, Mianmian, because your strong one is coming!]

[I specifically requested detective benefits for this instance from my superiors; otherwise, with you constantly saying I'm useless, I'm almost depressed, decadent, and rotting away.]

"...It's not that serious, is it?"

In short, this instance allows you to see basic information about all players without having to look at each one individually. Isn't that useful?

While listening to 4399 speak, Su Mian stared at her reflection in the broken glass in the corner of the wall, a barely perceptible hint of surprise on her face. She raised her chin and nodded slightly, like an arrogant and self-possessed ragdoll cat.

"good."

The woman in the glass was veiled in white, revealing only a pair of dark eyes with long, straight eyelashes and large pupils, yet leaving space for the lower sclera, giving her a mixed-race and mysterious ethereal quality.

The typical black and white nun's habit, with a white veil covering her face to protect against the plague.

She turned her head and saw a group of people sitting together in the distance with subtitles floating around them; they were probably a small group of players.

Su Mian quickly scanned the area; that was probably the detective perk 4399 had mentioned.

Hidden in the shade behind the city walls, the mule and horse market was a gathering place for the lowest-class livestock, secondhand goods, and rumors, filled with the smells of animal dung, leather, and cheap spices.

A young Chinese man stood beside a hitching post, talking to a farmer.

Adrian

[Beginner player, identity: Horse merchant, a shrewd and cunning businessman, arrogant by nature, hates the poor, and has no patience, yet lingers here for some reason.]

Su Mian looked at the farmer again.

[Bruce]

[New player, identity: a poor farmer, living in abject poverty, making a living by fishing, with only one son who died from plague.]

A few players, dressed somewhat decently, stood next to the racecourse, covering their noses and sighing.

"Good heavens, this horse shed stinks! How can those two stay in there so calmly?"

"Adele, you should say less. I think that guy is pretty good; he must have played a few games before."

Adele

[New player, identity: daughter of a merchant, her father is a watchmaker. She lives in a sheltered environment created by her parents, and is delicate yet impulsive, straightforward yet proud. She loves adventure and new things.]