Infinite Murder Mystery Game: The Beauty with a Delicate Palm

He never actively reveals his identity, just as he never allows players to violate their character settings. But after meeting Su Mian, all reasons no longer need a reason.

Just like how he deliberately revealed his true self at this moment, simply to make the girl feel less uncomfortable.

Because from the moment the tears fell, she herself became the entire reason.

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Sera's body was buried in the Crow's Rest Garden on the banks of the Mill River.

This place looks like it has been abandoned for a long time, with only overgrown thistles and a few crooked tombstones proving that it was once a cemetery.

Old Qiao, the tomb keeper, was the only person in the village still willing to take on this job. He was sleeping in his thatched hut, completely unaware that a man and a woman had broken in.

The wooden sign was stuck in the ground crookedly, with only Sera's name and a date written on it.

Su Mian placed a bunch of lilies and ivy in front of the grave, squatted quietly for a while, until her feet went numb before standing up. The moonlight was bright, making the lilies glow white.

"Let's go."

She said in a low voice, and several crows flapped their wings and flew to the eaves of the thatched hut, cawing loudly.

Old Joe's slipper flew up, startling the crows into scattering. The slipper flew in an arc through the air and landed next to the shovel.

"Won't you stay a little longer?"

Su Mian shook her head. Upon hearing this, Si Shi said nothing more, only looking at a dark field in the distance.

"It's very late now, and all the guesthouses and inns are closed."

The two walked along a country path, the waterwheel turning gently, splashing water into the dark irrigation ditch, where insects groaned and chirped among the fine grass roots.

I thought I would have to sleep on the streets tonight, but Su Mian had sharp eyes and spotted a house in the distance with an oil lamp still lit, where an old man was sitting in a rocking chair knitting.

Su Mian's steps faltered, and her eyes suddenly lit up in the darkness, like a cat before its hunt.

She grabbed the man's sleeve, and he immediately understood her thoughts.

"Won't we scare them?"

Su Mian glared at him. What do you mean, "we're like this"? He's clearly the only scary one here, with his red hair and long robe. Anyone who didn't know better would think he was the Grim Reaper.

After thinking for a moment, she took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention at the hour of Si (9-11 AM) to put her hand in the soil and wipe it.

She slapped the man across the face with a serious expression, as if she were doing something very important.

……

Su Mian blinked. "I don't know if you've ever heard of the 'bitter flesh strategy'?"

Si Shi raised an eyebrow.

He had time to react to the girl's movements, but deliberately didn't dodge, wanting to see what kind of mischief this little detective was up to.

So this is where she was waiting for him. He chuckled lightly, not feeling embarrassed at all, and grabbed the girl's chin, bringing his face close to hers.

Before Su Mian could react, she exclaimed in surprise as wet mud was smeared onto her face.

She pushed the man away by bracing herself against his chest with both hands, but she still ended up getting brushed against.

The soft touch of her cheek, mixed with the mud, made her pout, leaving muddy marks on her fair face.

"you-!!!"

She gritted her teeth and punched Si Shi with her backhand, but the man didn't dodge, instead tilting his head with a smile.

"How can I be the only one playing the victim, darling?"

The two of them, playfully bickering, arrived at the rented room. The old man, wearing Western-style glasses, was unaware of their arrival.

Su Mian stopped in front of the door, sniffed, and instantly changed her expression, watching the scene with great interest.

"Is...is anyone there? Please...open the door..."

The noise inside stopped.

After a while, dragging footsteps came from behind the door, and the door creaked open a crack.

The old woman squinted her dim eyes and warily eyed the two people outside the door.

Su Mian immediately shrank her neck and hid her face in the shadows, only revealing her eyes, which looked particularly bright against the mud.

"Grandma...please save us! My brother and I were traveling when it got dark, and we ran into some thugs with sticks in the woods."

"We had nothing to give them, so they chased us. We lost our shoes, got covered in mud, and it was pitch black all around us. We had nowhere to go..."

As she spoke, she secretly pinched the inside of Si Shi's arm.

The man received the signal, immediately clutching his abdomen and breathing heavily, his muffled groans restrained yet slightly trembling.

With her head down and half her face hidden in the shadows, she looked so sexy that it was hard to believe she was injured.

Su Mian touched her slightly reddened ear tips and almost lost her composure.

What's that guy breathing in her ear?!

Fortunately, the mother-in-law didn't notice anything unusual. The wariness on her face slowly disappeared, and then she sighed and closed the door a crack.

"How pitiful..." she muttered, turning to the side. "Come in, it's awful outside right now. Aren't you cold? There's still some warmth by the fireplace."

Having successfully entered the house, Su Mian quickly helped Si Shi, while the old man put away the unfinished yarn and led the two of them in.

There was a wooden bed lying alone in the room, but the blankets and pillowcases were clean and the floor was spotless.

A few lone hawthorns sat in a tin fruit bowl by the bedside, and the air was filled with the scent of sage powder.

"There's only one bed left, so please make do. Let me know if you need anything."

Su Mian nodded quickly and took her hand.

"Thank you very much."

The old man waved his hand, smiled, and swayed as he went out.

She had already figured out from their interactions that the two weren't siblings, so she probably wouldn't mind sleeping in the same bed.

She certainly had extra rooms in her house, but since the two of them didn't ask, she wasn't going to say anything more.

The candles were lit, and Su Mian removed her veil and bundle. The small space was quiet, and the candlelight reflected their shadows together.

"...I'm not used to sleeping with other people."

"so?"

Si Shi raised an eyebrow, Su Mian scratched her face with her fingers, turned her face away and muttered, "You're not human, you shouldn't need to sleep, right?"

The candlelight flickered for a moment, then he stepped forward, picked up Su Mian, and she cried out in surprise as he placed her on the bed.

"That's unfortunate."

"I specifically set up a sleep option in my program, so I'm afraid you'll have to make do with this, Miss Detective."

As he spoke, he squatted down and took off Su Mian's shoes.

Su Mian gritted her teeth, lightly kicked the man's suit, and said sarcastically.

"You really know how to enjoy yourself."

At the hour of Si (9-11 AM), he grabbed her ankle and looked up at her with a slightly deep gaze.

"Do you treat everyone like this?"

"What?"

Before Su Mian could react to what he was saying, she saw the man take off his coat and lean in on her. She quickly moved back and pinned herself against the wall.

"Don't worry about neurasthenia, I'll shut down the respiratory system."

He lifted the covers and lay down, his movements swift and clean.

"Good night."

The room fell silent, and the candlelight cast a gentle, tranquil glow on the eerie mask.

Red hair hung obediently behind her ears. Su Mian looked at his broad back, his huge frame sleeping on the edge, looking pitiful as he made room for her. Suddenly, she wasn't so resistant anymore.