Infinite Murder Mystery Game: The Beauty with a Delicate Palm

It doesn't quite resemble a human body.

The cold, slippery sensation crept up her calves, slowly and freely, as if confirming that she could not escape.

The moment that thing wrapped around her, Su Mian trembled violently, but only a tiny breath escaped from her throat.

Scales.

This realization made her breath catch in her throat instantly.

Fine and hard, its edges scrape against the skin with a tingling friction that makes your scalp tingle, tightening upwards along the inner thigh.

It wasn't just simple restraint; it was more like deliberate torture, with the intensity perfectly controlled—just enough to make her uncomfortable without causing her to lose consciousness.

Her mind went blank, with only instinctive fear screaming within her.

"……who?"

The sound was stuck in his throat.

Her response was a sudden tightening of force.

That emotion was undisguised, cold, and violent, like a wild beast without limits.

The air between her nostrils was being robbed, making it difficult for her to breathe. She was so close that she could clearly feel the other person's anger emanating from them.

The scales scraped against her skin again, forcing her dormant consciousness to gather. She wanted to scream and struggle, but her body betrayed her, leaving her only to passively endure it.

I don't know how much time passed, but my consciousness gradually faded, and I fell into a deep sleep.

……

When I woke up, I thought it was because I had been exposed to too many snake-related elements recently and had a nightmare.

But when she lifted the blanket, she discovered shocking red marks crisscrossing her thighs.

For a moment, my mind went blank.

-

Welcome, detectives, to this murder mystery game: "The Graduation Curse"

Graduation is approaching, where does my future lead? At midnight, I light a candle and ask: Ouija board, Ouija board, what does my future hold?

"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!!!"

A scream broke the silence of the players who were still receiving the script. Su Mian looked over and saw the detective playing the role of "Shen Jiarui" in bed number six.

The dormitory was dark, with only a single white candle burning in the corridor, its flickering light occasionally casting shadows on people's faces.

"What are you yelling about? You're interrupting the ceremony, do you want to die here?"

Liang Chuchu's eyes widened in anger.

Without a doubt, she single-handedly organized this event.

Of the remaining five people, none of them participated voluntarily. Who would be so crazy as to ask the Ouija board how many points they would get on the test?

Shen Jiarui was terrified, covering her mouth and trembling, looking like a newcomer.

"A Ragdoll cat?"

Su Mian paused, then turned to look, and saw that it was Jingzhe, the actor who played Chen Mo in the previous instance.

She was somewhat delighted, seemingly surprised to run into Su Mian. Su Mian nodded at her, but her mood wasn't exactly good.

We've worked together, solved cases together, and while we might not be considered partners, we're definitely friends.

But they're not on the same side anymore. It's just that fate played a cruel trick on them, bringing them together on such a terrible day.

【Mianmian!!! I'm online!!!】

The familiar sound was nothing out of the ordinary for Su Mian, but 4399 emitted a sharp, explosive blast two seconds later.

[Aaaaaaah, you're the murderer, Mianmian! Don't panic, don't panic, it's just the murderer. Come on, take a deep breath, inhale, exhale...]

……

For a moment, it was unclear who was nervous.

She snapped out of her reverie and silently observed the remaining player. The girl was the actress playing "Chang Anning" in bed number four, and she was ranked second in the grade.

But he looked unwell, his lips were pale, and he kept muttering, "I was right, I was right..."

Liang Chuchu stomped her foot impatiently, drawing everyone's attention back to her.

"When I start chanting the spell, anyone who dares to interrupt me will have Takanah kill them!"

Her gaze swept over everyone present, finally settling on Jiang Yue.

"You'll be the first to ask a question later."

She twirled her finger around, assigning a specific order to everyone before finally returning it to herself. Clearly, she wanted them to test the waters and make sure it was safe before she went up herself.

Su Mian didn't refute it. Refuting it now would make her seem like a busybody. She watched as Liang Chuchu pricked a needle and dripped a drop of blood into the golden bowl, then directed everyone to place their hands on their pens and began chanting a spell in a low voice.

A sudden gust of wind swept across the balcony, blowing in withered branches and leaves, one by one, as if bringing something with them.

Shen Jiarui and Jiang Yue were terrified and huddled together for warmth. She obviously didn't know that Jiang Yue was just an NPC.

Liang Chuchu sounded excited. She winked at Jiang Yue, signaling her to ask the first question.

At this moment, only Jiang Yue held the pen in her hand, and the pen showed a subtle tendency to move.

Are you male or female?

The candlelight flickered for a moment, then the ballpoint pen began to spin, its tip resting on one end of the A4 paper.

Man.

Jiang Yue breathed a sigh of relief, eagerly letting go of her hand and looking at Shen Jiarui.

"Will...will you hurt me?"

Shen Jiarui asked an absurd question, probably because she was really scared. Her voice was so soft it was like a mosquito's buzz, and only her fingernail was touching the ballpoint pen.

The ballpoint pen stopped at "yes" or "no," and for a moment, everyone fell silent.

Between yes and no, the Ouija board chose or.

4399 was laughing uncontrollably.

[Newcomers are interesting; they actually asked such an uncertain question.]

"How old are you?"

Su Mian spoke casually, not really knowing what to ask, and chose a generic question.

The ballpoint pen moved, pointing once at the number "1", and then again at the number "8".

Eighteen years old.

Being the same age as them, Su Mian was somewhat surprised. Before the next person could speak, the ballpoint pen started moving again, pointing to "1" once and then to "8".

"What does this mean?"

Chang Anning looked puzzled. "Can ghosts get stuck? You have to point twice."

No one answered her. Liang Chuchu didn't care how old the spirit was at all; she urged Chang Anning to ask a question.

"Ghosts exist in this world, right?"

The ballpoint pen spun very fast and landed on the word "是" (yes/yes).

Su Mian observed her discreetly. After hearing the answer, Chang Anning was a little scared, but her eyes showed more excitement than anything else.

When it was Liang Chuchu's turn, her heart raced, and she couldn't contain her excitement and nervousness as she carefully held the pen.

"Ouija board spirit, Ouija board spirit, will I be able to get into a top-tier university in my college entrance exam?"

Jiang Yue, hiding in the shadows, revealed a disdainful expression. With her grades, how dare she ask such a question? She didn't even need to guess; the spirit would definitely answer "no" to her. She had no self-awareness whatsoever.

As soon as the words were spoken, the pen trembled, seemingly becoming agitated. Instead of pointing to "yes" or "no," it pointed to a previously unused English word amidst everyone's horrified gazes.

"you"

"will"

"die"

The candlelight flickered, casting a half-light, half-shadow on Liang Chuchu's face. She stared at the abrupt string of English letters on the paper, her expression a mixture of anger and disbelief.

"You will die"

She jumped up from the ground, shouting, "What utter nonsense about Ouija boards!"

Before she finished speaking, she kicked the flickering candle in the middle hard.