Infinite Murder Mystery Game: The Beauty with a Delicate Palm

"Being alone for a while? Do I really need to hide in this godforsaken place?"

Chang Anning sneered, "You really are the murderer! Liang Chuchu's death is related to you, isn't it!"

"I'm not the murderer!" Shen Jiarui screamed.

The fear, anxiety, guilt, and despair that had been building up for days finally erupted at this moment.

"What makes you think you can doubt me? Just because I'm weak and insecure, and you think I'm easy to bully?!"

Her chest heaved violently, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably: "Do you know how I've been these past few days? I've been having nightmares every night, dreaming that the doll is coming to take my life!"

"I secretly went to the cafeteria kitchen to collect animal bones, and rummaged through the garbage for rotten things... all to feed this damned baby. I was afraid of it, I hated it, but I was even more afraid of dying!"

Chang Anning was stunned; she hadn't expected Shen Jiarui to say such a thing.

"What nonsense are you talking about..."

"Nonsense?" Shen Jiarui gave a bitter smile, a twisted smile that chilled the heart.

"Yes, I've gone mad! You've driven me mad! This godforsaken place has driven me mad!"

She suddenly pulled the doll from her bosom and slammed it to the ground.

The doll's face was up, its glass bead eyes staring blankly at the sky.

"See this? This is my doll. I made a wish with it."

"I want to know who killed Liang Chuchu so I can finish this game easily and not hold you back."

"And then it told me! It told me very clearly!"

Shen Jiarui's eyes turned crazed. She pointed at Chang Anning, then at the void, and spoke incoherently.

"But I can't say it, I dare not say it. This doll appears to me in my dreams every day, saying that if I don't find 'nourishment' for it..."

"It will kill me; I won't even live to see the day I vote!"

She suddenly burst into laughter, her laughter filled with despair: "Do you know what 'nourishment' is? It's not leftovers, it's not garbage, it's the things of living people."

"Hair, nails, blood... I've secretly collected so much, I can't even remember, but I'm still afraid. I'm afraid it won't be satisfied, I'm afraid it will really kill me!"

"That's enough." Chang Anning forced herself to calm down.

"Who do you think the killer is? Tell me!"

Shen Jiarui's smile froze on her face.

"Do you really want to know?"

"explain."

"The murderer is Chi Luoyi."

The woods were deathly silent, with only fallen leaves hanging down and the wind whistling past.

Chang Anning was stunned for a full five seconds before bursting into a shrill laugh.

"Haha...hahaha...Shen Jiarui, you're really crazy."

She took a step forward, her tone full of sarcasm: "Do you know that Yi Junxi has personally confirmed everything Chi Luoyi said, and you, what proof do you have that your 'doll' is telling the truth? Can you trust the words of an evil spirit?"

She paused, a look of smugness spreading across her face.

"Besides, I've already asked Zhou Ye, and DM told me personally that you're the murderer! Zhou Ye is the referee in this game, so how could his words be false?"

Shen Jiarui stared at her, and suddenly understood something.

Her expression shifted from anger to a sorrowful, pitying mockery.

"You believe him?"

"Why don't you believe me?" Chang Anning raised her chin.

"He's the DM (Discovery Manager), he has all the information about this game, and..."

Her voice softened unconsciously. "He treats me very specially. Everyone says DMs are scary, but he's kind and patient with me, answering my questions patiently. What does that mean?"

"This proves my reasoning is correct; those in positions of power always appreciate intelligent people more."

Upon hearing these words, Shen Jiarui felt a chill run from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.

Looking at Chang Anning's face, which was full of confidence and superiority, she suddenly felt that this woman was both pathetic and ridiculous.

Were you fooled by the DM's appearance? Were you completely swayed by a few ambiguous words? Did you even develop the illusion that "you are special"?

"You really are..." Shen Jiarui took a deep breath, "Hopelessly stupid."

"What did you say?!"

"I said you're stupid!" Shen Jiarui suddenly raised her voice, all her fear turning into a raging fire.

"You believe everything Zhou Ye says? Why don't you think about why he should tell you? What gives him the right to tell you?!"

She pulled a fruit knife from her school uniform sleeve; she had stolen it from the cafeteria.

Chang Anning gasped, backing away repeatedly: "W-what are you going to do?!"

Her eyes were bloodshot, and her rationality snapped completely.

"Since you believe in Zhou Ye so much, since you want to be a hero so much... then be nourishment for my doll! Feed it with your blood and your flesh, and I can survive!"

"Shen Jiarui! Stop!"

A figure rushed out from the depths of the woods and grabbed Shen Jiarui's wrist tightly before the blade fell.

It is the Awakening of Insects.

She had clearly been listening for a long time; her face was ashen, and her eyes swept over the two of them with a complex expression.

"Let me go!" Shen Jiarui struggled, tears welling up in her eyes again.

"Let me kill her! If I kill her, I can live, the doll promised me! As long as I have one more source of nourishment..."

"Wake up!" Jingzhe forcefully snatched the knife and threw it far away.

Shen Jiarui collapsed to the ground, covering her face and sobbing uncontrollably.

All the pressure, all the fear, all the grievances poured out at this moment.

"What should I do... what should I do..." she sobbed.

"The doll keeps nagging me, saying it will kill me if I don't find it food. I know who the killer is, but I don't dare to say... I'll die if I do..."

Jingzhe squatted down, but her gaze fell on the ugly doll on the ground.

"The murderer you're talking about... is it Chi Luoyi?"

Shen Jiarui nodded, sobbing uncontrollably, "It was her... the doll told me..."

Chang Anning sneered from the side: "Nonsense."

Jingzhe ignored her.

She remained silent for a long time, until Shen Jiarui's crying gradually subsided, leaving only suppressed sobs.

In the end, he simply stood up, patted the dirt off his knees, and told Chang Anning to hurry up and leave.

So far, she has only deduced the killer's modus operandi.

Using Takana to lure Liang Chuchu into the secret room, candles were placed on the windowsill, clearly indicating that the authorities knew Liang Chuchu had a habit of worshipping ghosts and gods in the middle of the night.

When the candle was lit, the flame burned through the cotton thread coated with white phosphorus, causing the blinds to slide down rapidly and activating the hidden device at the top.

The murderer happened to be a very meticulous person. She knew the precise distance between Liang Chuchu and the altar when she knelt down, and just as the white silk was rising, she swiftly grabbed her neck and killed her in one fell swoop.

The power outage prevented her from seeing the white silk at her feet.

This ultimately created the illusion of suicide.

All I can say is that the perpetrator was a genius; the plan was flawless.

Without the script, Jingzhe only had Ragdoll cat in mind.

What she overheard just now confirmed her suspicions, but what happened next?