I thought it was an ordinary case that had nothing to do with me, but it took a turn after the murderer surfaced. All the mysteries were pushing me into this abyss, and everything here seemed to be caused by me. There is no way to prove who is the real murderer. Everyone around me seems to be deceiving me, including the person I love most. He is saving me and also lying to me. How much of the world should I believe?
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
