Ke Xuezhi: Why Is It so Difficult for Me When I Just Want to Survive?

After dying in a chaotic explosion and waking up from chaotic memories, Hirai Kujo ushered in his new life. . . Although he eats well and sleeps well, and can eat twenty teams of primary school students alive when his fist is rounded, he is indeed a majestic big guy. . . But this is the Detective Conan universe where death counts as performance, and every episode is winning people! ! A strong man who died in eight bullets lost his dream. It's not over yet. When I go home to pack up the soft stalls, a manual that can predict death adds a bit of weirdness to the situation. Conscience beating hotly in his chest led Kujo Hirai step by step on a path of rescuing people in danger and comforting the dead with the truth. The victim's dying screams were like unwilling spider threads in the dark, and the truth hung in his hand. . . But until then, head to the docks to order some fries. . . Oh no, find a wife first? This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.