I want them to repay this drop of blood a thousand times. On the morgue, Lin Wan's bloody fingers suddenly trembled. Reborn three months before her murder, she walked into the auction wearing a strangely resurrected bracelet, but she fell into Jiang Lin's ice-cold eyes. Everyone said that Mr. Jiang photographed her to tame the canary, until that night he pinched her wrist and pressed it on the genetic lock: Who else but Mrs. Jiang can open this code designed with your DNA? When the auction hammer fell for the eighth time, those who had bullied her began to die suddenly one after another, and her perfect alibi was always in the surveillance. Jiang Lin stroked the strange bracelet on her wrist and chuckled: Wanwan, do you think why I allowed you to kill someone? Because ten years ago, he was the one who put this chain that could reverse time on the crying little girl under the cherry blossom tree.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
