Echo Theater

Private detective Chen Yuan received an anonymous letter. In the letter was a photo of the missing actress Su Wan twenty years ago, and a line of faded handwriting: "He won't come, I know. But I still wait." The moment he touched the photo, the woman's questions exploded into his skull. A circle of bruises appeared on the left wrist - that was the last trace of the deceased's grip. He pursues old cases, stepping on his own footprints every step of the way. His trench coat is reflected in the mirror backstage of the theater, his handwritten diary is hidden in the power distribution room, and the other half of the lost ancient coin hangs around the neck of a strange woman - that woman has been waiting for him to collapse for twenty years. All clues point to the same person. Himself. On the night Su Wan fell to death, Chen Yuan was not the only one standing at the door of the dressing room. And buried in the memory he tore apart with his own hands was a secret deeper than murder. "She left her smile to the mirror. The mirror is you." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.