When I woke up, I became an ordinary high school student in Tokyo, Japan.
After being bound to the detective system, I thought I was about to reach the peak of solving crimes.
But it was discovered that at every major case scene, there was a girl named Mao Lilan.
For the first time, she stood next to a corpse in an art gallery with a knife.
The second time, she emerged from the lake soaked with water, with the sunken vehicle at her feet.
The third time, the Ferris wheel exploded in flames, and her profile was blurred in the heat.
System warning: The survival rate of key figure Mao Lilan is declining rapidly.
This time I arrived early, trembling all over and grabbed her wrist: "Whether you believe it or not, I have to protect you."
She looked at me with confusion, and I clearly remembered that she died for me in the last reset timeline.
