In Shen Nanxing's eyes, the world is composed of countless "threads".
Twisting it thirty degrees to the left and pressing down half an inch, she only had to turn the knob of the grandfather clock in her shop to trigger the butterfly effect, causing a knife-wielding murderer to die from an "accidental slip."
Holding tweezers in her hand, she straightens out the cause-and-effect texture of everything in the world, kills people without seeing blood, and saves people without seeing blood.
I thought I could live such a cold and invincible life forever, until a broken pocket watch from the Qing Dynasty came to my door.
A scarlet causal line forcibly bound her to a shocking death.
The blind old man who spies in secret, the mysterious magnetic needle that connects generations, the countdown that connects the heart...
Shen Nanxing slowly took off his single magnifying glass, picked up sharp tweezers and sighed: "It seems that some people's time has come to a halt."
