In Miwa Town where the rain was pouring, Lin Yan, a second-year transfer student from Didan High School, was lying by the window, watching helplessly as the seal was pulled downstairs again.
——This is the third month since he traveled to the "World of Kexue", and the density of murders is outrageously high.
As a top suspense novelist in his previous life, Lin Yan knows better than anyone how evil the "protagonist" in this world is. His biggest wish was to stay away from the bespectacled Death student and live quietly. But on the first day of transferring to another school, he accidentally quoted a theoretical analysis of "Secret Room Murder" in class. On the second day, he received an invitation to write for the school magazine. On the third day, the whole school spread the news that "the new transfer students are going to serialize mystery novels."
Lin Yan pushed up his glasses and showed the most sincere smile since time travel.
——He was not going to refuse.
Because from the moment he picked up the pen, he discovered that he had something extra: he could "localize" all the classic suspense works of the previous life on Earth into versions for this world. His serialized novel "The Mystery of Rice Flowers" became an overnight sensation, and the plot was so advanced that even Kudo Yusaku himself wrote an article praising it.
But Lin Yan's secret doesn't stop there.
He used the "narrative trick" of the novel to complete an accurate profile of reality, used foreshadowing between the lines to warn of murders in advance, and erased page after page the tragedies written to death by fate. The Metropolitan Police Department began to list his books as criminal psychology textbooks, and mysterious organizations also set their sights on the "perfect criminal template" written by him.
The opponent he cares about most is the elementary school student who wears glasses and runs around the crime scene all day long.
Every time he had an "accidental encounter", Lin Yan would hand over a new book and leave a sentence seemingly unintentionally: "The perspective trap in this case. How do you think the murderer hid it from the detectives?"
Seeing the little guy's pupils shrink suddenly, Lin Yan held the coffee cup and smiled lightly.
——You solve the case and I rewrite the ending.
This time, the man who penned the story has the final say.
Concept: The tip of the pen is the edge of the knife