At 0:01 in the middle of the night, seven living users in Jiangli City received an obituary at the same time.
The obituary states the time, place and gesture of their death within the next seven days, down to the minute.
When the first man died, police were stationed outside his door.
Everyone thought this was a prophecy of AI, a curse, and an algorithm out of control.
Only two people gradually realized——
There is no algorithm in the world that can predict death...
Integrity reasoning × socialism × dual male protagonists' emotional lines
Intention: Evidence can be closed, but people's hearts cannot. Between the prophecy and the truth, there is always someone willing to risk everything to write the last letter for the deceased.
