——The warm chest bloomed with gorgeous death.
——There seems to be no difference between the living and the dead.
——What is it, calling,
——Leading us forward through the water. The water was so cold that I couldn't wait any longer.
——On the other side of hope is the smile of death.
——This memory flows back and forth.
——The countercurrent city of memories is stinky and rotten.
——Memories that cannot be avoided,
——Those are endless scars.
——There is a mist in front of me,
——You on the other side are so gentle.
——The white chrysanthemum in my hand was blown away by the wind and scattered.
——The movie studio under the moon,
——The phantom of the dark night is knocking on someone's clock door again.
In search of unrecorded centuries-old history, the partners encountered dangers one after another. . . .
At the end?
Genre: Detective adventure novels,
Author: Vio·Lin