This is a game between two, this is a game between two, this is a game between you and me, what secret is hidden in the little sunset city? What kind of sparks will arise when killers who are both art lovers meet? What kind of surprises will superpower pets with various abilities bring you? Seeing hope in crying, seeing despair in hope, standing up again and again, what do you get? She smiled, as innocently as before, but she could never go back. She was old, leaning on a wheelchair, looking up at the sunset with a smile, as if something wet her face, she wiped her face and smiled self-deprecatingly. It turned out that she had already burst into tears. She recalled everything that others despised.