Ghosts can be seen in the cup, and people can also be seen in the cup. In the year 2070, I, Zhaozi Liu, am a clerk in a clothing store in Chinatown, USA. Because of my ambiguous relationship with the proprietress, I often come into contact with "noble people". On the boss's thirty-seventh birthday, as a 22-year-old fool, I gave her a gift on behalf of the majority of singles, to thank her for letting me out of my pure single state. "Maybe, I'm just a little white turtle that she spent a small amount of money to keep." I indulged in the small events of buying gifts but ignored the big events. This book wishes good luck to the detective career.