Waking up from the murder scene again, her hands were stained with blood.
However, she has no memory of any of the murders.
She couldn't stand this kind of life, so she walked into the police station and asked them to arrest her. However, the police chief smiled and said, "Miss, you remembered wrongly. Go home and take some medicine, wash up and sleep..."
Why? Just because she has a peerless appearance and a wealth that rivals other countries?
She told people around her that she was a murderer, but no one believed her. They looked at her like a madman.
Even the lover around her refuses to believe her.
But the smell of blood on her hands told her that it was real.
Why is there such a life? She has had enough! She wants to love and live like a normal person. . . Instead of waking up from a pool of blood every now and then and enduring great fear.
This fucking life,
She wants to find out the truth behind it,
End it with your own hands. . . . . .
It is a suspenseful story.
Purpose: Love is faith
