Blurb:
After being identified as a suspect for the thirteenth time, Qiu Quyao finally realized something was wrong.
Why were there always three suspects at every crime scene?
Why did they all get down on their knees and confess after being caught?
And why was this kid named Conan always at the scene?
Qiu Quyao felt like he had figured out the rules of this world.
Just then, a higher-dimensional being calling itself the System found him.
The System told him that he was in a world created for the entertainment of higher dimensions. They could watch what happened in this world and give feedback.
Qiu Quyao didn't really care, but the System soon told him that now that his consciousness had awakened, he was a traveler caught between two dimensions. To stay alive, he needed the audience in the higher dimension to accept him.
Qiu Quyao: I f***ing hate you, you f***ing...
So, to stay alive, Qiu Quyao was forced to keep showing up in the main storyline. But he soon discovered that it wasn't doing any good, because his character was just an obscure little painter.
After being thwarted again and again, Qiu Quyao went insane.
Theme: If you start something, see it through to the end.
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