Book Synopsis
When the fictional strokes seep into the bloodstains of reality, the suspense writer meticulously recreates the scene of the False Murder from twenty years ago within the lines of his text—every indentation of a string, the angle of moonlight, even the frequency at which the deceased's eyelashes trembled, all align perfectly with the "forgotten" crime he committed.
Meanwhile, a mysterious reader in the review section, correcting every detail, weaves a trap with a mad obsession: what you think is a pursuit of the murderer is, in fact, a game where the killer is ensnaring himself.
As DNA evidence points to others, an old glove hidden deep in a drawer silently smirks—the deadliest truth has always been concealed within the trembling fingertips of the writer who presses the delete key.
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