“I’ve turned into a girl, huh.”

Ji Yuanqing stared at herself in the mirror.

This was a body as delicate as a doll, and just as fragile.

The girl breathed onto the mirror.

Amid the foggy mist, the pale yet beautiful face reflected back, her eyes dark as ink, extraordinarily clear.

Even with a dazed and confused expression brought on by puzzlement and distress, it only gave her an air of cold detachment.

“But why is this body so weak and sickly?!”

She was a bit helpless. This body was so fragile, like glass—it would shatter upon the slightest touch.

To nurse the body and continue living, money was necessary. But how does a sickly underage beauty earn a living?

Ji Yuanqing turned her attention to her passion from her previous world: how about writing mystery novels?

When the best detective novels from one world appear in another—Psychological Crime, And Then There Were None, Murder on the Orient Express, Journey Under the Midnight Sun, The Devotion of Suspect X, The Astrology Murder Case, and so on...

What kind of storm will they stir up?

Her books feature the most unexpected culprits, the most dazzling tricks, the most mind-blowing methods of crime. She is the God of Deduction of this era!