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Asked you to write a book, not to confess your criminal record!

Lin Chuan, a struggling writer, finally got his golden finger—the Career Life Experience System. Randomly experiencing a profession, after the experience is over, novels will be generated based on Lin Chuan's experiences. But Lin Chuan found that the professions he experienced were all too sketchy! Swindler, Assassin, Hacker, Touch Gold Captain... Corresponding novels were born: “Swindler,” “Hacker Kingdom,” “Touch Gold Notes,” and others came into existence. Before he knew it, his works became popular. Selected reader comments: “This book describes things too realistically, this is definitely an autobiography!” “With you confessing and me confessing, Mr. Lin will end up in prison sooner or later.” “Author Lin Chuan (×), Suspect Mr. Lin (√)” Unexpectedly, the reader's prophecy has come true! The police showed up, “We suspect you're involved in serious illegal and criminal activities!” Lin Chuan, “Huh?” The police, “The crimes in your novels, they're your actual deeds, right?” Lin Chuan's vision went dark. Done for, I've written myself into the station, but I'm really not a criminal suspect!!!!!!

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Chapter 118: Can't Say I'm Cheating, Right? (Please Subscribe!)

In the rental.

The warm morning sun shone through the window, claiming a few floor tiles for its own, and the fine particles of dust were undeniably visible in the light.

Little Landlady Zhang Xinxin looked at Lin Chuan and nodded seriously, "Yes, it's the one Aunt Liu gave me. She seemed to say it was worth tens of thousands of yuan."

"Wait for me a moment."

Lin Chuan immediately turned around to wash up quickly in the bathroom, perked himself up, and then took the century-old red agate bracelet from Little Landlady's hand.

This bracelet consisted of 16 red agate beads.

Each bead was deeply hued and warm like blood, their surfaces had become smooth and round, the touch was delicate with no grainy texture, as if they had been bathed and sedimented by the years.

Lin Chuan took it to the window, placing it in the sunlight.

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