不能继续写下去了

I can’t write any more

Xue Mo sat in front of the computer, typing seriously.
"Knock knock knock!" A series of rapid knocks on the door sounded.
"Who is it?" Xue Mo walked to the door and asked in confusion.
"Police."
Through the peephole, two people in police uniforms were standing outside the door, and one of them showed his police ID.
"Does Xue Mo live here?"
"Yes, I am." Xue Mo hurriedly opened the door.
"We found that several recent murders are highly consistent with your novels. Please cooperate with the investigation."
"How could it be?" Xue Mo was so panicked that his mobile phone fell at his feet.
...
When the case coincides with the novel,
distorted images,
ignored details,
who is the real murderer?

简介：血墨坐在电脑前，认真地码着字。”叩叩叩！“一阵急促的敲门声响起。”谁啊？“血墨疑惑地走到门边问到。”警察。“从猫眼看去，门外两个穿着警服的人正站在那...

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