I Was in Debt at the Yamen, and the Demons Cried and Begged Me for Justice.

My name is Lin Qi, and I originally wanted to be an ordinary catcher waiting to die. Until that night on duty, I was tapped on the shoulder by a female ghost in red from the bottom of a well. She lay next to my ear and breathed out the fishy smell of well water: "Kill someone for me, otherwise, I will let your mother taste the taste of the bottom of the well." I was forced to become her knife. Before the knife fell, she tapped the center of my eyebrow, letting me see her last revolving door before her death, the cold well water, her unborn child, and the sinister smile on her face. From that day on, I had a fatal golden finger: I could see the "last glance" of all the victims. I watch for them, remember for them, and seek justice for them - with my own hands. But every time I watch it, I feel a bit of resentment from the deceased. Until I opened the blood-stained file from three years ago. The above is my father's last words: "My son, if you see the 'Skinned Ghost Eye' mark, run away! They are looking for a map of human skin, and your birthday is the last piece of skin!" I touched the back of my neck. At some point, there was a burning mark there. Like an eye. It is slowly opening. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.