Urban Night Travel: Please Rest in Peace

My name is He Liu, nicknamed Sangmenxing. It's not that I'm unlucky, it's that I can always see people before they die—to be precise, I see things that deserve to die but are not completely dead. In this alley tonight, a green-haired gangster was cursing into the darkness. He didn't know that the hands behind him had already grabbed his neck. I had no idea that the squirming old man on the ground would be the most difficult case I encountered this year. He died seven years ago. The obsession turned into style and led me to a bungalow. There were sounds of babies crying in the room, traffickers haggling over prices, and a room full of people waiting to be saved. They said that as long as I could let them rest in peace, they would tell me a secret—— About the store hidden deep in the abandoned video game city. About the tiny teenage shopkeeper in a punk princess dress. About all the things that should not be woken up late at night in this city. I am Heliu. I am not a mage or a Taoist priest, I am just a ferryman who sends my obsessions on their way. If you meet me at the end of the alley late at night—— Don't ask for directions. Run quickly. A supernatural unit drama with urban warmth.